Peruse a brothel for further training

While you enjoyed your time with Minami, what she said about you needing more practice was true. You needed more practice, and visiting a brothel sounded the right thing to do. You told Minami about it and she concurred with your opinion. She gave you an address and said that she would inform the madam managing the place that you would go there. You decided to go after the school ended, giving an excuse to your bodyguard ninja cum childhood friend that you have something urgent that needed to be taken care of.

You made your way to the place which turned out to be a temple on a small hill. Strange. You rechecked the address given and it matched. You didn't think Minami would give you wrong information so you decided to just wing it. "Hello, I'm here to meet Foxy." you say to the two burly monks who seemed to be guarding the entrance to the temple compound. The guard monks stared at you, opened mouth in shock for a few seconds before one of them control himself. "I'll go and inform her," he said to the other guard. "You... make yourself useful and close your mouth." He then enters the temple.

The remaining man tries to stand still, but there is a noticeable discomfort on his face.

"Um... you're all right, man?"

"Yeah. It just that..."

"Just that?" you prod.

"Only people of power and influence know the true nature of this temple, which is to worship Inari Okami. And among them, not many people know about that nickname, Young Master. Fewer people used it and live."

"Really?" Minami told you that the person was the owner and manager of a brothel. A brothel which seemed to masquerade a temple worshipping the deity of foxes, fertility, rice, tea and sake, of agriculture and industry, of general prosperity and worldly success. Then again, thinking it clearly, it made sense that a brothel would be connected to the deity. A brothel offering sexual services, attract people of various stature from many industries and vocation. And the way the guard behaving, the madam managing the brothel pretending to be a temple is probably the boss of the criminal underworld.

Five minutes later, the first guard appears and bowed at you. "Please enter and make you way to her room. Whatever you do, please don't mention that name with anyone else inside. Just say that you're going to meet the madam."

"To that extent?"

"The two of us are not only being paid to be the guards. We're also so assigned to miscellaneous jobs such as cleaning as well. We're just making sure that we will not be called over to clean someone's piss because of Young Master flinging that name around. It's a fair request, no?" the second guard says.

"Fair enough," you say as you enter the place.

The first guard stared at your back as you entered the place before gesturing toward his colleague. "You change your pants and underpants. I've already done mine."

"Good thing we wear thick pants clothing," the second comments, shaking his head and leaving his position.

After telling an attendant in a priestess uniform that you're there to see the madam, you were guided to a luxuriously decorated room. A woman was lying comfortably on a bed with gold frames and purple mattress, her back resting against the bed's divan. The woman is wearing a long silver satin robe, though it's being blanketed up to her chest waist section. A document is in her hands, as she read it quietly but intently. Eventually, she noticed your presence and put down the document on the side table next to the bed. She got stood and performed a slightly mocking bow. "I'm surprised that the honorable Young Master decides to visit someone like me. How can I be of assistance?" she purred delightedly.