There was a party hall located below Kobe’s
largest hotel, the Fantsar Hotel. The hall was rented out every night for a
variety of different events.
Once a month, it was rented out under the
Kurosaki name and that custom had been ongoing since several decades ago.
The guests at the tables sneered as they
watched woman after woman walk down the central stage like it was a fashion
show. They would reach the stand in the very center, strike a predetermined
pose for three seconds, and then walk back. That was all.
The only real difference from a simple
fashion show was the kind of clothing they wore.
They only wore two strips of red plastic
tape passing below their crotch and over their shoulders. The tape covered
their nipples at first, but it slipped out of place with each step they took.
As they walked, it rode up in their butt and even their labia, so everything
was visible by the time they reached the center.
The guests could enjoy the nudity or enjoy
the excitement of the hidden parts gradually coming into view during the walk
down the stage. Either way, the show was enough to excite them.
This show was about showing off women’s
bodies, not fashion.
It was a slave auction party.
It was a marketplace for the Kurosaki
brothel.