After ten minutes of explanation, Yuu Hoshimiya successfully quelled Maya Tachibana's curiosity. He pulled her soft, boneless body into his arms, letting her rest against his chest while he stroked her back, soothing her after the intense tremors of her climax. Maya leaned into him with a look of utter contentment, her eyes fixed on his with a lingering, unshakeable love. Both her body and soul had been thoroughly conquered.
Taking advantage of the moment, Yuu laid out his training plans and relevant arrangements. Maya shifted her posture with a slight wince, tracing circles on his chest while draping one long, muscular leg over his abdomen to entwine herself with him.
"Since it's your command, Boss, I'll do my best," she whispered. Being a bodyguard or an instructor made no difference to her; it was far better than the life of an assassin, constantly licking blood from a blade.
Yuu kissed her cheek and added, "Good. You and Ayako can handle the specifics. If anyone refuses to participate, don't force them—just let me know."
Though he said that, Yuu doubted anyone would refuse. Those he contracted were elite talents who knew a good opportunity when they saw one. As for the women under the "Chain of Fate," they would be the second batch. If any of them proved lazy or resistant, he'd just have to use a bit of "Carrot and Big Stick" energy—and in his case, the carrot and the stick were both his own "big stick."
They talked until Maya drifted off into a peaceful sleep. Yuu checked his phone; the plan was for three hours, but it had only taken two. He decided to take a short nap with the sexy assassin. When she eventually woke up—her assassin training giving her excellent recovery—Yuu didn't push for a second round. Her "cockpit" was still slightly swollen, and it was time for him to head to the little witch's house.
As he moved to get up, Maya clung to his waist, her naked body pressed flush against him. Yuu couldn't help himself; he reached under her arms to cup those massive, heavy breasts and stroked the length of her smooth thighs. Breast, legs, ass—the three pillars of a "Top-Tier Ride"—and he had full access to all of them.
He leaned down for a final, deep kiss. Maya responded fervently, her body reacting once more to his touch. She hid her blushing face in his chest, then looked up with her mouth slightly open, eyes full of anticipation. Yuu guided her hand to "Little Yuu," and she began to stroke the fierce dragon with practiced rhythm.
"Maya, I have a little time... want to go again?"
Her breathing hitched, and she squeezed him tighter. She remembered the waves of pleasure from before, and her slit grew damp, but the lingering soreness won out. "No, Boss... it still hurts a bit. Next time..."
"Fair enough!" Yuu chuckled, giving her breasts a final squeeze.
The next few days settled into a busy but rewarding routine. Afternoon magic lessons with Akane, dinners with Ran and the girls, and nightly teleportation trips to Akemi Miyano's place to "fuse" while little loli Ai watched from the sidelines.
On the third night, Eri Kisaki brought up the Sawaki Kohei case over dinner. Thanks to her intervention, the sommelier had been formally arrested. She had turned the poisoned chocolates over for testing and pushed the police to investigate, leading them to find Murakami Jo's body buried in Sawaki's yard.
Conan and Kogoro had been involved, but only Conan felt something was "off" about Eri's perfect timing and reasoning. However, since the result was correct, he eventually let it go. Sawaki would likely get ten years for a single murder—a far cry from the massacre he had planned. Yuu didn't care; by the time the man got out, the "Grand Finale" would be long over.
While the girls chatted excitedly about the case, Yuu checked his system. Unfortunately, because his direct involvement was minimal, he hadn't gathered enough Destiny Points for a reward. However, he was nearing the next level. After contracting Maya, the progress bar sat at 35%.
Since the system didn't give a reward, Yuu decided to collect his own "payment" from those he had saved: the model Nana Osanai and the entrepreneur Katsuyoshi Asahi. For Nana, the price was her body. For Asahi, it was his "Aquacrystal" underwater resort.
With Ayako handling the logistics through the Suzuki Group's influence, the process was swift. Asahi, though a famous businessman, was a speck compared to the Suzuki zaibatsu. He would fall in line. Nana, being a model, was even easier to summon.
The next night, Yuu arrived at a presidential suite at the Beika Hotel. Nana Osanai arrived at 9:00 PM, fully made-up and wearing a stunning, sexy dress. She froze when she saw the handsome young man in the room.
"Nana-san, you've finally arrived," Yuu chuckled.
"Who are you?" she asked, confused. She had expected a middle-aged mogul, not a handsome youth.
"You aren't mistaken. I'm the 'Big Figure' you came to see." Yuu surveyed her. Her face was pretty, but her true charm lay in her incredible proportions: a swan-like neck, perky breasts, a waist you could encircle with your hands, and pair of white, straight, impossibly long legs. Even in a world full of beauties, those legs were top-tier—the kind that turned a runway into a slaughterhouse.
Nana felt a wave of relief. If she had to be "sponsored," she'd much rather it be a handsome stud than a wrinkly old man. She was a virgin, and since she couldn't resist the Suzuki Group's pressure, this was the best possible outcome.
Yuu decided to raise her favorability before the main event to ensure she cooperated fully. "Nana-san, I assume you know by now that Sawaki Kohei intended to murder you?"