The next morning, I woke up. The succubi was awake, sitting on the bed next to me. I looked at her. I moved for the phone and called IF. I heard a grumbled "Hello." From the other end. "I got the proof. The manager is in some deep shit." IF perked up. "You're kidding. I'm sending units on the outskirts of the block to assist. I'll send you a cruiser to pick you up." I heard the cruiser pull up. I changed into my combat suit and walked outside with the succubi. I walked towards the cruiser. "I'll drive now." I heard a gun click as the lieutenant pointed his gun at me. "No, you're not, sir." I frowned. "Would you really shoot me?" He grimaced, then lowered his gun. I shrugged as I got in the driver's seat. "Tell them I hit you." I drove off after the succubi got in the passenger seat. I told her, "Are all the succubi in the back of the bar?" She nodded. "They are resting. Why?" As we rounded the corner, I switched her spots. I pointed to the gas and wheel. "Turn the wheel to turn the car. Little at a time. Left foot to go faster. Right to go slower. Ram it into the nightclub window. Forty MPH should get the job done." She started to drive. "Do it." She slammed the car into the window, shrieking, "Shit!" The manager stormed out. "Stacy! What the fuck are you doing?!" I nodded to her. "A little more credit for a job well done." I handed her an envelope full of credits. Then I glared at the manager. The manager looked at me with rage. He pointed at me. "Kill him." He ordered into a radio. I heard gunfire as the manager's men swarmed out from every doorway. As adrenaline pumped through my veins, a broadsword quickly materialized into my hand as the gauntlet condensed molecules in the air into metal. I quickly cut all of them down, leaving only the manager and his advisers. "It's over. You can say goodbye to your perverse desires in prison." The manager grinned. "Not yet." The manager whipped out two katanas as he jumped at me. He was fast with his sword swinging. I was able to block most of his strikes. The duel stretched on and on, with nether one of us being able to inflict damage upon the other. He suddenly yelled, "Final attack! Golden- "I ran up to him and slammed my boot into his defenseless crotch. He screamed in pain and fell over. I frowned. "You were wide open, moron." I shook my head in disappointment. Basilicom forces stormed the building, escorting all the succubi out of the building as they checked for bombs. My sword disintegrated as the molecules turned to normal.
Eventually the special forces (That's the Planeptune CPUs) arrived. Purple Heart spoke up first. "Darn. Missed the fun." The Purple Sister spoke up next. "For your first mission, you handled things well." I shrugged. "Couldn't have done it without you guys." I heard Histy over the radio. "Aw, shucks…" IF spoke up next. "Don't make me blush." Her eyes narrowed and her tone turned deadly. "Seriously. Don't." The CEO of Basilicom approached me. "Take the bounty. You earned it." He handed me a check. It was worth a few thousand credits. I nodded. I looked at the now destroyed storefront. Suddenly I felt something soft against my left arm. I looked over and saw the succubi who had helped me with my mission. "Do you want to go by the cafe later? On the house." I looked at her. "I got to go. Duty calls." She looked sad happy. "Stop by the bar whenever you want. You get a free BJ on me." I looked at her, confused. "What's a BJ?" She grinned. "You'll see what I mean when you stop by." I nodded softly, feeling myself get lifted into the air. I freaked out a little. "Whoa!" Purple Heart rubbed my shoulders. "Relax. I got you." Instantly the anxiety faded. Purple Heart slipped the check into my back pocket and began to fly towards HQ. I looked up at Purple Heart. "Where's Plutia?" She answered the question quickly. "She was conked out on the couch. Histy did not attempt to wake her in fear of making her mad." I frowned. "Histoire is afraid of that kid?" She grimaced. "If Plutie heard you say that, you'd see why." I felt my feet touch down onto ground as we landed on the balcony of the headquarters. She shifted back into her human form. Neptune grinned. "Let's go to the hangout area!" She led me to the elevator and pressed the button that said 6th Floor. The elevator soon reached said floor and Plutia was waiting for us. She looked happy to see us, at least. Her head tilted to the side. "You're back." She sounded calm. I sat next to her. She scooted super close. Neptune sat on my other side. Vert had appeared in the doorway next to Nepgear. Vert grinned. "Nice job with the mission." She pressed herself against me, knocking Plutia off the sofa. Vert blushed. "So, how about we get some frappes at the La Soleil? For the occasion." She offered. Neptune pressed up against my other arm. "How about we get some pudding at that gourmet sweet shop?" she counter offered. Vert pressed herself against me a little more. "My deal is better than Neptune's." Neptune frowned. "Vert, you're seducing him with those things!" She squeezed against me. Vert chuckled. "Sweetie, if you were any closer to Kenji, you'd be wearing him." I was simply smiling as the two bickered. The door into Histoire's bedroom/office opened then quickly slammed shut. There was dead silence for what felt like hours. Then, finally the door opened again, and Histoire was wearing a simple T-shirt and shorts. She was blushing madly. "O-oh. You're back." She stammered. I was confused. "Where did your Oracle uniform go?" (She referred her outfit as her uniform) She shook her head. "I spilled coffee on it. It's in the wash." I shook my head. "That's tough." Histy floats over and lands next to me, as Vert is pushed gently to the side. She looks up at me, blushing. "I want to teach you about dating." She turned to me. I was handed a Bloxy Cola to go with my dinner of literature and lecture. Suddenly a thought hit me. Five minutes into the lecture, she paused. "Is there something you want to say, Kenji?" I nodded. "Well, I was wondering, if you want to teach me about dating, then why don't I take you out on one?" Histoire looked puzzled. "Take me out on what?" she asked. I sighed. "I'm going to go out on a limb here. Why don't I take you out on a date?" I heard sputtering as Noire spit out her tea. I heard coughing as IF had a little soda go down the wrong pipe. Neptune looked shocked. "Did. You just. Ask Histy. On a date?"
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