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Life is best when indulging in overindulgence.

Hiyokuna Sunadokei was born twenty nine and some odd years ago, on the 8th of August, 1962. The youngest child and only daughter of billionaire technology mogul, Hiyokuna Hirito, second generation CEO of Hiyokuna Heavy Industries Ltd. Her family's company, a sprawling multinational conglomerate, was founded by her grandfather prior to World War II. The Hiyokuna's became fantastically wealthy off of contracts with the Imperial Government during the second world war, manufacturing tanks, aircraft, ships, and other military hardware to help fuel Japan's war machine. Though the company was devastated by American bombing campaigns, they nevertheless managed to recover in the post war economy. Since then HHI has diversified, now making motorcycles, engines, boats, aerospace, construction, and rolling stock to meet the ever growing demands of not only Japan, but Asia as a whole. Subsidiaries of HHI produce mostly high end electronics, medical equipment, and infrastructure equipment such as HVAC, generators, and turbines. Still family owned, the company has passed from father to son, and Hirito intends to transfer ownership to his eldest son Takehiko upon his formal retirement.[break][break]

Born in Minato, Tokyo at Sanno Medical Hospital, Sunadokei was a plump baby that effectively ended her mother's once lucrative modeling career. This would go on to be a trend throughout her life, as Sunadokei herself has always been something of a 'prodigal' daughter, a black sheep among her family and a constant source of disappointment in her parents' eyes. She has her mother's looks, from the shape of her chin, to her luxurious black hair, to her distinctive violet eyes. Though, as an adult, Sunadokei dyes the former her icon shade of mauve simply because it is to her liking and personal style. As a young girl, Sunadokei was raised in the apex of wealth, opulence, and luxury. Living within her family's lavish penthouse manor, overlooking the wealthiest of Tokyo's special wards below. Despite this, Sunadokei's childhood was hardly idyllic. Her father greatly favored her elder, and later, younger brothers to her. Proud and patriarchal, Hirito saw little desire to upbring his daughter into what he viewed as the 'man's world' that was cutthroat corporate politics. Her mother, likewise, had seemingly little time to afford her children. Too concerned with her media image, socialite lifestyle, and day time talk show appearances to offer anything resembling motherly affection.[break][break]

It fell chiefly to the maids, nannies, and private tutors then to facilitate the raising of Sunadokei. She never attended daycare, having a small army of household servants to directly or indirectly see to her well being. As a child she socialized with few children beyond her siblings. Her older brother was a cruel young boy, stealing away his sister's toys and having little desire to play with her. She took great solace when he was finally sent away to an all boys boarding school at the age of eight. This lavish, but isolated upbringing naturally made Sunadokei spoiled, selfish, and indulgent. Never one to hear the phrase 'no', unless it came from her parents or siblings. Sunadokei grew spoiled, and frankly, rather chubby for it. Every child loves their sweets, and what cook is going to directly refuse his employer's daughter when she demands another treat? Her mother grew disappointed in her daughter's increasingly round appearance, lashing out in verbal abuse as she saw it reflecting poorly on her own aging appearance. Venting the frustration of her waning modeling career on her daughter, instructing her servants to slim the girl down 'or else.'[break][break]

Sunadokei meanwhile, also did little to impress her father. Her academics proved decent, but not exemplar, as she had little desire to excel at her studies. She was not blind to the heavy praise her father levied on his sons. How he took such pride in their latest academic victories, or an interest in their latest studies. She saw too how apathetic he was to her own education, doing only what was socially deemed necessary. It made Sunadokei resentful, jealous, envious, and worse. This spite manifested in an increasingly selfish personality, and a toxic rivalry with her older brother. Trying her best keep pace with the family golden boy, even if it frequently ended in Sunadokei coming short of even her own expectations. Years passed, with little improvement on any forefront. Sunadokei remained a chubby, unspectacular, disappointment to her parents. It came as no surprise then, when at their earliest convenience they sent her off to Seien Girls' High School to be out of their hair. It would prove Sunadokei's first real social setting among her fellow peers.[break][break]

At high school, away from her parents and siblings, Sunadokei felt freed from her shackles. Liberated from the expectations of her parents, and their disapproving glares. She was free... free to vent her frustrations with her life on those of her peers. Within the year Sunadokei was the uncontested queen bee of the school, using her wealth and family name to bribe, bully, or coerce half the student body and a number of faculty into her growing social sphere. Sunadokei's studying habits improved, as she now learned for the sake of herself, not merely to try to surpass her brother or please her father. Though she did not shy from cheating if that proved the path of least resistance. Puberty naturally occurred during this time, and hit Sunadokei like a Hiyokuna Heavy Industries Model 1272 Diesel Locomotive. Seemingly every ounce of fat around the teen's midsection migrated north, and her bust swelled by the month. Sunadokei hardly minded, her mother's genes had finally paid off and counteracted years of unhealthy dieting in the best kind of way.[break][break]

As Sunadokei's bosom continued to balloon, so too did her ego. Her vanity exceeded most of her other defining traits, and the teen fully embraced her flirtaceous side, making sport out of sexual dalliances with any handsome boy that suited her fancy. This trend would continue, and escalate further, all the way through her collegiate experience. By the time of graduation Sunadokei was admittedly near the top of her class, though much of this was due to bribery and cheating. She went on to attend the University of Tokyo, receiving a Bachelor's in Finance with a minor in marketing. Both degrees were superficial, her academic career lightened by the charitable donations of her parents towards building a new lecture hall. On top of that, Sunadokei continued her rampant cheating, now believing if systems existed to be exploited, there was little shame in doing so. After all, that was simply playing smart? She seduced, coerced, bribed, and blackmailed her way to a Master's degree, laughing every step of the way there. Her ego was nearly as large as her bust, which was saying a lot giving it was by far her defining feature as an adult.[break][break]

Once graduated, Sunadokei had no idea what to do with herself. She had never really planned this far ahead, or at all, for that matter. She could simply return home, and enjoy a lavish, hedonistic lifestyle of the rich and famous. But her parents' disgust would never allow it. To her father she looked like an overinflated bimbo and on more than one occasion Hirito had all but demanded a breast reduction from Sunadokei if she was ever going to be welcome in his sight. The man was obsessed with legacy, and reputation, and having such a sexually provocative looking daughter brought shame to his name in his own mind. To Hirito women should be meek, seen and not heard, delicate, and submissive. Instead he had been cursed with a daughter that was haughty, larger than life, boisterous, indulgent, and provocative. Her mother also detested Sunadokei's many changes, as she felt they overshadowed her own fading beauty. Sunadokei had inherited every ounce of her mother's vanity and pride, which meant her mother loathed how her daughter's... frankly absurd bustline overshadowed her own curvaceous beauty in her youth. She continued to try and shame Sunadokei into losing weight and doing something about her 'obscene bust', but Sunadokei was no longer having any of that. Her figure irritated and angered her parents, which automatically meant she adored it. Moreover, it set her apart from other women, and she embraced it as her most distinguishing feature.[break][break]

But this still left the matter of her future at stake. If she couldn't return home and be a wealthy socialite without her parents judging her every step of the way, what did that leave? Sunadokei didn't want for money, even if her father totally disavowed her, she had many rather lucrative, rather ignored modeling proposals she could make a small fortune on. She had briefly considered 'settling down' and marrying a man wealthy in his own right. But the idea of being a trophy wife didn't sit well with Sunadokei. She'd be a trophy alright, but her own, not someone else's. Moreover she had no desire to tie herself to someone else unless she truly loved them. Thus far most of her relationships had been one sided, built on lust or her using her figure to achieve some goals over another. Sunadokei hesitated to admit to herself she didn't even know what 'real love' looked like. Though she hoped she'd recognize it if she found it. She would stew on her possibilities for many long nights, nursing tall glasses of wine and looking out over the moon. Reflecting on how much... nothing she had thus far done with her life.[break][break]

Ultimately, what Sunadokei decided upon was simple. Lying, cheating, coercion, bribery, seduction. It had all come so easily to her. Why not crime? Most wondered why a woman who 'had it all' would choose such a career? And even Sunadokei didn't fully know. At least, that is what she told herself initially. Truth be told, what Sunadokei still craved more than anything was her father's affection, his pride, his adoration. She yearned for it, like a gnawing hunger she could not sate. Hirito was hardly an honest man himself, that much Sunadokei knew to be true. Even a billionaire covets more wealth. The wheels of his company's industrial girth were greased in money. Bribed politicians, corporate lobbying, black market arms deals to third world nations, corporate espionage... the Hiyokuna patriarch did it all. Sunadokei... wanted to be like her father too. Crime was the path of least resistance, her favorite path. The way he hid the illegitimate among the legitimate, hiding in plain sight, talking out both sides of his mouth. This she sought to emulate, hoping and his eventual approval. It was for that reason, Sunadokei decided to take the plunge into organized crime.[break][break]

Many would never suspect it, given her appearance, but Hiyokuna Sunadokei is at present, something of an accomplished crime lord in her own right. Officially, Sunadokei has a nominal position within her father's company within his marketing division. This was initially simply for him to keep up appearances of not raising a lazy vagabond, even if it brought up the natural assumption of corporate nepotism. Though her clearances within the company go far higher than her own nominal paygrade would suggest. Sunadokei has also moved to several legitimate business ventures of her own, if only just. She owns a chain of designer clothing brands catering to plus sized women, though she started this purely due to her own difficulty finding anything in her size. She also has a company, Hiyokuna Cosmetics, which produces hair care products, cosmetics, beauty products, and dieting supplements. Both of these are chiefly used as vehicles through which to launder her criminal finances. That, is where the real bulk of her personal fortune lies.[break][break]

For the truth of the matter is Sunadokei's magnum opus is her nightclub, Seventh Heaven, the seat of her criminal enterprises. From here she directly and indirectly organizes and manages a criminal network that deals in all manner of commodities and services. Illegal drugs, controlled substances, underground gambling, prostitution. If there is a price, and there is always a price, then there is a good chance Sunadokei dabbles in it. She can often be found lording over her nightclub like a decadent queen. She has many nicknames, ranging from 'The Princess of Minato', to 'Queen of the Seventh Heaven', to 'that bitch with the huge rack', and others far more crude. She leaves much of her work to her underlings and goons, preferring not to get her hands dirty. Though if the job strikes her fancy, who knows. Even a queen can be tempted to hop off her throne and lead her men more directly. If the money is right, and the task requires her skillset.