[DOA Breast Edge] Mai Shiranui's Suppressed Lewdness

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On the outskirts of Shizuoka Prefecture, more precisely near the foot of Mount Fuji in Komori, and
after climbing several steep uphill sections towards the summit, in a sparsely populated, sunless,
dense mountain forest, enveloped by a vast expanse of shimmering forest
, lies a dilapidated yet still magnificent mansion—the Ii family's grand house.

Despite its dust and age, this enormous mansion still stands tall.
The passage of time and the changing of owners, aside from excess dust and empty rooms, seem to have left no concrete or obvious traces
on . It remained the same simple yet magnificent Japanese-style building.

On an ordinary morning, the ever-present sunlight streamed into the room through the windows, piercing through the dark forest
before them The dappled sunlight filtering through the trees fell like thin veils, gently draping the house
, the warm raindrops of light washing away the heaviness and depth of the night.

Tick-tock, the old clock swung its pendulum slowly and rhythmically, its clear, resonant chimes
echoing within the empty house, announcing the end of the silent night and the beginning of a new day.
As if responding to the chimes, with a series of light footsteps, a beautiful figure opened
the front door.

"This is incredible news!!"

A figure rushed into the large room, her large strides clattering on the worn tatami mats.
Fine dust was sent flying by the shockwave,
shimmering golden in the sunlight like grains of gold dust dancing in the wind.

"Hehe, this is a great opportunity to make a fortune!"

It was undoubtedly a young girl's voice, neither the mature, sexy, alluring voice of a woman nor the innocent, cute echo of
a girl , but a pleasant voice somewhere in between. It was as
natural and melodious as a flowing spring, sweet as honey, charming yet alluring, clear and resonant yet
melodious and mellow .

Tap! Tap!

Tap! The sound of typing followed closely after the girl's sweet voice. A flawless figure was seen sitting
on the sofa in the room, busily fiddling with a huge desktop computer.

"Heh heh, as expected, the bolder you are, the more you reap! I'm rich this time!" The figure
chuckled , looking at the blue-glowing computer screen, snapping her fingers, revealing a confident
expression of certainty.

The mirror-like screen reflected the figure clearly, and
indeed, it was a vibrant young woman, no more than 20 years old
. Moreover, she possessed breathtaking beauty.

Her long, flowing black hair cascaded like a waterfall, gathered into a loose bun that fell naturally down
her neck, branching into two ponytails that cascaded down her back. It wasn't glamorous or seductive, but
possessed a simple and natural charm that drew attention. Fortunately, most people wouldn't
miss the girl's stunningly beautiful face . The girl's face was like a silver basin, a perfectly oval shape with even contours .

A slight blush graced her full cheeks, making her both cute and
alluring . Her features were striking yet gentle, especially her almond-shaped eyes, clear,
bright, and piercing. Upon closer inspection, one would discover that this young woman was appearing without makeup. Yet, her lips
were naturally red, her eyebrows naturally dark, her eyes bright, her teeth white, and her skin like jade, possessing a pure, classical beauty. She
was like a lost fairy who had traveled from the romantic world of ancient times to the present, as beautiful as a secluded orchid in a valley,
breathtakingly beautiful.

The girl's name was "Ii Naotora," but this was not her real name; it was
a code name she had prepared for her work, the name of her ancestor. This name, like her job, had been passed down through generations from her mother,
grandmother, and even great-grandmother—an information broker active in the shadows.

"If I sell this information, I won't have to worry about food and drink this year! Whew... I feel like I can see Yukichi
waving !" The girl crossed her arms and fell backward, lying comfortably on the sofa. She looked
like she was having a wonderful dream. Her eyes were closed, her eyebrows were slightly curved, the corners of her mouth were upturned, her face was flushed, and
she was all smiles . She looked very happy.

【The next agent's administrator is still Sal!】 This is just a simple sentence, but its weight
should not be underestimated. This sentence undoubtedly deserves its priceless value.

As a skilled information broker, Naoko has secretly investigated many things about the yakuza. She
knows . Rather than a simple violent gang, it is more like a tightly structured
conglomerate.

By distributing all its industries and groups to so-called "agents," it launders these shady
businesses and uses these legalized companies to launder the yakuza's internal dirty money,
smoothly forming a continuous economic cycle. This not only safely launders a lot of money from unknown sources
but also effectively changes the yakuza's status.

Among these, the administrator is an extremely lucrative position. As a transit point for the agents, they can rake in tens of thousands of dollars
every day . However, the manager is the only
person in the gang who can directly meet the boss. In other words, the manager's position in the gang is undoubtedly second
only to , a coveted position for everyone in the gang. The possibility of their succession is always
enough to cause a huge uproar. The number of people wanting this information could probably fill a train carriage.

However, while Naotora is an information broker, she's not a casual freelancer
who sells information to just anyone. She has a fixed partner—the Metropolitan Police Department
's Yakuza Division.

In recent years, thanks to the boss's management, the gang's power has grown significantly, and its status is extremely important.
Most of the city's real estate is under their control, from small public toilets to large residential complexes. Basically, the gang owns
almost everything. It can be said that with a mere flick of the boss's wrist, the city's economic power can be significantly increased.
Even Ji himself would tremble, and to this day, even the police can't easily take direct action against her, let alone
other information brokers.

Therefore, Naoko seized this opportunity. Even if it was a risky move, the reward was undoubtedly proportional.
As the only information broker in the city who still dared to continue collecting information about gangs, the police
valued . By selling information to the police, Naoko not only obtained a huge sum of money but also
received high attention and protection from the police.

But... all of this happened a year ago!

"More information?... Wait... wait a minute... It's impossible to..." Naoko stared at
the text flashing on the computer screen, her mouth agape in shock and anger. Then, her entire expression became
distressed .

On the laptop screen in front of Naoko, in the azure chat box, black text appeared one by one.
It was the Metropolitan Police Department's reply to the information Naoko had obtained: [All information about Sal
should be collected as much as possible within this week.] Naoto is no longer
as .

That was about half a year ago! Multiple hacking incidents that stole organizational secrets finally caught the attention of the gang.
They seemed to have finally understood the importance of network information security in modern society, and thus began to bring in talent in network
management .

Although it's unknown what that person did, the gang's internal security system suddenly became
significantly . While Naoto's skills weren't incapable of hacking, it was impossible for
him to do so without leaving a trace and silently. Because of this, the intelligence Naoto obtained began to decrease drastically from then on. Key intelligence
was always missing, or progress was slow, often missing opportunities. This led to Naoto's
status as a police informant declining.

"Damn it, are these people out of their minds? I hacked through the entire gang's system in one go!
The security on the other side must have already found the IP address here. Instead of sending someone to pick me up, they want me to keep investigating. Are
they trying to sell me out?"

Indeed, Naotora is now in a dangerous predicament. On one hand, as a
police informant, she has investigated far too many gang secrets; it wouldn't be surprising if she were silenced. The only
reason she can still live so comfortably is because of police protection. On the other hand, as
the gang's security becomes increasingly robust, the intelligence she obtains is becoming more and more limited. The police, as her intelligence trading partner, are
also very dissatisfied, leading to their decreasing regard for her.
It wouldn't be surprising if their cooperation were terminated at any time.

The investigation into Sal seems to be a test for Naotora, a touchstone to determine her worth. If
she refuses or fails, she will never cooperate with the police again, and without her backing, she can no longer
continue as an information broker.

"Ugh! Damn it, I have no choice but to investigate!" Naotora
gritted her teeth in anger, but she was helpless. If the police withdrew their protection from Naotora now,
gang members would probably come knocking on her door within hours. Thinking of this, Naotora could only say in a fit of rage, "It's just
Sal! I'll find out everything about you, so be prepared!"

Because she had no other choice, Naotora finally made up her mind. She
immediately turned on her computer and began to try to hack into the network of the nightclub that Sal belonged to. Fortunately,
the firewall was not very strong, and she successfully hacked in in just a few moments.

"Huh!? Wait...wait a minute, isn't this woman...what's going on??" 　　　　Then

, through the hacked data, she discovered something: for the past month or so
, a stunningly beautiful woman had been 　　appearing beside Sal. This woman, though Naotora had never met her, was very
familiar to him; she was Mai Shiranui, a ninja of the school. ~~ ... 　　Strolling through this secluded, dense forest, the underfoot is covered with wildly growing weeds . Due to the recent drizzle, raindrops seem to still cling to the corners of the blades of grass, and a sniff reveals the fresh, mingled scent of rain and vegetation. 　　At the edge of this forest stands an elegant, antique-style villa—the Shiranui Mansion—and its owner is none other than the renowned Mai Shiranui. 　　At this moment, whether due to her identity as a fighter or her own unique habits, Mai Shiranui, already awake, is sitting on a lounge chair on the villa's balcony. She wears a large, fluffy robe, and beside her lies a cup of untouched coffee. She looks utterly lost and exhausted, seemingly devoid of any motivation. 　　"Oh no! What am I going to do?!" 　　Her brain felt heavy as if it were filled with lead, her consciousness sinking deeper and deeper into a hazy swamp. In a hazy, dreamlike state, her beautiful face resembled a white, chaotic dumpling filled with sorrow . Her rosy cheeks were slightly tilted, her head turned to the side, her face pressed against the cool sandalwood table. Her appearance was different from her usual refined and otherworldly demeanor; instead, she looked like a cute and ethereal girl next door, evoking feelings of pity. 　　"Why did this kind of news have to come out at this time?!" Mai looked at the newspaper in her hand. It was the City Daily, and on the front page, the headline "[Missing Famous Female Fighter Confirmed - Mai Shiranui's Whereabouts Revealed, Found to Have Been Loitering in Nightclubs with an Unknown Male Companion]" was particularly eye-catching. 　　There's even a striking photograph on the title page, showing Mai and Sal in their gorgeous . In the photo, Mai is smiling gently, leaning against Sal's chest with her hands on his chest, looking incredibly sweet and dependent. Sal, on the other hand, has one hand around Mai's neck, greedily embracing her bare shoulder.

The two were practically pressed together, their bodies almost touching, a truly intimate display. They walked into the nightclub, chatting and
laughing .

Mai picked up the newspaper with a hint of annoyance, her eyes half-closed, her long, slender fingers lightly brushing her cheek .
"And this report is just too strange! Who is it…?"

The beautiful female fighter unconsciously frowned. Finally, she put down the newspaper,
her expression thoughtful. But before that…

"Sarr, are you awake? You could have slept a little longer today!" With a creak
, Mai's partner, Sal, who had just gotten out of bed, pushed open the glass balcony
door, walking out in his pajamas and slippers. He seemed completely oblivious to the fact that his
casual home attire was excessively relaxed.

"I'd like to sleep, but things must be really troublesome on your end!" The man, just out of bed, sighed and shook his head .
He held his forehead with one hand and pointed at the newspaper in his other, looking utterly helpless,
as if had a terrible headache.

"Ugh! You already know? That's a bit surprising!" "

Of course! It's on the front page, and this lousy headline is full of flaws. What do you mean by 'confirmed missing'
?! Who did these damn reporters confirm with?! And 'visited nightclubs with unknown male companions,' fuck you!
The accompanying picture is of you and me at the nightclub, not even a mosaic. Unknown my ass!
I was harassed by those paparazzi all night! What the hell are they doing?! How did they even manage to take these pictures?"
Sal looked at his phone, pointing at the news notification, reading it aloud word by word. He was agitated,
even a little slurred, but he tried his best to remain calm, otherwise he probably would have smashed it.

"Come on! Calm down! Getting angry won't solve anything! We
need to ..."

"We did, but it's useless. I had people investigate this last night. This news was exclusively reported by a reporter from
the Chaoyang New Daily. I think his name is Kishio Ueto, a local reporter. Apparently, he's
just a newbie who's only been working here for a few days! This is his first exclusive, and..."

"All the information came from someone else!? And he doesn't even know who that person is!?"
Seeing Sal so angry, Mai, who had probably guessed the outcome, put down the newspaper, half-closed her eyes, gently picked up
her coffee, took a small sip, and then asked Sal with a somewhat knowing expression.

"Yes, from the content to the photos, even the title, it's all finished products that someone else mailed to him. None of it was
his idea... Hey! No, wait a minute... How come you..." Sal complained angrily
. Perhaps because he had been up all night about this, he looked like he hadn't slept well. He
wasn't very clear-headed, his mind was foggy, and his thoughts were all over the place. Even Wu's obvious question took him a
while to process.

"Sigh!" Wu gave a wry smile, putting down her half-finished coffee. She lifted
her long, slender neck, revealing a delicate, snow-white neck that looked like flawless jade.
Even though she had only slightly styled it, she soon exuded the capable aura of a powerful woman. She reached out to
Sal, pulling him to sit beside her, and patiently explained, "Take a look at
this first!"

Wu spread out a newspaper in front of Sal, pointing to the largest picture—
a photo of her and Sal entering the nightclub. "First of all, this photo is definitely not a candid shot. Judging from the angle,
it captures both of our faces and clearly shows the nightclub entrance. Considering the line of sight,
the location couldn't be more than 5 meters away from us. I think this must be…"

"Our nightclub's surveillance...cam...cam...came?" Sal wasn't stupid. Although he wasn't
fully conscious , Wu's prompting helped him process the information quickly. He immediately realized what was happening,
and his face turned deathly pale, cold sweat pouring down his face. He stared at Wu, dumbfounded,
and stammered, "This...this is...our nightclub's internal data!? You...you mean,
our data...was...stolen?"

"Very likely!" Wu nodded as if confirming a fact. "
The speed is too fast, and even just looking at the content, several parts seem rushed. This
is probably just a diversionary tactic to buy time."

"Damn! This is terrible! No...no, I have to get back right now..." The nightclub wasn't just Sal's
foundation, but also the core of his business as a manager. It contained all the records of Sal's money laundering and his transfers with other
managers . If its internal data were hacked, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say his life
would be over. You can imagine how panicked he was right now.

"Hey! I told you not to rush!" Before Wu could finish speaking, Sal, his face dark, immediately got up
to leave .

Seeing this, Wu quickly grabbed Sal, who was about to get up. However, even with her extensive training, a woman's
wrist strength was insufficient to move a large man, especially since Sal was considered quite robust for a man.
So, she changed her approach, grabbing Sal's arm with one hand and leaping up before him,
passing by his side. In the process, Wu moved with the agility of a swallow, turning and twisting several times
to reach Sal's front. Then, as if in freefall, she fell backward, naturally pressing Sal back
into his seat. Not only that, her perfect body landed directly on Sal's lap.

"Hoo... Sal...?" Wu leaned into Sal's arms, bending her beautiful legs and resting her body against his
chest . With one hand, she gently wrapped her arms around his neck. Wu tilted her head slightly, her small nose brushing against
Sal's cheek, slowly exhaling warm breath, the gentle scent flowing near his earlobe.

"Wu...Wu..."

It has to be said, Wu really knows what Sal likes! She is a true beauty,
and describing her appearance as gorgeous and alluring is perfectly apt. Plus, her deliberately lowered voice, uttered in a childlike tone, is incredibly...
The combination of cuteness and charm was incredibly potent. Hearing her sweet, coquettish voice,
Sal 's little brother immediately became erect.

"Hey! You rascal, we're still talking about serious matters!" Feeling the hard bulge pressing against her buttocks,
right between her two round buttocks, Wu was startled. She probably hadn't expected Sal
to be so easily aroused. Her cheeks flushed red, and with a soft scolding, she quickly distanced herself from Sal
.

"Ahem! I said, what exactly did you want to say?" Seeing Wu's expression, Sal knew she really
had something important to say. So he tried his best to suppress his expression and his rising lust,
but the woman in his arms was simply too beautiful, and he couldn't tear his eyes away no matter what.

"Uh...ah, well...that's right..." Wu seemed to notice Sal's embarrassment. Her
eyes began to dart away, avoiding Sal's eager gaze. Her awkward expression betrayed her utter
panic .

But after a while, she calmed herself down. After several deep breaths, Wu regained her composure and
said slowly, "Don't go back to the nightclub right now. This matter can't alert the gang.
We two can handle it discreetly!"

"Why?"

"First, regardless of this person's motives, since he was able to steal information from your nightclub, he must be quite capable
! Second, people in this business can't be unaware of the connection between your nightclub and the gang. This person's
willingness to you proves he has considerable guts! I think..."

"You want to use him to find out the boss's real identity??? Don't be ridiculous. We don't
even Besides, he's already given our photos to the newspaper. How could he possibly be on our side
? We absolutely can't take such a big risk..."

Perhaps Wu's plan was too idealistic. Sal, as the manager who knew the boss well, felt that this
idea was too far-fetched. He shook his head repeatedly, but just as he was about to refute it, he suddenly seemed
to think of something and fell silent.

'Wait a minute, there might be hackers capable of hacking my system now. I know a few, but they're
mostly hired by private companies or government agencies. Why would they do something like giving data to the newspaper, which would expose
them? They couldn't possibly not know that even if the monk runs away, the temple can't hide!' "Salt's nightclub
uses a very advanced data security system. It employs a complex and cumbersome encryption method and
security system. While it's not foolproof and without any flaws, only a handful of people are capable of hacking it
. These people are all top figures in the hacker world. Sal may not know them all, but he has at least heard of them.
They are basically all employees of large corporations or government agencies in various places. In other words, they
are people with certain backing.

" "Hmm... what's wrong? Sal, why aren't you saying anything? Do you have any ideas?" Seeing Sal
hesitate and pause, Wu tilted her head and asked.

"Ah... no, nothing. It's true, as you said, this person might unexpectedly come in handy!"
Sal flashed his signature wicked smile again, then grabbed Wu's slender waist, his hands roaming freely
over Wu's smooth back.

"Ugh...you...you're so annoying! Let's finish this after we've done our business..." Suddenly being touched in a sensitive spot,
Wu immediately started to complain coquettishly. She pushed Sal away somewhat awkwardly, but her flustered appearance, half shy and half annoyed,
seemed to have a hint of wanting to accept but also resisting.

"Hahaha, Wu, you don't need to worry anymore. I've roughly guessed the hacker's identity. Just as
you said, this hacker can be used!"

"Eh!? Really!?" "

That's right. A master capable of hacking into my system. If you say he stole our data for fun,
I absolutely don't believe it. This kind of person wouldn't act alone; someone must be hiring him.
If that's the case , why would he specifically sell the data to a newspaper!?"

"Hmm... The simplest consideration is that he had a falling out with his employer, or his employer didn't pay him enough.
However... these are unlikely. Offending the powerful underworld for a little profit is
simply courting death!"

"That's right. He must be desperate now, so he had no choice but to sell the information to the newspaper. He did this
not only to confuse us and buy time, but also as a last resort. If I'm not mistaken,
he must have already prepared a fake IP address, a fake identity, and a fake address. If others
follow they will only fall into his trap and end up with nothing."

"Ha! So, according to our astute Mr. Sal, who exactly is this cunning hacker
?" Mai became interested, standing up from Sal's lap, her tall figure ramrod straight, rubbing her hands together
, looking full of energy. She would act immediately as soon as she heard Sal's "name."

"Desperate, a capable hacker, unafraid of the gang's reputation, and able to move freely—
there's only one who fits all these criteria: [Ii Naotora], that's the hacker's codename!"

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