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Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 991

Chapter 991: Global Broadcast

Across the yard, the Circle’s squads waited in parade order, pressed uniforms in slate and white, blades at hips, watching Eclipse’s happy chaos with expressions caught between decorum and open curiosity.

At the rack line between the two guilds, a Shogunate spear-user had drifted over to a Runewoven girl warming up her floating daggers. He bowed to her before speaking. "May I ask what keeps them up?"

"Spite and mana. What does your spear fold out of?"

"Blessed paper. Several shrines’ worth of prayers."

"...Okay, trade me."

Both of them were grinning by the time she floated a dagger across for him to examine.

The far side of the yard belonged to the broadcast.

Six production trucks stood in a row trailing cable everywhere, and each crew member swarming them wore an armband with two crests printed side by side: Eclipse, and the Shogunate Circle.

In the middle of it all, the Media seat of Japan’s ruling council was personally bowing to Kira and Rika.

"We would be honored by your guidance," he said, in careful English. "You know these feeds better than anyone in the world."

The twins held their professional composure for one entire breath.

The high praise instantly won them over.

"We accept!!"

"We want to see the control room!!"

The Media seat had explained the arrangement himself, beaming. Today would go out as a joint stream, Eclipse and the Shogunate Circle side by side on one broadcast.

Japan carried every cost of it, the trucks, the crews, the satellite time, the small army currently running cable in the sun. And every viewer, every subscriber, every yen of revenue still flowed to Eclipse’s channel, exactly as if the family had produced it alone.

"Do you have any idea what a production this size costs?" Alexandra whispered, pale with secondhand sticker shock. "And they’re paying for all of it. We just show up and receive viewers."

"They set the table, they wash the dishes, and they hand us the tip jar," Nyx said warmly, watching the crews work. "I love this country."

"Guys!!" Leia had found the promotional posters stacked beside the nearest truck and held one up in each hand. "There’s an ad campaign. There are two ad campaigns."

"The Circle purchased advertising for today’s broadcast," Sonoda explained. "The first campaign is domestic. It runs on every network, every train station, every public screen in the country." She nodded at the poster in Leia’s left hand and translated its text: The man and his exotic family you have watched every day for months now fight beside Japan.

"And the other one?" Emily asked.

"The second campaign was purchased on overseas networks and platforms." Sonoda’s crispness did not quite cover her pride. "It airs tonight in most countries."

Leia turned the second poster around for the group. Kaiden Grey stands with Japan.

A not-so-subtle flex, and a fuck you to every nation Japan had grievances with. By tomorrow, half the planet would like the country a little more for it.

"I’m framing one," Leia decided.

"It’s trending in three languages," Emily reported from behind her tablet, scandalized. "It isn’t even live yet!"

"The Media seat wrote the line himself," Sonoda offered. "He is very proud of it."

They found the Blades seat on the steps of the command hall, asleep sitting up.

She was a woman in a black haori, sitting with one knee raised and a sheathed katana leaned against her shoulder, head tipped back against the post, breathing slow.

She was somewhere in Scarlet’s age band, and she was gorgeous. The haori hung loose enough to be a rumor, long bare legs folded under her, a mouth smiling faintly even in her sleep.

Every squad crossing the yard bent its path wide around her, respectful and automatic.

"Lord Grey," Sonoda said, quieter than her usual crisp. "May I present the Blades seat of the Circle. Shura Kanzaki."

One eye opened before the introduction finished. It went to Kaiden and stayed there, unhurried, and the sleep drained out of her face as she read him from the gauntlet up, liking what she found more with every pass.

"Huh," she said in accented English, both eyes open now. "Wanna fight?"

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