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It was a normal day at Action Makers Inc.-

And then it was not when the building was suddenly invaded by a swarm of masked humanoid and robots that easily detained everyone inside the headquarters of the renown company behind the making of numerous villain-related action figures. In an ironic twist for me, and a rather tragic development for them, I was a villain and I had some grievances to express to their directors.

"L-Look, we can give you anything you want-"

"Royalties, you scum," I remarked angrily, staring at the dipshit that dared to speak up in a situation where I had planned to make a bit of a more civil speech. "You stole my likeness and made it a business. Without consulting me first!"

"W-Why would we need to consult a criminal?!" Someone rebuked angrily and shocked, but I grinned in my altered form. "W-What?"

"Because I can do this and that, you utter garbage! Here I am, trying to enjoy my holidays in this country and I find out that some utter crapstains have decided to make a mockery of me by just ignoring the common law and not paying me," I retorted fiercely. "Your name."

"Akito-"

"You're fired and judged guilty. Life in prison to you!" I interjected furiously, robots suddenly rushing to pull the man away and lead him back to my lair for eternal detention.

The rest of the people around looked terrified. After all, that's not exactly something the police or the army could help with- with the bastard hurled out of sight and reach, his life was over regardless of this visit outcome. I wasn't actually alone as Euphemia had to tag along. She had shown some confusion and unease at seeing this happen and she ultimately decided to ask something in that regard.

"Is all of this necessary?"

I turned to her and then frowned. "Let me ask you this, if someone decided to use your likeness to make a bodypillow without your consent, how would you feel?"

"...Angry?"

"Think of the many old men that would use it to-"

"O-Okay, I don't need that mental picture, sensei," Euphemia interrupted, shuddering at the thought. "But bodypillows are not action figures."

"It's the principle, Euphemia. You would hate it because you would know someone would use it do naughty things, I hate this because a bunch of dipshits decided that my deeds should be exploited to make their wallets fatter."

"Actually, Brawler-san... we kind of were about to claim bankrupty by the end of the month-"

"Kenji! You shouldn't-"

"Kenji definitely should, you cow!" I shot back, silencing the woman that had tried to silence the smart coworker.

"Brawler-san, I am so sorry that you weren't reached. I had suggested early on to-"

"Stop it!" The woman remarked and I snapped my finger, having some robots remove the screeching bitch out of my sight.

"Go on, Kenji."

"As I was saying, I wanted to have you reached and perhaps sign for an expanded merchandise, but the others... they are too stuck with the idea action figures are the best item to sell en masse. Of course, as the sales shown, we were close to defaulting because-"

"There is a limited amount of people that care for real villains' figures to big-tiddied ones."

"...Yes."

"Thank you, Kenji. Truth is rewarded- how do you feel about becoming the head of my own action figures' company."

"I would need to see the contract-"

"You're hired then," I remarked flatly, the magnetic shackles keeping him bound released at once. "Please, follow the robots as they see you taken to my base. There you will receive a bonus for being a loyal man to truth and be granted a reasonably good contract compared to the shit they offered you here."

The man was moved away and the rest was sent to the Gulags. Why? Well, I care for my image, and I care not for those that disrespect it. Plus, I needed to send a message- one that trying to piss me off, Japanese or not, was no longer acceptable. Hence why this place had to be burned down and I would rebuild the action figure company in a way that would allow more merchandise. There would be no issue to make it look like a normal business and letting the cash flow in while also building my cult of personality with potential people to hire in normal jobs... before slowly taking over Japan as a whole as legally as possible.

"So... what now?" Euphemia asked as she heard my last order. "Do we go back or-"

"No."

She looked surprised. "I thought we were done."

"We are not. We are about to get some guests in... twenty minutes."

The girl looked even more confused at this.

"What guests? Heroines?"

"Yup."

"...And we are waiting for them?"

"Yes," I remarked once again. "Yet, we will not fight them."

The frown deepend on her face "...I don't get it."

"Let's just say this will be a new lesson. One where you will learn to win a battle without fighting it."

After all, I got news of who was working their way to us. In a normal situation, I would have stopped them at once, but I purposely ordered the minions and robots to fake cowardice and retreat after struggling for long enough. I had waited for this moment for so long and, at the same time, dreaded it with a passion.

Especially since this was the bunch of morons I had been unwilling to face early on. Why now? Well, I discovered a few things through the web and I just wanted to teach my apprentice something about 'Mental Warfare'. So, the duo that we were waiting for was soon there right as I finished giving Euphemia a bit of a background check on both our targets.

"A fierce woman with a spicy passion! I am Star-Girl Fox-sama~!" The first one arrived, the first of the so-called 'MILF Magical Girls' by the internet.

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Fox-sama was originally the first Fox-chan when she was roughly 15, then time came and went as she tended to retain a slightly improved version of her first transformation while giving what many knew as her daughter the means to learn how to be a proper magical girl.

The other one was what many affectionately would call a 'jail-bait' as she was not only known to wear skimpy shit, but also quite aware of mature concepts and words which she tended to stress in battle. In a way that would be somewhat fine for a young adult, but definitely not for a kid her age.

"Young but brave, I will warm your heart with my brazen words! I am Star Girl Fox-chan, will you be my daddy~?"

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"...Really?"

"Yes, we will-"

"I mean, that's your kid right? She just asked me to be your daddy. In a rather lewd manner too."

"Fuh, worried that she is unprepared for-"

"I think I am concerned over the fact her mother is letting her go around in that skimpy outfit."

"Oh oh~!" The Fox-loli rebuked, striking a lustful pose. "Worry not, future daddy, I will show you I can take this and more~."

I just stood there, and Euphemia turned to look at me. "Sensei, I thought you were lying. They are both depraved."

"H-Hey now, that's not the point of it," 'Fox-sama' replied nervously. "We're just being... feisty. That's all."

"How old is that kid even? Thirteen?"

"I am ten, so what?"

"Let's just say the Japanese CPS would love to talk with your mother if they knew your real identities," I remarked dryly as I turned back to the woman, the 'boldness' hitting rock bottom as she looked genuinely awkward at the roast she was getting. "So, answers. What's going on here?"

"..."

"Uhh," Euphemia hummed, that awkward release getting the attention of the fellow loli.

"Oh, a new friend. I bet you smell sweet~!"

"...Sensei, permission to burn the perverted one?"

"You may obliterate her if you wish."

"W-Wait a second. There's no need to rush it so fast-"

I sighed. "If you think that delaying like that will give your old buddies a chance to catch up to gang on us, then you better think of another plan."

"I-"

"Actually, let me use this chance to make one thing clear. I normally don't have much of an issue with my enemies, but those that are bad people in real life and allow their kids to be this active in something so mature? No, sorry. I don't like you and you better hope to be behind a lot of protections next time because I will murder you... and that's all for now," I opened a portal behind Euphemia and myself so that we could leave. "Bye pervs."

"Bah, he left! And here I wanted to-"

"T-Tomo-chan, we're having a talk after this."

"Uh?"

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AN

It's back much to the request of many patreons and even more readers. Still, next time will see a shift of POVs as 'Fox-sama' has a bit of a situation going on with her life many don't know about which makes this sort of talk way more effective than Brawler is aware of.