Economic downturn? That's just empty talk.
While male employees face drastic cuts to their winter bonuses, superficial numbers like rising stock prices and a high Nikkei average suggest the economy is doing well—but is it really? It seems more like the government's deceptive policies are exposed, with the Bank of Japan propping up the market.
The cracks in Japan's economy—and the global economy—are starting to show.
But as a dispatched worker, I don't get bonuses anyway, so I couldn't care less.
What I can't stand is the full force of regular employees' anger being directed at me.
Being assigned hostile, demeaning tasks has become routine.
Hierarchy exists everywhere.
Equality is a myth.
Everything here is built on power dynamics.
Dispatched workers aren't just dumping grounds for pent-up frustration.
We have human dignity too.
So I'll take out my irritation on high-paid, beautiful female employees—ones whose bonuses remain untouched.
I'll make them pay for my anger—with their bodies.
Winners of the idol office lady contest receive cash prizes, while dispatched workers like me earn poverty wages.
So I'll make them repay me in flesh—the overtime I've bled for, I'll collect in full.
This girl was a former idol, featured in magazines, an object of desire.
The masturbation fantasy of virgin otaku, the producer's personal sex toy, one of the president's private pleasure squad.
Now, every part of her belongs to me.
Her lips, her tits, her pussy, her ass—completely under my control.
I can lick, tease, and pound into her at will.
This isn't some tame handshake event.
This is a fluid exchange, bareback breeding, the ultimate fan service ever seen.
Always receiving isn't fun.
So I'll give a gift too.
My sperm—deep inside her womb.
The president always yells about productivity.
But the most vital production for humans is fertilization.
Is the president having his own fun, fucking the ex-idol in his luxury high-rise?
If he's getting his, then us commoners deserve a share too.
Wealth redistribution matters—but so does sexual redistribution.
If she gets pregnant? Leave the cleanup to the president.
Let the president take responsibility.
That's what being CEO is for.
I feel a little better now.
Another day, another packed train tomorrow.
Even if my chance of catching COVID is 90%, we salarymen can't do a thing.
This shitty Japan would be better off collapsing in a pandemic.
Let the elite and the rich die off—let rough bastards like me inherit the world.
Then I can laugh freely: hyahahahahahahahaha!
Just kidding.
Nah, forget it.
I love Japan.
Ganbare, Nippon!
Abe, you're the best!
Xi Jinping, number one!
Hello.
Thank you.
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