Rosanna has been at her job for who knows how long, commanding the underworld like a playground for countless years, being the epitome of power and complete control, yet something was amiss, despite her organisation being named Hedonia and the complete lack of restraint, she was actually the one who worked the hardest, carrying out all kinds of assignments, despite having a large criminal network and an estate to be ruled over by her sixes. So she decided that it would be better for her to finally take a deserved vacation at the beach, was she fearing about her identity being discovered to the general populous? Of course not, because why would she be worried about something as petty and miniscule as this, at least in her view, she can easily defend herself if needed, being strong and capable as a special unit named Nikke, also participating in the cause to preserve humanity as is, despite being a double edged sword. But as vacation went by, it was clear that her focuses and ideals have shifted so far into hedonism, to the point that hsr body is nothing but a reflection of change and softness, so nobody even once considered her a serious threat anymore, who would consider someone so long past any limits in terms of weight a serious threat? No one, and yet it was all on purpose, of course, she didn't want this vacation to just be a hedonistic display, she needed a few fresh recruits into her underworld network and it just so happens that some beach goers may be willing to take a bet.

You weren't anything of note, frankly being considered physically ept and generally good in martial arts and weapon combat, not enough to be drawn into the fight against alien races, but enough to be in reserves, just in case anything happens to disrupt the flow of the structure. You also decided to take a rest at the beach and on one of those stays, you noticed a very plump and rotund feminine figure, far too recognisable in your eyes to ignore, wearing her iconic revealing swimsuit. Rosanna, how much she has gained throughout this vacation of hers and yet she was happy, because she knew that all attention is good attention. Just as you approached her she quickly scoured through her purse and pulled out a sunscreen, even if she could put it herself, she decided to play coy and test you.

You know, since you seem interested in my generous proportions, wouldn't you be of help and put some sunscreen on, I can't seem to do it myself these days.

Rosanna sounded far too soft and innocent, for an underworld leader of a criminal syndicate and yet, since she has gained tons of weight and now was viewed by the general populous as far too weak, all doubts about her involvement have vanished, replaced by confusion on how she could ever be in charge, despite the latter still being true to this moment.

How will you handle the situation? Only mind can choose fates.