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{Shion}

[Disgusting.]

I watch the video again, my nails tapping against the mahogany desk of my private office. The way that gyaru moves, all confidence and raw power as she disperses attack spells like it's nothing. 

[How dare she make it look so effortless.]

No, I'm not watching her sex tape. I have no interest in that. What I care about is...

"And did you see her performance at the Symposium?" One of my underlings gushes. "The way she just-"

"Silence." 

The temperature drops ten degrees. My subordinates freeze like the well-trained dogs they are.

On my screen, Akari Nakamura struts across the stage in those tacky platform heels.

[Hmph. She's probably not even wearing anything under that skirt, is she?] 

The audacity of her, flaunting both her power AND her anatomy like some common whore.

[Yet...]

"Pull up her scores." My voice could freeze hell itself. "All of them."