It has been several months, and now the end of the year is fast approaching, coming into view for us. Despite the many unfortunate events that unfolded throughout the year, it is important to acknowledge the numerous triumphs and accomplishments that were also realized. One such endeavor involves the valiant efforts of the Hero Association to enlist fresh talent in the ranks of professional heroes.
In the wake of numerous employee casualties, a staggering influx of over a thousand individuals has joined their ranks. It is important to note that this figure solely pertains to those belonging to class C, without accounting for the considerable number of individuals who have ascended to the esteemed ranks of class B and A.
Meanwhile, the venerable class S remains unchanged, with its steadfast membership of fifteen individuals. Their ranking remained unchanged. In addition, they diligently fulfill their responsibilities to safeguard the tranquility of our planet as the menace of increasingly formidable monsters looms ever larger.
The atmosphere was abuzz with diligent activity, as if everyone had a shared understanding of the high expectations set by the higher-ups at the Heroes Association. As one strolls through the bustling streets of any city, it is common to overhear individuals proudly proclaiming themselves as professional heroes. The incident at hand presented a stark contrast to previous occurrences, as their limited numbers rendered their presence all the more scarce.
In addition to the Hero Association's exploitation, the Blizzard group, led by the formidable Fubuki, also seized the opportunity to benefit from this predicament. Each day, their base in city A would be graced by the presence of professional heroes, each expressing their ardent desire to join their ranks.
"Please, let me join. The main reason I became a professional hero was because of Fubuki-sama. If it wasn't for her, I would just be a pathetic office worker if it wasn't for her."
"At least let us meet Fubuki-sama; let her decide for herself whether we are suitable."
"That's right, please... I won't give up before I can join the Blizzard group."
The lobby of the Blizzard group headquarters was a scene of palpable commotion as a handful of individuals found themselves caught in the throes of desperation. Tears streamed down their faces as they pleaded for something, anything, to alleviate their distress. The strange attire they donned hinted at their status as professional heroes, yet the nonchalant demeanor of the crowd suggested they were far from renowned figures.
"You are not worthy to join our Blizzard group, security. Please expel them, don't let their pathetic existence disturb Fubuki-sama again."
Lily stood before them, a figure that commanded attention. Clutching the files tightly, she delivered a chilling verdict that sent waves of sorrow rippling through the crowd, their cries growing even louder. However, she couldn't have cared less as she promptly spun on her heels and strolled off.
After the passage of several months, Lily has blossomed into a young woman of fifteen, and one cannot help but notice the subtle changes that have taken place within her. An air of elegant maturity permeated the atmosphere, reminiscent of Fubuki's usual demeanor.
As one observes with keen eyes, the perspectives of the individuals comprising the Blizzard group in her vicinity exude an air of reverence. However, it is not uncommon for them to also exhibit their fanaticism, like what they showed towards Fubuki.
It is quite evident that Lily's figure is currently second only to Fubuki in the Blizzard group. This fact is widely known among all members. They couldn't help but acknowledge the sheer strength that she displayed during their joint missions to eradicate the monster.
The elevator doors slid open with a soft hum, allowing Lily to step inside. She stood there, a solitary figure, as the elevator began its ascent, the gentle hum of its movement filling the air.
"More and more people want to join the Blizzard group. Of course, it's a good thing because it shows our popularity... but why is it that only class C beginners are coming lately."
Lily refrained from diminishing their worth, for she understood that talent could emerge from the most unexpected places. That's right, the Blizzard group sought only the most gifted heroes to join their ranks, regardless of their background or class.
"The problem is, none of them are talented. In fact, we previously rejected an application from someone from class B."
The Blizzard group had never engaged in such actions before. Class B held great significance for them, but its importance waned as their popularity soared and new heroes flooded in.
"Did they forget that Fubuki-sama is now a Class A rank two professional hero?... Naturally, I won't let those newbies get in her way."
With a gentle chime, the elevator doors parted, revealing Lily as she strolled out effortlessly. Her gaze fixed upon the solitary door that stood before her, beckoning her closer.
Lily's words resonated deeply with Fubuki, who had tirelessly amassed a multitude of merits and accomplishments. At long last, she found herself perched at the coveted second spot, with just one more rank to conquer before the gateway to class S swung open, ushering her closer to the realization of her cherished dream.
Yeah soon...
she's so close...
A smile tugged at Lily's lips as she absorbed the significance of Fubuki's words. The mention of how much this meant to her ignited a spark of excitement within Lily, a familiar sensation she couldn't ignore. It was reminiscent of the time when Fubuki initially enlisted her into the ranks of the Blizzard group. During that period, she battled with unwavering determination, striving to meet her lofty expectations while trying to become her strength.
As her delicate hand gently tapped on the door, a surge of anticipation coursed through her veins, causing her heart to quicken its rhythm. Yet, in an instant, the symphony of her heartbeat fell silent, abruptly interrupted by the distant echoes of Fubuki's anguished cries emanating from within.
"Yes, Kaiser!...♡ just a little more...♡ I'm going to cum...♡ let me... let me cum with you...♡ ahhh!♡"
Lily's intuition swiftly grasped the situation, prompting a wry smile on her lips. Without hesitation, she deftly retrieved the key from her pocket and proceeded to unlock the door, stepping inside without delay.
She was acutely aware that, regardless of the time she spent lingering outside, her presence would remain unnoticed by the pair inside. In the end, she had grown accustomed to such situations, and while a hint of annoyance lingered, a surge of anticipation coursed through.
As Lily ventured further, she stumbled upon a rather spacious chamber, offering a captivating vista of the cityscape through its transparent panes. Nestled in the heart of the room, an inappropriate bed catches the eye.
Lily observed the unmistakable signs of Fubuki's exhaustion as she nestled on Kaiser's lap, her body growing limp in his embrace. The raspiness of their breaths and the dampness of the mattress hinted at the duration of their endeavor. It seemed as though they had been engaged in this activity for quite some time.
"How the two of them can have time for this while I am left grappling with the very problems they have caused is undeniably unforgivable."
Kaiser was the first to be aware of her existence. His gaze shifted instantly towards her, followed by a warm smile.
"Why are you standing there, come here and tell me what happened."
"Hey...♡ wait a minute, you can't just move around...♡ that part of me is still sensitive...♡ mmmh...♡"
Kaiser appeared unfazed as he rose from the pillow, allowing himself to lean while gently caressing Fubuki's sleek back. Her demeanor mirrored that of a sloth as she lazily clung to him.