Tsukiyomi princess

A two hours flight on his private jet, landed Tom in Japan, the next morning. He had gone with only his pilot and one bodyguard.

He arrived at noon and lodged at a five star hotel. He gave his bodyguard two bundles of cash to buy the most manageable secondhand car he could. His plans was to move around with.

While his bodyguard left, Tom decided to call the retailer again.

"Hey," he spoke to her, "I'm in Japan now. I lodged in a hotel. How can I meet you?"

"At the 13th Gorgon street. When you get there ask of the 'Tsukiyomi princess', and someone will take you to me," she said.

"Okay... Great!" He hung up the call.

His bodyguard returned after twenty minutes, with a car which contrasted so much to Tom's status. A car which had no brake lights and no windowwiner. The front tires were obviously patched. As he knocked, Tom was busy searching for the Gorgon street on his map. Luckily for Tom, the street was just 300meteres behind the hotel where he lodged.

"Good," he said, before answering the knock on the door. "Come in!"

"The car is packed at the garage," his guard said.

"O...Kay. Good job," Tom said to him, returning to the map he was eagerly checking.

It started raining and Tom drove off with his new second car. The rain made the perfect weather for what he wanted to do.

On reaching the entrance to the first Gorgon street, he was captured by the beautiful view of the street. There were colourful neon lights everywhere, from billboards, doorposts, streetlights, and even trash cans... Gorgon street was quite a sight at night.

He observed some passersby, wearing masks, and some children who seemed to be selling something as they ran around meeting adults.

He drove further, slowly and steadily, observing everything around him. Out of nowhere, someone came on his window with repeated heavy knocks.

He freaked out. "The fuck!"

Then he realised that it was a kid, probably one of those ones running around. He looked left and right carefully before wining his glass down.

"What is it kid?" Tom asked.

"Mask!" The kid said, knowing immediately that Tom wasn't Japanese and wouldn't be able to understand a Japanese sentence.

He raised the collection of masks he had in his hand and Tom took one golden one out of it.

As he tried to pull his hand back in, the kid caught hold of him.

"Money!" The kid said.

"Yeah, I'm bringing it!" Tom said, looking surprised at how brave the kid was. Even in the kid's eyes, there seemed to be no trace of fear at all.

Tom gave him 20 dollars and the kid marveled in surprise.

"Arigato!" The kid bowed his head to Tom and then ran away with the money he had just gotten.

Tom smiled and continued to drive.

As he drove further, he saw the kid again and horned him over. He was across the street with his friends, happily chatting. The kid recognized his car, but hesitated, thinking that Tom might have realised that he overpaid him, and was about to take the money back.

One of his friends who seemed a bit older decided to go check why Tom was calling.

"Do you know 13th Gorgon street?" Tom asked as the friend got there.

"Down...Last corner... Turn right," he said.

"Oh, thank you," Tom smiled.

The kid turned to leave and Tom called him back, dipping his hand into his pocket.

"Here...Take money," Tom offered him some notes.

"Thank you," this one thanked him in English.

Tom decided to quit admiring the streets of Japan and go straight to his goal. He drove directly to the 13th Gorgon street and immediately he got off his car, he met two terrifying henchmen holding cigarettes.

The first one walked up to Tom immediately he came out of the car. He was taller and heftier than his colleague who was stout and muscular.

"What do you want, mommy's boys? You don't speak Japanese, do you?"

Tom smiled slightly and said, "I'm not Japanese." Adjusting his belt, "I'm here to see the Tsukiyomi princess."

"What do you have to offer?" They asked him.

"I'm almost out of cash," Tom said, his hand going into his pocket and coming out with a hundred dollar note.

"Is this enough?" He asked.

"Damn!" One of them exclaimed. "Are you for real?"

"Yeah. Have it," Tom said.

"Wow. What a generous fellow? Would you like some smoke?" The taller one offered.

"I'm good," Tom deferred, "Please it's important that I see the Tsukiyomi princess."

"Show him the way," said the shorter one. His colleague nodded and pointed toward a corridor blazing with flashy colorful lights, dance music blowing into the air and strippers walking up and down.

"Follow me," he said to Tom.

Tom agreed and followed the tall henchman into the corridor.

As the walked further in, an old woman from nowhere grabbed Tom by the hand immediately, and Tom shuddered in fear.

"Get off me!" Tom scolded, trying to pull himself off her grip, but she was to firm on his wrist.

The old woman spoke quickly to him, "be careful, son. What you seek could ruin you one day. Be—"

"Back off, old hag!" The tall henchman interfered, yanking the old woman away from Tom.

"Phew! She almost scared me," Tom said.

"She always does that," the henchman explained, "old woman suffering from the effects of old age."

Tom sighed and they continued to a steel door where the henchman looked at the security camera before the door opened up for them to pass through.

Immediately the door opened, Tom and the henchman stepped into a very wide room lit with florescent white bulbs. In his front, there was a counter with about seven attendants behind it, and they were all female. To his left, some people who wore masks just like him, sitting down. Then all over the room, there were masculine and feminine models of sex dolls and with pictures too.

"Amazing," he said under his breath.

"You can ask of her," the henchman said to Tom, "I'll be taking my leave now."

"Yeah," Tom said. He watched the henchman depart from the room and then he decided to ask for the Tsukiyomi princess. Immediately he turned, a bursty receptionist walked up to him, capturing his attention with her massive boobs.

"How many we help you, sir?" She asked.

While his eyes were still stuck on her boobs, he read the name on her badged which attached to her breast pocket with all the strength it had.

"You're the Tsukiyomi princess?" He asked with eyes wide open.

"Yes," she nodded smile, "and I've been waiting for you."