The elevator doors open into a spacious room with the Five Ministers of the Japanese Branch of the United Women standing side-by-side in the relative center of the room as they face the elevator. There are large lounge sofas in the room along with large windows that give a view of Tokyo from the upper floors.
The Five Ministers are the Minister of Justice, old with white hair in a bobcut parted in the middle; Kihara, the Minister of State, stocky and middle-aged with short hair; Shuto, the Minister of General Relations, young and wearing heavier makeup and long bleached hair piled atop her head, but with her fringe parted in the middle; the Minister of Public Welfare, young with long toused hair hanging loose with a matching fringe; and the Minister of Technology, young with long straight hair hanging loose with an encircling fringe framing her leering face.
Rea walks up to those five and does her customary bow.
"Ministers," Rea said then straightens. "We have brought the immune foreign male." Then turns to Jason. "Please introduce yourself to them, Jeeson-san."
Jason steps out from the rest of the group. "Hello there, my name is Jason Welsh and I am from Canada."
"Welcome to our office, Jeeson Wershu-san," Kihara said in English as she makes a bow. "Please, come here."
Jason does so until he is within arm's reach of the Ministers, forcing them to crane their necks back in order to look up at him because he stands almost a head taller than the tallest amongst them, who incidentally is wearing high heel shoes.
"Ooh, so tall," Shuto quipped in English.
"Ooh, so big!" The Minister of Technology added upon grabbing his crotch while making a wide eyed shrunken iris downward leer, causing Jason to react with wide eyed pin pricked irises of shock.
Her hand gets savagely tugged away by the glowering Minister of Public Welfare. The Minister of Technology licks the palm of that hand as she leers back at her colleague.
"Nice balls too," the Minister of Technology taunted in English.
"It looks like the Minister of Technology wants to play with Jeeson-kun after all," Akane whispered to the rest.
Kihara glares at her vulgar colleague, then sighs while turning her attention back up to Jason. "We are pleased to meet you, Jeeson Wershu-san. My name is Kihara and I am the Minister of State, and these are my collegues."
One-by-one, she introduces her colleagues of whom Jason shakes hands with as well. Though he is a little uneasy over shaking the Minister of Technology's hand as he is expecting her to grab him down there again. That and it still feels moist from when she licked it.
"So let me see if I got this straight," Jason said, then gestures at each of them and names off their titles, with each verifying their title as such.
"And all five of you are the highest authority in Japan," Jason finished.
"Yes," Kihara answered. "We make our official decisions in unison."
"Were you briefed about the state of the world, Jeeson-san?" The Minister of Justice asked.
"Yes I was. To say I was shocked is an understatement. There are only women left in the world now because all of the other men are either dead or in cryo due to a virus that targetted only the male half of humanity. Although Reito, myself, and three other males are immune to this virus because of our treatment for multiple sclerosis. But those still in cryo are going to start dying off next year until Reito back there can create a vaccine in time." Briefly thumbing at Reito. "Plus, they also told me about this . . . Mating Program of yours." Smirking slightly over that sentence.
"Ah, good, you understand the situation," the Minister of Public Welfare said.
"You have been trapped here for the past five years, Jeeson-san," the Minister of Justice said. "How did that come to pass?"
"It all started when I woke up that morning five years ago in a hotel room . . ." Jason began, and goes on to explain the series of circumstances that led to him being forced to live here and hide out in Japan, and ultimately be discovered by Reito and his ladies.
" . . . Then they asked me to accompany them," Jason finished.
"We did not even know he was there until this morning after Ryuzoji-san told us what she saw last night," Rea added in English for Jason's benefit.
"I got up last night and looked out the window to see him sneaking by underneath it," Akane added. "But I thought he was a woman at first, a very tall foreign woman. So this morning we went out and I sent Sui to bring him to us."
"Hey! I saw Jeeson-san almost from the moment we got there!" Sui stated indignently.
"But you did not know it was Jeeson-san, you thought he was a demon," Akane said, then turned to the Ministers. "It turned out that he was hiding outside while wearing a hooded poncho and a Noh mask, and Sui ended up seeing him and got frightened."
"Yeah, what she said," Jason answered.
"How is it that you got cured of your cellular sclerosis before the Outbreak when it was not supposed to have been invented yet?" The Minister of Technology asked.
"None of us know the reason in its entirety," Jason began, "but we have theorized that it may have been that a pharmacutical company had created the cure before the others could, but held back on releasing it so that they could properly secure whatever patents they could get for it."
"Yeah, that about makes sense," the Minister of Technology mused.
"That and connections," Jason added. "My grandfather was the president of a bank, so he would have been able to pull some strings so that I could get the cure before the others without having to go into cryo. I got it a week after I was diagnosed."
"You were very lucky to have such connections, Jeeson-san," Kihara noted.
"Yeah, I was," Jason mused. "Now then," as he turns serious, "they told me about this United Women organization that now exists. Is there opposition against it?"
"Unfortunately, there is," Kihara answered.
"Then it obviously means it is not coming from men," Jason deduced.
"Such women simply refuse to appreciate all that was done to bring back law and order," Shuto said in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Then could you please explain it to me, Minister of General Relations?" Jason asked.
"Certainly. With all of the men out of action, nations were plunged into chaos as women everywhere turned to violence or simply gave up the will to live. Fortunately, more level headed women like ourselves prevailed to create the United Women to restore law and order. If our opponents succeed, then that chaos will come back, worse than ever. Possibly to cause the extinction of the human species."
"But the United Women may fail if it cannot find a vaccine," Jason stated as he makes a point.
"Do you know how long we have been trying to create a vaccine?" The Minister of Technology explained, then momentarily holds up her right hand with her fingers splayed. "Five years. Five years we had every supercomputer working on it and they still have not figured one out. So what makes you think that limpdick is going to create one?"
"You are talking about Reito, right?" Jason asked rhetorically.
"Yes, of course," the Minister of Technology answered flusteredly.
"While computers may be superior to us humans in terms of processing speed," Jason continued, "they are still inferior to our ability to dream up solutions. We have imagination. We can approach a problem from different angles and discover something that we never thought of."
"And we are to have faith in that?" The Minister of Technology sneered.
"It's better to have faith than no faith," Jason said.
The Minister of Technology clicked her tongue. "I guess blondes really are dumb after all."
"So what's going to happen to me?" Jason asked.
"You will remain here until you leave for America," Kihara answered. "As we are speaking, they are flying someone over from Headquarters to meet with us."
"And we regret to inform you that you will not take part in our Mating Program," the Minister of Technology added condescendingly to Jason, including a bow. "Your huge dick could injure our women."
"Anyway," Kihara sighed. "Say your goodbyes to those who brought you here, Jeeson-san."
Jason exchanges goodbyes with Reito and his entourage, though Rea is more distant and cold with him while Sui is more friendly, and Akane friendlier still as she hugs Jason tightly.
"It was nice meeting you, Jeeson-kun," Akane said as she breaks her hug and gives him a quick pat on the bottom.
"Ah, yeah, likewise," Jason answered with humorous unease.
Reito and his entourage exit through the elevator as Jason gives them a wave and the doors close.
"Hey, I have an idea," the Minister of Technology crooned in English for Jason's understanding as she gently clasps his shoulder and arm with both hands and cuddles up to him, causing him to gasp slightly and tense up from her warm firm yet squishy body pressing against him, especially her breasts. "Let me take him back to my lab until the messenger shows up." While seductively trailing her hands down his back and front respectively, causing Jason to shudder from the sensation. "I can do a careful examination of his body while we wait for her."
Finishing that last sentence as her hands arrive at both his buttocks and groin respectively to pinch them both, a testicle for his front to make Jason yelp with pain.
"Don't you have work to do?!" The Minister of Public Welfare snapped.
"It can wait for a bit. I wanna talk with him some more," the Minister of Technology answered dismissively, then turns to look back up at Jason. "Now then," she begins and starts rubbing the back of her neck. "My neck is getting sore from having to look up at you. Go sit down." Thumbing with that same hand at the nearest section of sofa.
Jason does so. The Minister of Technology walks over to stand before Jason; this time appearing to be a head taller than him. She smiles down at him, yet her smile does not touch her cold flinty eyes. She reaches out with her right to clasp a tuft of his hair, causing him to wince, and she gently fingers it.
"Too bad for you, Jeeson Wershu-san," she drawled in a mocking tone of sympathy while fingering his hair. "You will be leaving Japan without ever getting any treatment for your yellow fever. I guess that is why you are so blonde." Ending with a chuckle.
"Ah, no I'm not," Jason answered flatly. "I mean, I don't have yellow fever that is."
"Oh," the Minister of Technology said while taking her hand away. "Are you saying you do not have an Asian fetish for the women?"
"If you are implying that I'm gay, then I'm not," Jason verified. "What I simply said is that I do not have an Asian fetish."
The Minister of Technology is silent and still for a moment. A sneer crosses her mouth, intensifying the cold flintiness of her eyes
"Oy," she growled upon suddenly clasping his jaw and leaning in close to his face. "Do you really think I believe that?"
"That I'm straight?" Jason pondered as he winces from her hot stale breath wafting into his face.
"About not having an Asian fetish," the Minister of Technology corrected, then continues in derisive tone while still clasping his face and leaning in. "You are just too modest to admit that you are horny for Asians like the rest of your race. Why else would you and your father come to Japan in the first place? It is because we Japanese are number one on any White man's fuck list. It is a wonder that your race has not gone extinct yet, but that just means we were only meant for a good time. So why not just admit it, jizz skin." Then releases his face to make the fig in his face. "Just admit that you were hoping to have a fuckfest with our women until spent and sore to the balls!"
Finishing that sentence the moment she jabs Jason hard in the groin with her figged fist; causing him to cry out in pain as he clasps his groin and lie across the sofa, pressing his face into it to muffle out his groans of pain. The Minister of Technology is roughly grabbed by her arm to face an irate Minister of Public Welfare, who gets into her face.
"If you are going to behave like an ass, then get out!" The Minister of Public Welfare hissed.
"Alright I'll behave!" the Minister of Technology snarled back as she roughly pulls her arm out of her grip while taking a step back.
The Minister of Public Welfare steps back while the Minister of Technology regards Jason once again as he still lies across the sofa. She leans over with her hands on her knees and a tilt of her head.
"Oy," she called. "Oy." And Jason regards her. "Are you going to be okay?" Her tone of mock empathy with look to match.
Jason growls a sigh back up at her with gnashed teeth. "You're a nasty bitch."
"I know," the Minister of Technology chimed as she straightens while folding her arms in front of herself in a casual manner by tucking her right hand into her left armpit and clasping her right elbow. "Now then, let us have a serious discussion, okay?"
"Fine," Jason groaned while scowling up at her as he sits back up, though the pain is still there.
"First of all, limpdick-I mean, Mizuhara Reito-has about as much of a chance at discovering a vaccine for the MK Virus as I have at growing a dick and a set of balls," the Minister of Technology established. "And with that said, let us assume that most of the nations out there still have their own supplies of old sperm so that females everywhere can keep making babies, okay?"
"Whatever," Jason sighed as the pain subsides.
"But all of their babies will be girls," the Minister of Technology pointed out with her left hand, then clasps her right elbow again. "It is because the boys will still get the MK Virus and die."
"Yeah, they explained that to me," Jason verified as he briefly pointed up at her. "They also told me that any males born because of us might be immune to the MK Virus."
"Good, that makes it easier to explain the rest," the Minister of Technology said. "Now, you immune males will be mating with the females produced from the old sperm. But that old sperm is going to run dry and mating with a male will be the only way for any female to get pregnant."
"And lesbians are going to have a problem," Jason quipped as he leans back, having recovered from that nut tag. "And probably gay men too, if all men are to do their part."
"Yeah, but both of our nations will end up restoring their own male populations," the Minister of Technology continued, "although we will be quicker because all four of the other immune males are Japanese. The rest of the world will clearly take notice and envy us, but Japan will do the honorable thing and share its males; as I am sure your nation will too. It is just that we will not allow our males to travel abroad because they could get imprisoned or even die in whatever nation they may happen to be in."
"Then that means women from abroad will have to come here to mate with your men," Jason concluded. "And probably to Canada as well for the men that will be over there."
"Yes," the Minister of Technology verified, "the foreign women can stay here long enough to have their babies and take them back to their nations; then once their children are old enough, their sons can mate with the rest of their nation's females while their daughters carry on what will become a family tradition of going to Japan to mate with one of our men."
"But unless a vaccine is discovered to bring more men safely out of cryo," Jason stated as he points out, "inbreeding is going to become a problem that ultimately drives humanity into extinction!"
"Oh well," The Minister of Technology answered whimsically with a momentary wide armed shrug, then leans forward with one hand on her hip and the other making a point while winking and leering at him. "But at least everyone by that time will be Japanese."
Then immediately laughs raucously as she leans back while raising her hands and makes a single clap together.
"How do you like that, Mighty Whitey?!" Gloating down into Jason's face as she leans forward with arms akimbo. "It looks like you people were right about us being the Yellow Peril after all!"
She again laughs raucously while again leaning backwards.
"How long are you gonna pick on him until you're satisfied?!" The Minister of Public Welfare snarled from nearby.
"Alright, I'll go!" the Minister of Technology snapped in reply as she glances off to oneside without looking back at her colleague, then regards Jason once again. "I must leave, Jeeson Wershu-san. It was nice talking to you. But as I leave, I will sing a song you Westerners wrote about us Japanese a long time ago."
The Minister of Technology sings, more like chants badly in English, the song, Turning Japanese-originally by The Vapors-as she struts and wriggles to the elevator where she presses the button to open the doors, enters, and turns to face the outside with a big smirk. The doors close automatically, ending both her singing and presence. Jason next turns his gaze down at his feet, feeling peeved.
"We sincerely apologize for our colleague's rude and discourteous behaviour, Jeeson-san. She brings shame to us all," Kihara stated, getting his attention as she does a formal bow to him, along with the others.
"Then why did you let her keep taunting me like that?" Jason sighed.
Kihara sighs. "Because we have nothing to do with her position here. Headquarters put her here, along with the rest of us. So all five of us are on equal footing, and if one of us has something to say, we cannot be censured by the others. Is there anything else you want to know before you get settled away until the messenger arrives? She will be here this evening."
Jason thinks for a moment.
"Yes," he finally said wth a smirk. "With the obvious exception of the Minister of Justice, what if the rest of you become interested in becoming a mother to a son? It means you'll have to mate with one of the other four."
Kihara chuckles along with the Minister of Public Welfare and General Relations respectively.
"I have no intentions of having another child," Kihara answered with subtle amusement. "Although I cannot speak for my younger colleagues though."
"I will cross that bridge when I come to it," the Minister of Public Welfare smirked.
"Me too," Shuto chirped.
"But hopefully not that Minister of Technology," Jason stated with an expression of having smelled something bad with a glance toward the elevator. "I can't imagine her as a mother."
"Neither can we," the Minister of Public Welfare sneered at the elevator as well.
Note:
I must have done over a hundred edits to get the discourse between Jason and the Minister of Technology just right.
When people are speaking a language that is not their native language, they tend to speak more formally than the native speaker.
Turning Japanese was actually about teenage angst, but the Minister of Technology was misunderstanding the song.
