My phone buzzes. A message from Hentaikey. "Sakura Haruno sex tape. You direct." No hello, no nothing. Just that. And I'm like, yeah, okay, this is happening.

The whole thing feels like a leaked home video, that scandal vibe is thick. You're just... there. Watching Sakura, from that ninja show, and some guy. Your job? Hit space to record. Stop when the battery gets low. There's these + and - buttons for zoom. That's it. I spent the first few minutes just zooming in and out on her face, her stupid pink hair. It's so simple it's almost boring, but then I missed a whole sequence because I was staring at the battery meter. I felt like a real creep, a failing director. The unpolished look actually helps, makes it feel like a real scumbag recording, not some slick production. I wish there was more to do with the camera, maybe angles, but it won't be.

The audio is just grunts and... wet sounds. It loops weird. Sometimes Sakura's expression glitches for a split second and she looks like a confused fish. I laughed. Then I felt bad. Then I zoomed in again. The whole thing is a mess. A deliberate mess. I kept thinking about the actual Naruto director, what he'd think. He'd probably burn his own eyes out. My job was to capture the "ultimate pleasure" but honestly, the guy's technique looked lazy. I've seen better form in a bingo book. I wanted to yell at him through the screen. But I kept recording. Battery was at 20%. I panicked. Missed the climax. Had to restart. The whole thing is a cycle of incompetence and weird, horny shame. I'm not even sure I won. I just... stopped.