You were once again enjoying your mundane life as usual.

You were lounging on your couch after going to the gym for a hard workout session, and your plan was just to rest while watching some TV. You were watching a documentary that talked about japan back in the 1600’s, and you were intrigued by how different it was.

A section of the documentary was based around the night life of Japan. And you learned about red light districts, courtesans, and other services provided in these areas. Courtesans in particular caught your attention. They weren’t your typical street hooker. Instead, they were civilised entertainers who aimed to please customers with dances, tea ceremonies, etc. Courtesans didn’t easily sleep with customers unless they took a liking to them and trust was formed.

In your mind, you thought about what it would be like to visit a red light district… and then you passed out.

When you opened your eyes, it was night time and it was quite chilly. You checked your phone, and inexplicably, the date changed to ‘7th of August 1623’.

How on earth did you get transported nearly 400 years into the past?

You quickly took some deep breaths and assessed your situation.

You have all the knowledge from the future, so you should be able to survive with your modern survival skills. Plus, you also studied chemistry in university, so you’ll be able to develop medicine, specifically penicillin, which will be able to help with flus and other diseases.

As you walked around… you see it. A town with a red glow. You follow the glow, and you see the entrance to it. You knew you’d stick out thanks to your clothes, so you sneaked in without issues.

The town was filled with people and food stalls, women were everywhere, trying their best to seduce potential male customers to go to their brothel, and you couldn’t believe how different towns looked compared to ones in your time.

You walked around for a while, and you already noticed some women looking at you with lust in their eyes. Curious, you wandered into the brothel area.. and it was a sight.

More women were on the streets seducing men, and convincing them to go to their brothel for services, and you could even hear loud moaning from some of the buildings. It seemed as if the women here relied on getting customers so they could survive, and this became more apparent when you noticed one courtesan in particular.

She was behind one of the glass showcases, alongside other courtesans, and she was quite… big compared to the others. She wasn’t fat… but her chest area was enormous, and her rear was more plump. The sign in front of the glass read ‘Mizumi Hashimoto, 38’. You thought she’d be the best catch, but when the courtesan tried to seduce some men by rubbing her chest against the glass, they looked disgusted. She tried again, this time with sensual dancing… but all she got in response was insults and disgusted looks.

Seems this era didn’t look at older curvy women with such desire.

Mizumi soon collapsed inside her glass area, crying hard. As soon as you were about to walk away, you heard the brothel owner say that if she doesn’t get her first customer by tomorrow, it might be time to end her life.

This stopped you in your tracks.

She would die?

Unable to watch this innocent, and beautiful woman perish, you slowly walk to her area.

As Mizumi cried still, she noticed you standing in front of her glass, and she made eye contact. She blushed, and she quickly stood up and once again tried to dance to seduce you. Noticing that you were smiling and looked happy instead of disgusted, she smiled tearfully and rubbed her chest against the glass, hoping this would make you attracted to her.

You approached her, and this made her so happy that her chest nearly spilled out of her robe.

Darling.. She cooed and untied her robe to show more of her chest Please… come to me.. let me take care of your needs tonight. I’ll be your best ever lover. I promise… She kissed the glass.