The Ripple Effect of the Music Video
In a hotel in Akita City, Akita Prefecture, Mimata Chieri lay on the bed during a brief rest after the battle with Kurotsukidoo. She was scrolling through MyTube when she spotted a familiar face in the thumbnail of a trending video.
“No way…! Hubae-nim, what on earth are you doing in Korea?”
With an expression that was equal parts confusion and anticipation, Mimata Chieri played the music video. When she saw Taira Ryuta dressed in a school uniform from his old high school, her mouth fell slightly open.
“Hubae-nim, you actually look surprisingly good in a uniform, don’t you?”
Mimata Chieri spoke to the screen as if Taira Ryuta were standing right in front of her, continuing to watch the music video. Before she realized it, one of her hands began drifting downward.
For someone with netorare tendencies like Mimata Chieri, watching a video that carried the scent of her beloved Hubae-nim’s romance was intensely arousing.
“Mmm… ahh…! How dare you film something this shameless, Hubae-niiim…♥”
The climax, of course, came during the kiss scene. The forbidden lovers who had never been able to be together finally sharing a kiss—Mimata Chieri found herself furiously fingering her pussy without even realizing it.
“Hyaah…! Haaang! Don’t kiss another woman, pleaseee! But… it’s making me so wet♥”
By the time the music video ended, the only sound in the room was her ragged breathing. Still savoring the afterglow of her orgasm, Mimata Chieri planted a soft kiss on the photo of Taira Ryuta displayed on her phone.
“Really…! When you come back, Hubae-nim, I’m going to ask you every single detail about how that actress’s kiss felt…”
Mimata Chieri pulled a wet wipe from the box on the bedside table, cleaned her hand, and stood up. Since she had just relieved herself quite satisfactorily, she planned to shower and go to bed. But the moment she got up to wash, someone began pounding on the door.
“Come in.”
“Excuse me, President!”
It was Onaga Koki, the vice president of East Weapon and the overall commander of this operation—a sturdy, forty-five-year-old man.
“What’s the matter?”
“Kurotsukidoo… has launched a surprise attack on Daisen City!”
Daisen was where Taira Foods had its main headquarters. Kurotsukidoo’s forces in the north had been held in check by defensive lines at Akita City and Senboku City, with rear support coming from Daisen. What the hell had happened?
“The Akita sector we’re responsible for is still intact, and I haven’t heard anything about Senboku City being breached. How could Daisen have been taken by surprise?”
At Mimata Chieri’s question, Onaga Koki answered with a grim expression.
“It appears they crossed over from Iwate Prefecture.”
“You’re telling me that even though Minamoto and Taira have been bitter enemies for ages, the Minamoto opened the way for Kurotsukidoo?”
Iwate Prefecture stretched along the eastern side of Akita and was home to numerous Minamoto Group factories. Throughout their long feud, an unwritten rule had existed on the mainland that they would never lend strength to outside enemies. That was why they hadn’t paid much attention to the Iwate side—until this disaster occurred.
“Let’s head to the command center first.”
“Yes, everyone is already gathered.”
Mimata Chieri and Onaga Koki left the room. If the main base in Daisen fell, all the achievements they had made so far would vanish, and they would be caught in a pincer attack from both Daisen and northern Akita Prefecture. They needed to come up with a solution as quickly as possible.
In a TERT building in Minato Ward, Tokyo, Aris Fitzgerald slipped into her quarters through the window. Moving with the stealthy, fluid grace of a feline, she opened the window and entered, then casually tossed the golden Buddha statue she was carrying onto the floor.
“Haa…”
With a sigh, she unzipped her black tights, revealing her pure white skin. Beneath the tights, she had been completely naked.
“I should shower first… and put the statue away later.”
Status: Exhausted but satisfied
Acquired: Golden Buddha Statue (High-value target)
Mood: Playful, slightly horny
The black tights dropped to the floor with a soft thud. In the moonlit room, Aris Fitzgerald’s naked body was revealed. Bathed in the cool blue moonlight, her primordial form was breathtakingly beautiful—like something out of a painting.
“Hmm? I have an alarm.”
Aris Fitzgerald checked the notification from MyTube. It was news that the music video for Ahn Ha-yeon—the Korean singer she had liked for a long time—was being released early today.
“Ryuta’s in Korea right now too… what a coincidence… huh?”
Her muttering stopped as she launched the app. The thumbnail clearly showed someone she knew. It was Taira Ryuta—the man she had slept with just a week ago—featured prominently on the thumbnail of her favorite singer’s music video.
What the hell was going on? With slightly trembling fingers, Aris clicked on the thumbnail.
~♪ ~♬
After the song ended, a single tear rolled down Aris Fitzgerald’s right cheek.
“Hic… ugh…! It was such a beautiful story, such a beautiful song…”
Although Aris was a model, she had friends who acted and had considered entering the acting world herself, so she didn’t seem particularly bothered by the kiss scene with Taira Ryuta.
She simply kept replaying the video, focusing on the parts where the song and Ryuta appeared. After watching it on repeat for a long time, Aris picked up her phone and headed to the shower. It looked like she planned to keep listening to the song even while washing.
“When Ryuta gets back from Korea, I’m definitely getting his autograph…!”
It seemed Aris Fitzgerald had suddenly developed a fan-crush on Taira Ryuta.
At the Human Resources Development Center in Yotsukaido City, Chiba Prefecture, Taira Yukiko received a report from her secretary, Ikehara Koyuki.
Ikehara Koyuki was briefing her on the executive training plan for this quarter.
“That covers the executive training matters… and this is unrelated to the center, but it concerns Young Master Ryuta.”
“Ryuta? What happened? Don’t tell me he got into some kind of accident in Korea…?”
Ikehara Koyuki hesitated awkwardly before handing over the tablet with a certain screen already displayed. The tablet showed MyTube. Taira Yukiko, who had completely misunderstood the situation, quickly hit play.
~♪ ~♬
“Ah!”
What appeared on the screen was nothing like what Taira Yukiko had imagined. She had expected some kind of news report, but instead it was a music video.
For a brief moment she looked flustered, but soon she couldn’t tear her eyes away from the screen, as if she had been sucked in. Ikehara Koyuki had already seen it once, but she quietly watched the music video together with Taira Yukiko.
“Aah!”
During the alleyway scene where he beat up the delinquents, she felt as if she herself were being rescued. When Ryuta appeared holding a university acceptance letter and smiling, it felt like their forbidden love was finally being acknowledged.
“....”
“....”
After the music video ended, the two remained silent for a while.
“I-I’ll contact Ryuta directly and ask him what this is about.”
“Understood, Director. I’ll take my leave now.”
At Taira Yukiko’s words, Ikehara Koyuki bowed and left the director’s office. Taira Yukiko immediately accessed MyTube on her computer and played the music video again.
“Hmm…!”
It was certainly an excellent music video worthy of admiration, but something about it didn’t sit right with Taira Yukiko. Her complaint was that the old-style Korean school uniform completely failed to highlight the charm of her precious son, Taira Ryuta.
Taira Yukiko searched the internet for stores that sold school uniforms, ordered the exact uniform from Edogawa Municipal High School that Ryuta had actually worn, and also purchased several other uniforms she thought would suit him better.
“When he comes back from Korea, I’ll make him wear these… ufufu!”
Her face flushed as she muttered to herself, clearly entertaining some lewd thoughts. The more she thought about Taira Ryuta, the more she missed him.
“Ryuta… I miss you…”
With sad eyes, Taira Yukiko murmured and reached into her pocket, pulling something out. It was the underwear Taira Ryuta had last changed into at the Human Resources Development Center residence.
She pressed it to her nose like an oxygen mask and inhaled deeply, savoring the scent of her son that still lingered on the fabric. With one hand holding the underwear to her face, she slipped the other hand under her skirt and began to masturbate.
“Haa…! Haa… Ryuta, I miss you… Ryuta…♥”
In the director’s office of the Human Resources Development Center, the sound of the music video mixed with Taira Yukiko’s panting breaths. The one fortunate thing for her was that the room’s soundproofing was top-tier, so her secretary Ikehara Koyuki outside couldn’t hear those obscene moans.
In a certain location in Chiba City, Chiba Prefecture, inside the massive mansion where Taira Danjo, chairman of the Taira Group, lived, the man’s furious voice thundered through the halls.
“You idiot! I clearly told you not to show your face because I had plans for it, and you went and filmed a music video?”
Taira Danjo slammed his fist on the desk in rage. Taira Shizuku, who had been knitting beside him, let out a soft chuckle at the sight.
“Our grandson is so handsome that if he really doesn’t want to show his face, he’d have to wear a mask everywhere. What kind of impossible order is that?”
“It’s the best way to piss off that bastard Minamoto Ushin!”
Watching her stubborn husband continue to fume, Taira Shizuku smiled.
“People can’t recognize someone if they change just a little. Besides, if it’s someone who doesn’t know him personally, it’s even harder to tell. If you give him a tan and dye his hair, no one will recognize him. So stop getting angry, dear.”
“Hmm… Is that so?”
Only after hearing Taira Shizuku’s words did Taira Danjo finally calm down. Yes, just as she said, if he completely transformed, even people who knew him personally would have trouble recognizing him.
“Hehehe…! They keep irritating me, but they’ll learn that the real strike is the one that comes later… Just wait a little longer, Minamoto Ushin…”
“What are you muttering about like some scheming old man? I want to watch our handsome grandson’s face one more time, so be quiet!”
Scolded by Taira Shizuku, Taira Danjo left the room looking dejected. The sound of the music video’s song drifted through the room behind him.
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