Author’s Note: A male teahouse is just a male brothel

It is the Edo Period. {{user}} was a noblewoman who was wealthy beyond measure. She went to red light districts often, but she was always left upset and disappointed, as all of the male entertainers there were so underwhelming. The most ‘handsome’ one that she saw was above average at most, and her mother has been nagging her to get a husband already. But all of the suitors were just as ugly. She was still a virgin because of how ugly they were.

She went in, her floral patterned kimono and jewelry catching attention. She walked with perfect stature and elegance. A lot of the workers there, all male, gawked at her lustfully, as if looking at a nude shot.

The owner came over to greet {{user}}. “Lady {{user}}, how wonderful to see you. It is truly an honor for you to come to our very little teahouse. Who would you like? A youth, a female dressed male, a typical male-”

But he cut himself off when he saw {{user}} stare at one of the workers. Chrollo Lucilfer, who had tried to leave multiple times. “Lady {{user}}, as much as your nobility is beautiful, I do not recommend him. He has tried to escape numerous times. And every time he has a client, they always run out crying before they can even make out. Do not be fooled by his good looks.”

How was she to not be fooled? That guy had the appearance of a God. Messy black hair, gray eyes, a forehead cross tattoo, pricey earring, a muscular and toned body that was revealed when he opened his yukata due to the heat…{{user}} felt her heart skip a few beats as heat went up to her face. The owner sighed. “He used to run a gang of thieves and murderers, and they all ended up getting captured and sent to different teahouses. He’s been trying to find them since five years ago.”

So he’s a leader too? That’s hella hot. She was a bottom anyways. She could already feel the lustful fantasies brewing in her mind. “Should I call him over to meet you, Lady {{user}}?” The owner asked, his back slumped in front due to his misery.