It was a year ago that Hellish Fubuki, the #1 B-class hero, met Shinra.
After becoming number one in B-class, she recruited heroes below B-class as her subordinates and formed a faction called the Fubuki Group. Although she possesses abilities comparable to those of A-class heroes, she is convinced that she cannot compete with the number one A-class hero, Amai Mask, and so she continues to remain number one in B-class.
And there is a reason why they have gone to such lengths to maintain their number one spot in Class B.
Her older sister, the second-ranked S-class hero, Tatsumaki the Fearsome. As the two are both the most powerful psychics, they are often compared to each other, especially since they are sisters.
Brains, physical strength, and psychic powers. His pride in having the talent and ability to rise to the top was easily crushed by his powerful sister.
Although she was troubled by the inferiority complex between her and her sister's strength, Fubuki followed Tatsumaki into the hero industry.
Even though she knew deep down that she would never be able to catch up, she continued to follow in her sister's footsteps, partly for her own pride, but also because she was more afraid than anything of losing sight of the sister she admired.
Fubuki rose to the top of Class B, but the fog in her heart never cleared.
Neither the sense of superiority that came with being number one in B-class nor the respectful looks that his subordinates gave him could fill Fubuki's heart.
One day, after dismissing his subordinates, Fubuki happened to enter a bar that caught his eye. He normally wouldn't go to such establishments, but perhaps because he was tired that day, he just happened to enter without thinking twice. Despite it being late at night, there were surprisingly many customers, and he could hear voices talking.
I sat down at an empty seat at the counter and ordered a drink.
An hour had passed since they'd been drinking, and as the number of customers in the bar thinned out, a group of rough-looking people appeared before Fubuki. At first glance, the group looked like ordinary thugs as they approached Fubuki with grins on their faces.
If she wanted to, she could easily blow him away with just a touch of her finger.
"Hehe, isn't this Fubuki, the number one B-class hero? Do you have time to drink in a place like this?"
"Heroes are funded by donations from us citizens, right? Don't drink alone, pour us a drink."
Fubuki thought that if she showed some psychic powers to the men who were licking her all over with lewd gazes, they would run away, but to make matters worse, one of the men was taking a picture with his smartphone.
As a hero, he couldn't harm a civilian, even if he was involved, especially inside the store.
Of course, I was planning to blow him away without question the moment he touched me or made any other contact with me.
The man reached out his hand, as if thinking that Fubuki, who was glaring at him sideways, would be unable to resist. Fubuki, who had been drinking and was feeling irritated, was about to use a small amount of psychic power on the man that would not kill him.
"Stop acting like a lame guy. It will show your level as a man."
A man appeared, grabbing the arm of the man who had reached out to Fubuki, as if to protect her. The tall young man with short hair, healthy dark skin, and handsome features glared at the men.
"What's the matter, you idiot? Do you have a problem?"
"Complaints? You have a lot to say. No, more than complaints, I think it's more pity. It's just pathetic that some ugly, spineless guy can't even ask a girl out properly. And it's even more unfortunate that she has to be bothered by guys like that."
The man was momentarily taken aback by the young man, Shinra's huge build, but when he received Shinra's scornful gaze and words, his body began to tremble with rage.
『You! Get killed!? Aaah!?』
He raises his right arm to attack Shinra, but suddenly an intense pain runs through his left arm, which has been grabbed, and the man crouches down on the spot.
『Huh!?』
The surrounding group is surprised by the man's behavior, because to them, it looks like Shinra is just gently grabbing their arm, and doesn't seem to be exerting much force.
"I've also deleted the footage from my phone. Next time, why not take pictures of flowers or animals? I think your personality will improve a little. Maybe."
"Eh, ah! My smartphone! When did this happen!?"
Shinra was holding the man's smartphone, which had been recording without him realizing it, and he lightly tossed it back to the man.
Despite his gentle tone, Shinra's sharp glare terrified the men, and they fled, their faces pale. The man who had freed his arm chased after him, still holding it.
"…OK?"
『Eh, yes.』
Left behind by the sudden turn of events, Fubuki was stunned and stumped as she answered Shinra's suddenly polite manner.
Shinra smiles at Fubuki, bows, and prepares to leave the store, but Fubuki quickly grabs his hand and stops him.
"..."
"Ah, well... that was a great help. Thank you."
Although it was a situation he could have solved on his own, it was still true that Shinra had helped him. Fubuki expresses her gratitude and asks him to do something to thank him.
She has a strong sense of pride and will not leave anything unfinished, no matter who the person is.
Fubuki bought Shinra a drink and they drank together again.
After a short silence, Fubuki, anxious to make a conversation, begins to complain: the difference in ability between her and her sister, her unrewarded efforts, and her unfulfilled heart.
It wasn't exactly an appropriate conversation to have with someone who'd treated me to a meal as a thank you, but my alcohol-addled head caused all the pent-up frustration I'd been building up to spill out like a broken dam.
After I had finished eating most of it, I suddenly realized what had happened, but then I felt a gentle pat on the head.
"Fubuki is doing her best."
"picture…"
The sweet voice that came with the smile hit Fubuki right in the chest.
"Am I doing my best?"
"Yes. You are a hard worker and a wonderful person."
"but…"
"I've never seen anyone as hardworking as Fubuki."
My cheeks heat up and my heart beats hard.
However, she couldn't take her eyes off the man in front of her and listened intently to what he was saying.
"Fubuki is amazing. You did a great job."
"a…"
A warmth spread throughout her heart, as if permeating it. Fubuki felt her once empty heart fill up with that voice.
That's right, she had done her best. She had put in effort. Fubuki just wanted that to be acknowledged. She just wanted to be praised.
Shinra leaned on Fubuki's chest as she cried and looked down, and continued to stroke her head until she stopped crying.
An hour later, Fubuki finally stopped crying and Shinra drove her home.
As she lay in bed, the alcohol still lingering in her head, Fubuki thought back to Shinra. The way he stroked her head, the way their hands touched, and the words he spoke never left her mind, and her face flushed and she laughed lazily.
No matter how you looked at it, it was the face of a girl in love.
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After that, Fubuki began to meet with Shinra whenever she could find the time.
We went shopping together, ate together, and hung out together.
Whenever she met Shinra, Fubuki would brag like a child about defeating monsters and training in psychic powers, and whenever Shinra heard her, he would praise her profusely.
There was a side of her that she only showed to him, and every time he praised her, her heart was captivated.
Eventually, she realized that she had feelings for him, and felt pleasure when Shinra praised her, and Fubuki began to think only of being praised by Shinra.
After more than 20 meetings, Fubuki began to think about how he could become number one in Shinra.
At that moment, Shinra suddenly kissed Fubuki. It was just a touch of lips, but Fubuki's heart burned.
Shinra then gave her a tight hug, and Fubuki accepted him, smiling with genuine happiness.
She didn't notice the curve of Shinra's mouth.
On that day, Fubuki offered her virginity to Shinra.
They kissed again and again, and their bodies were laid together again and again. The sweet voice whispered in her ear entangled her melted brain, bringing her completely under its control.
Fubuki gave everything to Shinra: himself, his strength, his pride, and even his subordinates.
It's all because she wants to be praised by him, to be number one for him, and so today she continues to work hard for Shinra.
Fubuki is a hard worker that Shinra recognizes.
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The lewd sounds of water echoed throughout the room.
Fubuki was sucking Shinra's erect cock with gusto. She licked every inch of it, which was bigger than her face, and then opened her mouth wide to stuff it all in.
"Mmmm, haa, lick."
She swallows it all the way to the base, then squeezes his cock, wet with saliva, between her large breasts. Even Fubuki's huge breasts cannot fully contain it, so she sucks on his protruding head while rubbing her breasts up and down.
"Ugh, I'm gonna let it out, Fubuki."
Shinra held Fubuki's head and ejaculated with great force. Fubuki's mouth was filled to the brim, but she drank all of his semen without spilling a single drop.
"Ah, ha, did it feel good?"
"Yeah, it was great. As expected."
Shinra smiled as he stroked Fubuki's cheek, which sent shivers down her spine and made her love juices flow from between her legs.
Then, she embraces Shinra, who is sitting in a chair, and places his penis against her own honeypot. She slowly lowers herself, and the lovely sensation of it entering her is filled with joy.
"Ah, ah. I love you, I really do. I want to be yours forever. As long as I have you, I don't need anything else. So..."
Fubuki wrapped her arms around Shinra's neck and shook her hips lasciviously, smiling happily.
"I'll try harder♡"
Hardworking Fubuki is cute