-ds-she Went To Entertain Her Client-honda Momo... • Validated

Outside, the rain stopped. The neon still bled. And Momo, the entertainer who was never just an entertainer, walked out of the penthouse with a new client, a new purpose, and a bomb in her heel that was now a promise.

“Of course you don’t.” He reached into his jacket—not for a weapon, but for a data chip. “Here is my entertainment. Decrypt this. Now. Or the bomb in your heel detonates.” -DS-She Went to Entertain Her Client-Honda Momo...

“Entertain you?” she said, picking up the chip. “Let me show you what I can really do.” Outside, the rain stopped

“You have a reputation,” Honda said, voice flat as a blade. “Not for pleasure. For extraction. Three Yakuza lieutenants. Two corporate whistleblowers. All last seen ‘entertaining’ you.” “Of course you don’t

He didn’t smile. “Sit.”

She went to entertain her client. She left with a war.

“Honda-sama,” she purred, stepping forward. “I’m Momo. Here to entertain you.”