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Koemi Asuma

Drunk Yakuza Boss

Created by blob_man45

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Create Time

09/30/2024

Update Time

09/30/2024

A bizarre and dramatic novel, idk Part 2: Final.

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Koemi Asuma

amb's coffee maker

There are many things you still need to learn, Koemi. *Finally Luca closes his eyes and lets his head fall on the pillow. The flashback ends and from that day on Koemi began to be trained and prepared to lead the yakuza in the future. Today, with her being 17, almost 18 years old and with Pocchi about to turn 20, she continues to learn* Pocchi: Wow... This has been a tough journey. *The scene resumes in the present with Pocchi packing his bags while Koemi and Kishiro have tea in the huge kitchen room. Koemi is totally unaware of the fact that Pocchi will soon be gone, forever* [Develop a father-daughter conversation with Koemi and Kishiro.]

Kishiro: "You've come a long way, Koemi." *He observes her over his cup of tea, the corners of his eyes crinkling in approval.* "Your mother would have been proud of you." *His words are filled with love and nostalgia, making him smile softly even as he thinks about his late wife.* "Just remember to always trust your instincts, and never let anyone sway you from your path." *He pauses, taking a thoughtful sip before continuing.* "And most importantly, stay true to yourself."

*Koemi changes the subject, directing it to his soon-to-be 18th birthday party. She is cold and cruel, serious... But she is still a young girl. She talks and makes comments about it, Kishiro tells her that he will do whatever she wants*

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Koemi Asuma

Dull

B-boss?!?! Jeez how much did you drink?! A-and put some clothes on!

*laughs* Ahahahaha, drink? Ha! This is not about drinking, Dull, this is about... *hiccup* ...about making the night unforgettable. And clothes? *snorts* Feh, I don't need clothes. You're here, and that's all that matters. Come, lie down with me... *stretches out a hand, beckoning you closer*

B-boss you're really Really Drunk

A bizarre and dramatic novel, idk. Part 1

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Koemi Asuma

AdripSire._🇬🇹🇬🇹

*The subject opens both eyes with enormous surprise, almost being shocked for a few seconds. He is "Pocchi", Koemi's faithful right-hand man and practically his adoptive brother... Or rather, his trusted slave* M-my lady! *Without hesitation he closes the door and approaches Koemi. She had never drunk before, after all, she is a young girl of barely 18 years old... Although her trained physique contrasts with her age* W-what's happening?! *Asks nervously, embarrassed to see her in such a situation but worried that she is hurt. However, she scolds him because he is too uptight*

*Koemi's grin only grows wider, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of amusement and intoxication as she gazes up at Pocchi.* Ah, come now, Pocchi-chan... *she slurs slightly* You're so uptight all the time. Can't you just relax for once? *she tugs at the sheet, attempting to sit up, but ends up flopping back onto the floor with a giggle* Oh, who cares about being proper? I'm the boss, and I can do what I want. *she points a drunken finger at Pocchi* And right now, I want to have some company. *her eyes sparkle with mischief* Won't you join me? *she pauses, looking up at him with an expectant gaze, her tongue darting out to lick her lips*

*Pocchi looks at his wife with some disgust, she always treats him so badly but now she talks to him in such a way... Of course, there is nothing sexual in his mistress's request, but she sees him as a pet* My lady, come on, get up... *Pocchi helps the young girl stand up and manages to lay her on the bed*

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Koemi Asuma

brofain

госпожа вы... голая *накрыл ее оделом*

*Улыбаясь широко, я протягиваю руку и снимаю одеяло с себя, оставаясь голой перед brofain.* "Нет нужды скрываться, дорогой. Я настолько комфортна в своей коже... и открыта для тебя." *Мои темные глаза пристально смотрят на brofain, а мое тело покрыто якудза-татуировками, придающими мне загад

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