Chapter 84: The photoshoot! (1)
Tring~
Click.
"Hello."
She was so utterly, phenomenally shameless.
It didn’t even make it past two rings.
The exact millisecond the first ring tone started vibrating, she frantically swiped the screen.
And it wasn’t even a standard audio call. It was a live, high-definition video call.
Kaizen’s massive, glistening, bare upper torso was completely on display for her camera feed.
He was lying back against his pillows, completely shirtless, his broad chest and toned abs practically radiating heat through her phone screen.
"Madam President! You are not going to believe this! She actually messaged me back! The legendary Ms. Kitty herself!"
Kaizen shouted directly into the microphone, looking absolutely ecstatic.
Aria had explicitly sent that text from her secret, highly anonymous burner number earlier that evening, so she immediately dialed her acting skills up to eleven.
She put on a perfectly oblivious, casual expression, trying her best not to stare at his chest.
"Oh? Is that so?"
She muttered, letting out a haughty, aristocratic sniff as she climbed back onto her mattress and lazily lay down on her side.
"And what exactly did she have to say to you? Knowing a high-class woman like her, she must have sent a text to politely reject your ridiculous offer, right?"
"What?! Reject me?"
Kaizen scoffed loudly, throwing his head back against the headboard.
"No way in hell, President. Never."
"Then what did she say?"
"She said yes! She completely accepted the terms for tomorrow!"
Aria rolled her eyes dramatically, hiding the massive surge of panic in her chest.
"Hmph. If she actually agreed to work with a degenerate like you, she must be a complete, utter fool. Or completely blind."
"No, you’ve got it all wrong, President! She must be thoroughly, deeply impressed by my premium, legendary performance from this morning!"
Kaizen bragged, a smug, completely unhinged grin breaking across his handsome face.
"There is absolutely no way that’s the reason."
Aria countered, her face flushing a deep crimson as she remembered exactly how hard he had made her leak.
She leaned closer to the front-facing camera, her eyes narrowing as she noticed something strange about his audio feed.
"And wait a second... why on earth are you panting so heavily right now?"
"Oh, you want to know why?"
He chuckled darkly, his thumb casually sliding across the screen to switch over to his back camera.
?!
"What the actual—?!"
Aria’s words completely died in her throat.
The live video feed cleared up instantly, revealing a view that practically blinded her with its raw degeneracy.
It was Hina.
The sweet, innocent, top-tier heroine was currently on her hands and knees on Kaizen’s mattress.
Her cheeks were completely flushed a deep, manic pink, and she was eagerly, ravenously sucking on his massive, monster-like brother.
Like she had been trapped in a desolate, cock-starved desert for the past ten years!
Gulp.
Aria felt a massive wave of heat hit her lower belly, her throat tightening as she watched the sheer, rhythmic speed of Hina’s mouth.
Kaizen casually flipped the camera back to his smug, sweat-glistened face.
"Anyway, good night, Madam President. As you can clearly see, I have some highly urgent, extremely premium business to take care of on this side of the line."
"G-Good night."
"Ah, by the way, President... one quick question before I let you go."
Kaizen added, his eyes narrowing into a deeply wicked, predatory gaze.
"Ms. Kitty... she’s definitely not a virgin, right?"
"W-W-What the hell?! Why the actual fuck do you need to know something like that?!"
Aria completely exploded, her face turning as red as a ripe tomato as she screamed into the microphone.
"It is just a professional, high-stakes photoshoot! Absolutely nothing else!!!!"
"Right, right... of course it is. Just asking for logistical reasons... hehehe."
Click.
The screen went completely black as he ruthlessly cut the line.
Aria dropped the phone onto the sheets, her chest heaving up and down as she panted heavily in the quiet dark of her bedroom.
Her mind was a mess of images.
Hina’s desperate face... Kaizen’s massive size... and that final, terrifying question.
Why the hell did he ask if she was a virgin?!
What kind of unhinged, boundary-breaking trap was he planning to spring on her during tomorrow’s shoot?!
It was terrifying! It was completely scandalous!
...And yet, down below, her completely corrupted, soaking-wet underwear proved that she was already counting down the hours until morning.
....
Meanwhile, back across the campus in the luxury suite, Kaizen threw his head back against the headboard and smirked like a literal final boss.
"The trap is perfectly set."
He muttered, his eyes glowing with absolute, triumphant malice.
"Time to officially acquire my second elite harem member! The untouchable Student Council President is about to be completely, utterly mine! Mwahahaha!"
He reached down and aggressively cupped the back of the kneeling girl’s head, guiding her down with zero mercy.
"Now suck it even harder, you dirty little princess!"
...
The next morning, the clock on the wall struck exactly 9:00 AM.
Kaizen rolled out of bed, fully bathed, smelling like premium executive cologne, and dressed to absolute perfection.
He whipped out his smartphone and aggressively tapped into his banking app to check his current liquid net worth.
[$50.00]
That was it.
That was the entire, pathetic budget left to his name.
Where the hell did all his money go?
Well, turns out buying tens of millions of high-quality, high-retention bot followers on NewTube to completely manipulate the global algorithm overnight is not cheap at all!
"But it’s an absolute investment!" Kaizen declared proudly to the empty walls.
After all, after today’s legendary, boundary-breaking photoshoot with the Student Council President, he was going to be an absolute multi-millionaire anyway!
It was completely fine to dump his entire life savings into digital bot farms.
He glanced over at his king-sized bed.
Hina was currently buried under the duvet, sleeping like an absolute angel.
Her body completely wiped out and peacefully resting from the historic, multi-hour marathon drilling session she had survived last night.
Kaizen spun around, his eyes locking onto the sleek object resting on his study table.
It was the premium dog mask he had purchased earlier.
This wasn’t just some cheap, plastic Halloween prop, it was a high-grade magical artifact mask.
The exact second you put it on, it completely distorts your hair color, warps your vocal cords, and casts a high-definition blurring illusion over your entire face.
It was the exact same industrial-grade stealth tech that "Ms. Kitty" and her boyfriend "Mr. Cat" used for their streams!
Thanks to this premium magical gear, absolutely nobody on the entire internet layout would ever be able to identify their real-world student identities.
"Time to secure the bag."
Kaizen smirked.
He snatched the magical mask, shoved it into his jacket pocket, and confidently stormed out of his dorm room.
Heading straight toward the luxury hotel suite booked for the ultimate, record-breaking gooner masterpiece!
