I am a god in Tokyo

The owner of the tea house wrinkled his face with a smile.

"Tomorrow is Yoshihara's annual Oiran Day, and the nobles who come tonight are all for Xin Yi Niang's Oiran Banquet."

If he opened the chatterbox, the boss started rambling.

From his mouth, Uehara Satoru learned a lot of information and tried a lot of information.

Except tomorrow's Oiran Day,

The entire ecology of Yoshihara is completely different from what he knows.

In real history, Yoshihara Street is Xunhuan Street. The wandering girls on this street are selected like commodities... But in Yoshihara Street in front of you, the status of the wandering girls is completely different.

According to the owner of the tea house,

The wandering girls are also divided into grades, the lowest ones are prostitutes who sell meat, and the upper ones are geisha who sell their skills but not their bodies.

And then on,

It is the top of the Yoshiwara Pyramid.

Oiran - Xinyi Niang.

But even the most inferior prostitutes and girls have the right to choose customers. If girls don't want to, even if they spend a lot of money, they can't kiss Fangze. If girls want to, they are willing to pay for free.

This kind of ecology is completely different from the real history of Yoshihara. It is not so much the relationship between clients and prostitutes, it is more like licking...

Uehara Satoru also inquired about Kasumi Hills, but the owner of the tea house rarely went to Yoshiwara on weekdays, so he didn't know anything about it.

But Uehara Satoru also knew something,

For example, the owner of a teahouse only knows Yoshiwara, but not Edo.

I don't know day and night. Yoshihara seems to have only night and no day from beginning to end.

Such remarks are naturally full of leaks, but whenever Uehara Satoru mentions information related to Edo and Bairi and asks where these guests come from, the teahouse owner looks at a loss,

Strange how he would ask such an odd question.

"It's like a programmed NPC."

Satoru Uehara bid farewell to the owner of the teahouse, straightened his clothes, and walked through Yimonzaka.

Holding the sword box in his hand, he did not forget to look around while thinking.

Whether they are public nobles or samurai civilians, they all have smiles and longing on their faces, as if entering Yoshihara is something worthy of glory, but their thinking is limited to Yoshihara.

Once something unrelated to Yoshihara is mentioned, he will be at a loss like an NPC.

Uehara Satoru didn't dare to ask too deeply,

It's really weird here.

Walking through the twists and turns of Yimonzaka, there is a city outline in front of you, which is Yoshihara.

Yoshihara is not just a street, but an area with a radius of more than ten acres, surrounded by tall walls, and only one door can pass through, which is set up to prevent wandering girls from escaping.

In real history,

Younv are not allowed to leave Yoshihara, they are inside from birth to death.

But obviously, what Uehara Satoru is seeing is not the real history, there are cute and lovely girls in kimonos, traveling together, smiling coquettishly.

Some even flirtatiously to Uehara Satoru.

"Samurai unloads his sword!"

In front of the gate of Yoshihara, the guard stopped Uehara Satoru.

Uehara Wushi suddenly opened the sword case and took off the black cloth.

Immediately, it attracted everyone's attention.

In the sword box was a dagger that was as long as a forearm and made of white jade.

"This is a gift I prepared for Xin Yi Niang."

Faced with the envy of everyone, Uehara Satoru unhurriedly threw out the excuses he had prepared.

The guard hurriedly stepped aside.

Such a jade sword, which is like a work of art, cannot be a weapon. After Uehara realized Yoshihara, they sighed with emotion.

"This jade sword is worth hundreds of taels of silver?"

"At least 500 taels!"

"Tonight's oiran banquet, there is a new face, I wonder if he can be appreciated by the oiran?"

Several people discussed in low voices, and started to work responsibly.

Uehara Satoru entered Yoshihara for the first time,

The first impression is that it is rich and luxurious, Japanese-style buildings are row upon row, densely populated, and the streets and alleys are full of tourists.

There are samurai clogs clattering, and commoners walking hand in hand,

There were also public nobles who left in sedan chairs.

But more of them are delicate and pleasant wanderers, charming, pure, or cute women and girls, sitting in the buildings on both sides of the road, separated from the guests on the street by a fence.

If the two parties see eye to eye, the guest can enter the house.

Even if you don't see the right way, as long as you are willing to spend money and don't look too sloppy or ugly, you girl will not refuse this business.

This has also led to pedestrians, no matter whether they have money or not, at least their clothes are neat and clean, pretending to be elegant, like a male peacock courting.

"Little brother."

"Master Samurai."

In the barn, the attention of the wandering girls fell on Uehara Satoru, either shyly shy, or boldly shaking the handkerchief in their hands.

I can't wait to squeeze in front and give the handkerchief to Uehara Satoru.

"Uh--"

Uehara Satoru felt the hostility from passers-by's gaze and quickened his pace.

He doesn't have time to spend time here.

only--

After stepping into Yoshiwara, the communication with Kasumi Hill began intermittently.

When walking in the middle of the road, the induction was suddenly disconnected.

Uehara Satoru raised his head and followed the last sense of divine power. At the end of the road, there was a unique and exquisite palace in front of him.

restaurant.

"Then? That's the residence of Empress Huakuan!"

The waiter who was in charge of serving the dishes was nimble.

"Master Samurai, is this your first visit to Yoshiwara, then today is the right time to come!"

"A noble and beautiful adult like you will definitely be loved by the oiran empress!"

Uehara Wupan sat on the ground, picked up chopsticks and tried the food of the restaurant.

The taste of the Edo period is rare and must be tasted.

"I want to find someone here."

Putting down the chopsticks, Uehara Satoru looked at Xiao Er.

"Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, have you heard of it?"

He described Xia Zhiqiu's appearance.

In fact, there is no need to describe it.

With the appearance of Xia Zhiqiu, even Yoshihara, who is full of beautiful women, is the best. It is so, Uehara Satoru also finds it strange.

It's okay if she didn't do anything,

How come no one else has heard of it?

This restaurant is located in the center of Yoshihara, and it is the most well-informed of the three religions and nine streams.

Satoru Uehara found it.

Xiao Er shook his head.

"I've never seen a girl like this before, but if you want to find someone, it's a woman from Jiyuan." He pointed to the castle: "I'm going to look for it there."

"Women who come to Yoshiwara for the first time must go to the oiran empress. Those who are talented will become geisha, and those who are not talented will become prostitutes."

"Oiran empress is in charge of Yoshiwara, maybe I can find your friend there."

Uehara Satoru tapped his fingers on the table, picked up the sake and took a sip.

Things are deadlocked again.

It would be a little troublesome if Xia Zhiqiu was in Hua Kuan's place. He had already observed that castle, which was well-defended and easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Although those ronin guards were all mortals, they couldn't beat him with a few moves.

But this street gave him a rather weird feeling, as if he was hiding his eyes and watching everyone on the street.

As long as Uehara Satoru disrupts Yoshihara's ecology, something terrible will come out.

Follow Yoshihara's rules...

Uehara Satoru turned his thoughts and put down his wine glass.

"I want to attend the Oiran Banquet, do I need any conditions?"

Xiao Er was not surprised.

There are too many people who want to attend the oiran banquet tonight.

"The number of oiran banquets is limited, and money, talent, and appearance are all indispensable, or one can be selected first." Xiaoer picked up the jug and gave it to Uehara Wuman.

After explaining to the guest,

He smiled apologetically, turned and left.

Uehara Satoru leaned on the railing and frowned slightly, wondering how to sneak into the oiran banquet.

Or you don't need to get into the Oiran Banquet, you just need to get into the castle, find Kasumi Hill, and take it away.

But here comes the problem,

Uehara Satoru had no means of leaving Yoshiwara Flower Street.

The reason for coming in is to use divine power to pry open the door when the yang turns to yin, but there is no such moment in Yoshihara Street. If you want to leave, you need to open the door outside.

Find the Hill of Kasumi, and let Mami go outside to meet him.

Uehara Satoru was certain in his heart, and the noise in his ears gradually decreased, and there were more melodious music sounds.

The geisha played the piano, and the diners were addicted.

Uehara Satoru looked over and saw a sad-looking woman in kimono playing a sad ditty.

"This is Miss Jiexiang from our building."

At some point, Xiao Er came to the side again and explained in a low voice.

"She once fell in love with someone, but that person never came back. Alas, she is no longer a virgin, and can't be a geisha. Empress Huakui took pity on her, so she sent her to our restaurant."

the end of the song

A samurai came up with flowers and said something to Jiexiang, but the woman in kimono shook her head slowly, apologized and left, leaving only the samurai standing there blankly.

At the end is the scene of Luohua licking the dog intentionally and mercilessly.

Uehara Satoru also understands the reality of Yoshihara,

have to say,

The women living in this street, although they are prostitutes, have a dignity that does not exist in this world.

As an abnormal event, Yoshiwara Flower Street is like Xanadu.

This made Uehara Satoru feel uncoordinated.