Chapter 43: Scary speech

12:04 PM (Japan Time), Wednesday August the 8th…

"… All's set."

"OK! Now I cuff you! That's all I have to do when we use the bath suit…"

Kuroshiro had put on a black-colored one-piece bathing suit, which was rather tight while Netto had put on black swimming trunks; he used a pair of handcuffs and cuffed Kuroshiro's wrists from behind.

"Let's go, Oriol."

Netto and he opened the door and entered a connecting corridor with two different doors opening left and right, labeled "BATHROOM" and "SHOWER ROOM" respectively; Netto opened the right door and they stepped into a room with various showers like in a swimming pool changing room.

"Good. Let's heat the room up…"

Netto opened one shower and tested its temperature; he nodded in approval and then both of them stepped under it; Netto began to tease Kuroshiro's nipples, which could be seen through the suit given its tightness, by rubbing them from the outside; Kuroshiro let out some low-toned moans and Netto then began to rub his cock, which was bulging against the fabric of the suit.

"This feels fun because you're still dressed up and I'm teasing you from the outside… I'll now tease your little rosy ass before I stuff my cock inside of it… You'll see Heaven." Netto joked.

"Sure thing…" Kuroshiro made a weak chuckle.

"And when this is over… Let's tell Zero to ring Enzan and tell him the speech of the "Colonel" at the end of MGS2: Sons of Liberty. I'm sure he'll be baffled and think he's haunted!"

"Oho. Terrific."

"Ain't it? Here goes one finger."

"Yikes!"

Netto lifted the portion of the swimming suit covering his ass and inserted his right hand's index finger there; Kuroshiro gasped and Netto began to move it around before inserting the middle finger next, and finished by inserting the ring finger; Kuroshiro was moaning by now.

"Netto – kun! Please… I can't stand this teasing! Please…! Stuff your penis inside of me!" He begged.

"You want it so badly, so…"

Netto lowered the front half of his swimming trunks and drew his already hardened cock; he slid half of it inside of Kuroshiro and waited to tease him; Kuroshiro moaned and Netto shrugged as he inserted the full length inside of him; Kuroshiro was ecstatic by now.

"You're a cruel… Master… Netto – kun…"

"Sorry. Today I felt like it. It's not my intention to be cruel but I wanted to see how you would react to so much teasing."

"Fine… Please move it, Netto – kun…"

"Alright. Brace yourself."

Netto began to pump in and out of Kuroshiro's ass while rubbing his nipples; Kuroshiro moaned and Netto saw how his cock was getting hard again: he began to rub the head with the index finger and his moans turned louder.

Oriol's so sensitive! That's why he drives me mad and he's my perfect lover… Deep inside… He likes being the "Slave" because when he's the "Master" he's very soft and careful… No wonder! He's, after all, a spin-off based on Saito – niisan! He would never think of harming me! It's the part of "Rock Man" on him, which tells him he has to protect me!

"Netto – kun! Coming!"

"Alright!"

Bring it out, Oriol! You'll feel as great as always!

Kuroshiro released and stained the swimming suit from the inside while Netto closed his eyes as he felt his inner muscles gripping his cock; he felt the rush of his white stuff filling Kuroshiro's ass, so he arched his body backwards while feeling the rush of pleasurey.

"Ne… Netto – kun… It felt… good…!"

"It felt good for me, too. Now get to your knees and do me a nice blowjob to wrap it up." Netto commanded.

"O. K."

Kuroshiro did as told while Netto shut down the shower to let the heat remain in the room; he rubbed his cock to get it hard, and then Kuroshiro began to lick on it before taking it inside of his mouth; Netto placed the right hand behind his head and rubbed it across his mass of neatly combed blond hair; he gripped the rear of the head and began to move it forward and backward as he closed his eyes and let instinct guide him.

He's so good when it comes to blowjobs but I also can do it better by teasing the urethra as well… Guy on guy is cool and has nothing of all those problems guy with gal has… Meiru can look around for "K. O." all she wants but she'll surely have to admit it was memento of Kage Miquel's parents… We're geniuses, really! Maybe I'll be honest with her and tell her about this: she's supported me a lot so I guess I should recognize that! However, Enzan's "party" comes first!

"… Oriol! Coming!"

He released inside of Kuroshiro's mouth; he closed his eyes and imagined a totally white landscape with nothing on it; he began to slowly take his cock out of his lover and helped him stand up before connecting with his lips and starting a kiss; they both put passion into it and Netto hugged Kuroshiro to draw him closer to him and feel the touch of his body.

He feels so good! Doing it with the bathing suit gives this a new feeling that making contact with the skin!

Both broke apart and looked at the string of saliva linking them; Netto unlocked the handcuffs so Kuroshiro calmly rubbed his wrists.

"It feels like a return to old times. Guys used these suits before too before the trunks got popular." Kuroshiro commented.

"Good. Let's dry up and then go to the room: we'll call Zero and then we'll see how they react."

"I'll be exchanging jokes with Superintendent Oda. When I say that "Uncle Moran's favorite nephew" is calling, he'll get in the mood. We could pull some special effects show too."

"Terrific."

"Let's call Saito and Legato too. They wouldn't like to miss this!"

"Deal."

They came out of the shower room and headed for the door at the end of the corridor; Netto activated and interphone.

"You guys done? We're gonna put up a show in the Net Police's Cyber CID HQ and Enzan is gonna learn how scary Zero can be."

"Count me in!" Saito replied.

"I wouldn't want to miss that. If Enzan is gonna go through chaos and confusion then… So be it!" Legato laughed.

"Good. We'll be setting up the stand in this room so come over when you're done with! If you wanna come in leather suit we don't mind either 'cause we're all guys and we know what we do to each other. But if you wanna dress up instead it's your choice." Kuroshiro added.

"Roger, Oriol – sama." Legato saluted.

"We'll see, Oriol."

"Later."

Both headed back into Kuroshiro's room and they sat down on the chairs around the round table; Kuroshiro turned on his MacBook and inputted some commands; Zero's upper body appeared on-screen.

"Hey! Zero."

"Kuroshiro. What do you need?"

"We'd like of you to show the guys out there how terrifically clever you can be. Make them a little speech we've prepared and try to sound scary and all that." Kuroshiro grinned at him.

"Sounds fun."

"It is fun." Netto confirmed.

"Deal. Give me the necessary data and I'll go for it."

"I sent it to you already."

"This speech sounds fitting for me. Deal!"

He vanished off screen at the same time Saito and Legato came in; Legato had his Navi armor on while Saito had a set of thin leather bands around his upper body.

These bands began from a black collar around the neck and then formed a triangle with a vertical column spanning across the middle of it; two bands passing over his shoulders formed mid-way across the length of the triangle's slopes and connected to behind.

Some bands were left in Saitos' forearms and wrists which would obviously be tied together to immobilize them.

He also had a circular band from which another three spread on the base of his cock and encompassing the whole of his balls.

"Do I look horny in this outfit?"

"Man. You sure do." Netto whistled in surprise.

"I was careful not to be too rough." Legato announced.

"I don't doubt it." Netto smiled.

"I see you went for the swimsuit mode... It's fun too." S

"Oh! Now that I think about it… Put on something! We don't want to puzzle Zero about this." Netto recalled.

"Alright."

Saito headed back while Kuroshiro grabbed the Link PET and typed a number on it; the connection was established but the screen displayed the message "SOUND ONLY" to warn there was no video.

"Hello there~! You've just called Uncle Merton's favorite nephew! What's up, my fellow?"

"Uncle Moran's favorite nephew's on the line, my fellow. I've come for a new showdown, my good sir!"

"By Merton! This is interesting. Did you hear that? Ladies and gentlemen? Uncle Moran's favorite nephew is challenging us!"

There was a set of sighs, grumbles, groans and moans in the background fused with Oda's typical chuckle.

"… Enzan – sama, sir… The auto-phone, sir…"

"Patch them through."

"Ijuuin Enzan, can you hear us? It's us…"

"I'm not into the mood for pranks, Torolov."

"In the first place, and to be exacts… We aren't… humans per se. During these 220 years… Several thoughts were born within the gravitational field of the White House... Just like how life was suddenly born in the Earth's seas 4 billion years ago…"

"What? The White House? Is this some scam attempt?"

"…we sprouted within the White House and evolved… We aren't material. We are those very "order" and "criteria" which you guys rely on. No – one can annihilate us. As long as this nation isn't wiped out then we will continue on existing…" The voice continued.

"W-who the hell are you?" Enzan demanded.

"The "Patriots"…"

"… "Patriots"…?"

"Listen. Our project isn't for our benefit. It's for you guys' benefit. At the start of the century, the analysis of the human genome's information was completed… As a result, humanity's evolutionary process across the 4.8 billion years of Earth's life was revealed… Starting with gene control, we managed on digitalizing life itself… However, on the other hand, there was something that wasn't recorded in the genome… Yes… A person's memories and thoughts… Civilization, history… Humanity's history is not recorded in the genome… Shouldn't that be something that must be transmitted? Should it be as nature does, choosing what is transmitted? Our antecessors transmitted those… By using words, pictures or symbols… Recording those in stone tablets or books… It isn't like ALL of that information was passed down into the later generations… What's been passed down was chosen and processed … Like in the genome… That is humans' history, Ijuuin."

"T-this guy isn't kidding." Enzan muttered.

"However, in the current digital society… Several types of information accumulate day after day… Trivial information is stored as it is… Forever, without degrading… You don't know who said them… Stupid rumors, wrong interpretations, slandering of others… All types of unprocessed information is stored and then passed onto the later generations… That stops evolution. Ijuuin: you seem to think that our actions are simple censorship, right?"

"Huh!? I fail to see the connection!"

"Yes. Of course. You are mistaken. What we intend to do is not control content but create context. The world's digitalization promotes humans' weaknesses… It accelerates the creation of each human's convenient "truth"… Have a look at the heap of "truths" rising within society… Expensive weapons humanely kill others… Criminals' human rights are treated in a more polite manner than the victims' privacy… Donations are gathered for rare animal protection when there are others suffering in poverty… Everyone is raised being told the following… Be kind to others… However, mince any competency! "You're special"… "If you believe on it your dream will be made reality"…"

"Crap. Can't argue that back." He grumbled.

"However, it's obvious from the start that only a small portion of humans can really succeed… This is the result of "exercising" your "freedom"… Sophistry to protect each other, to avoid conflict and harm… Their respective "truths" go on accumulating on the name of whitewashings like "political correctness" and "relativization of value"… Being afraid of a clash, they withdraw into their own "communities"… They discharge their favorite "truths" at random, spoiling each other inside lukewarm water…. Countless "truths" that do not engage and do not clash… No – one is invalidated yet no – one is right either… Selection can't happen here. The world's saturated by the "truths"… It's gently bringing an end to the world… We intend to bring a halt to that. Since that's our duty as rulers… Like in the genome, needless information and memories are selected and that is what furthers the evolution of species…"

"By all the… Just what are you gonna do?"

"Indeed… We pick truths that we deem worthy from the pile of dirt you toss out… We assemble them to have a meaning worth preserving… That's creating context. Are you going to say that you decide what to pass into the next generation?"

"T-that's… Not really, but I…"

"… Are those your own words? Are they something an adult told you? That exhibits your own incompetency."

"What the hell!?"

"You don't have the qualifications to employ freedom of choice."

"What crap is that? I myself will…!" Enzan began.

"Do you really have a "self"? Couldn't that "self" of yours be a mere excuse to protect yourself at the best? Maybe you simply patched that from the ready-made "truths" overflowing in the world because you though that it'd made you feel good from time to time? Maybe… It's not more than a gift that you pretended to have gained and huddled under a plausible authority?"

"What crap is that?" Enzan growled.

Netto and the others (Saito had returned while having put his jeans and the shirt over his body) were having a hard time muffling their giggles while Kuroshiro kept on texting messages to Oda, who was also chuckling but Enzan was too focused to notice him.

"You want someone to tell it to you? Fine. You. Tell him… You're splendid, Ijuuin! You're establishing your "self"!" The speaker seemed to sneer, even, despite the dull tone of voice.

"Shit. Got me there…"

"What's wrong? Did you get lost? Why don't you try some "self-searching"? I don't think you'll find anything, though. Regardless of that "self" which you've made… You blame something else when something inconvenient happens. "It's not my fault. It's not your fault."…You search for another, better-tasting "truth"! You seek "comfort" on it! You easily abandon the "truth" you'd been using until now… Can someone like you choose "truth"? Do you have the qualifications to use that freedom? You're eating away freedom! You're unworthy of having freedom! We're not the ones causing for the world to block. You guys are. Normally, the individual is weak but not powerless. They rather are a dangerous existence that can even destroy the world. And digital tech has strengthened the individual."

"You mean Wily and the likes?" Enzan guessed.

"That power is too much for the current humans. What to leave behind, what do you want to do, what to do to achieve that and the likes…In short: we'll think up all which you guys do in your exchange. We are your protectors… Indeed… Anything can be digitized nowadays… That was an exercise to demonstrate that…"

"Who the hell are you?" Enzan demanded again.

"One of the "Patriots"…"

"Hold on a minute, you! You've ripped that speech from the "Colonel" character in Metal Gear Solid 2: Sons of Liberty!" Meijin complained.

"Oho. Uncle Moran got smart."

"Uncle Moran…?"

"Maybe you would prefer to name me Chat Noir instead?" Kuroshiro asked over Oda's PET.

"By all the… You were the speaker?"

"Nope. Chaos was. Our new ace-in-the-hole guy… Right?"

"I'm Chaos. Next time I'll make you question your very existence. By the way, let Meijin talk to you about the S3 Plan… Selection for Social Sanity… You'll be chilled to the bone, I daresay." "Chaos" added.

"What in the…?"

"Oh come on." Meijin groaned.

"So true. A bientôt!" Kuroshiro exclaimed.

"Wait!"

Kuroshiro and Zero ended the calls and they all chuckled at the outcome.

"Terrific." Kuroshiro laughed.

"Thanks. As a digital world existence, it was easy to understand these arguments. Very interesting indeed."

"Despite this being written almost a decade ago, it still holds truth. It really captured the essence!" Legato sneered.

"Truly. Next time we'll send him the "mad Colonel" lines."

"That'd be funny, too. Let's make him think it's Uncle Merton's handiworks and he'll run up the walls." Saito laughed.

"OK. I'm going back to work. See you around."

"Sure, Zero. Thanks for the help."

"One more reason to make Enzan's "party" a blast!" Netto chuckled.

"Truly. He'll never forget it, indeed!"