Freeta burped after they left the luxurious restaurant where they ate some delicacies.

After all, their stomach had been empty, his even more since it didn’t have anything to do since he was born, and some stray water wouldn’t have cut it…

Now, his tummy happily churned everything he ate, and he would probably use the brothel’s fancy toilet to do anything other than peeing within a few hours.

He subconsciously gave Freeta a sidelong gaze before he shook his head.

If she goes to their restroom before he does, it’ll be best if he calls room service to inspect the place “integrity” after her “blessings”.

The amount of food she ate has to come out one way or another, right?

Interlacing her fingers with his as they walked side by side, she asked, “Where are we going, now?”

Mùndò smiled.

The slight nervousness she felt when she left the brothel, the world reacting to her abnormal dick long evanesced, giving way to a gleaming pride exuding from a head held high above slow and steady steps.

How could he not lock his lips with hers before the boldness of such behavior?

The glaze in his gaze didn’t escape his Alturix eyes when she shook their joined hands, asking, “Hey! Did you hear me? Why are you spacing out?”

His mind stirred awake.

He chuckled. “I’m sorry, my love. I haven’t told you this since we left the brothel, but I admire how easily you ignored the weird or negative looks everyone is giving you, walking like you owned the land. I’m fucking proud of you. Plus, that makes me wet, you know…?” he said with a suggestive smile.

His heats were getting moist, indeed.

Freeta blushed as her cock took its true size in public sight, gathering a few gasps. Keeping her man flush against her, she slowly rubbed her rod against his flesh, whispering to his black ear, “Truth be told, I like the attention. You and I being together is for me the biggest validation in my life, and who knows? If it can inspire more Enlightened to take special Alt like us, I’m more than willing to be an example!”

With a saucy slap on his butt, she asked where they were going once more.

“It’s a surprise, my dear, and a very pleasant one for you, I’m sure…” he mysteriously replied.

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She grinned with understanding as he led her to a huge arc-shaped blue building called “Balci Therapy”.

Inside the alabaster lobby, customers walked back and forth across the room held by four green pillars.

Large chandeliers hovered above their heads, brightening the room in a red-yellow glow like a warm flame.

On the far left, a queue of people accompanied by their Alturixes lined before a row of counters, waiting their order to be processed.

Mùndò led his alt away from their bustle towards the lone marble counter on the far right hosted by a robot more elaborated than its counterparts, denoting its status as a luxurious product attending a superior clientele.

Presenting his naked body before the automaton, it quickly scanned his body, then said, “Prime Pleasurer Bòkoeyo, the Balci Therapy establishment humbly welcomes your presence. How may I help you?”

Surprisingly enough, his actions garnered the attention of some customers waiting to be served.

Ignoring their curious gazes, he replied, “I would like to give my Alturix an electrical language chip please, and if possible, look at the rates and offers your Candy Therapies possesses.”

“Understood, Prime Pleasurer. It is also an honor to inform you that should you go through with any of our services, you shall automatically receive a fifteen percent discount upon purchase. Please wait a minute while I call a host that would guide you in a private room.” It said, then its glowing eyes shut down.

Freeta eyes shrunk in confusion. “Did this thing do what it said it would do? It doesn’t seem like it’s working anymore…” she said.

Her partner laughed. “No, it’s normal, dear. They’re not going to stay active all the time, so after they accomplish their job, they power down to save energy, all right?”

Freeta nodded in understanding, then beamed. “So, if I understood your demands, you’re gonna buy me a chip so I can read, and some therapies or whatever to make me stronger?”

“You got it, baby!”

She squealed, then spanned her helpless Trainer around the lobby, who despite her antics, could only chuckle happily.

If he had to go broke after this transaction, so be it!

But his Alt would get the best or nothing!

But their joy was interrupted by an elegant cough.

They turned around, seeing an elegantly dressed female Roland waiting for them. “Esteemed Guests, if you would please follow me,” she said in a neutral voice.

She led them to a private elevator that left its users in a hallway filled with numbered red doors on either side.

Leading them inside the door number one, they found themselves in a luxurious anti-chamber where a comfortable sofa stood flush against a gilded wall. A clean fragrance of alcohol pervaded the air above a small table filled with desserts and small delicacies, their arrangement tempting the couple’s taste buds.

To top it all, an atmospheric music slowly droned across their ears before they were invited to sit.

Accepting their host offer, they complied, and were even offered some refreshments before the surgeon emerged three minutes later from the green door on the room back corner.

Garbed in a black frock, he led them to his office…

Sitting down, the jovial Roland said, “Prime Pleasurer, I’ve been made aware of your requests, and I’m happy to announce that we not only can provide your Alturix with a state-of-the-art learning chip that would enable her to learn and write the Ancient Language and our local tongue in a record two days, but we would be able to provide her with an up to a single level up full-set therapy at the same time!”

Such news brought a smile to Mùndò’s face.

With this, they’ll earn some much-needed time so she could start training as soon as possible.

But now, he had to learn some specifics, and obviously, the price of it all…