Chapter 58 - Grabbing Forehead and Fucking Minds
Tokyo, Japan.
There are numerous companies that exist in the world, but only a few can stand above all with unfathomable might. Those companies wield power that can influence nations and continents, with their owners manipulating the masses from the background with their endless wealth and their grasp on the lives of many through their fame and money.
Even in a world where a single person can shake entire cities with a wave of their fists, businessmen were still people who wield power through their wealth that can stir the hearts of men. After all, the world still runs on money, and birds die for food while men die for wealth.
One such person was Ueno Yori, the owner of the famous company with a huge influence on the Metube community by sponsoring numerous Metubers, and even online celebrities and streamers. Ueno Yori is one of the richest men in Japan, with a net worth of well over 200 billion yen, that's more than a billion dollars!
His company, Norium, is the creator of numerous games that skyrocketed in popularity over the past few decades. He expanded his company into numerous industries ranging from movies to merchandise, sponsoring big names with a little bit of cash for more fame in return.
No one can doubt his intuition and knowledge for success. He's a person who wields a commanding presence and a sharp eye for the trends of time.
And, that person is currently sitting inside his office, browsing through a series of paperwork as he carefully analyzed each detail written.
His eyes were like that of a focused hawk, unwavering and concentrated without pause. Success doesn't come from just luck but through skill, patience, and hard work. If he was a fool, he wouldn't be as successful and as wealthy as he is right now.
But, he was soon disrupted as he heard a soft knock from the door in front of him. He took a glance at the monitor beside him and saw that it was his secretary who was hired a few months ago and had displayed outstanding results ever since she was recruited to the company.
"Come in." Ueno Yori relaxed for a bit and leaned back on his chair. He watched as the door was pushed open by one of his hired guards, and a beautiful woman with a cute and adorable face walked in.
She had a small and petite body with fair white skin, and her hair was tied up into a bun above her head. She gave off the presence of a cute and bubbly girl, but also someone who was responsible and trustworthy. She held a stack of paper in her hands and walked up to his table with a gleeful smile.
"Good morning, Sir!" The girl greeted him with a high-pitched voice and placed down the stack of papers on his desk.
Ueno Yori gave a helpless laugh and took a quick stare at the stack of papers before rubbing his forehead. "Sigh, it's always more work."
"Hehehe, of course, there's always work, sir!" The girl chuckled. "After all, success comes from those who are worthy, right?"
"That's correct…" Ueno Yori shook his head.
"Oh, I also brought a drink for you, sir. Cold ice coffee from the vending machine!" The girl took something out of her pocket and passed it onto the exhausted man.
"Hmm…" Ueno Yori stared at the canned coffee for a moment before sighing and grabbing it with a subtle smile. "Heh, treating me with my own money, how funny."
"Hmph, technically speaking, that's my money since it's part of my salary, sir!" The girl pouted her cheeks and appeared like an adorable bunny being teased.
The man laughed more upon seeing her cute appearance and opened the cold beverage in his hand. He swirled it around as his mind seem to wander for a moment. Then, finally, he took a long and appreciative sip of the cold, bitter, yet sweet drink.
"Ah…" He gave a satisfied grunt when he suddenly felt something amiss.
'Wait, why did I drink it so quickly?'
'I should have checked if it was safe first.'
'Well, she's still my secretary, so there's no way she'll drug me.'
As his eyes blinked with each passing second, the more his eyelids felt heavy. After a while, they were heavier than mountains and his mind started to dissipate like fleeting clouds.
All around the room, figures clad in dark cloaks walked out of the shadows wearing masks that covered their faces. Ueno Yori's secretary still wore her cheeky smile as she stepped back and let one of the masked figures stand in front of Norium's owner.
Ueno Yori's eyes slowly regained their focus as the masked figure placed its finger on his forehead. Exerting a bit of force, Ueno Yori fully regained his consciousness as he blinked his eyes for a bit and returned to his usual liveliness.
"Thanks for the coffee," He said with a laugh and took a second sip of his canned beverage before returning to his work, his head piling through mountains of squiggly lines and white paper.
By the time he did so, all of the masked figures disappeared, leaving behind the girl and the man.
"It's no problem, sir," She said with a playful grin and proceeded to walk out of the room, leaving the hard-working man to continue his work.
…
Ogura Kenta is an influential politician in Japan. He's known as the Minister of Hero Economic Security and is an influential person in Japan's hero industry with his ability to influence their financial stability.
Money makes the world go round, and politics grant mortal men leashes on demigods. Unless one wields godlike strength that can terrorize the entire world, heroes are still bound by law and people at the top.
He sat inside his car as his driver drove at a speed neither fast nor slow. He wasn't particularly worried about his own safety as there were numerous bodyguards inside the car and in the cars around him, and his personal car has undergone numerous modifications so that it can even survive the harshest of conditions and protect the person inside it—himself.
Not only that, Ogura Kenta himself can fight with his Quirk—Earth Armor. He was a well-built man with a muscular physique, and his Quirk enhances his defense and power by covering himself in a layer of minerals created by consuming his body's energy.
While he may not be as skilled as a pro hero, he was still confident in ensuring his own safety with the hours of training he put into this endeavor.
Only through caution can he ensure his life wouldn't fly away by some random villain wanting to kill him.
Being a politician, businessman, or any person of power in this world where Quirks are practically everywhere puts a real risk at their lives. Villains can pop out of nowhere and bash their heads in with fists larger than a tree, super-powered assassins that can run faster than what the eye can see can just stab them in the back and disappear before they could even process what happened.
Caution was something nearly every person in power already practiced, and Ogura Kenta was the same.
As the driver of the car slowly drove through the narrow roads, Ogura Kenta's eyes glazed at the car's mirror when he suddenly widened his eyes and paused.
Instead of seeing his face, he instead saw a bewitching pair of golden eyes that froze his entire body. From the windows beside him, a hand slowly poked out leaving ripples on the glass window and pressed its finger on his forehead.
His driver ignored the horrifying scene unfolding behind him and continued to drive as if everything was normal. Ogura Kenta tried to struggle but to no avail, the finger pressed on his forehead slowly started to display a mystical power that erased his thoughts and will.
Slowly but surely, Ogura Kenta faded away from reality, leaving behind an empty husk with no will. But, Ogura Kenta quickly returned to normal as his eyes shone with life and brilliance. He shook his head and rubbed his forehead, and then said to his driver, "How long till we arrive at my office?"
The driver wore a smile and turned to look back at Ogura Kenta, his eyes curved into gleeful arcs, and said, "In a few minutes, sir."
…
Somewhere in Kyoto, Japan.
"And that's it for today's video! I hope you guys had fun and enjoyed me playing Maid: Akihabara Legends by Norium!" A girl with pink hair and starry blue eyes waved at the camera with a wide smile. She was definitely a beauty, with cute round cheeks and luscious pink lips.
As soon as she finished recording her newest video, she slumped her shoulders and let out a tired sigh. "Ugh, finally finished."
She grabbed the bottle of water sitting on her desk and took a sip.
Her name was Hase Harumi, more commonly known as Haru-chan online. She's a famous Metuber in Japan with over 1 million subscribers, and her popularity continued to grow as the days passed.
She's known for her cute appearance and playful personality. While that is the case online, offline was a different thing.
She rubbed her tired eyes and yawned without any care for her appearance. She ruffled her hair, took off her outfit, and instead replaced it with an oversized white shirt, and scratched her butt like a boor.
"Fuck, I wanna take a break so bad…!" She stared at the pile of clothes on her bed and grabbed it with slumped shoulders. She walked through her apartment's hallway and placed all of her used clothes in the dirty clothes basket, and entered her bathroom with a yawn.
She stared at her face in the mirror and chuckled. She then opened the faucet and gathered a handful of water before proceeding to splash it on her face. She felt revitalized for a bit, and she then slowly took off her white shirt and hung it on a nearby rack.
She stepped under her shower head and turned it on. A stream of cold water ran down her body as her mind slowly turned more and more awake.
"Ah, this is the stuff!" She grinned in delight and waved her arms around as she activated her Quirk. Motes of light swirled around her body as she hummed a cheery tune, dancing in a humorous way without a single care in the world.
As she immersed herself in her deserved shower, she didn't notice that her mirror soon started to ripple like water, and a hand clad in dark clothing poke out. Soon, a body went through the rippling mirror, and a masked man in a black cloak silently appeared inside her bathroom.
The masked man quietly observed Hase Harumi's dancing figure and silently approached without making any sound at all. Not noticing the masked man's presence, Hase Harumi continued to hum a cheery tune as the masked man soon arrived right in front of her.
Swoosh.
His hand struck like lightning and he gently tapped the middle of her forehead with his index and middle finger stretched out. Hase Harumi opened her eyes wide, but they then rolled to the back of her head as she felt her mind wander like she was trapped in an endless fog.
The masked man grabbed her body and leaned her back on the wall so that she wouldn't accidentally fall and smash her head on the ground. Then, he continued to press his finger on her forehead and time quickly passed.
In a few seconds, he took one last look at her naked figure and hopped into the mirror once more.
Hase Hamuri slowly regained her consciousness as she rubbed her eyes in a daze. Then, she seemed to have realized something as she stared down at her soaking wet body, "Shit, I'm shivering already!"
She quickly went to turn off the stream of cold water and hastily grab her towel.
…
Ryuji was inside a grandeur palace larger than mountains as he sat on a golden throne. He observed countless screens in front of him, showcasing the viewpoint of numerous members of Hidden Order moving about, and doing their own tasks.
He wore a grin on his handsome face as he leaned his head on his hand, and muttered, "Fuck, more work."
AN: This chapter has 2079 words.
Share ko lang since important, but I can do a fucking pull-up now baby. It only took like 2-3 weeks to attain this decent (far from perfect) form. Albeit, I can only do one rep, but that's progress baby! Ha, it's so funny how the biggest plot twist in my life stems from the days I first started writing.
Now, I'm a depressed high school kid slaving his life away to leeches that doesn't give me their damn powerstones. Like, dude, this shit I'm writing is so fire and you can't even give me your damn worthless internet brownie points.
Also, I'm planning on starting a discord server (if I get the motivation and willpower to start one) with basically zero management from me, so if you want to be a future potential mod to this worthless potential server of mine, just join the server later and I'll see what I can do. I was a trash writer at first, so I believe a trash mod can become a good mod with enough time.
(June 14, 2023 - 566th day of writing)