"General Harrington is here."
Two meters tall, muscular, and so hairy he resembled a golden-haired gorilla, General Harrington sat in the seat of honor at the banquet. After eating and drinking his fill, he revealed a lecherous grin, utterly captivated by lust.
"No, why? Why did it have to be today?!"
To preserve the Hyodo Family's business, his mother and newlywed wife had been violated by the American imperialist beasts, while he had been forced to play music beside them for entertainment. Those days had been the darkest hours of Chairman Hyodo's life. Even decades later, recalling them still brought him unbearable humiliation and pain.
But he had to endure it!
In Japan in Showa 20, MacArthur was the emperor above the emperor, and these American beast-generals were the lords who ruled their own domains. A single word from them could decide the Hyodo Family's survival and fortune.
This was a necessary sacrifice!
It was nothing. Hadn't he already been through it once before?
Despite telling himself that, Chairman Hyodo clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his flesh, and closed his eyes in anguish.
"Mr. Hyodo, your son really is a handsome young man. Every general in our country has a copy of The Chrysanthemum and the Sword now. But there are still parts I don't understand. I'd like to learn some Japanese from your son and discuss The Chrysanthemum and the Sword with him!"
General Harrington looked at Chairman Hyodo and bared his teeth in a lecherous grin as he spoke.
That's not right! Why me?!
Chairman Hyodo's eyes flew open, his face filled with incredulous shock.
"Of course, no problem! My wife and daughter-in-law are both skilled at playing our country's traditional three-stringed instrument. Let them play for your entertainment, General Harrington!" Chairman Hyodo's father agreed