"From now on, you'll work for me. Let's start with you as my pleasure slave."
Ryuji tapped Christie's face with his cock again, then pushed it back into her mouth.
Christie didn't say anything, just obediently complied like before. She took Ryuji's cock into her mouth and then sucked on it while licking it with her tongue. She focused, adapting quickly, using what she could to respond and adjust.
However, unlike her pussy, her mouth clearly hadn't mastered the technique, so it didn't feel particularly special.
Her technique was clearly lacking... unrefined, inexperienced, without any real skill behind it, and it didn't give Ryuji the sensation of being coiled by a snake. This made him realize that her skills she displayed with her pussy were truly innate talent, not because she had practiced before.
"Not good enough. You may have natural talent below, but your oral skills are lacking."
After cumming inside Christie's mouth, Ryuji let go of her white hair. While calmly resetting her restraints and dislocating her joints again with practiced ease, he continued giving instructions.
Hearing this, Christie wanted nothing more than to empty a submachine gun into Ryuji. She was, after all, a well-known female assassin and a top-notch martial artist, and yet he was treating her like a toy!
But...
"Yes, Master. I belong to you."
With a blindfold covering her eyes, Christie said those words with deep affection, then obediently bit into the gag. Ryuji bound her mouth again and stuffed her back into the closet.
The reason Ryuji let her go was simple: It was time to eat.
Ryuji quickly headed into the bathroom, rinsed his body, used his water manipulation to dry his hair, and thoroughly covered his tracks before casually walking out of the room.
Outside, through the window, he saw a group of what looked like American military officers scolding a number of Japanese officials. The Japanese officials looked like high-ranking ones. So, he couldn't help but stop and watch.
The scene was obvious enough, responsibility being pushed around, blame being reassigned.
He didn't bother extending his perception to listen in, that would be boring. Besides, watching the owner venting their anger on the dog was enough for casual entertainment; no need for a closer look.
As the sound of high heels approached, Helena walked over to Ryuji's side.
Although she was still somewhat embarrassed, her face flushing uncontrollably just from being near him, she still spoke up to explain.
"They've blamed everything on a nonexistent Japanese reconnaissance aircraft. They're claiming that it caused them to mistake the situation for an enemy attack, which led to the helicopter crash… and in turn affected this hotel's business. I have to say, this world is much darker than I thought."
She held a glass of wine in her hand. What had happened today made her want to numb herself a little with alcohol.
But unfortunately, aside from a few exceptions, most martial artists had a strong resistance to alcohol. Even if she wanted to get drunk, it was very difficult.
"But the world isn't so dark that it's completely hopeless. And their darkness… isn't that just a manifestation of your power?"
Ryuji replied bluntly, his tone tinged with mockery. Even with all the messy stuff like martial artists and such, Japan's historical position was still the same as on Earth, being treated like a dog by the United States.
Helena nodded.
"Yes, this country is like our backyard. Even though these people had nothing to do with any of this; they were just unlucky. But afterward, they still have to compensate us generously. Even…"
She gave a bitter smile.
"The amount is enough to buy this hotel. And the reason is simply because I'm from the Douglas family, that I'm the future head of DOATEC, and that my family holds several seats in parliament. That's all."
She didn't like this kind of thing, but as the future head of DOATEC, situations like this would keep happening.
And she was powerless to stop it. Even if she tried to stop it, it wouldn't change anything.
Because this was privilege. If she refused it, it would only bring even more trouble to these people.
The statement "that's all" made Ryuji feel amused.
"That's not 'just that.' If your family goes one step further, you'd have enough clout to elect a president."
DOATEC was a conglomerate spanning military industry, real estate, resources and pharmaceuticals. Although the Douglas family was still considered a newcomer by the old aristocratic families, they were still part of that system. While they might not be allowed into the very top circle, getting someone elected president was absolutely within their capability.
Helena truly had the qualifications of an elector; it just wasn't necessary. The people behind the scenes rarely stepped into the spotlight, especially when the president was merely a figurehead.
On the surface, the president seemed to hold supreme power, but in reality, that wasn't the case.
"Let's not even talk about being president. Even if elected, there's not much one can do. All I can really do is try to be kinder to others..."
Helena sighed. Although she didn't know what Ryuji had just been doing, but that aggressive aura from earlier had clearly weakened.
Still, when she noticed his gaze lingering on her chest, she couldn't help but want to cover herself. But in the end, she only placed her hand lightly over the exposed skin there, her face flushed as she looked at him.
After hesitating for a moment, she finally asked the question she really wanted to ask.
"How are you planning to explain this to Miss Mai?"
Although her mother had been Douglas's mistress, she had never actually taught Helena how to become someone else's mistress. She really had no experience in this area and didn't know how to broach the subject with Mai.
Looking at her mother, who had already come out of her room and was now chatting with Mai's mother about desserts, and Marie Rose, who was helping beside them, Helena felt strange.
"Once I've revived the Shiranui-ryū's name, she'll accept it herself. During that time, you can think things through properly and prepare for things like smartphones and wireless network launch... If you need someone killed or my protection, just say so."
Ryuji originally planned to have Christie, the female assassin, protect Helena. After all, he didn't have time to run around constantly.
But controlling Christie is the issue. This female assassin wasn't someone Helena could handle just yet.
She wasn't exactly driven purely by profit, but she was extremely shrewd and adaptable, the kind who always read the situation well.
Ryuji only didn't care because he could suppress her at any time and didn't trust a single word or act from her. But with Helena's kind nature, he doubted she could handle someone like that.
So, he began considering whether to use the power of Satsui no Hado to control her… or perhaps install something like a nano-bomb.
"Hmm... I will. As for Miss Mai, as long as you handle it well... If she wants to marry you, I won't have any objections."
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