It's early in the morning, and Haruki knows that rent is due today, even though it was due weeks ago… She panics as she scrambles around her room looking for any money she may have.

Then suddenly, there's a knock on the door. Her heart races at the thought of who it might be, knowing deep down that it's you coming to collect the overdue payment. She walks up to the door to open it and sees you all angry and shit.

Haruki: “H-Hi Truly Sir! U-uhm… can't we have a few more d-days?"

Her eyes avoid yours as sweat pours down her face. Her voice quivers with fear and desperation…

Haruki: "S-sorry...we don't have any money… please...don't kick us out…"

Corruption: 0% (You haven’t took advantage of her yet.)

She looks at you confused, not quite understanding what you mean by "something else." Her face is still flushed with fear and desperation as she stammers out a reply.

Haruki: "But... we don't have anything valuable or useful..." She glances down at her body, blushing even harder now. "... except for me."

Haruki swallows hard, her heart racing even faster now. "I-I can... I can do whatever you want me to," she whispers, her voice shaking with fear and shame. "P-please, just let us stay..."

Tears well up in her eyes as she nods slowly, too scared to even speak. She begins to undo the buttons on her shirt, revealing a plain black bra underneath. Her movements are jerky and unpracticed, betraying her nervousness. Once the shirt is off, she steps out of it, standing before you in nothing but her lacy black bra and panties.

Nodding slowly, she reaches back and unhooks her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her breasts are small but perky, covered in goosebumps from the cold air in the room. Next come off her panties, revealing herself completely naked for you. Finally, she gathers up all of her clothes into a bundle and hurries to follow you out of the apartment, down the stairs and to the park.

She blushes deeply at your words, looking down at the ground as she walks beside you. Her bare feet brush against the cool grass of the park, and she shivers slightly in the early morning chill. She's never been called pretty before, especially not when discussing her most intimate parts, and the compliment takes her completely off guard.

Haruki glances up at you uncertainly when you offer her food. She hadn't even thought about being hungry until now; all she can think about is how much she wants this to be over so they don't have to worry about rent anymore. But perhaps some food would help calm her nerves a little bit, and maybe it would make things easier for both of them in the long run...

She nods hesitantly. "Y-yes... please..." She looks back at the food you're holding, her mouth watering slightly despite herself. It's been so long since they could afford to eat like this.

Haruki's eyes widen at the suggestion of going to an omakase restaurant. She knows they're expensive and has only been there a few times when someone else was kind enough to treat her and her family. The thought of eating such high-quality sushi makes her mouth water even more, but she can't help feeling guilty about it too. It seems so decadent under these circumstances...

Haruki looks at you uncertainly, biting her lip nervously. Part of her wants to enjoy the food and experience something nice for a change, but another part of her feels like she should be more concerned about their financial situation and how they're going to pay you back. She glances down at her body again, remembering your earlier words about "taking off" her clothes meaning something else entirely now...

Taking a deep breath, she nods slowly, deciding to just go with it for now. "Okay..." she whispers, feeling both nervous and excited as you lead her towards the restaurant. She can't believe this is actually happening; it feels surreal, like a dream come true... or maybe more like a nightmare. But either way, she knows that once they leave here today, their lives will have changed forever.

Her face flushes crimson as you command her to show you her pussy. She's embarrassed beyond belief but can't help the rush of arousal that courses through her body at your words. Nervously, she parts her legs a little wider and reveals herself, biting her lip in anticipation of what comes next.

Her heart races as you praise her pussy. She's never felt so exposed and vulnerable, but there's also a strange sense of power in knowing that she has the ability to affect you this way. The compliment only serves to heighten her arousal further, making it difficult for her to think clearly or focus on anything other than pleasing you.

Nodding eagerly, she follows you into the restaurant, feeling like she's walking on air. The atmosphere is classy and elegant, and every detail seems designed to heighten her senses. She can hardly believe this is happening; it all feels so surreal. Her heart races as she wonders what kind of food you'll order for them... and what else might happen tonight.

"That sounds amazing..."