Chapter 155 – 155 – Shooting a 60mm Mortar Towards the Detention Center

After a secret and private drinking party between the prosecutor in charge and my lawyers, my case was magically decided to defer prosecution.

The fact that I had already received letters of withdrawal of charges and petitions for leniency from the two women who had reported the case may have helped my prosecutor take a lighter step in deciding to suspend the indictment.

“It’s a shame. I would rather have been accommodated. If you do this, you will be booked and it will be recorded.”

“Even so, the number of cases that went to trial and were acquired would have been more difficult and difficult. Deferred prosecution was the best solution.”

“I see, anyway, thank you for your hard work. “Lawyer teacher.”

“No. Mr. Ohta. It was also an honor to serve President Oota.”

Is it because they gave me a lot of money so far?

The lawyer’s greeting is almost like a flip phone greeting at a 90 degree angle.

‘Oh right. Come to think of it, did you say that Hikari and Miho also gave the lawyer some success compensation?’

It may not be as much as the amount I have paid so far, but it seems like I have taken some good money from my pussy slaves.

So, wouldn’t he be acting like my exclusive lawyer by lowering his head to the point that it touches the ground again and asking him to call me if something like this happens again?

‘Hmm… , Since the money I have given you so far is quite a bit, shall I ask you to defend Ren Fukuda? … No. Let’s just let him go for now and go visit Fukuda.’

Do you have a sense of loyalty or obligation to give Ren Fukuda a lawyer? There was none.

It’s just that I was slightly willing to accept the proposal of Hopa Ikeman Ren Fukuda.

And to the extent that you think that Fukuda, who was unfairly accused of being a criminal by Japanese judicial authorities, deserves to be treated unfairly?

‘I’d like to go see Fukuda sometime.’

I was curious about what it felt like to go to a detention center as a visitor, so I applied for a visit and went to see Fukuda.

However, when I went to visit, I felt very dirty for some reason.

This was the place where I was humiliated.

‘Fuck! The place where I got my butt checked… ! My best dark history…!! Oh shit. I just want to burn this place down… I just fucking want to kill everyone with a gun…’

It slowly came to a head.

He said that it is okay at first or in the beginning, but as time goes by, it gets more and more annoying.

Similar types of things include kicking the blanket only after some time has passed… , Or you got into an argument or argument with someone and lost, and after a while, you thought, ‘Oh, shit. ‘I should have said that back then.’ Or, due to an experience of being treated unfairly in the past, it was similar to the case of thinking, “Oh, I shouldn’t have been treated like that then.”

Anyway, when I came to the detention center, I remembered the process of being imprisoned and the time when I was imprisoned, and I remembered the scene of such degrading and human rights violations, so I came back.

Meanwhile, I made eye contact with some detention center employees… , I didn’t like the feeling of people laughing and tearing up at me for some reason.

Of course, I don’t know if the employees thought I was just a regular customer who came to visit, so they were smiling with a sense of friendly service…, Just now my judgment was distorted and everything looked bad.

Then, I ran into an old corrections officer at a detention center. This employee seemed to remember my face and pretended to know me.

“Oh my, isn’t this the rich guy who went out on bail a few days ago? Did you say Jun Ota? Hey, did you make any friends during that time? “Would you like to come visit me?”

A slightly sarcastic, yet belittling remark.

After seeing this bastard, I decided what I should do next.

‘Are you mad?’

At this time, I decided the fate of Japan in this third-tier world.

I decided to fucking turn it over.

I guess I’ll have to do some GTA stuff here.

Now, the genre of this world on the third floor of the tower is not an adult commercial worldview, but an otherworldly modern fantasy production.

So I just decided.

‘I’ll show you what happens if I make up my mind and do something crazy. It starts with this detention center.’

I felt like I couldn’t get over it because the heat was rising inside me.

The humiliation I suffered, and the one I suffered recently from a repatriation in real life. What the pussy slaves endured in front of the police because they were pregnant.

Anyway, all the stress piled up and I exploded.

Maybe you shouldn’t have expected patience from me in the first place?

‘Spreading the zombie virus is the last, last, last resort. Once the zombie virus spreads here, additional trials will become impossible or difficult to overcome… I just have to mess around like GTA.’

It’s not difficult to find a woman, even if you do a bit of mischief.

It doesn’t become difficult to find women like in the zombie apocalypse.

To put it bluntly, even if Japan is ruined because of the GTA-like mess… Even if you go to America, Brazil, or Argentina and fuck a lot of women, you will easily overcome further trials.

It’s on a different level from the zombie apocalypse.

Unlike before, I began to memorize as much as I could the locations and geography of what appeared to be watchtowers and major defense and security buildings inside the detention center.

Because I needed it to break the law soon.

“… Older brother! Ugh… , Older brother. I thought you would come. I only trust my brother. … How is my case going? By any chance, did you find a lawyer?”

“Hmm, … Hey. Do you think Shinjuku full course is still possible?”

“… Water, of course. “If you just tell me, if I can get out of here, I’ll go on a full course in Shinjuku and crush all the pretty girls.”

“Hmm…”

“Older brother… ,Please…”

When I looked worried, Ren Fukuda begged me as if there was no one he could rely on other than me.

I looked a little more worried… , She gave him a determined look and told him to wait for tomorrow.

“Wait until tomorrow.”

“… Brother, thank you… ! I believed it… ! Thank you, thank you so much… !”

“Yes, yes.”

After finishing the visit, I returned to the hotel where my pussy slaves were staying.

Since I was locked up in a Tokyo detention center, I decided to send all the pussy slaves who came all the way to Tokyo and stayed at the hotel for me back to the rural village where Hikari’s house is located.

Everyone was worried about me, so I came to Tokyo and stayed at the hotel, but only Kyoka Miura, who had wanted to come to Tokyo from the beginning, seemed a little excited. .

“Hmm, first of all, everyone must have suffered mentally and physically because of me going to the detention center, and I am not alone, so I feel really sorry for that.”

“””Yes…”””

As I bow my head, I see the pussy slaves wondering what’s going on.

“I’m going back to the country village with my new pussy slaves.”

“… Hey, master… ! I want to do more shopping in Tokyo…”

As Kyoka stood with her hands up, looking at the people around her, she made a request to me in a low voice, but I shook her head and told her no, telling her to go back right away tomorrow.

“Hey…”

“It’s an order. Go back on the fastest train tomorrow. I will finish my ‘work’ here and go back.”

“Yes…”

I spoke firmly, leaving behind the childlike Kyoka, who was disappointed that she could not go out and shop in Tokyo since she was in Tokyo.

Kyoka was very disappointed because her body and mind she were like a child, but she became convinced and calmed down when I promised to let her have fun on my next trip to Tokyo.

“Hikari. You are my pussy slave number one and their leader. Take care while I’m away and get everyone safely home. Take good care of Kohane Saito and Chiyo Sakamoto, who have become new pussy slaves.”

“… Yes, sir.”

“Miho. Please help Hikari a lot. Since you are the oldest person here, Hikari will need your help a lot.”

“Yes, master.”

After giving the order, I enjoyed sex with all seven of them throughout the evening and night until early morning, then took the train and sent the pussy slaves to a rural village.

The pussy slaves were a little excited as they stayed up all night having orgy sex.

If the 7 of us hadn’t taken turns dealing with me, we wouldn’t have been able to even ride the train all day.

I came to the train station, boarded the train, and greeted him.

Hikari, who finally came to her senses, asked me to finish work quickly and come back.

“West… , Please come back quickly. I’ll be waiting… ♡”

“Of course. I’ll finish it as quickly as possible and then I’ll go fuck your pussy. “Go home and wait quietly.”

“Yes… ♡”

After sending all the pussy slaves away.

I purchased several types of masks in abundance at a shopping mall near the train station to hide my identity.

There were many types of masks, but the one I chose was one that was as similar to the Japanese style as possible.

“This would be good.”

There was a mask that seemed to resemble a Japanese evil spirit Rakshasa and a samurai helmet.

It wasn’t that expensive, so I bought all the masks on the shelf and put them in subspace.

After leaving the shopping district and taking a taxi, I got off in a deserted place about 2km outside the Tokyo Detention Center.

After sending the taxi, I took out my mask and put it on.

It was a mask of a demon Raksha wearing a samurai helmet.

And I took out the 60mm mortar that I had recently picked up in Battle Grounder 2, the second floor of the tower, from subspace.