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Prologue
“Are you still not done with your work?”
“I-I’m sorry! I’ll finish it right away!”
Night had arrived at the office, the world outside the window fully dark. I, Shimono Nanaya, was trying to catch up with left-over work. Inside the office that had finished regular hours, there were only two of us left. I was facing my desk, desperately hammering my hands down on my keyboard. I’m your average company employee. The other person present was my strict superior Section Chief Kamijou Touka. She stood right behind me, watching over my work. She leaned against the copy machine, which emphasized her slender hips, connecting to her beautiful legs wrapped in tights. Oh, so sexy.
She had the style and looks of a model. Yet also beautiful facial features of a model. Her long black hair looked almost translucent, as a sweet scent drifted from it. In case you couldn’t tell, my female superior is a beauty above beauties.
“Come on, hurry it up.”
However, no matter how beautiful she may be, she’s still my superior. The pressure she gave off made my back straighten up dripping with sweat, as I was challenging Excel as always. I’m already bad with all this office work, but with the chief clinging to my back, it just slows down my pace because of the tension stiffening me up. Didn’t help that she was practically staring at me. Her expression showed no change whatsoever, making it hard for me to tell what she was even thinking. Is she mad at me for being slow, because that might cost her the last train of the day? No wait, she lives close to the company, so she probably didn’t have to worry about that.
That being said, I can’t have her stay with me forever. In a management job, a superior is to stay until the last subordinate is home. She might sound strict, but she cares for the people below her.
“Just a moment,” I told the chief, panicking.
“You’ll miss the last train. Just look at the time.”
I turned around, looking at the clock hanging on the wall. It had already passed midnight.
“Huh? Weird, was I that late?”
It felt like barely two hours passed since the regular shift hours ended, and yet…Maybe the nervosity messed with my perception? At this time, I won’t make in time for the last train anymore.
“What are you blabbering about? Whatever, that’s enough for today. Let’s go home, Shimono-kun.” She said, turning off my computer with the press of the power button.
“W-What are you doing, Chief?! If you turn it off so abruptly, it will—”
I wasn’t even allowed to finish my words as the PC screen turned pitch black. Not allowed to even grasp what had just happened, I was suddenly sitting on top of a bed. It was a luxurious and comfortable bed, giving off a pleasant scent resembling perfume. When I looked around, I realized I was in a single room in a flat. Since it seemed inhabited, I would assume somebody’s living there. Across the bed was the door of the room, with the sound of water running heard beyond it. It resembled the sound of somebody taking a shower. Oddly enough, I immediately understood who was living here.
Slowly and carefully, I got up from the bed and opened the door. I followed the sound while walking down the hallway, opening the door to the washing room. Beyond that was the bathroom. Through the glass, I could see the silhouette of a woman in the shape of an S. My heart immediately skipped a beat.
“Shimono-kun?”
Together with the sound of running water, I heard a comfortable voice. Because of an echo in the spacious room, it hit me even harder.
“C-Chief? Why am I at your home…?”
“What are you talking about…Come on, want to join me?”
“?!”
Unable to handle the situation, I ran back to the room with the bed. An extraordinary and unnatural amount of sweat ran down my fingers. What…what is this situation? On staggering feet, I somehow managed to keep my sanity, and sank down on the bed again. Is this…what I think it is? I don’t know why I’m here at her place. I don’t remember coming here. But…that doesn’t matter anymore.
This is…me staying over? I will have my first time…with the woman I love…As anxiety and anticipation mixed inside my head, I heard a squeaking noise followed by the water stopping. My heart was going crazy. The door to the room slowly opened. What appeared was Kamijou Touka, her hair still wet, as her body was hidden by a bath towel. The room was filled with the scent of shampoo, immediately raising the tension and mood.
My hands were shaking. The sight of her was just too beautiful, my entire body went numb. However, the chief didn’t mind me at all and slowly walked towards me. Her wet hand gently pushed my shoulder. Before I realized it, I was laying upwards on the bed, followed up by the chief getting on top of me.
“Shimono-kun…”
“C-Chief…”
“…You don’t mind, right?” Her breath hit my ear.
Her soft and dampened skin was pressed against me. It felt hot. I could directly feel her warmth, as well as her chest barely hidden by the towel. Her thighs clung to me. Ahh, so this will be my first time. So this is happiness.
“Yes. I’ve always liked you, Chief.” I answered her question.
“Huh?”
She looked at me, almost seeming worried—Wait, worried?
“What’s wrong, Chief?”
“You like me…?”
“…H-Huh?”
“I don’t really like you or anything.”
“Wha…Eh…Err…?”
“I only see you as a younger brother.”
“……Eh? Huh? Wha?”
“But, I like cute boys who’re younger than me. Namiki-kun, Kishima-un, Maeshima-kun, they were all so adorable…I ate them all.”
“Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh?! Wait, even Maeshima-chan?!”
“You’re okay, right? Being eaten.”
“Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”
“This isn’t the chief I know!”
While screaming, I woke up from my sleep in my own room. I felt tears in my eyes. Damn it, a dream…Ahh, I’m so glad it was a dream! That was the worst possible nightmare ever. I feel like it could easily develop into a trauma. I wiped my tears, and took a deep breath. Also, I should have realized that it was a dream the second I was working in the office. After all, I’m not a 27-year old salaryman—but a 16-year old high school student.
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