You cough, hacking as the smog of the city filters into your lungs. It can't be helped, you're currently hovering over one of the city's megabuildings. It's actually not that far from where your corporate headquarters is.

This high up though, the smog is everywhere. The wind's shifted again, it's a stagnant day. That means all the noxious smells emanating from the city's industrial centers are just hanging in the air instead of being blown inland, or out to sea. Gosh, putting work before pleasure's just never a fun experience, isn't it?

But sometimes you do have to keep putting work before pleasure, especially in matters that involve your personal attention.

Lupe tipped you off earlier about some unusual activity your new cybersecurity division's picked up. Someone's been flying their drones awfully close to your corporate headquarters. A few of your maids have also reported having to break off their kidnapping operations when they noticed those same drones buzzing by.

And then there are the rumors spreading on the 'net. Mostly on some fringe message boards, about how there's something fishy going on with Kyodyne Biotech's new owner, and how it's weird that this start-up got bought out by someone nobody's ever heard of. Also, isn't it weird how homeless girls have been disappearing recently near Kyodyne Biotech's headquarters?

That last one's a load of tosh, you've been having your maids kidnap girls away from your headquarters for that exact reason, but you're digressing from your initial point now.

Someone naughty has been poking around your things.

And you don't particularly like it when someone pokes around your things. You'd really prefer it if they didn't?

Only you get to play with your cute pets and toys. That right is reserved for you, and only you. Of course, your loves can play with your cute pets and toys with you, what's yours is also theirs. But aside from you and your loves?

Nobody touches your precious things. Nobody. The idea of someone laying their hands on your cute kitties and your lovely puppy…

You're not angry. Anger's something you reserve for individuals who've well and truly pissed you off. Anger's reserved for the garbage people who might get in between you and your loves. Your contempt and hatred are reserved for the stupid meat sacks who try to hurt and degrade your loves on a daily basis.

No, what you are right now is… Annoyed. And in a way, that's probably worse for the poor schmuck who's poking their nose in your business.

So. It's time to go investigate!

Whoever this covered their tracks well… But not too well. Lupe was able to track some of the drones back to this megabuilding. A bit of cyber sleuthing here, some shipping manifests there, and you're hovering here now!

Honestly, you were tempted to send your maids in to clear the building out, but you decided against it at the last second. No, this is something that needs a more… Delicate touch. Which is why you're handling this personally for a change.

You hum, your eyes scanning over the building below. It seems normal for the most part. Just another glass-faced slab in a city that's full of glass-faced skyscrapers. The building itself is on the nicer side at least. Pretty clean, no graffiti. No obvious gangs hanging around too. For all intents and purposes, it's just some nice corporate mass housing. A place for suits and their families to rest in cramped bedrooms instead of cramped capsules like what they've got in the capsule hotels downtown…

Wait, what's that? You twitch, feeling a twinge of mana ping down your spine. This feeling… It's like the feeling you get when you feel a Magical Girl transform…

"Big sis!" Your enhanced hearing picks up now. "Just admit I'm right, big sis!"

"No! You're wrong!" You hear… A familiar voice call out.

Eh? Could it be…? You fly over to the other side of the building, scan a back alley. Your wings flap as you carefully descend, making sure to have your stealth suite of spells spooled up and ready to go at a moment's notice.

Two girls are arguing in the back alley. One's in the doorway… Sitting in the doorway. A blonde girl with kind, kind eyes and a gentle expression. For a second, you're almost reminded of your love, Kaina…

… No, Kaina's features are sharper and cooler. Her eyes radiate with more determination, her hair's a bit more luxurious. This girl isn't too bad to look at though; she'd make for a pretty cute kitty. Strange that she's in a wheelchair. But she doesn't draw your attention for too long.

It's the person she's talking to who's truly drawn your interest.

You recognize that face! That two-toned hair, the little skirt this girl's wearing, the adorable bow she's carrying! It's Primal Huntress! One of the rookies you spied on a few weeks ago, when you started to corrupt that adorable nun!

… Hey, how is Heavenly Testament doing? It's been a while since you've checked in on her, and she never called you back…

Hold on, Primal Huntress is arguing again.

"I can help you, big sis; you don't need to do everything by yourself!" You hear Kisha say.

"You're poking around in places where you shouldn't! I can't keep you safe if you keep doing this." Primal Huntress growls.

"But… But sis, I know I'm right about this one corp! I think they're seriously bad news! Can't you take this to your friends - "

"Steele Maxima is not our friend," Primal Huntress replies.

"Steele Maxima gave us the funds to live here. This place is so much nicer than the place we were living in before! And I get to go to an actual hospital now instead of the sawbones near Engleton!" Kisha pouts. "Why don't you trust her?"

"I don't know, maybe because she's a corpo?" Primal Huntress snarks. "Corpos are all the same; they suck the life out of their workers. I'm only taking her money because I have no choice… Look, Kisha. I just want what's best for you."

"… You want me to stay locked up in this room instead of doing something useful," Kisha bitterly responds, rolling her wheelchair backwards a few inches.

"No, I want to keep you safe," Primal Huntress implores. "Because… Mom and dad are gone now. It's just us. And if I lost you because you did something stupid..."

"… But I want to keep you safe too, sis," Kisha sniffs. "Do you think I don't worry about you when you're on patrol? What if you get hurt because you don't see something coming? I could be your guy in the chair!"

"My what?!"

"Like in the holovids. I could be on the computer, doing things. Following up on leads! I could… Could have drones on overwatch so…"

"You don't have to worry about a thing, Kisha. You should just rest and heal up."

"I've been resting in this chair my whole life!"

"… Kisha…" Primal Huntress steps back, her face falling. "Oh, Kisha…"

Wow, this is all kinds of dramatic. You almost wish you had some popcorn to munch on while you watched this… Well, you have this nutrient bar tucked away in your costume's jacket. You have no idea how long it's been there, but it's there!

You inspect your new treat's plastic wrapping. Not expired yet? Eh, good enough! Just rip open the plastic wrapping and bite down... Mmh, mmh~!. Peanuts and dark chocolate. Decadent!

Oh, looks like they're wrapping up down there. Primal Huntress and Kisha are hugging now. You watch as the two girls touch foreheads, cradle each other's faces. Ah, such a sweet display of sisterly love.

… A display a part of you seriously wants to corrupt now~! Ah, just imagining what it'd be like to see those two desperately plying their bodies against one another, sisterly love twisted into something far less wholesome…

… You've changed your mind, this isn't annoying anymore.

It's interesting!

"I have to go on patrol now, Kisha. Can we… Can we talk about this later?" Primal Huntress asks.

"Okay. Stay safe, sis! I love you!"

"… I love you too."

You continue to observe as Primal Huntress speeds off into the distance. Kisha remains in the doorway, looking forlornly at her sister's departing back. The wheelchair-bound girl sighs. The door slides shut as she wheels herself toward her building's elevators. Probably so she can head back to her and her sister's abode.

Well, that was delightfully intriguing.

So this is where Primal Huntress lives, eh…? And she's got a sister. A sister who's a cutie herself. And from the sound of it… That same sister's the one who's been poking around your corporation?

My, my~! This is certainly an unexpected treat! You were expecting this whole thing to be much drearier and boring than it actually turned out to be. Why, you do believe there's an opportunity before you…

You lick your lips, swallow the last of your nutrient bar, dab remnants of chocolate off of the corners of your mouth as you think to yourself, and compartmentalize your thoughts.

When next you smirk, it's a sultry, sinful smile that's crept onto your face.

Hmm. How should you go about corrupting this pair? Primal Huntress' sister, Kisha, should just be a regular girl. Honestly you could probably just break into her apartment and hypnotize her adorable brains into a pile of mush if you were so inclined. Or maybe a slower, more straightforward seduction?

Ah, you're so glad you decided to come here instead of letting your cute maids handle things now!

You've always wanted to have a Magical Girl and her sister as your pets~!

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(130/130 Essence, 45 Regen)