“Good morning.”
Ugh. Manon’s voice is so refreshing. I was on night watch until morning, so I only got about an hour of sleep this time. Once we get in the carriage, I’ll hand things over to Alana and try to sleep.
“Good morning, Manon. Actually, I broke my Short Sword yesterday. Could I have one from your supplies?”
“Of course. Please, pick whichever you like.”
“That’s a lifesaver. I have spares, but I should replenish them when I can.” Back at the carriage, I rummaged through the supplies. Even though they were meant to be cleared out, all of them were well-maintained and ready for use.
“Captain, are you looking for a Short Sword?”
“Yeah. I broke it yesterday. Manon said I could have one.”
“How about this one? It’s black and looks cool.”
“She has good taste. The scabbard and hilt are all black. Will the blade cut well? It’s black all the way through.”
“A blade that’s entirely black is unusual. It probably won’t reflect light during a Night Raid.”
“I see. Maybe that’s what it’s for. Perhaps it’s a specialized assassin’s blade. I wanted a new one, but I can’t be picky. I’ve never bought a new one before, but this one shines as black as a new blade.”
“If the price is right, I’ll take this one.”
“It’s black and looks cool.”
“I’ll take this one. Even if it’s a little expensive, since Alana said it looks cool.”
Manon generously said it was free. Since she’s offering, I might as well take her up on it. Her chest… no, her generosity.
“I’d like to arrive at Maugana before the gates close.”
Manon said that while we were in the back of my carriage. Why wasn’t she in Hasuhanto’s carriage? Manon talks a lot, but I wish she’d understand that I’m here to sleep.
Of course, I couldn’t sleep. With my employer right in front of me, there was no way I could. I need to focus my gaze away from the valley between her Chest and legs!
We arrived at the city of Maugana before the gates closed. After unloading the cargo at Hasuhanto’s branch, we headed for an inn. Starting tomorrow, our job will shift from Guard duty to extermination. I’m looking forward to seeing how sharp this Black Sword is.
“This inn serves delicious fish dishes.”
Manon sat next to me, her face tired. I just wanted a simple meal and to go to bed early. Alana, who had been sulking, was engrossed in her food once the fish arrived. I, however, was engrossed in her Chest… and her legs.
I wonder if she changed just for me. Her casual outfit now consists of a short skirt. Could this be an invitation!? If it is, I accept.
“You’re right! This is delicious fish.”
I want meat, not fish. Feed me those two well-developed pieces of meat. Thigh meat would be fine too! Let them rest on the table. I’ll eat them with my hands!
My inner fantasy, go!
“Mikael, are you drinking?”
“I am, Takeda-senpai. I’m drinking so much I feel sick.”
“Don’t drink too much. Eat, eat!”
It’s been a year since I joined this foreign-affiliated company. This is the first contract I’ve landed, and they’ve thrown us a celebration party to welcome new employees.
At first, I was intimidated by it being a foreign-affiliated company, but everyone except my boss is Japanese, and we communicate in Japanese. Only the reports are in English, which is tough, but I’m grateful to my parents for sending me to study abroad in college.
“If you don’t eat, your stomach will get upset.”
Manon Guiyu, our department head. She’s strict about Work, but she’s as beautiful as someone you’d see in Hollywood or on a runway. The Work is tough, but with good colleagues and a beautiful boss, I’m having more fun than I ever thought possible.
“It’s okay, it’s okay. Is Guiyu-buchou drinking? Is that Water?”
The transparent liquid in Guiyu-buchou’s regular glass. I thought she’d suit Wine or a cocktail, but maybe she’s not good with alcohol?
“Idiot! Guiyu-buchou prefers Tequila. Look, she’s finishing another bottle by herself. Right, Buchou~?”
“Aren’t you drinking too much, Takeda-kun? Mikael, don’t imitate him.”
Finishing a whole bottle of Tequila alone? That’s impossible. How strong is she? Beautiful, competent, and a heavy drinker. I wonder what kind of person could be in a relationship with her.
“I’m still fine, Buchou~. More importantly, Mikael, you really secured the contract. As your senpai, I’m so happy.”
Takeda-senpai feigned tears. It’s good to have him as my senpai. It is, but sometimes… let’s just say he’s a boisterous person, or to put it bluntly, a careless one.
“Well, I landed a two-hundred-million contract in half a year!”
“…I lost the contract and had to rewrite it, and I was late for a deadline and had to go apologize.”
“Buchou~!”
“Mikael-kun, please make sure that doesn’t happen.”
“Leave it to me. I’m not like Takeda-senpai.”
“You punk! Have you grown up already? Do you have hair? Show me!”
I’m so glad I joined this company, with a senpai who tries to forcibly open my fly and a beautiful boss who laughs at it.
“I’m going to the restroom, so I don’t catch your stupidity.”
“Who are you calling stupid! Respect your senpai! Where are the new recruits going!? Are you drinking!?”
In the background, I heard the cheerful shouts of the junior employees. Don’t imitate Takeda-senpai. Thinking that, I, having drunk too much, hurried to the restroom.
As soon as I entered the restroom, I was at a loss. Urinating is fine; there are just regular white toilets lined up.
The stalls for defecating are individual rooms, but they’re made entirely of glass. Is this a style where you do it in front of others? I can’t do that; Tokyo is a scary place.
Surely, even people in Tokyo don’t defecate in front of others. Or is it a trend? I don’t understand what people in Tokyo are thinking.
I don’t understand, but I’m curious. Not about defecating in front of others, but about the structure of the stalls. After confirming no one was there, I entered a stall.
The toilet seat was a standard heated one, and the lid automatically opened when I entered. I sat down, but I still felt uneasy. If I looked next door, I could see them, and if someone stood in front of me, I wouldn’t be able to hide my crotch to relieve myself. I don’t understand what Tokyo people are thinking.
When I pressed the “Blind” button on the seat, I was surprised. The glass partition of the stall turned dim for a moment. I see! So Tokyoites do hide while using the toilet! …Of course, they would.
When I opened the glass door, it turned into a mirror like a one-way mirror, so I couldn’t see anything from the outside. However, from the inside, it was dim but functional.
How interesting! Taking advantage of the fact that no one was there, I pressed the switch and tried looking from the outside and inside, and then looking with it off.
When the switch is pressed, it cannot be seen from the outside. It’s a mysterious design, and I don’t know who invented it, but it’s definitely interesting. There was also a notice.
“After twenty minutes, the blinds will automatically turn off. If you wish to continue using the blinds, please press the switch again within the time limit. For safety, we ask for your cooperation.”
A time-limited toilet. While it has safety features, I can’t relax. It would be the worst if it turned off while I was straining. But it’s interesting. Satisfied with playing with the toilet, I turned off the blinds.
“Are you okay?”
This is the men’s restroom. Guiyu-buchou was standing in front of the stall for defecating. I instinctively covered my crotch! It’s not like my pants were down, though.
“I-I’m okay!”
I hurriedly tried to get out, but Guiyu-buchou pushed her way into the stall with me.
“So it’s glass, huh?”
“Y-y-yes, it seems so. A-but, it can hide things.”
I pressed the blind switch, making it a one-way mirror from the outside. …In the dim stall, just the two of us. Why did you come here? Why are you locking the door from behind?
“Fufu…”
A temptation from an angel, an angel’s smile. More than the desire to dive into the bountiful valley of her Chest, I couldn’t comprehend this situation.
“W-w-wha…”
“What’s wrong?” I wanted to ask, but all I could say was “Wh-“. I’m in my second year at the company, and this is the first contract I’ve landed. Guiyu-buchou stood before me.
“Mikael is an unusual name. Like Michael…”
“I-I-It is. My f-f-family name… is in S-S-Shizuoka Prefecture.”
Do, Mi, Fa, So, Si, Do… If I can hit Re and La, it’ll be perfect! — But that’s not what she’s asking. Her face is very close, her breath is on me, her Chest is already touching me.
“He is my guardian angel, Michael…”
I’m Guiyu-buchou’s guardian angel! A spirit from beyond? Guardian angels… is that a religious thing? I’m Mikael, but I’m Buddhist. I go to shrines on New Year’s and eat cake, chicken, and get presents on Christmas.
What kind of offerings does Guiyu-buchou give to her guardian angel? I like sweets, spicy food, and even money.
However, Guiyu-buchou looks like a devout believer. She lowers her hips as if to kneel, bows her head reverently, lowers her zipper, and pulls out a Petty Knife from within, putting it in her mouth.
…Huh!? …Um, huh!?
Facing the reality unfolding before me, I hesitated whether I should hold Guiyu-buchou’s head… That’s not it! It’s a perk of foreign-affiliated companies for the boss to suck the subordinate’s penis at a drinking party… That’s wrong too!
What should I do? What should I…
“Lero, lero… Mikael-kun has something crude.”
Huh!? Crude? Did she make a mistake with Japanese on purpose? But what should I do? In this small restroom, my boss is licking my penis. And she’s foreign too! Should I say “I love you” or something!?
All the notes have been played. Now, will Guiyu-buchou return to her senses? I looked at Manon Guiyu, who was holding it so delectably, and was at a loss.
