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“And what’s a pretty girl like you doing in a place like this?”
Inui stopped walking, turning around slowly to face the speaker.
It was dark outside, and the only light source came from the signs from the buildings on the street.
There were three men behind her, all over 6ft tall, towering over her 5’6 frame. The middle one was quite muscular, while the one on the right had a lanky build with some muscle, and the one on the left had a build in between the two men.
Inui tilted her head at them.
It wasn’t uncommon for her to get attention, especially when she dressed up in her usual getup.
She only put on a hint of makeup, with the thing standing out on her face being her dark red lipstick. She wore it like that to keep the attention off her scar over her left eye.
Her long blonde hair, which she wore down, reached just past her shoulders. She always kept a hair tie on her right wrist in case she needed to fight. She was thinking about cutting it short soon.
She wore a short black skirt that reached just past her thighs. She tended not to wear any tights, as it restricted her fighting. It wasn’t exactly uncommon for her to flash people, and for them to get a view of the lace underwear she usually wore. Today the colour was white.
On the top half of her body, she wore a leather jacket that was slightly baggy on her, and under it, a white tank top that hugged her C-Cup breasts, and it was so tight, that you could see the outline of her lace bra. She was wearing the matching set today.
And to top it all off, she wore her signature black stiletto 6-inch-heals.
The men approached her, suddenly surrounding her on all sides.
The middle man made his move, putting his right arm around her shoulders, and his left hand on her thigh, creeping up her skirt.
“Don’t you know it’s dangerous out here at this time of night? Why don’t you come with me and my friends? We’ll protect you,” he offered.
The two men eagerly nodded their heads in agreement. One of the men was looking at her breasts, while the other was looking at the hand that was practically touching her.
“Oi, what’s the hold-up?”
The three men looked towards the voice, which was by the entrance to a restaurant a few meters away.
It was Koko.
“Hey man, we found her first, now scram,” the middle man snarled.
Koko stayed where he was, eyes narrowing.
“Inupi, you know the boss doesn’t like to be kept waiting,” his cold voice echoed through the near-empty street.
“What the hell are you talking about, man–,” the middle man was interrupted by a hard punch to the face.
The other two men scrambled back in fear.
Inui shook her hand out as she watched the man fall to the ground unconscious from just one hit.
If the men were more observant, they would have noticed the lean muscle that surrounded her entire body. Then again, Inui’s pale body appeared soft in certain lighting.
The two men jumped apart as Inui slowly walked past them, her heels clicking on the sidewalk.
She walked over to Koko, who had a dark look on his face. He let Inui pass by him and walk into the restaurant, following behind her as soon as she entered.
The two men stood frozen on the street, their boss still on the ground.
“Jealous much?” she spoke, as Koko placed a possessive arm around her waist. He let out a scoff, which was all the answer she needed.
She mentally prepared herself for the sex they would be having tonight. Koko did not tolerate anyone else touching her but him.
They passed by Takemichi, who was wearing a long-sleeved tight black lacy dress that reached her thighs and bright red heels. She had her short wavy hair down to her shoulders, and unlike Inui, Takemichi loved to wear makeup.
Chifuyu, her right-hand man, had her pressed against the wall, possessively making out with her.
“Break it up you two,” Koko drawled, “You don’t want Hanma or Kisaki catching you.”
Takemichi let out a moan in disappointment, before sighing and gently pushing Chifuyu away from her. Chifuyu let out a soft groan, pulling away from her and glaring at Koko.
Koko just smirked in return.
They quickly composed themselves, and all four of them walked to the meeting room together.
The first thing Inui spotted was Hakkai, her boss, sitting on top of Mitsuya's lap. He was one of the Toman executives that she and Koko saw the most, as Hakkai had been dating him since High School.
Hakkai wore her long blue hair up in a high ponytail, and today, she was wearing a lilac purple dress (most likely made by Mitsuya) that left little to the imagination and looked lovely against her tan skin.
Hakkai had the largest breasts between the three girls, with her size being DD, while Takemichi’s was a B.
Inui sat beside them, Koko on her right. He immediately placed a hand on her thigh, stroking it lightly in a possessive manner.
“What happened to you? You’re usually not this late,” Hakkai pouted as Mitsuya rubbed her sides in a gentle manner.
“I ran into some trash on the way here,” she said lightly, her usual blank face holding no emotion.
Hakkai let out a light laugh, “Ah, that explains the possessive look in Koko’s eyes.”
Koko let out a quiet scoff at that.
“Who's ready to get this meeting started?”
Everyone looked up at Hanma, who walked in with Kisaki.
Kisaki cleared his throat, sitting down at the head of the table.
“Let the meeting begin.”