It's Joke: The Mari Ohara Story
Mari Ohara spryly hopped off a helicopter onto the helipad. She had just returned from a vacation overseas, paid for entirely by her father. She stayed at one of her family's own five-star resort hotels. Now standing high above the city skyline, she looked down at all the people below. They were so tiny from her perspective that they seemed more like ants to be toyed with...
The blonde bombshell wasn't the type of stereotypical rich girl who thought commoners were beneath her or anything. She was a generally kind young woman who loved her friends in Aqours, as well as her many adoring fans. In the back of her mind, however, she did always know she was destined for greatness and adoration.
Taking a quick glance at her surroundings, the busty heiress patted her plump ass inconspicuously enough so her personal guards wouldn't notice. Yep, the gun was still safe with her. It was quite compact, only about half the size of a TV remote. And to her knowledge, Mari had the only one in the world.
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Two weeks ago, Mari heard a knock on her hotel room's door. She was in a penthouse suite near the top floor, used specifically for when members of the Ohara family came to visit. It was always under watch by personal guards, so she saw no danger in opening the door. Looking out into the hallway, she found no visitor. Only something sitting on the floor in front of her. Some kind of weird remote, nothing like Mari had seen before. Attached to the remote was a small note with very neat handwriting.
"To Mari,
I was waiting until I thought you were old enough to give you this. You've grown into a beautiful young lass. I'm so happy to have you as my daughter. Your Papa couldn't be prouder of you. This is a prototype size-changing remote, the only one in the world (so far). I want you to have it. It was developed in our labs to help create a fuel-efficient way to carry things long distances. Luggage, food, people...
We're in the process of mass producing these for various corporations all over the world. I didn't want to simply destroy a historically valuable prototype however, so I'm giving it to you, my precious angel. Use it to your heart's content but still be safe. Don't worry too much however, as shrunken objects and people have an increased durability proportionate to their height. Show the world why the Ohara family is rightfully at the top.
With love,
Papa
PS: Maybe try it out on your idol friends! I'm sure you girls will have a blast with it. And your fans might get a kick out of it too."
As Mari put down the note in disbelief, she stared at the remote in silence before a devilish smirk appeared across her face.
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After an hour's drive Mari returned to the peaceful and scenic beachside neighborhood of Uchiura in Numazu City. She passed by her own Uranohoshi Girls' High School and arrived safely at home. Mari gave a smile and wave to her chauffer as he drove off. Her bodyguards were off duty. She was now alone for the first time in a long while. It was finally time to put this new size changing power to good use...
What does Mari decide to do first?
The blonde bombshell wasn't the type of stereotypical rich girl who thought commoners were beneath her or anything. She was a generally kind young woman who loved her friends in Aqours, as well as her many adoring fans. In the back of her mind, however, she did always know she was destined for greatness and adoration.
Taking a quick glance at her surroundings, the busty heiress patted her plump ass inconspicuously enough so her personal guards wouldn't notice. Yep, the gun was still safe with her. It was quite compact, only about half the size of a TV remote. And to her knowledge, Mari had the only one in the world.
--
Two weeks ago, Mari heard a knock on her hotel room's door. She was in a penthouse suite near the top floor, used specifically for when members of the Ohara family came to visit. It was always under watch by personal guards, so she saw no danger in opening the door. Looking out into the hallway, she found no visitor. Only something sitting on the floor in front of her. Some kind of weird remote, nothing like Mari had seen before. Attached to the remote was a small note with very neat handwriting.
"To Mari,
I was waiting until I thought you were old enough to give you this. You've grown into a beautiful young lass. I'm so happy to have you as my daughter. Your Papa couldn't be prouder of you. This is a prototype size-changing remote, the only one in the world (so far). I want you to have it. It was developed in our labs to help create a fuel-efficient way to carry things long distances. Luggage, food, people...
We're in the process of mass producing these for various corporations all over the world. I didn't want to simply destroy a historically valuable prototype however, so I'm giving it to you, my precious angel. Use it to your heart's content but still be safe. Don't worry too much however, as shrunken objects and people have an increased durability proportionate to their height. Show the world why the Ohara family is rightfully at the top.
With love,
Papa
PS: Maybe try it out on your idol friends! I'm sure you girls will have a blast with it. And your fans might get a kick out of it too."
As Mari put down the note in disbelief, she stared at the remote in silence before a devilish smirk appeared across her face.
--
After an hour's drive Mari returned to the peaceful and scenic beachside neighborhood of Uchiura in Numazu City. She passed by her own Uranohoshi Girls' High School and arrived safely at home. Mari gave a smile and wave to her chauffer as he drove off. Her bodyguards were off duty. She was now alone for the first time in a long while. It was finally time to put this new size changing power to good use...
What does Mari decide to do first?
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June 1, 2023
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