An unlikely rescue

Before anyone could make another move, the door to Yoshida’s bedroom swung open. Nobody was waiting beyond. Or so it seemed. Something shoots of the room and Ueno’s head rocks to the side so hard that you wonder if his neck is broken. Subaru is next. He doubles over seemingly apropos of nothing, then smashes into the ground. Yoshida eyes the gun that is lying on top of his discarded clothes. The invisible **** is faster, however. Yoshida’s gun levitates off the ground and points itself toward Yoshida. Them the invisible man pulls back his mask and hood. It’s Ishikawa.

What the hell? So he wasn’t captured after all? You know you should be happy about that but for the moment all you can think about is the fact that you just had a cock the size of a baseball bat up your ass for no reason at all. “What in the world are you doing here?” Ishikawa asks.

“Rescuing you...” you mutter.

His eyes rove over the three naked men, and then you, lying in a pool of cum. You don’t even want to imagine what your butthole looks like. “You have an...interesting way of going about it.” You want to curl into a ball and out of existence. The shame is almost unbearable. Ishikawa notices and says, kindly, “You did good keeping them, uh, occupied until I could finish. Thank you.” His pity only makes you feel worse. Ishikawa turns back to Yoshida. “As for you, I only have three words for you. Hirohito’s wet pinata!”

“Huh?” Yoshida asks, flabbergasted, a sentiment you can sympathize with. Then a look of horror dawns on his face. “No!”

“Yes!” Ishikawa laughs. It hits you what happened. One of the reasons it was so difficult to bring down Yoshida was that his clan had developed an extremely nasty, clever and vindictive AI to protect their secrets. Its name was Gensai and usually only spoken of in hushed tones. Several NPA cyber crime agents had had their lives destroyed by the AI. The yakuza weren’t stupid enough to release something like that without having a way to kill it, though. The NPA had theorized that a command code to destroy it had to be in place. Likely one that could be activated by mere thought. However, since it was impossible to deliberately not think of something, Yoshida himself wouldn’t know the words. They’d be kept somewhere safe though and close by, so he could get to them in an emergency.

A few seconds later, the lights in the building shutdown. You assume that it must be the work of the NPA hackers getting into the systems now that Gensai is dead. “Come on!” Ishikawa shouts, dragging you up by the arm. He pulls you toward the window you came in through. What about Yoshida? you almost ask but you realize yourself that he’s finished. The NPA will handle the rest of the investigation their own way.

Ishikawa slides you through the hole you’d cut opened. Your scream of terror is cut off when you slam into the roof of a car. Ishikawa follows, landing hard on the car next to you. It tips alarmingly but stabilizes itself. “Hurry!” Ishikawa yells. He slides around and slips through the driver’s side window. You crawl over and do the same through the passenger side, only quite a bit more clumsily. Normally it wouldn’t have been a problem but your legs feel like noodles. As soon as you’re inside, Ishikawa gives the command for the car to go. Then he tosses the suit you’d worn into the building at you. You hug it close, glad he thought to grab it but too tired to bother putting it on.

Tears spring to your eyes for some reason and you can't stop the sob rising up in you. You curl up and bury your face in your knees. You're horribly embarrassed but you can't seem to stop crying. Damn this body! This stupid body... Ishikawa, kindly, doesn't say anything as you cry yourself to sleep in the passenger seat of his car.