A Wild Weekend and the Dark Merchant
I felt a bit weird about continuing to thrust my hips while Aris had passed out and fallen asleep, so I slipped her panties back on. It was only 10:30 PM, too early to sleep, and I remembered there was a cocktail bar on the 100th floor two levels down that offered a view of the Tokyo nightscape. I got dressed and headed down. Just in case Aris woke up worried, I sent her a Line message saying I was going down for a quick drink.
I wasn't exactly a cocktail expert, but I loved a crisp, sweet mojito, so I ordered one and sipped it while gazing out at the glittering Tokyo skyline. Tokyo Tower happened to be perfectly framed in my view, making the scene even more spectacular.
“Are you here alone?”
A woman with chestnut hair wearing a deep-cut red dress approached me. She must have come from some event. Her breasts were quite large—definitely a C-cup. This was the first time I'd ever been hit on by a woman. Was this what they called the power of a handsome face?
“If you're asking about TERT, then no. If you're asking about this cocktail bar, then yes.”
“Hmm… And your partner?”
“She's sleeping quite happily. I came down for a drink before bed.”
She was stroking my shoulder suggestively as she asked, so I answered honestly.
“I'll keep you company while you drink. My name is Hoshino Riho.”
“Hoshino Riho?”
Hoshino Riho was one of Japan's top actresses in her thirties. She was known for her incredible acting range, effortlessly switching between seductive allure and pure innocence, and she had a string of massive hits to her name. And this woman was talking to me out of nowhere?
I hadn't looked closely at her face earlier, only noticing her outfit, but now that I did, it really was Hoshino Riho.
“Ah, sorry. I'm Taira Ryuta.”
“Taira?”
This time it was Hoshino Riho's turn to look surprised. It made sense—this TERT belonged to Taira Entertainment, after all.
“Um… You can just think of me as the youngest nephew of Taira Kokoro. I've only met her face-to-face twice, though.”
“Hehe… Is that so?”
Before I knew it, Hoshino Riho had taken the seat beside me and was sipping a red cocktail with a cherry in it.
“Did you know? You smell absolutely wonderful.”
“I don't really wear cologne, though?”
It wasn't exactly a lie. I'd drunk that permanent perfume, but I hadn't sprayed any on. Aris hadn't said anything about it, so I'd assumed it only raised my charm stat without producing a noticeable scent. Had it finally metabolized and started giving off a smell?
“It's my natural body scent.”
I rolled up my sleeve and offered my forearm. Hoshino Riho inhaled deeply, like someone taking a hit of a drug. It was strangely erotic.
“It really is. Most people spray perfume on their wrists, but this comes naturally from your forearm.”
“If it smells good, that's all that matters.”
“It's like perfume to me.”
She tilted her neck toward me, as if inviting me to smell her too. Hmm… Was she testing me?
I leaned in, burying my nose against Hoshino Riho's neck just as she had done to me, and breathed in her scent deeply. The mix of her pheromones, perfume, and the faint trace of sweat… It was the kind of aroma that could drive any man wild.
Because I'd been interrupted when Aris passed out before I could finish, I was still half-aroused. The stimulation of her scent made me get hard again—rock hard, in fact.
“You must use really good perfume.”
“Apparently so. Judging by… this reaction.”
As she answered, Hoshino Riho's hand discreetly slid down and grasped my cock. She flinched slightly as she felt its size, then broke into a sly smile. Was this an act? Her expression was so seductive that my erection grew even harder.
“No wonder your partner is sleeping so contentedly.”
Hoshino Riho finished the rest of her cocktail. She plucked the cherry stem, placed it between her lips, and pulled it free. Then she cupped my face with both hands and slipped the cherry into my mouth.
A cherry kiss. First time for that.
I didn't resist and accepted Hoshino Riho's kiss. The cherry made it taste sweetly delicious.
“Haa… Since you've taken my cherry, you have to grant me a request.”
She was the one who put it in my mouth, yet here she was making demands. I couldn't help but chuckle in disbelief.
“What kind of request?”
“You need to have another drink with me. In my room.”
“Does this cocktail bar do takeout?”
“Of course.”
Hoshino Riho gently took my wrist with her soft hand and pulled me to my feet. She ordered a Manhattan from the bartender while I got another mojito to go. So that red cocktail with the cherry was a Manhattan. They poured it into a plastic cup with a lid, and soon my mojito arrived in an identical one.
Her room was on the 107th floor—higher than the 102nd floor where Aris and I were staying. The higher elevation seemed to come with an even nicer room. It was room number two.
The moment we entered, Hoshino Riho seemed to forget all about having another drink. She set the cocktails aside and immediately pressed herself against me, initiating a deep kiss.
I practically tore her clothes off. As expected of a top actress, Hoshino Riho's body was stunning. It wasn't quite the model-like figure Aris had, but it was impeccably maintained. With those large breasts and that beautiful face, any man would drool over her.
I took one of her light brown nipples into my mouth and teased it with my tongue. She threw her head back with a sharp cry. “Kyaaahng!” Her sensitivity was impressive.
Hoshino Riho spread her long legs into an M-shape, proudly displaying her pussy. I lowered myself slightly to get a better look. It was worth showing off—a moist, pink pussy that looked remarkably youthful for a woman in her thirties. The scent wasn't bad either, and when I licked it, the taste was quite pleasant.
I continued licking while rubbing her clitoris with my fingers. She writhed and squirmed in pleasure.
“Haaauuung~! You're so good! Hahng!”
After giving her enough foreplay, I pushed my rock-hard, flushed cock into her pussy. Hoshino Riho watched with eyes full of both fear and anticipation as my shaft penetrated her.
“I've never had anything this big before…! Haaauuup!”
She let out a choked moan and clung to me, raking her nails down my back. It stung a bit, but my regeneration would take care of it.
“How is it? Feel good?”
“Ah, ahhhaaaang! It hurts, but it feels so good! Ryuta-san's huge cock is delicious!”
She kept switching between saying it hurt and saying it tasted good. Not sure which one to follow, I just fucked her the way I wanted. She seemed to love it, screaming that she was going to die from pleasure.
“Haaang! I'm gonna cum!”
“I'm getting close too. Where should I finish?”
“Haaang! I have an IUD, so cum inside me~!”
An IUD—intrauterine device for contraception. Just how much sex did she have to need one of those permanently? Well, for me, creampies were always welcome. There was something deeply satisfying about the feeling of conquering a woman.
Thrust! Thrust!
I wasn't sure how many times I'd cum today, but my ejaculation was still powerful. Hoshino Riho, trembling at the peak of her orgasm, stroked her lower belly and murmured.
“Haaang! It's so good… So warm…”
When I lay beside her and fondled her breasts, she whined playfully.
“Haaang! You're just going to get me worked up if you're not going to do it again~!”
“Who said I wasn't going to do it again?”
Her eyes widened at my words. After that, I made sure to fuck Hoshino Riho until she passed out too.
I returned to the room where Aris was sleeping and passed out until 9 AM the next morning. Aris woke up looking refreshed too, stretching with a big yawn. We ordered room service for breakfast, then had some morning exercise in the form of morning sex.
“Kazuhiro's match is at 3, so we can have lunch around 1 and head over.”
After soaking in the hot bath until we were nice and warm, we lounged on the bed. Aris said she was craving pizza, so we went to TERT's Western restaurant and ordered an American-style combination pizza with cola. She called it her soul food.
Apparently, being rich meant she rarely got to eat pizza. Her parents considered it low-class food and hardly ever let her order it. As for me, back in Korea before I possessed this body, pizza was expensive, so I only ate it during heavy discount promotions or stuck to value brands like Pizza Friends. Looking through Taira Ryuta's memories, pizza was insanely expensive in Japan too. An L-size was over 3,000 yen, which was quite a hefty price.
After finishing the pizza, we left TERT and headed to Ajinomoto Stadium, home of Tokyo FC. The stadium was quite far to the west of central Tokyo, but since it was Sunday, traffic wasn't too bad.
On the way, I checked Tokyo FC's starting lineup on my smartphone. Kazuhiro wasn't in the starting eleven and was riding the bench. Still, he'd confidently told me he'd definitely play, so he'd probably come on as a substitute.
When we arrived and showed the tickets Kazuhiro had sent, we were seated in the players' family section with an excellent view.
“Oh, Taira-san?”
I turned to see who was greeting me. It was Kagawa Umi, Kazuhiro's current girlfriend. I greeted her and introduced Aris.
“Oh my, your girlfriend is so beautiful~!”
“Hehe! Thank you. You're pretty too, Kagawa-san~.”
Aris was clearly saying what she thought the other woman wanted to hear. I left the two of them to chat and focused on the game. The opposing team was Kashiwa Reysol, a club from Chiba.
The Taira family's roots were in Chiba, so should I root for Kashiwa Reysol? Or since I was from Tokyo in this life, should I support Tokyo FC? After thinking it over, I decided to cheer for Tokyo FC since my friend was on the team.
“I used to play soccer a bit back in school too.”
“Really? Do you have any pictures in your uniform?”
“Me too, me too! I wanna see~!”
Aris dug through her phone and showed us a photo of a young Aris in a soccer uniform, making a peace sign. She looked about ten years old. Absolutely adorable.
“You were cute even back then.”
“Hee~ So cute!”
“Hehe, don't flatter me too much~.”
As for soccer in this era, America was emerging as a new powerhouse. Having overtaken baseball in popularity, it had risen to become the third-most popular sport after American football and basketball. With the growing Latin population and strong recent World Cup performances, investment was pouring in.
“Ah, second half is starting!”
Since Kazuhiro still hadn't appeared, we chatted casually while watching. Before we knew it, the second half had begun. A little while later, in the 10th minute of the second half, Kazuhiro finally came on. The score was still 0-0, so the manager seemed to be counting on the unpredictability of the young striker.
Kazuhiro spent a while without touching the ball, just jogging around. Then, in the 37th minute of the second half, he finally got possession.
With the elasticity of a rubber ball, Kazuhiro burst down the flank at incredible speed. The fullback who tried to match his pace was left in the dust. Kazuhiro cut into the corner of the penalty box and charged diagonally toward the goal. It was textbook inside-forward play.
A defender slid in with a sharp tackle to stop him, but Kazuhiro simply sidestepped it and unleashed a shot.
With a solid thump, the ball flew from Kazuhiro's foot. His first shot slipped under the goalkeeper's arm and became the opening goal. The ball spun wildly, ripping through the net with a sharp swish.
The stadium announcer was so excited he practically screamed in celebration of Kazuhiro's goal. Aris reacted with a simple “Wow! He scored!” while Kagawa Umi burst into tears the moment she saw it. They'd only met after he became a pro player, yet anyone watching would think she'd been supporting him through his entire school soccer career.
In the end, Tokyo FC won 1-0, and Kazuhiro was named MVP of the match.