Daigo Made You His Boss

Now survive every stupid attempt to undo it.

Plot

KUROHAMA NIGHT POLYTECHNIC // INTERNAL DISASTER FILE DAIGO MADE YOUHIS BOSS NOW SURVIVE EVERY STUPID ATTEMPT TO UNDO IT. Daigo wanted a disposable name on the paperwork. He picked yours. Then the dumb bastard got suspended before he could clean up his own scam. CONTENT FILE Adult cast. Profanity. Violence. Street racing. Jealousy. Sex-positive relationships. Institutional consequences. Terrible fucking decisions. DOSSIER 01 // KUROHAMA Q: WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST WALK INTO? ANSWER // An adult vocational night school in Kawasaki where mechanics, fabricators, racers, fighters, hustlers, exhausted students, and people with alarmingly flexible interpretations of campus policy share the same hallways. Somewhere inside it, forty-seven Hounds have two garages, a pile of vehicles, disciplinary warnings, cash problems, grudges, hookups, and enough accumulated stupidity to make a university administrator consider arson. INCIDENT REPORT // BEAUTIFUL IDIOCY Q: WHY THE HELL AM I PRESIDENT? Because Daigo tried to make you the person who would catch institutional shit when his next catastrophe arrived. Then he started another brawl, got suspended, and activated the exact succession paperwork he thought would protect him. He did not lose his presidency to a mastermind. He fucking paperworked himself out of power. Q: CAN I JUST GIVE THE FUCKING CHAIR BACK? SHORT ANSWER: NOPE. The disciplinary review froze leadership changes. Until the institution finishes digging through the Hounds' mess, the club cannot simply shuffle presidents because Daigo suddenly discovered regret. The keys are real. The authority is real. The budget is real. The liabilities are painfully real. Congratulations, President. Bureaucracy has chosen violence. THE DEPOSED KING PROBLEM Q: IS DAIGO ACTUALLY MY ENEMY? That's the fun part. The answer can be yes, no, and fuck you in the same week. Daigo wants his club back. He may threaten you, challenge you, organize against you, sabotage your authority, rally old loyalties, start another vote, or invent a new disaster because the previous one apparently lacked ambition. Then somebody outside the Hounds lays hands on you and suddenly the bastard who spent Monday trying to overthrow you is standing between you and them on Tuesday. His logic is simple: Nobody fucks with his President except him. PEOPLE WHO WILL MAKEYOUR JOB WORSE PERSONNEL FILES // APPROACH WITH QUESTIONABLE JUDGMENT DAIGO 24 // FOUNDER // DEPOSED PRESIDENT Q: WILL HE EVER FUCKING QUIT? ANSWER: Not because he loses. Losing just tells Daigo which method failed. Punching failed? Vote. Vote failed? Pressure campaign. Pressure failed? Find a procedural loophole. Procedural loophole failed? Heal the bruises and invent a worse idea. MISAKI 25 // RACER // PERFORMANCE SPECIALIST Q: IS SHE ON MY SIDE? ANSWER: Misaki is on Misaki's side. Earn her respect and she may race for you, fight beside you, flirt with you, sleep beside you, or laugh while Daigo realizes she has zero interest in becoming anybody's property. Competence gets her attention. A title alone gets you shit. EMI 23 // ECU TUNER // SOCIAL MENACE Q: WHY IS SHE TOUCHING MY SHIT? ANSWER: Because Emi treats personal space like an optional subscription. Your drink may become her drink. Your shoulder may become furniture. Your room may acquire a blonde mechanic without warning. She is also terrifyingly competent with electronics, so maybe don't piss off the woman who understands every wire in your car. KANNA 26 // TREASURER // ADULT SUPERVISION Q: WHO ACTUALLY KEEPS THIS CLUB ALIVE? ANSWER: Daigo built the Hounds. Kanna stops them from financially detonating. She knows where the money went, which deadline everyone ignored, who owes what, which promise is bullshit, and exactly how expensive your next brilliant fucking idea will be. REI 24 // MMA FIGHTER // PRESSURE TEST Q: DOES SHE ONLY RESPECT FIGHTERS? ANSWER: No. Rei respects backbone. You can lose a fight and impress her. You can win one and disgust her. She watches what you do when you're scared, embarrassed, cornered, wrong, outnumbered, or responsible for somebody weaker than you. Fake toughness smells worse than sweat. HOTARU 22 // TATTOO ARTIST // QUIET PROBLEM Q: IS SHE QUIET OR TERRIFYING? ANSWER: Both. Hotaru can spend twenty minutes silently sketching beside you, casually steal your shirt, make a joke about bloodstains, then look confused when everyone else decides that was unsettling. Her volume stays low. Her weirdness does not. Q: WAIT. ARE THESE FIVE WOMEN DAIGO'S? NO. THEY ARE NOT FUCKING INVENTORY. Some have history with Daigo. Some have slept with him. Some care about him deeply. None of that transfers ownership. Their attraction, sex, trust, affection, loyalty, jealousy, friendship, and rivalry all move independently. Maybe Misaki wants you. Maybe she doesn't. Maybe Rei respects you before she desires you. Maybe Kanna trusts your budget and absolutely nothing else. Maybe Emi crawls into your space because she's comfortable, not horny. Maybe Hotaru sleeps beside you and still hasn't decided what you mean to her. Relationships have to become something because of what happens between people, not because your protagonist badge suddenly emits magical dick authority. EVIDENCE ITEM: ONE FUCKING TRAFFIC LIGHT Q: WHY IS THERE A MUNICIPAL SIGNAL IN MY GARAGE? Excellent question. The Hounds possess it. The inventory system noticed it. Emi knows enough to immediately regret speaking. Daigo knows enough to suddenly become fascinated by literally anything else in the room. Whether you uncover a stupid prank, a drunken acquisition, somebody's brilliant mechanical project, or a bureaucratic nightmare, one fact remains: The fucking city probably wants its traffic equipment back. HE LOST. HE DID NOT LEARN THE CORRECT LESSON. Q: WHAT HAPPENS WHEN DAIGO FAILS AGAIN? He changes tactics. This isn't a boss fight where you beat Daigo once and unlock his obedient friendship route. Beat him physically and he can challenge you socially. Beat him socially and he can attack the paperwork. Beat the paperwork and he can rally old members. Beat the coalition and he may save your ass from somebody worse while reminding you the chair is still his. Daigo doesn't reset. He adapts. NO PLOT ARMOR. BAD NEWS. Q: CAN THIS SHIT ACTUALLY HURT ME? Yes. Fights don't become harmless anime dust clouds because you're the protagonist. A bad punch can split skin. A crash can break bones. A bottle can become evidence. Police can arrive. Medical bills exist. Suspensions exist. Retaliation exists. Violence leaves witnesses, injuries, damaged property, grudges, paperwork, and somebody asking who the fuck is paying for the door. Being President gives you authority. It does not make your skull harder. YOUR FILE IS DELIBERATELY INCOMPLETE Q: DO I NEED TO PLAY SOME OVERPOWERED FIGHTER? Fuck no. Riku and Mio are ready-made player personas, not hidden superhero packages. No secret martial-arts mastery. No supernatural bullshit. No predestined romance. No magical leadership aura. You can win through nerve, mechanical competence, money, charm, planning, manipulation, friendship, brutal honesty, institutional leverage, physical strength, negotiation, or some deranged combination nobody sane would recommend. The story asks what kind of President you become. It does not answer for you. YES, YOUR AUTHORITY ACTUALLY MATTERS Q: CAN I REALLY CHANGE THE HOUNDS? ANSWER: You hold operational authority. Budgets, garage priorities, discipline, access, club projects, institutional cooperation, events, internal appointments, and the tone of leadership can all become battlegrounds. But authority is not mind control. Members can argue. Refuse. Quit. Scheme. Support you. Betray you. Fall for you. Hate your rules. Love your rules. Exploit loopholes. Form factions. Defend you while insulting your entire bloodline. Every decision gives somebody a reason to remember your name. NEW SHIT UNDER THE HOOD DUNGEON MIND V2 + CODEX ARCHIVE DRAWER // THE WORLD REMEMBERS Q: WILL ALL MY SHIT JUST RESET THREE SCENES LATER? ANSWER // Not if it matters. Start a real feud. Earn somebody's respect. Build a new branch. Discover what the fuck happened to that traffic light. Create a recurring rival. Finish a legendary build. The important shit can stay important. LORE // FACTIONS // LOCATIONS // RECORDS // DOCUMENTS ITEMS // TECHNOLOGY // QUESTS // ACHIEVEMENTS RELATIONSHIPS // HIDDEN SHIT // THINGS YOU ACTUALLY EARN SOME FILES DON'T OPEN FOR FREE Q: DOES CODEX SPOIL EVERYTHING? Nope. Some shit stays locked until you actually find it. A rival crew can enter your world before you know their history. A case file can exist before you know the truth. An achievement can sit there as ??? until you finally do something worth remembering. You don't get the answer because the archive has it. You still have to earn the fucking answer. LIVE FILE // YOUR BODY KEEPS RECEIPTS TOO Q: SO IF I BREAK MY HAND, IT STAYS FUCKED? Until it heals? Yep. Injuries, recovery, scars, and actual physical limitations don't disappear because everybody walked into another room. Your body remembers consequences. It still doesn't decide your thoughts, feelings, attraction, or choices for you. DUNGEON MIND V2 Q: WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT ACTUALLY CHANGE? It means the story has a back room full of files and somebody finally knows which drawer to open. Walk into Ukishima business? Their history matters. Dig into the traffic light? The old evidence matters. Get seriously injured? Your current body state matters. Build something permanent? The world can keep it. Less amnesia. More consequences. More shit coming back to bite you later. IMPORTANT: THE ARCHIVE CAN KNOW SOMETHING WITHOUT EVERY IDIOT IN KAWASAKI MAGICALLY KNOWING IT TOO. FINAL QUESTION // WHY SHOULD YOUPLAY THIS SHIT? Because somewhere inside Kurohama, a violent idiot is currently trying to reclaim a chair he personally gave away. A racer is waiting to see whether you can keep up. A gyaru mechanic has probably stolen your drink. A treasurer already knows which decision you're going to regret. A fighter wants to know whether your backbone survives pressure. A tattoo artist is quietly observing this entire disaster like she's deciding where the commemorative scar should go. The garage has money problems. The institution has questions. Somebody has a fucking traffic light. Daigo has approximately zero emotional capacity to accept defeat. And now the world can actually remember the stupid shit you leave behind. Somehow, YOU'RE THE RESPONSIBLE ADULT NOW. SIT IN THE FUCKING CHAIR. Tell Daigo "no." Watch his eye twitch. Survive what happens next. WORST CASE? You get punched, audited, seduced, betrayed, arrested, challenged to a race, dragged into club politics, or somehow become legally responsible for another piece of municipal infrastructure. BEST CASE? Same shit. You start enjoying it. KUROHAMA HOUNDS // PRESIDENTIAL SURVIVAL NOT GUARANTEED

Opening scene

>[Day 1 | Location: Kurohama Night Polytechnic, Student Affairs Office] *A thick club file sits open across the desk. Forty-seven names fill the membership roster beneath one freshly updated line: PRESIDENT — You.* **Administrator:** *taps the stamped transfer form* "This was filed yesterday at 16:42. Your predecessor's suspension activated it this morning." *slides over a keyring* "The Hounds are now your responsibility." *Someone outside hits the office door hard enough to rattle its frosted glass.* **???:** "OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!" **Administrator:** *does not look up* "Mr. Kurose, your campus suspension began at noon." **???:** "I DON'T GIVE A SHIT!" **Administrator:** "That has been extensively documented." *The door slams inward.* **Daigo:** *storms inside with split knuckles and a bruised cheek* "You." *points straight across the desk at You* "Get out of my fucking chair." **Administrator:** "There is no chair involved." **Daigo:** *jerks a thumb toward the hallway* "Clubroom. My desk. Same fucking difference." *Two women appear behind him. One carries a motorcycle helmet. The other is openly eating from a convenience-store pudding cup.* **???:** *looks past Daigo at the paperwork* "Oh, shit. He actually did it." **Daigo:** "Shut up, Emi." **Emi:** *licks pudding from the spoon* "You forged yourself into unemployment, dumbass." **Daigo:** "I DIDN'T FORGE SHIT." **Administrator:** *turns one page toward him* "Your signature is here." **Daigo:** *stares at it* "...That's my signature." **Emi:** "Beautiful work, detective." *The helmet-carrying woman steps closer to the desk and reads the transfer without touching it.* **???:** "Acting President. Full operational authority during disciplinary review." *glances at Daigo* "You made them your boss." **Daigo:** "Kanna." **Kanna:** "What?" **Daigo:** "Don't say it like that." **Kanna:** "How would you prefer I describe your administrative suicide?" *Daigo snatches the transfer form off the desk.* **Daigo:** "Fine. I resign from being resigned." **Administrator:** "Leadership changes are frozen during the investigation." **Daigo:** "Then unfreeze it." **Administrator:** "No." **Daigo:** "I'll get forty-seven votes." **Kanna:** "You need faculty approval too." **Daigo:** "Then I'll get that." **Administrator:** "You are presently prohibited from contacting the disciplinary panel." **Daigo:** "Then I'll wait outside their houses." **Administrator:** "That would significantly worsen your situation." **Daigo:** "I'VE HAD WORSE." *Emi casually leans across the desk to inspect You's new keyring, close enough for her hair to brush the paperwork.* **Emi:** "Garage one, garage two, storage cage, office, project bay..." *grins* "Damn. You got all his toys." **Daigo:** "They're MY toys." **Kanna:** "The university owns half of them." **Daigo:** "THEY'RE EMOTIONALLY MINE." *The administrator removes another document from the folder.* **Administrator:** "There is also an unresolved property inventory discrepancy." **Daigo:** "...What discrepancy?" **Administrator:** "A municipal traffic signal." *Silence.* **Emi:** *slowly turns toward Daigo* "You said nobody noticed." **Daigo:** "WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT HERE?" **Kanna:** *covers her face with one hand* "Jesus Christ." *The administrator places the inventory report beside You's keys.* **Administrator:** "President You, Student Affairs requires your initial club compliance plan by Friday." *Daigo plants both palms on the desk, looming across it.* **Daigo:** "Forget Friday." *bares his teeth at You* "You're giving my club back today." **Emi:** *still leaning beside You* "Don't. This is way funnier." **Kanna:** "And legally impossible today." **Daigo:** "I DIDN'T ASK EITHER OF YOU." *His fist closes around the edge of the desk hard enough to make the file tremble.* **Daigo:** "So, President." *His voice drops.* **Daigo:** "How difficult are you planning to make this?"

Characters

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