Futanari System

Good News

I laid back with an odd moment of peace. Things were not looking my way lately, and I was frustrated. My recent conversation with Christina did not go the way I wanted it, but it also didn't go the worst possible way. I sighed, thinking about things and everything that had been going on. I knew everything wasn't going to go my way, but I wished it did at this moment.

I heard a knock on the door, and I looked towards it, "Come in," I confidently said even though I wasn't feeling that way at the moment.

Yuri came in looking good as always and brought in a tray with more tea on it. "You have a visitor." I Yuri told me as she cleared a spot from the papers to put down the tray.

"Oh," I replied, looking at her lovely purple-tinted skin, "Who is it?" I asked as I took in the smell of the fresh aroma of the tea.

"Queen Mira," Yuri said with a small smile. I looked up, Surprised at Yuri.

Yuri looked at me with that same soft smile, "Should I tell the other ladies that you might be busy tonight?" Yuri asked.

I sighed and leaned back, "To be honest," I said, turning to her, "That depends," I scratched my ear while I thought and nodded to myself. "Tell the chef to cook something good. I was hoping you could bring it up and I can answer that question. I bet I will be busy tonight, but..." I let my voice trail off, and I shrugged.

"Understood. Do you want me to let her in right away?" Yuri asked.

"Yes," I replied while nodding, and I took a sip of tea. I leaned back, and I mentally gathered myself. I knew that either something about my plans was about to go horribly wrong, or things were about to be confirmed. Either way, something was about to happen, and I needed to prepare myself for that. I heard Yuri near the door, and I looked at her ass as I saw her open the door and leave the room.

I sighed to myself again and took another sip, and worked on the most pressing issue of the Embassy. With the complete breakdown of the spy network, it also lost a lot of the revenue sources that it used to fund it. That meant the entire Embassy would start to accumulate debt or, even worse, not have the funds to run. This would be a shame for our nation just before we head into war and might affect the people's morale.

None of these would be a good option, but there was another that I might have to do. The business that I was running with Rose might use some of its profits to fund the spy ring. I could make that into the only funding source for it and cut off my own and the Embassy's funding until it finds alternative funding sources. It came with many downsides on its own to the point I got a headache.

I could theoretically leave a chest of gold here, but I would have to trust an unknown person to allocate that gold properly. With their last choice of Ambassador, I wasn't exactly wanting to put my gold on that. This would be a problem the Embassy would face for a decade, at least without more funding from the Silvermoon Tower because it was our responsibility.

I sighed as I looked at the paper wishing it would suddenly solve itself in the end. My calculations remained in front of my face, with the current expenditure and without me pumping funds into it. This entire tower would fall within six months of me leaving this post. If I added in the costs that I needed to properly wine and dine representatives and host parties. The number came down to four months at the max.

This wasn't good since most of these costs came to repairing things left in disrepair until they became much more expensive. I frowned, and I didn't even hear as the door opened, and I smelled a lovely scent in my nose that wasn't tea.

I looked up to see Queen Mira looking at me from across the desk. I looked up, and I stood, "Sorry, I didn't hear you come in," I told her honestly.

"You seem to be thinking about a problem," Queen Mira said.