Hōōmaru's POV: For goodness' sake, the notarized document was, without any shadow of a doubt, getting most intolerable to read through. Lady Ragyō was certainly very meticulous about the slightest of details within her will, to be fair, and interestingly enough, it was quite short, consisting of no more than three pages. Within the envelope that contained the will was a small note, in her familiar handwriting. "For Kiryūin Ragyō's, Harime Nui's, and Hōōmaru Rei's eyes only," it read. "This version of the will is but a clue-holder to the true will, which is contained in both digital and physical format within this building, the Kiryūin's REVOCS Conglomerate, Inc. Also contained in this document is a set of puzzles that even Life Fiber-enhanced cryptographers would find a daunting task. Solve it, dear reader, and it shall yield a vital piece of information. Kiryūin Ragyō." I turned this note over and over in my head, attempting to comprehend this ambiguous letter from my late and former mistress. What could it possibly mean? With an inquisitive mind I proceeded to remove this document from its packet, and it was a yellow-white, unmargined, three-page booklet of 9.25 x 11.75 paper, with both sides of each sheet filled with typed text. The text, however, was filled with jumbled letters, clearly meaning that Ragyō had encrypted the will with a code. It hit me all of a sudden that perhaps this had been sealed using an AES code of 512-bit form. In fact, Ragyō had provided both me and Harime with the key the day before Shinra-Kōketsu was completed, though we were not told what it was precisely before. I thought over this possibility for some moments. Could this be the answer to that gnawing question? Trembing with excitement, I digitally reproduced the first page and converted it to a .pdf file. The moment of truth had come. I copied the script and sent it to the REVOCS decryption server. The popup window requested for the given key. I typed it in, then sat back in my chair, awaiting the response. Soon a prerecorded message in Ragyō's voice began to play. "To the one accessing these files," said that familiar voice, "revealing the text will direct your footsteps into reestablishing a Life Fiber Cocoon Genesis, should Shinra-Kōketsu fail in his task to initiate it. Under no circumstance must any individual other than the eligible recipient of this information have the slightest clue of this fallback plan." I was shocked at this. So Ragyō really did leave the aftermath of the Life Fibers' defeat in my hands, wasn't she? Yes, of course she did! And yet, I abandoned the cause of the Life Fibers of my own accord, deciding to erase my past by joining Satsuki-sama's reversal coalition. Was it only now that my sins were finding me out? Ordinary POV, four years ago: Kiryūin Ragyō, the most powerful magnate in the entire world, was by no means averse to any form of bodily pleasure, especially with respect to sensual, sexual pleasure. As often as she possibly could, Ragyō would take Satsuki to bed and subject the defenseless girl to such shameful treatment and torture of the most perverted proportions. Unfortunately, though, Satsuki was not the only prey her ogress of a mother would hungrily feed on. Hōōmaru, too, was a second center of attention for her literal mistress. As businesslike as the two of them were in board meetings or conferences, Ragyō and her secretary were certainly women of unbridled, insatiable lust. To make matters worse (and, in hindsight, much to Rei's disbelief and shame for thinking such a thing), Rei was completely enraptured and lost herself in enjoyment of the many acts she had done alongside her mistress. It all began one lazy afternoon in Rei's office. The sixteen-year-old Hōōmaru was in the third month of her duties as Secretary for the rapidly growing REVOCS Conglomerate, and she had just completed her full list of tasks for the day. From the very beginning, Rei was insistent on completing every priority on time, if not ahead of schedule, and today was no different. It was but four o'clock, and yet Rei had cut down her actual work hours by twenty-five percent by efficiently completing, if not exceeding, her tasks within a mere six-hour shift. But like previous days, the young secretary grew very bored while awaiting those two long hours of idleness. Hōōmaru had long decided that the best way to pass through these hours was to occupy her mind with other things so as not to make her day monotonous. In the days past, she would diligently study her academic essentials. As days wore on into weeks, however, Hōōmaru grew more bored than ever, and sought to find diversions, one of which, being a teenger, was stimulating herself. Today was one of those days. Hōōmaru would gingerly sit in her office chair, and as it was the deadest part of the entire afternoon, she was quite assured that she could run her fingers through her puff pastry without fear of being interrupted. In fact, matters escalated to the degree that she would even strip herself completely of her legwear and vigorously arouse herself. And this time around was no different. Hōōmaru had made it her goal to last as long as possible without climaxing. With practice she had notably improved her endurance from two to six minutes. On this particular occasion, matters grew somewhat complicated. Hōōmaru had just begun fingering herself, when a sudden thought caused her to jump back in surprise...