Carmel-Chewy

Haru Okumura had been having a stressful last few weeks of her life to say the least. She had learned there was another reality inside the consciousness of humans, awakened to her own special power in the form of her Persona, Milady, and then lost her Father, her only remaining parental figure, in the course of a month. Now, in the aftermath, she was left to pick up the pieces. Haru was for the first time in her life having to attend business meetings where she was the primary subject, discussing her inheritance, stepping up as the heiress of her Father’s multinational business chain, Okumura Foods. She was suddenly becoming responsible for hundreds of employees and having to sort through shrewd business men attempting to leverage her naivety and take everything from her like sharks in the water. It was all so overwhelming, though she was rigorously studying to learn as much as she could about the food industry and its business practices despite this. She was constantly facing

"There is someone I'm interested in getting to know. I have a lot of questions I need for background info before I meet them, I always like to be prepared, you see. So tonight, I want you to tell me everything about that Prosecutor sister of yours." Noriko took her head out of her hands and leaned in from her stool to take off Makoto's gag. "Let's start slow with the fun questions, before we get into serious business. First, I have to know... is she ticklish?" Noriko had a hint of amusement in her voice, as she sat Makoto's gag down on the table, as if she already knew the answer to the question. Makoto thought to herself about how to answer this question. Sae was the toughest person she knew, she looked up to her as a role model. Always stoic and serious, even when they were young. Makoto couldn't remember a single time Sae had ever reacted like something tickled her. She barely laughed in general, let alone laugh from something as silly as tickling. In her mind, nothing could break

"Let's begin your lesson, shall we?" Noriko tapped a single finger to the middle of Makoto's foot and held it still, lightly pressed against the sole. After the night Makoto just had and the sheer presence of this intimidating force right in front of her, staring into her eyes, with a finger already touched against her, that was enough to bring out a cold sweat on her. She can feel her own hair stand up on her neck, every instinct in her body telling her to run but her body moving absolutely no where. "We'll start with my name, as you've no doubt just heard. I am Noriko Jabami and I am one of the Captains of our little syndicate, the overseer for Shibuya and four other wards here in Tokyo, as well as the one in charge of the... entertainment, the clubs, the girls, the fun." Noriko tapped her finger again on Makoto's sole. "Perhaps you're wondering how a woman like me could rise through the ranks to be the one running so much of the operation?" Makoto was completely frozen and

The Phantom Thieves failed to meet their deadline on changing Kaneshiro's heart, due to their leader taking one too many days off. Without that very change, there was no convincing the mafia lieutenant to back down and debts had to be paid to keep him quiet. Which was where Makoto Niijima found herself in a tight spot as the primary target of the mafia's blackmail. She was only given one option to raise the 3 Million yen extortion and that was to be the club's entertainment until her "show" covered the costs. Her show was to be a humiliating one, she could tell before it even started. Her face was already burning from embarrassment at the set up she was in. Just across the club from the bar and right along side the dance floor, Makoto found herself up on display as if she was a painting on the wall. Being right along side the dance floor meant that any of the dancers could see her, anyone sitting down among the tables and chairs watching the dancers wouldn't miss her, and being