Risk. Naoto Shirogane
It was a calm city’s midnight. Unlike the mind of Naoto Shirogane.
For months girls had been swept up off the streets of Tokyo. With law enforcement at their wit’s end, Naoto Shirogane was called in.
The detective prince was the fifth generation of the Shirogane family of detectives. When difficult to crack cases happened, she got called in.
To lure out the criminals, Naoto used herself as bait. As far as she could tell these abducted women were abducted for being attractive, physically speaking.
At three in the morning, Naoto was the only person in the public park. She played the role of innocent maiden out for a jog. As per suggested, she wore a too small white tank top that accentuated her large chest and how it bounced with every step, as well as running shorts that practically disappeared into her rear.
It took less than a half hour for her rapidly swaying chest to lure in her prey.
A white van with no plate burst into the park and stopped right in front of Naoto.
The detective played up the act of a stupid yet scared girl.
“Hey girlie, how about you come with us?”
“Wow” Naoto raised the pitch of her voice “are you like police or something?”
“Yeah, or something”
One of the kidnappers roughly grabbed Naoto by her arm and dragged her into the back of the van.
“So rough, chill out!” She cried out, trying to play her best Rise impression
As expected, Naoto was held down by two of the kidnappers while a third came up with a rag.
The detective prince knew what came next but still played up the scared little girl act and squirmed. What she didn’t expect was one of the thugs putting their grimy hands around her breasts
“We got a huge one this time. We’re gonna make a killing”
The laughing of these sick degenerates and the hand groping her were the last sensations Naoto felt.
Little did they know that embedded into Naoto’s sweatbands, was a tracker.