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it was a peaceful day in kivotos. super peaceful.
abydos was chilling. they're always chilling. abydos has never been caught up in any sort of turmoil. so chilling that it seemed nothing could ruin their day.
"black suit started an onlyfans"
chaos.
"what the fuck hoshino"
"now look now look" hoshino was protecting her phone from her friends trying to smack it out the window. "i didn't go searching for it or anything. i just—shiroko stop"
shiroko was fully locked in trying to disintegrate hoshino's phone, but her senior was just better than her. a tragic outcome. "it just popped up on my phone i swear. i thought it was fake so i did a little digging and uh, here we are"
ayane was about to crash out, looking at her phone in shock. serika was watching over her shoulder, damn near ready to pass out. "hoshino. why are you top donor"
"uhehe"
"this is not an uhehe moment why are you subscribing to BLACK SUIT'S ONLYFANS for… wait let me check FIVE THOUSAND YEN A MONTH? ARE WE SERIOUS HOSHINO"
"it was an honest mistake i swear i was just curious"
"YOU BOUGHT THE YEARLY PLAN"
"two months off! it was a steal!"
"A STEAL?! PUT DOWN THE PHONE AND BOX ME RIGHT NOW I WILL SLAM YOU INTO NEXT MONTH"
hoshino tossed her phone aside. shiroko jumped up and volleyball spiked it out the window. "okay that's enough my cute little junior put your hands up" they started beefing.
nonomi was in the corner of the room, staring at her banking app. "when i told her she could use my credit card… i didn't think…"
she got a message from her butler. "miss, your parents have raised some concerns regarding your recent transactions"
"oh fuck"
—~~~—
"ho ho ho" black suit wore a most maniacal grin as he watched the shadowed figure walk up to him. "it seems we meet again, dearest sensei"
"oh fuck off black suit you know why i'm here" sensei pulled up into the light and slammed his credit card down. "let's just cut to the chase"
"oh?" black suit's grin did not let up, though his curiosity definitely shone through. "i must say, i don't quite understand what you mean to tell me. i ask you to be more direct in your demands, if you must."
"fifty thousand yen" sensei shouted, slamming his palm on the credit card three times. "FIFTY. THOUSAND. YEN. and not a single yen fewer, huh? i helped you build your account brick by brick, from the precise angle of your profile picture to the lighting on each and every thirst trap, and yet this is the thanks i get?"
black suit huffed amusedly, watching his friend quivering in an uncontrolled emotional descent. "you must understand, dear sensei, that i never intended for you to suffer so. you see, the funds from this endeavor are not simply to be used for my own entertainment. every hour i tell myself how perilous this life would be without your immense support. to that, i ask for your patience, for just a moment longer, and i will offer you a recompense fit for the nameless priests"
"money? you think i want your MONEY?" sensei reached into his back pocket and pulled out a black credit card that nearly burst apart when he slammed it above his own.
"sensei?! what the fuck are you doing?" came a low, stern voice from his tablet. "are you fucking kidding me?"
"shut up plana, you're not part of this conversation" sensei pulled out his tablet and chucked it across the room. the corner stuck itself into the wall, chipping off a small piece of stone on impact. "listen here bitch. if i'm paying all this for you, i better see five personalized videos PER DAY in my momotalk dms or you'll never hear the end of it"
black suit exhaled with a force that even the OS girls in the back of the room could clearly feel. "very well. i will see to it that you are properly rewarded for your support."
"that's all i ever wanted." sensei picked up his credit cards and walked back to the elevator, pulling out his tablet on the way. "don't disappoint me"
"i never have, and i never will"
—~~~—
it was a citywide catastrophe.
by no means was fifty thousand yen a small sum, and though one may ask why nobody was looking at the five thousand monthly plan, one would be a fool not to consider the two month discount that the yearly plan provided.
all across kivotos, banks and local shops were raided. citizens of all types were rushing to get their hands on their very own fifty thousand yen plan — now with one personalized video per month from black suit himself.
yuuka felt the worst of it. she knew something felt off. she tried to talk to himari. ignored without a second glance. she couldn't even reach rio.
"noa i'm starting to think—are you listening?"
"huh" noa quickly chucked her phone across the room. suddenly, koyuki was out cold on the floor. "yeah what's up"
yuuka sighed. "i'm starting to think millennium may be falling apart again"
noa shook her head. "gehenna's the one paying for it in the end"
"what"
"rio found a way to—er, yeah" noa stood up and quickly shuffled toward koyuki "oh look at this koyuki's fast asleep i'll have to take her to her room"
"uh"
"okay bye yuuka~" she picked up her phone and dragged koyuki away.
yuuka was about to crash out.