It was a new day in Academy City, and man, that shit was wild. Veritas rose and stretched out, feeling it a lot from the sleep of the well and truly fucked. He must've had a wild, wild time last night in the name of Eros, huh? Spreading her holy mission all across this city of science, turning the mighty Espers into wanton perverts.
Though, it was a funny thing, he couldn't quite recall what, exactly, he'd been up to last night. Also... it seemed as though he'd woken up at a desk without anything on from the waist down.
"Oof," he grunted, shaking his head and rubbing at it. "Man, what did I drink last night?"
Actually, he didn't have any alcohol there, did he? Now that he was thinking about it. He'd just brought in a bunch of girls, with the intention of turning them into Priestesses of Eros or something like that. Shit, his memories of the night before were super vague.
"Where the hell am I?" he asked.
"Judgment HQ!" a girl's voice said.
For a moment, panic overtook him. Judgment? They were one of Academy City's enforcement arms! Had they sussed him out? Taken him prisoner? His eyes shot open as he took another look around what he expected would be a cell intended to keep dangerous Espers prisoner -
And instead found himself sitting in an office, with a really cute woman with huge, absolutely huge boobs just... right there, hanging out of her uniform, and a teeny tiny pencil skirt, and these high heels that were giving him goosebumps. She was also wearing a Judgment armband.
"Ahem!" Veritas coughed. "That's a Judgment armband," he said, pointing right at that very thing. "I thought they were a student organisation."
"They are," came the reply, as well as a smart salute. "Sir, owing to your suggestions from last night, we have expanded the roster to the hottest sluts you could lay eyes on!"
His orders from last night? He didn't remember ordering anything from last - Huh? What the hell was going on here?
"You seem confused," came the reply. "Here, would motorboating me help make you feel better? Would you like a lapdance, sir? Or perhaps a blowjob?"
She sounded suspiciously eager to do all of those things. Looking her over, it wouldn't exactly be a bad thing, either.
"Lapdance," he said, and the woman made excited noises before... levitating over to him. Sitting in his lap and demonstrating quite the amount of flexibility. "Okay. Pretend for a moment my memory got wiped last night and fill me in."
"Oh," the woman said. "I see, someone wiped your memory...? It might have been Mental Out, she paid us a visit yesterday right around the time you took over."
Did she, now? That was very naughty of her, if so. He'd have to make sure to smack that butt of hers the next time he saw her - assuming she didn't make him forget the need to do so. Also, it felt like he was looking over something important here, what could it -
"Take over?" he asked. Veritas felt his voice go up an octave there, too. "Now, when you say take over, what you mean is -"
"That you're the boss of Judgment," said the woman grinding up a storm in his lap. Ohhhh, shit, she was good at this. "You're in charge of how we pursue criminals. For example, last night you came up with a truly suitable punishment - edging. How vicious!"
Edging...? Yes, he could see that being quite a cruel punishment in a suddenly perverted city. Blue balling someone by, for example, tying them to a chair and having two hot babes make out in front of them. Then come back in ten to twenty minutes later for an impromptu pillow fight. Or a wet t-shirt contest. Or... any of a hundred thousand different things you could do to arouse a man without laying a finger on him. How vicious! How terrifying! And yet, in its own way, how arousing in itself!
"I see," Veritas said, once again going up an octave in his voice. Nothing to do with the hot butt grinding into his crotch right now. Nothing at all. "Did Mental Out do anything else while she was here?"
“She had sexual intercourse with the Railgun on this very desk," his new... assistant? That seemed to be what it was. "While praising the name of Eros. Apparently they were conspiring on ambushing a lucky, lucky boy named Touma and giving him a threesome."
"A threesome with two of the Level 5s...?" Veritas whistled. "Lucky sod." But it was all according to plan, actually. Keeping that boy distracted was an absolute must do. And oh boy was he gonna be distracted now. Those two girls were insanely cute. Any boy that suddenly had those two on their hands would, without a doubt, be very, very distracted for the foreseeable future, if not the rest of their natural lives.
Then again... he was going to be pretty damn busy himself, wasn't he? After all, a horrid thought occurred to him just now. It's true enough that he had set about ensuring everyone in Academy City would come to worship Eros, but -
Espers are weird. It's something to do with having the power suddenly thrust upon you. Magicians? The same way. The magic, the power, it does something to the thinking process. Or maybe the correlation swings the other way? Maybe it's because you're weird you can get access to the strongest sorts of powers?
Why the hell had he allowed himself to take this responsibility? This was a mistake! He was going to have to manage the offices of Judgment, who were partly responsible for keeping the peace in a city full of superpowered -
"Boss! We've got trouble!" a pretty face poked its way inside. "There's an impromptu mud wrestling battle royale breaking out in South Central Park!"
"How many girls?" he asked immediately. "And how hot are they?"
"Very!" came the answer. "We're sending agents to report it - but the real problem is the gambling ring being set up, which obviously we need to bust."
He nodded slowly. Right. Okay then. "Ahem, do make sure not to disturb the mud wrestling match. Such things are sanctified by Eros."
"Indeed they are!" the recruit said. "Praise be to -"
"Boss, there's a serial groper in the high speed train!" came another interruption. "I don't get it myself - why do that in the first place? Wouldn't it be better to just, you know, ask and then the girl will let you feel her up all you want?"
"... Are they using Esper powers to do it?" Veritas asked.
"Yes, sir! In fact, it might even be a team of Esper users, manipulating visibility or light to get away with it! Honestly now, how wicked! Consent is very important to Eros, the blasphemers!"
Right, right, okay, so things like that were still frowned upon here, society hadn't gone completely lewd. That seemed like something he could deal with -
"Boss, a gang of perverts are promising to spy on bank employees changing in exchange for full access!"
... Ah, okay then, so he'd underestimated the ingenuity of human beings at committing crimes, that's good to know. He might be a bit busy from now on, it seemed... And that was simply another expression of the will of Eros, in the end.
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