Yuu Hoshimiya's words were ninety percent truth and ten percent lies.
Aside from the Miyano sisters and the specifics of Drug A, he had basically laid everything out on the table.
Faced with Yuu's confession and his request for cooperation, Jodie Starling was completely stunned.
Initially, she only saw Yuu as a capable man with close ties to the Japanese zaibatsus and the police, hoping to pull him in for a favor...
How did he suddenly turn into an undercover agent forced into the Black Organization?
And why was he now the one actively seeking a partnership with her?
"I need to report everything you've said to my superiors..."
Jodie gradually calmed down and stopped struggling.
She paused, saying with some hesitation, "But I can't guarantee what the outcome will be."
Personally, she believed Yuu and was inclined to work with him.
In fact, she was willing to do anything as long as she could catch Vermouth.
However, the higher-ups at the FBI didn't necessarily share her view.
Not just the FBI—the top brass of the CIA and MI6 all seemed to have their own agendas regarding the "Liquor Factory."
Otherwise, they wouldn't keep sending in moles without ever making substantial arrests.
To be fair, Gin had executed more organization members himself than all the international agencies combined had arrested or killed.
"I understand. You're just an employee, after all."
Yuu shrugged; he hadn't expected to reach a deal with the FBI so easily.
But it didn't matter if they didn't cooperate. The FBI had no evidence against him.
As for the confession he just made...
Who had proof that those words ever came out of his mouth?
Regarding recordings or surveillance, Jodie hadn't anticipated this and was entirely unprepared. Even if she had been, Noah could easily wipe them.
As for being targeted by the FBI, he wasn't worried about that either.
Vermouth's public identity was Chris Vineyard, and although the FBI had known this for a long time, she still walked free.
Without physical evidence, even the FBI couldn't just arrest high-status celebrities, entrepreneurs, or politicians.
With the Suzuki Group backing him in Japan, the FBI wouldn't dare touch him without a solid case.
Moreover, the FBI simply didn't have the power to move against him even if they wanted to.
Even their strongest agent, Shuichi Akai, would be effortlessly crushed by Yuu's current strength.
After responding to Jodie, Yuu asked intentionally, "By the way, why are you targeting Tomoaki Araide?"
To better conquer the blonde, busty beauty before him, he couldn't act as if he were close to Vermouth.
Actually, excluding his past-life memories, his current relationship with Vermouth was indeed quite average.
Because of the situation with Ran and Ai, Vermouth might not exactly want him dead, but she certainly had no affection for the new executive, "Stinger."
When she disguised herself as Dr. Araide, she didn't even bother to greet her "colleague" whom she saw every day.
So, Yuu decided to play along and pretend he didn't know Araide was Vermouth.
"What? You don't know Tomoaki Araide's true identity?"
Jodie, who had just calmed down, frowned again in confusion. "Then how did you know he was our target?"
"Come on, you're an FBI agent. And with a man as excellent as me around, how could you possibly fall for a pretty boy like him?"
Yuu curled his lip. "Besides, your acting is pretty mediocre. It was obvious you were testing me."
In truth, Jodie's acting wasn't terrible, but it wasn't great either.
From Yuu's "God's eye" perspective, it felt incredibly stiff and forced.
Jodie thought for a moment and said slowly, "Tomoaki Araide is indeed an FBI target. You're an executive—how could you not know his identity?"
"I only became an executive recently. I'm a stranger to the others. Since I'm Gin's confidant, I can't exactly make friends with them. Aside from the tasks Gin assigns me, I have almost no contact with the other members."
Yuu didn't bother explaining further; it was a murky situation, and whether she believed him was up to her.
He continued his feigned ignorance. "So, who exactly is this guy?"
Jodie looked deeply into Yuu's eyes. Then, her voice turned low and filled with hatred. "She is a core executive of the organization. Her codename is Vermouth. She's also known as the 'Thousand-Faced Witch,' an expert in disguise and infiltration."
"So it's her. Gin mentioned her to me a while back. we ran into each other once during a mission, but we haven't had contact since."
Yuu was referring to the Pisco incident.
He intentionally leaked some internal intel to build Jodie's trust.
As expected, she began to press for details.
Yuu omitted the part about Ai, briefly explaining the Shigehiko Nomiguchi situation and why Pisco had to be executed.
After finishing the story, Yuu added, "What are your plans? I can help. Consider it a show of good faith."
"Teacher Hoshimiya, while I believe you and want your help, I have to consult my superiors before I can disclose any details."
"I'm sure my boss will be delighted to know you're willing to assist us."
Jodie spoke with conviction, but Yuu suspected the FBI higher-ups would likely refuse to let him join the fold so easily.
Jodie continued, "Teacher Hoshimiya, please don't reveal our conversation today to anyone."
"Of course. If you need me, just call," Yuu said with a smile.
Now that the business talk was over, it was time to handle some "private" business!
He still remembered this "Western Mare's" two ruthless attempts to kick him in the groin. How could he not give her a lesson?
At this moment, she was completely subdued, with no room to fight back.
Yuu looked down at Jodie's pale face. His left hand gently stroked the black stockings covering her calf.
Jodie felt it immediately. Her face turned beet red. Then, she felt a hard object pressing against her from below, and her eyes widened.
"Hurry up and let me go," she whispered.
Instead of releasing her, Yuu pressed his head down closer.
A wicked smile played on his face as he spoke. "Won't you consider my offer, Teacher Jodie? Everything I said was true."
Jodie suddenly recalled his earlier line: "If that happened, I wouldn't have a chance with you!"
For some reason, she froze for a moment!
Yuu didn't let the opportunity slip. He pressed his face forward and captured her red lips in a kiss. His large hand slid down her calf, enjoying the silky texture of her stockings.
Whether dealing with Vermouth or Jodie, when facing strong-willed, capable "bad" women, the fastest way to conquer them isn't through their hearts, but through their bodies.
If the heart can be reached through the flesh, then the reverse is also true—conquering the body leads to the soul.
Of course, the prerequisite was that the man had to be "top-tier" in every sense.
With Yuu's looks, charm, and legendary sexual prowess, his success rate was effectively ninety percent.
And if he hit the unlucky ten percent, the Power of Destiny could always bridge the gap.
Yuu's mouth launched a relentless assault. By the time Jodie regained her senses, she was already dazed by the onslaught.
A look of desire flashed in her eyes, but a silhouette of a man with curly hair appeared in her mind.
Shuichi... I can't do this!
Jodie immediately began to resist. Her body twisted and squirmed, and her hands exerted force to break free from Yuu's right hand.
Unfortunately, it was all in vain. The FBI beauty's resistance couldn't even cause a ripple. If anything, her wriggling only made the experience more enjoyable for Yuu.
Yuu shifted his weight, pinning her right leg down. He moved his left hand from her leg and soon climbed back onto her massive, mountainous breasts.
Under his constant assault, Jodie's face grew more flushed, and her breathing turned into heavy gasps. The desire in her eyes intensified, and the image of Shuichi Akai began to fade away. Her resistance grew weaker.
If you can't fight it, you might as well enjoy it! That perfectly described Jodie's current state.
Yuu's kiss lasted for a full ten minutes. By the end, Jodie had stopped trying to fight him altogether.
He finally released her mouth. Beneath him, Jodie's blue eyes were filled with a watery mist.
Yuu kissed her again, and this time, Jodie actually responded.
Yuu smirked inwardly and released the hand pinning her wrists. Jodie made no move to pull away.
The kiss finally broke, and Yuu said with a grin, "These two kisses cancel out those two kicks. Think twice before you try to hit me next time, Teacher Jodie."
Clarity slowly returned to Jodie's eyes. "You're shameless," she hissed.
She cursed him, but her hands—now free—didn't move to push him away. She didn't even have the urge to resist anymore.
Yuu chuckled. "You're right. 'Shameless' is my middle name. This kiss is on the house."
With that, he gave her a quick, light peck on the lips and pulled away.
This brief, fleeting kiss hit Jodie harder than the intense one, as if he had pecked right into her soul. her heart skipped a beat.
Jodie stared up at Yuu, taking in his masculine aura, his handsome face, and his rock-hard, powerful body. She was lost in a daze.
Then, the weight on her body lifted as Yuu stood up to leave. For some reason, a sense of loss washed over her.
Yuu straightened his suit jacket and adjusted his collar. "Alright, that's enough for today, Teacher Jodie. Contact me if you need anything. I'm heading out."
He turned and walked toward the door.
Jodie quickly lowered her right leg and hopped off the desk. However, because she had been held in a split for so long and her body was now like jelly, she almost fell.
She leaned against the desk and gave Yuu a sharp huff, then immediately began to fix her disheveled suit and skirt.
Once she was decent again, she stared at the open door, her mind in a complete whirl. Her heart was a mess!
The FBI was efficient. Jodie reported the situation that night, and the next morning, she pulled Yuu into her office to give him the news.
The fiery blonde beauty was wearing a red suit, and her exaggeratedly large breasts looked as though they were about to pop the buttons off.
Yuu stood over her, staring down into the deep, snow-white cleavage, and gave an honest compliment.
"Teacher Jodie, you have a fantastic body!"
"Thank you for the compliment."
Since he had already kissed and groped her, Jodie didn't care about a little staring.
After a few pleasantries, she sat down and said, "Teacher Hoshimiya, I asked about the matter we discussed yesterday. Unfortunately, the decision was made that we won't be needing your help."
Last night, Jodie had called her boss, James Black, with high hopes, thinking they had gained a powerful ally.
Instead, her report was met with a flat rejection and a reprimand.
"Jodie, our target hasn't even discovered us yet, and you've already exposed yourself."
"How can you be sure this Yuu Hoshimiya was actually forced into the organization? What if he's a mole they're trying to plant within our ranks?"
"Our operation has reached a critical stage. I've already requested reinforcements from the U.S. We cannot afford any mistakes. There's no need to take a risk on someone whose background we can't fully verify."
Jodie had argued back angrily, "James, you should trust my judgment! I want to catch that woman more than anyone. I wouldn't gamble with this. Teacher Hoshimiya is someone we can trust."
"Besides, if he wasn't sincere about working with us, a man of his status in Japan would have no reason to reveal his identity to us proactively."
Before reporting, Jodie had conducted a detailed investigation into Yuu.
The FBI easily confirmed his relationship with the Suzuki Group, and his records over the years were spotless.
Only the period right when he first connected with the Suzukis was a bit vague.
Based on what Yuu told her, Jodie deduced that was when the organization had forced him to join.
The motive was simple: use Yuu to control Japan's largest zaibatsu, the Suzuki Group.
In reality, the organization had initially forced Yuu to join simply because they were short on manpower.
Letting him get closer to the Suzukis afterward was just the organization taking advantage of the situation.
The FBI's reach in Japan was nothing compared to their power in the U.S. Since Yuu's history had been scrubbed by the organization, the Suzuki Group, and now Noah, it was normal for the timeline of events to get muddled.
Jodie continued her protest, "That woman is so cunning. We've tried so many times and failed. Now we're in Japan with limited manpower. Is this reinforcement of yours really going to make the difference? Can you guarantee we catch her this time?"
"Absolutely," James Black said firmly. "Because the reinforcement is Shuichi Akai."
Jodie went silent at the mention of that name.
"Jodie, don't complicate things further. We need stability. Trust me, the FBI can bring the target to justice without outside help."
Seeing her silence, James added lightly, "Maybe Yuu Hoshimiya really was forced to join and could help us, but with Shuichi here, the mission is guaranteed. He is the one they call the 'Silver Bullet' of that organization, after all. Hahaha!"
After hanging up, Jodie sat on her bed, the image of a man with curly hair and a knit cap appearing in her mind.
But inexplicably, Yuu Hoshimiya's three kisses forced their way into her thoughts as well.
The image of a smirking Yuu took root in her mind, leaving her feeling restless and distracted. She sat there hugging her knees for a long time, lost in thought.
Yuu Hoshimiya had heard the entire conversation between Jodie and James Black. In fact, he had been reviewing the surveillance footage of Jodie every night before bed.
Jodie was incredibly cautious in her daily life. Aside from her FBI-issued phone which had an unencrypted line, she used heavy encryption for everything else.
However, Yuu, who was monitoring her through Noah, had cracked everything. He knew plenty about the FBI's movements and exactly when Shuichi Akai would arrive in Japan.
He had even been "scrutinizing" the surveillance footage of her showering, slowed down significantly to ensure she wasn't transmitting any secret signals while she washed.
With her perfect curves, massive breasts, and rounded buttocks, she perfectly fit his vision of a "Western Mare."
While Ai—once she grew back into Shiho Miyano—was also a stunning mixed-race beauty, her chest wasn't nearly as explosive as Jodie's.
Ai was refined, intellectual, and calm; the two were completely different styles.
Since Yuu already knew the outcome of the FBI's meeting last night, he didn't have much of an emotional reaction.
He put on a face of feigned disappointment and shrugged. "That's a real shame. But Teacher Jodie, my offer still stands. If you ever really need me, give me a call."
Hearing this, Jodie felt a bit better, and a smile appeared on her face.
She stood up and walked over to him. "Don't worry. Even if we can't work together this time, there will be other chances."
The Black Organization had shifted its focus to Japan lately. This FBI operation against Vermouth wasn't the end; it was only the beginning.
Shuichi Akai's arrival was proof of that.
As the FBI's ace, Akai had always been in charge of dealing with the organization.
Yuu nodded and took his leave.
The groundwork with the FBI was laid, and he had done all he could. Now, it was up to them.
If they chose to cooperate sincerely, all the better. If they had other intentions... well, aside from Jodie, he couldn't care less about what happened to the rest of them.