episode_0105

[“Around 9:13 AM today, an estimated 10,000,000 joules explosion occurred in the upper floors of the headquarters of the Irish megacorp Rossmore Classic Vultures, causing part of the building to collapse…”]

Eleven hours after the surprisingly minor and adorable incident where Ayakashi’s sub-executive came and immediately started punching Dojun, causing a scuffle.

On the paid channels, this shocking incident in the upper city was being loudly discussed all day long, as if it were a scoop they hadn’t seen in ages.

Some said it was a suicide bombing by a terrorist who harbored resentment towards Rossmore…

…or sabotage by a rival company displeased with Rossmore’s actions… or a misfire of military cyberware that Rossmore was secretly testing. With such rumors rampant, it was natural for the city’s atmosphere to become agitated.

“Ugh~! When is he coming~!”

Regardless, those who knew the truth were burning with impatience and suffering in silence for other reasons.

Gulp- gulp-

An Asian woman with a youthful appearance, who, at a glance, was cool and refreshing, downed the bubbling carbonated liquid from a glass full of ice in one gulp.

The pure white fox ears on her head pressed flat against her hair as she tilted her head back.

“Khyaah~ One more!”

Yuki, the white fox who was the mascot and leader of K.I.T.S.U.N.E, a big shot in Japantown, emptied a rather large highball glass in one go, then let out a thrilling gasp, trembling her hands and body.

The tremor traveled upwards, vibrating even the fox ears on her head, reaching a peak at their tips. Then, she shoved the still-chilly glass against Luna’s cheek, who had been watching the news.

“…That’s cold! And do you even know how many bottles of whiskey and gin you’ve emptied by yourself?”

“Buttt! Jun got dragged to Ayakashiiii! This anxiety! I can’t stand it without drinking alcohol!”

Even though Luna had greatly increased the beverage ratio to fill her up before she got too drunk, fearing she’d overdrink, this drunkard had already emptied three bottles of whiskey and gin combined. Luna shook her head in disbelief, wondering how it all fit into her thin stomach.

“He’s the one who got taken, so why are you guys causing a ruckus?!”

Yuki, who was clinging to her, whining for more alcohol, seemingly feeling tipsy, and Kana, who had been drinking at an incomparable pace despite Yuki’s enormous speed, and had finally passed out, leaning upside down against the back of the sofa, demonstrating her incredible spinal flexibility.

Grumbling, Luna sighed deeply and picked up the alcohol and drinks again.

Perhaps it was because this was a megacorp’s VIP lounge.

They could freely use real spirits made in a rather traditional way, not cheap chemical alcohol flavored with additives or sweeteners mimicking chemical components of alcohol, so even moderately mixed drinks tasted good.

‘Is that why they drink so much?’

Luna momentarily glared at the liquor bottles, trying to find the culprit behind these drunkards’ antics, but the soul of a bartender, honed over 10 years, would not forgive simply making a cocktail ‘moderately’.

This meant that Luna had, in the end, helped Yuki get another sweet and delicious supply of alcohol.

“Ehehe~”

Press- press-

As the alcohol circulated through her body again, Yuki, now in a good mood, clung persistently to Luna and started kneading a certain area.

A soft, warm, and plush sensation.

Ah! This rare blessing from God existing in this chillingly cold world, under the force of the pressing, crumpled like a cushion, then undulated and flowed back into its original shape.

“Why are you touching my chest again…”

Press- press-

“It feels good to touch it..!”

Luna clenched her fist, then released it, at the white fox’s tyranny, who, despite her drunken, unfocused eyes, gleamed mischievously while kneading her chest.

Perhaps it was because, in that sight, she felt like she was looking at her old friend.

Recalling Dojun, who always had cat-like eyes, eagerly eyeing Luna’s breasts, Yuki repeatedly pushed firmly against her chest, and Luna decided to just let her be.

It wasn’t like they would wear out anyway.

“They say you become like the people you like, so it must be true… even the perverted tendencies.”

“Aren’t you, Luna, also just as fond of Jun~? And when it comes to pervertedness, you’re the most~”

“Ugh..!”

That hit the nail on the head.

It was quite a twisted preference, having a fetish for masturbating while watching the man she liked have sex with other women.

Moreover, she even shared a “thank you” review of the sex with the person involved.

‘Come to think of it… I must seem incredibly weird in the head, right?’

Even in an era where all sorts of unspeakable preferences were rampant, Luna’s particular taste was quite… down-and-dirty.

Luna broke out in a cold sweat, recalling once again that she had never actually slept with the man she liked.

Yuki subtly smiled in satisfaction at Luna’s appearance, who, in many ways, always outdid her and her sister Kana.

Of course, she didn’t stop the addictive act of pressing-pressing those brown, squishy breasts.

“But Luna, why don’t you do it with Jun?”

“…Do what?”

“You really don’t know~?”

“…”

A direct question.

Luna, who was already in a cold sweat doing self-reflection and escaping into bartending, opened and closed her mouth soundlessly at the question, as if she had lost her words this time.

Watching Luna, Yuki narrowed her eyes and buried her chin in Luna’s brown valley, which exuded an unbelievably deep and suggestive body scent.

To be honest, while Yuki and Kana had been appealing strongly to Dojun, it wasn’t that they didn’t acknowledge Luna’s position.

She had supported him for a full 10 years, guided him onto the path of a mercenary when he had completely collapsed, and was someone with whom he shared a deep connection.

It was obvious to anyone watching that they liked each other.

Luna was taking an ambiguous stance, neither pushing him away nor embracing him, so Dojun was merely respecting her wishes and holding back. If there were even a small positive sign, wouldn’t he cross the line and even go on a honeymoon?

‘I’m jealous~’

Though he had looked at her and Kana with affection and loved them amidst their physical advances, it was clear where the needle of greater affection pointed.

If they had started from the same line, the greatest affection would be…

Such an “if”-like, bad thought swirled in Yuki’s mind, but she neatly folded it away.

“Why… don’t I do it?”

“Yeah. You like Jun, don’t you, Luna? It must be love. And it’s obvious Jun loves you too… If it’s really a matter of preference, I guess I can’t say anything, but? It doesn’t seem like that~”

“Mmm…”

Yuki’s body, with her lower jaw buried in Luna’s cleavage, felt a bit oppressively squeezed.

This was because Luna, seemingly lost in thought, stopped moving the glasses on the table over Yuki’s head and began to hug Yuki as if she were a large plush doll, swaying her body.

Then, she somehow opened her mouth, muttering to herself as if confiding in a beloved doll.

“Because there’s something I have to do… And that thing is incredibly dangerous. I’ll probably die 99% of the time. But what if I get serious with him and then I die? I just want him to be less sad when I’m gone…”

Perhaps she thought she was talking to a completely drunkard.

Or perhaps she herself had gotten drunk slowly, like being soaked by a drizzle, from the alcohol she was sipping while making highballs.

With a muffled voice, Luna needlessly averted her gaze into the air, even though there was no one directly meeting her eyes.

Why would she, in the first place, like a man who touched this woman and that woman, acting like a playboy?

Certainly, the only ones with whom he had romantic feelings were these drunken fox twins who were with her, and the Rossmore Chairman.

Even if that wasn’t the case, the women he had been intimate with included Mason, a shapeshifter (for whatever reason), and several unnamed women he skillfully seduced during missions…

She had turned a blind eye, even though she had gotten a little angry and vented, because she thought that if he was a bit promiscuous like this, his empty spot might be filled quickly by other people.

Luna’s voice carried a sadness, as if she had returned to her teenage years attending a Genotech-affiliated school.

Breaking through the negativity, which was so profound one might want to recommend the pituitary gland cleansing procedure being advertised, was neither Yuki, who was snuggled into her arms, nor the black fox Kana, who had been sound asleep in an acrobatic pose on the sofa just moments ago.

“Are you seriously missing something upstairs?”

“Huh?”

At the sudden harsh words, Luna’s eyes widened.

With the unexpected criticism, her usual sharp and fierce aura seemed to evaporate, leaving her looking very foolish.

“You’ve known Jun for 10 years and you still don’t know what kind of person he is? Ugh…”

It was good that she stood up proudly, her ears and tail erect, delivering her sharp remark, but perhaps the alcohol inside her and her strange sleeping posture weren’t good for her balance, as Kana stumbled once, grabbed the table, and then carelessly picked up one of the bottles within reach and poured it down her throat.

“Oops, that’s not water, it’s vodka…”

At the sight of her sister chugging the strong liquor like water, Yuki shrugged and went back to pressing-pressing Luna’s chest.

“Phew… Jun? From the verryy first time we met! He took bullets for us! And when he was attacked by soldiers! Didn’t you see him rush in recklessly and fight!?”

“Wow~ This is the first time I’ve seen Kana’s tongue twisted. Usually, I’m the one who gets drunk first, so I haven’t seen it~”

“…”

Her words were barely intelligible, having chugged strong liquor from the bottle while already drunk.

But Luna, understanding the meaning, fell deep into thought.

And she recalled the spine-chilling boldness and outrageous courage Dojun had shown since becoming a mercenary.

To be honest, it hadn’t been long since she discovered that unexpected side of Dojun.

Because the Dojun she knew was always just an ordinary salaryman, exploited by a black company, working day by day and shortening his lifespan.

“Think about it! Jun… if he said! ‘I’m going somewhere dangerous, so don’t follow!’ Do you think he wouldn’t come!?”

“…”

However, even having watched him for not a very long time, she could easily deduce his answer.

‘What the hell, let’s go together.’

He’d probably grin without a single moment of hesitation, brush himself off, stand up, and boastfully urge them to go immediately, whether he had thought it through or understood the situation was unclear.

Just as Kana said, he was the kind of guy who wouldn’t hesitate to take a few bullets to save a woman he’d just met, even if she was just a client, so how much more so for her?

“Yeah… you’re right.”

It was such an easy answer that she felt foolish for having worried and procrastinated all this time.

Or perhaps she had been hoping someone would say it for her.

“How dare you..! This huge thing..!”

Press- press-

Thus, the number of hands pressing her chest like a toy increased by two.

Now, from left and right, her breasts swelled and undulated as if being pounded like rice cakes, flowing outwards.

Kana joined the chest-kneading expedition, beginning to ‘raid’ these impossibly large breasts alongside Yuki.

Is this really that fun?

“Haha. Do as you please.”

At the persistent kneading, tinged with jealousy, Luna chuckled with a sigh, feeling foolish herself.

And then, with a clatter, the door to the room opened.

“…”

“…”

“…”

“Hmm? Hahaha! I seem to have intruded while you were having a good time. Should I come back later?”

The executive awkwardly raised his hat and ate a donut.