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"Here's your package, miss," a man in his late twenties said as he handed me an A-4 sized envelope.

"Thank you."

The sun was high in the sky as I sat at a Starbucks cafe. It was quite warm, but nothing I couldn't handle. Curiously, the man who handed me the envelope didn't leave, but hovered over my table.

I read the material and didn't comment on its nature. Annoyed that he was still there, I asked politely. "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Perhaps surprised, he shifted his eyes nervously in thought.

"Oh! Um... Nice weather we are having!"

"Yes. The weather is definitely pleasant."

"..."

"..."

"...um, I just wanted to say that your English is very good! Do you come here often?"

Every once in a while, I run into people like this. This man, while trying to be cordial, could not hide the lustful desire in his eyes. His body language showed how hard he was trying to control himself.

His gaze wandered over my breasts as if he wanted to mate with them. Every time I smiled, his face flushed like a boar in heat.

'How typical of Americans, of men in general.'

The West was strange. They tried to empower their women only to alienate their men. This led them to favor Asian women, who were seen as feminine and submissive.

"Yes, my work makes me travel a lot, so I am quite used to English."

Perhaps enchanted by what he saw, the man still refused to leave. It would be easy to imitate Western women and tell him off. But I never liked such tendencies, it was not easy to approach those you were attracted to, regardless of gender.

"Um... I know this is out of the blue, but would you like to go see a movie with me or something?"

I gave him a smile as I refused.

"I'm flattered by your invitation, but I must decline. I already have someone in my heart and have traveled here to be with him."

"Oh. Is that so. He must be a very lucky man, by the way, you look absolutely gorgeous. I thought you were a celebrity!"

"Thank you for your praise. It is only a one-sided love. But I hope I can get closer to him."

"If he still doesn't make you his, then he's an idiot! If it were me, I would treat you like my queen!"

Ugh, this is getting annoying. How rude was this man to insult the one I had affection for in front of me? Should I just kill him?

"Please stop. I hold him in the highest regard and you are being rude."

"Ah, sorry. I should go then."

As the man walked away, I heard his murmur of frustration.

"Tsk. Such a fine body, but it belongs to someone else. Maybe I should just rape her and cuck that bastard? Hehe, I'm getting excited, wonder what face she'd make when I fuck her brains out? Japs were freaky, right?"

The moment I heard this, I got up from my seat. I walked slowly towards the messenger. I caught up with him before he left, since he still had his eye on me. I hadn't planned to. But with such a terrible person, I might as well try to get what I could from him.

"Mister, I changed my mind. I am quite lonely, would you like to sleep with me?"

As if he was a different person, the pervert began to smile like a demon, and then he tried to grab my bottom, but I managed to evade his hands.

Making a seductive face, I waved my finger in front of him. Making sure his eyes were glued to me, I brushed my fingers along his forearm as I bared my chest to him.

"As much as I like strong men like you. We can't do this here. Let's go somewhere secluded and quiet. There you can do whatever you want with me."

"Right! Let's go! I know just the place!"

The man led me to a secluded street while he kept undressing me with his eyes. Numerous onlookers also catcalled me as I walked with the perverted messenger.

I wasn't dressed to charm, but I was wearing a fashionable women's business suit. It had a black blazer along with a black office skirt. Paired with a white blouse, the chest area naturally became the focus of attention.

While I was uncomfortable with the way men looked at me, my chest, at 32C, was quite large by Asian standards. A woman's body remained one of the better weapons to bewitch and distract. I usually kept it wrapped in a sarashi, as they would jump around if I didn't.

Finally, the man entered a filthy and disgusting room littered with beer bottles and garbage bags. On the floor was a stained mattress that looked like it hadn't been washed in weeks.

When I walked in, the man locked the door. He probably thinks he's scored a night with a celebrity, but nothing could be further from the truth.

"Well, welcome to my humble abode, why don't we start with a massage and some drinks?"

He approached me with his arms raised as if to remove my blazer. Too bad for him. If he thought I would let him have his way with me, he was sorely mistaken.

"Mister, I am shy, open your mouth for me and I will give you a surprise."

I bit into a small capsule in my mouth without him noticing. When I turned around, his face came closer as he tried to kiss me.

As the liquid pooled in my mouth, I made a slight opening and blew the substance out of my mouth like a stream. The spray got into his mouth and eyes.

"AHHHHHHHHHH... You bitch!"

He then began to flail his arms like a drunken brawler, dodging his limbs as I stepped in and uppercut his lower jaw skyward. My physical abilities were beyond even trained soldiers, so one could imagine how much damage I had done.

Not waiting for him to recover, I turned my body and delivered a full power mawashi geri or roundhouse kick to his ribs. The result was that the pervert slammed into the door with such force that he was punctured by the broken metal handle.