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Although it was a company that entered a market difficult to become mainstream, closer to a niche interest, perhaps because they were wealthy enough to establish a company and live in the Upper City, natural foods (distinct from fresh foods that have undergone even a single process or refinement step) were served on the table as if it were a matter of course.

And what’s more, there was enough to satisfy Martina and me, who had to eat a lot to fill our grumbling stomachs and replenish the massive amount of calories expended healing the self-inflicted wounds from fighting Fifty Star.

Of course, the amount of ingredients in the refrigerator seemed to be just barely enough.

“Open your mouth.”

“Ah–”

I opened my mouth like a bird taking feed, and a piece of incredibly sweet dark chocolate brownie neatly slipped in.

Feeling the rich chocolate aroma and the sugar that instantly relieved stress, I fondled Kathleen’s breasts, which were nestled between my legs, and ate the homemade brownie.

As if chewing with my molars, I pressed the areola firmly, then rubbed the raised nipple with a thumb, kneaded it, released it, and then stroked the underside of the breast with my palm, moving towards the tip, repeating the motion.

It was a paradisiacal situation: freely fondling the soft, supple breasts of a beautiful married woman, made even softer by abundant sex, and readily devouring food that was hard to come by even with money.

Martina was looking at me with an incredulous expression as I freely kneaded the breasts that clung to my palm, but she diligently moved her fork, scooping up brownies and chugging white milk.

“Perhaps it’s because it’s natural food, but even though I spend a fair bit on food, it’s much more delicious than what I make.”

“Thanks to a scientifically optimized recipe. More importantly, I have something to give you.”

“It feels like I’m already receiving a lot.”

Just being embraced naked and fondling her large breasts felt healing. They say kneading breasts extends lifespan, and it truly felt as if my lifespan, which had been depleted from operating the Cerberus, was returning.

“…It’s a gift in the realm of authority.”

“Realm of authority?”

“For someone from the Lower City to set foot in the Upper City requires quite complicated procedures, a long time, and conditions as narrow as a needle’s eye.”

That was certainly true.

Would you believe that over 90% of people living in Eclipse Point their entire lives don’t even know what the Upper City looks like, let alone set foot in it?

It was fair to say that the Upper City and Lower City were isolated, even though they were part of the same Eclipse Point, perhaps because they wanted to thoroughly create an upper-class society.

“However, if a senior executive, a corporate officer or higher with operating rights in the Upper City, vouches for someone, all those procedures can be skipped. If the individual who becomes their guardian confirms it, they can ascend to the Upper City.”

“Oh…”

I hadn’t even known such a thing existed. After all, why would a salaryman like me have any reason to be interested in the Upper City?

I gently pinched and tugged Kathleen’s plump nipple as she received a card from a household droid, and I looked at it closely.

It was a thin card with a translucent crystal base overlaid with a metal frame, and the name ‘Extreme Military’ was etched into it.

To put it simply, it looked like a business card.

“It’s an access permit for the Upper City.”

“Isn’t it forbidden to just issue these?”

“Of course. It’s an item distributed only one per 100 million credits of the company’s listed stock.”

Just how many years could one eat and play with 100 million credits? Even with the lavish spending habits of a mercenary, it would take a long time to spend 100 million credits.

Faced with that overwhelming amount, I wore a weary expression, and to soothe my fearful heart, I fondled her breasts, which I could touch all day long, healing my mind and body.

“Since the Cerberus, which lacks even clinical trials, has been implanted, its progress needs to be regularly monitored. I could come down, but I’ll be busy with the upcoming legal battles. So please visit the Upper City at least once a month for adjustments.”

“I suppose so. Is that all, though?”

“Hmm… If it’s about Aaron’s younger sibling… I’m fine with it. I’m not short on money, and the Upper City has sufficient facilities.”

“…”

It was me asking if there weren’t any more caveats, but as Kathleen rubbed her lower belly, which was still full of semen, I stuck out my tongue and squeezed and tormented her breasts like a dairy cow, but she only let out a breath that was barely even a sigh.

“Since you tempted me so explicitly, I did have sex with you, but you’re not just a girlfriend, you’re a married woman with a husband.”

“If that’s what you’re worried about, you don’t have to worry. I don’t have a husband.”

Kathleen, who calmly declared she was a single mom as if it were nothing, placed another piece of brownie into my mouth. However, seeing my gaze, which even the rich taste of the brownie couldn’t distract, Kathleen tilted her head then added the reason.

“It was a political marriage between families. We created Aaron according to what each family wanted, without any love, and then we went our separate ways, agreeing not to interfere in each other’s lives anymore.”

“Oh…”

“I don’t really pay attention, so I don’t know, but that man is probably living madly for work right now, enduring overwork with his secretary working under his desk?”

It seems things are complicated in the upper world as well. Indeed, even the maggots of the Lower City have incredibly complicated dramas of their own, so it’s only natural that things would be even more severe at the top.

Anyway, in the end, Kathleen meant she was a single woman with no ties.

“So, living as a single mother with one child, her crotch was itching, she happened to meet a mercenary with a big dick, and after half a day of non-stop, squelching, wet, intravaginal ejaculation sex, she decided he was husband material?”

“No, you shouldn’t put it that way…”

“You used that ridiculous excuse about hiding my dick in your vagina, saying ‘Martina shouldn’t see anything lewd,’ to tempt me, didn’t you?”

“Uh…”

Had she developed a tolerance to Martina watching? No matter how much I opened the indented cleavage, squeezed out her nipples, and pinched them, Kathleen, who had only shown small reactions, now avoided my gaze, her earlobes flushed crimson.

It seemed she knew it was a step too far even by her own standards. Seeing Kathleen, who was flushed with shame and growing even warmer, a perfect doll to hold, I smiled and hugged her.

“It seems a bit early to talk about a baby… Want to eat, rest a bit, and then do it again?”

“…Yes.”

Martina’s gaze grew even sharper, but I ignored it.

‘You like the food here too, don’t you?’

‘Affirmative.’

What a lustful AI.

***

Having returned from the Upper City to the Lower City, I visited Wade and Patton in their hospital room. I gave them 70,000 credits, saying 66,666 credits felt too cold, and we parted ways with a “see you next time.” I was immediately summoned by Luna, and her inquisition began: what had I been doing for the past four days without a single contact, completely off the grid?

“So you completely removed your spine and inserted an ultra-hard cyber spine instead?”

“Yeah.”

And after I explained my tumultuous adventure of destroying Fifty Star, Luna and Mason looked down at me with incredulous expressions. They seemed to be asking what on earth this nonsense was, but it was only after I finally stripped off my shirt and showed them the Cerberus that the two believed me.

Indeed, I wouldn’t believe such an absurd story myself: I went to a grocery store and was attacked by terrorists, then received a request from the source of that attack and went to Out Point, where the client’s mother was a chief researcher for a company that was unfairly forced into closure, and on the way back, I nearly died in a skirmish with Fifty Star, and then I swept them all away with a prototype cyberware that had no stability whatsoever. Even more so if I said I even pleased her and received an Upper City access permit.

Whack!

“Aargh!!!”

“If something like that happens, you should contact me first!!!”

I couldn’t help but suffer terrible pain, with a visual receptor illusion that made my vision flash brightly, even though there were no neon signs in front of my eyes. Luna yelled, then started thumping-thumping me with a rhythmic flurry, teaching me how to raise my guard.

“Anyway, Oppa, you seem to be getting unusually dangerous things attached to your body~”

“Tell me about it…”

As I sat, utterly dejected and battered by Luna’s monstrous strength, Mason chuckled, looking as if he was enjoying a show. Having analyzed my blood over the past few months, Mason, who had managed to interpret the nanoweare’s operational methods and form, was now marveling at the 6th-generation operating system right before his eyes.

Even in the eyes of a technician like Mason, it meant the Cerberus was something astonishing enough to make his eyes spin. As I pushed away Mason, who seemed restless with the urge to tear apart its internal structure immediately, Luna leaned her hand on the table in front of me and let out a deep sigh.

It wasn’t bad appreciating the cleavage that was barely contained within her bartender uniform, seemingly on the verge of bursting forth, but Luna, as if sensing something, started sniffing around me, sniff-sniff.

“Sigh… Hmm? Wait a minute, I smell a woman…”

In my tumultuous, chaotic, storm-bringing escort mission tale, I had hidden the wet, abundant sex with Kathleen, but she found out by smell! I showered before coming here, though we did it again midway.

“You don’t mean… with that Kathleen person…”

“No, Luna! This is a misunderstanding.”

“Right. What sort of unbelievable misunderstanding could I possibly have about our lecherous John? You’ll tell me yourself, won’t you?”

Luna smiled sweetly, but I felt my already chilled spine grow even colder and swallowed hard.

“Actually, I had a ton of sex from morning till night. Her breasts were super big like yours, so it felt great.”

“…Are you really insane?”

“No! Seriously, if you saw her, you’d have to admit it too!”

Luna and I squabbled, tumbling noisily around the shop. Of course, I was instantly put in a back mount and completely subdued, but at the impactful image of Kathleen’s soft breasts, which I desperately conveyed as being comparable to Luna’s own, even Luna, as if enchanted, lowered her fist.

“Oh… they’re really huge…”

“Super hot, right?”

Mason, watching the two suddenly watching a sex video together with sparkling eyes, shook his head. Of course, Luna’s act of pretending to be angry while secretly looking forward to such incidents and extorting John’s sex video files to use for masturbation was amusing, but…

“I wish you two would just have sex soon~”

It seemed a long viewing session was about to begin, so Mason changed the shop’s signboard display to ‘CLOSE’.