Japan's beautiful SPCMs

Safumi held her hand over her face to hide her red eyes as she rode the train to Tochigi. "Damn motherf*****. He brought all his friends too so now they can challenge me whenever. Dammit, now I'm just gonna get pounced on. Damn that bitch Michiko, the hell does she keep callin us back for!?

...

"The hell'd ya call us back here again!?" Safumi fumed as she glared at Michiko.

"To discuss the business we couldn't last night because of a certain someone," Michiko glared.

"You!"

"No, YOU!"

Once again, the six female SPCMs had gathered, though this time, they had gathered in a hotel room as opposed to the secret puzzle cafe.

"You're damn lucky Mizuse convinced me to stay, otherwise I'd be back up in Sapporo," the dark-skinned woman snarled.

"We only stayed because you mentioned this concerns the maestro," the white-haired girl glared as she hugged the black-haired girl.

"Yes, this matter concerns our maestro, Maestro Himitsu," Michiko stated.

"Then shouldn't we invite Himitsudono as well?" Himitsusama asked.

"You really wanna invite a shady middle-aged man to hang out with 6 beautiful young women like us?"

"..."

"I thought so. Anyway, I assume all of you have met Maestro Himitsu, yes?"

"Well no shit. How do ya think we became stuck with these jobs!" Safumi growled.

"Since then, I meant, or rather how many of you have met Maestro Himitsu when she is not acting as Maestro Himitsu."

"You mean like her without all that crazy makeup? No. All the times I've seen her, she's always been dolled up and in character. What about you, Taira?" the white-haired woman asked.

"...No," the black-haired woman mumbled.

"My, Maestro Himitsu truly embodies pure feminine beauty," Himitsusama mused.

"You've seen her without her makeup?" Michiko asked.

"Nay, though even in her flamboyant attire, she is a goddess on earth, a testament that a woman is beautiful no matter what attire or attitude she takes."

"Shut up about that beauty crap," the dark-skinned woman snarled.

"Ara, Dora-chan, you got such a lovely figure and such naturally smooth skin. With just a tinge of makeup-"

"I ain't smearin’ shit on me."

"Yet ya make sure to make your legs all nice n’ smooth each day, "Safumi snickered.

"I just like em smooth... I'm not tryin’ ta look pretty," the dark-skinned woman blushed.

"Look at that! Our "boyfriend" is blushin’ like a maiden!"

"THE F*** YOU CALL ME!?"

"B-o-y-f-r-i-e-n-d."

"I'M A GIRL YOU BITCH!"

"But you look so much like a pretty boy. 'Hey Safumi-chwan, how bout I sweep ya off your feet and speed round the country with ya. Even got a cute weddin’ dress for ya.' Oh, Doraaki-kun, I love you!"

"I'M GONNA KILL YOU YOU BITCH!" the dark-skinned woman roared as she charged for Safumi.

"Hold on. How could you call such an unpolished gemstone a boy? Just gaze at her divine melons," Himitsusama chuckled as she pulled up Doraaki's bra-top, exposing her massive breasts.

"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAH! MIZUSE!"

"Ara, ara, not even wearing a bra. Bold, girl."

"Wow, those tits sure look big. You sure they're real?" Safumi snarled as she clamped her hand down on one of Doraaki's breasts.

"OW! YOU BITCH! YOU'RE JUST JEALOUS CUZ MINE ARE BIGGER THAN YOURS!" Doraaki fumed as she grabbed Safumi's bandage bindings and ripped them off, exposing her big breasts.

"KYAAAAAAH! YOU BITCH!" Safumi fumed as she pulled down Doraaki's shorts, exposing her smooth pussy as well.

"Ara, ara, no panties AND you shave your vagina? You do care about beauty after all," Mizuse smirked as Doraaki began to tear up in embarrassment.

"WAAAAAAH! I'M GOING BACK TO HOKKAIDO YOU MEANIES!" Doraaki cried as she ran out of the room.

"Wow, that was the girliest I've ever seen her act," Safumi snickered as she began putting her bandage bindings back on.

"Safumi, aren't you all about personal freedom? Then why the hell do you insult Dora-chan so much? You know she's self-conscious about her masculine name, and hates it when people call her a boy," the white-haired girl glared.

"Cuz I also got the freedom to pick on her."

"You're just jealous because her breasts are bigger than yours."

"THE HELL YOU SAYIN YA IRONIN’ BOARD SISCON!? I'm the only cute tomboy round here!"

"Ara, so it is jealousy," Mizuse snickered as Taira began to get flustered and cry.

"SAFUMI! APOLOGIZE NOW!" the white-haired girl roared.

"For what?"

"You insulted Taira!"

"How? Oh, right. You two are twins so ya both have the same ironin’ board-"

SLAP!

"STRIP HER IMMEDIATELY!" the white-haired woman roared as she began ripping off Safumi's dress and bandage bindings.

Safumi teared up in embarrassment as she gazed down at herself. Aside from her sneakers, she was now completely nude. "KYAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

"Ara, ara. So you too don't wear bras or panties. Perhaps I should adopt the style as that seems to be the future of women's beauty," Mizuse mused.

"How bout we strip ya too!"

"Not a problem. A woman's greatest beauty is her body after all," Mizuse smiled as she began stripping.

"O- Oi, this isn't going to sweep us up too, right!?" the white-haired woman shuddered as she hugged Taira.

A now nude Mizuse proudly strutted over to Safumi and stood beside her. "Hmm, perhaps we should all do a nude shoot as a prize for the puzzle cafe."

"YOU F******* INSANE!? HELL NO!" Safumi cried.

"Yes. In fact, I think Mizuse should go fetch Doraaki," Michiko snickered as she appeared wearing nothing but her sneakers and holding her smartphone.

"Oi, YOU WEREN'T!"

"Oh yes I was. Every second of our conversation was recorded. Now, how many points should this cost to buy?"

"YOU BITCH! I'M NEVER COMING HERE AGAIN!"

"Well, then save it till after we do the shoot. Oh, and that includes you too, Tenju and Taira."

The white-haired girl hugged Taira tighter as they both screamed in terror.

...

"How the f*** are you two not flustered," Safumi trembled as she draped herself in a bathrobe.

"True beauty requires a woman to bare her nude body with pride, though there is also beauty in covering up in embarrassment. A true testament that women are creatures of pure beauty," Mizuse mused.

“Yes, not to mention I’m quite used to baring it all,” Michiko blushed.

"It's all over! Now my nudes are online!" Doraaki cried.

"YOUR nudes!? Taira's going to have to deal with far greater anxiety now! You have any idea how many fat greasy otakus come to our place hoping to see her!?" Tenju glared.

"Now do settle down, ladies. That was lots of fun, was it not?" Michiko snickered.

"YOU orchestrated this!"

"Sorry, but providing service IS one of our jobs."

"Not THAT kind of service."

"Anyway, the night has grown late, so we'll discuss things tomorrow."

"No, we're heading back to Kyushu first thing in the morning. Good riddance!" Tenju shouted as she escorted a traumatized Taira away.

"I'm goin’ back to Hokkaido in the mornin’ too," Doraaki glared as she ran out.

"I- I ain't goin back to Kyoto tonight, but I will when I wake up," Safumi mumbled.

"You don't have a room, do you? Then you may stay with me, but I enhance your latent beauty," Mizuse smirked as she whipped out a bottle of beauty cream and massage oil.

"A full night spa package? Well sign me up. Oh, but get the bitch out of here."

"My, and here I just learned that Kyoto's biggest sukeban indulges in SPA days," Michiko teased.

"Shut it bitch! I enjoy pamperin’ myself like the queen I am."

"Well, I guess I shall take my que to leave. After all, I do have to do something," Michiko sighed as she left. As soon as she was alone, a scowl appeared on her face. Those damn bitches just HAD to start fighting like that! Now Tenju's going to be even wearier of me. I need to get to Taira. I NEED to get to Taira!" she fumed in her mind as she pulled out her phone.

"And why are you so jumpy, girlfriend?" a voice snickered.

Michiko slowly turned to see a grinning Ai approaching her from behind. Before Michiko could react, Ai leaned in close and whispered something in her ear, causing her entire mood to change from nervous to sinister.

"And now, we can begin the prep work for the plan," Ai maliciously smiled.