As Nifuji worked, two of his secretaries had always been watching him, worried that he would work himself into exhaustion, yet this was probably common practice among all the salarymen in this country.
If the salarymen were full of energy, they would be talked about, belittled, and even mocked for not working seriously, yet if one were exhausted, as if barely living, they would be praised as model employees.
The expansive corner office is dim, lit only by the low hum of a computer monitor and the amber glow of the city skyline through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The silence was heavy, marking the end of a grueling quarter.
Nifuji, in the center of the room, slumped into the deep embrace of a high-back leather chair. He was undeniably handsome, with sharp, aristocratic features, but the exhaustion was etched deep into his posture. His navy-blue suit, usually worn as a crisp armor of authority, is now slightly rumpled; the top button of his white shirt is undone, and his tie hangs loose around his neck. His head is tipped back against the headrest, eyes closed behind a pair of silver-rimmed glasses that have slipped slightly down the bridge of his nose. One arm hangs loosely over the armrest, his hand relaxed, finally done with the day's battles.
This was how the two observed his quiet moment, watching him from the safety of the frosted glass entryway, speaking only with their eyes.
Standing slightly in front is a petite woman with a soft, energetic presence, now muted by worry. She has shoulder-length strawberry-blonde hair tucked behind her ear and wears a soft pastel-pink cardigan over her blouse. Narumi Momose's expression was sympathetic, her large eyes wide as she clutched a clipboard to her chest.
Beside her stands a taller, sharper figure. She radiates cool competence, dressed in a sharp, dark grey blazer and pencil skirt. Her hair is a muted, cool green, pulled back into a severe, professional style. She adjusts her own narrow-framed glasses, her expression unreadable but protective as she gazes at her sleeping boss, Hanako Koyanagi.
Together, they stand as the silent guardians of the office, deciding silently to let him sleep for just a few minutes more before waking him.
"Hana-chan, isn't he working too hard?"
"It can't be helped. He is new in his position, so if he wants to be better, he has to work harder."
"But, I am afraid that he might break his body."
The two of them were Nifuji's secretaries, and while it might sound weird, they were the ones who understood how heavy the burden was that he took on his profession, as the leader of the toy department.
Nifuji might be amazing, as he was able to take this position with his age, but at the same time, this was also a test for him, since if he failed, he would be frowned upon, so they knew that he had to make an extra effort, even if the price was his own health.
Success, whether it came from wealth, status, or anything else, definitely couldn't come easily unless one's lineage, such as parents or families, came from an affluent background.
After all, if one has such support in their lives, the efforts that they needed to make were less than those of the previous generation, as their parents were the ones who worked hard for them.
Yet, it didn't mean that those people were truly saved, since if one just let everything go, enjoying all of the hard work of the previous generations without having the thought of working, when their parents passed away, he knew well that their wealth would vanish, disappear as their next generations became poor and started from all over again.
Regardless, Nifuji knew that if he did nothing, all the wealth that he had gained would disappear.
At this moment, he was being boiled in the warm water, whose temperature would slowly increase, become boiling hot, and when he realized it, it was too late, and by then, he would die.
Most of the companies in this country were in a dire state, and this country was on the verge of bankruptcy.
Except for those companies that held the core business that handled the resources or something similar, everything else was on its last leg, its last struggles before succumbing in the end.
If possible, Nifuji didn't really want to be in the middle of this trouble and just wanted to enjoy himself by enjoying his life with his women, but somehow, it was just wrong to quit, especially when he had started, and because of that, he had to work hard.
Whether it was his work or women, he would get both, yet for Koyanagi and Narumi, they felt like his body might be broken if he continued, so they knew that they had to be his strength, trying to make him relaxed, so the two looked at each other and nodded.
"What should we do?"
"Let's get a warm towel. Anyway, it will feel great if you can have a warm towel on your eyes, right?"
"That's true. It feels great when you rub a warm towel when you feel tired."
It would be great if one could take a bath directly, as they had a dinner, but Nifuji was in the office, so they knew that it was impossible for him to take a bath, yet they could comfort him by letting him rest by giving him a massage or a warm towel.
Still, they didn't want to wake him up from his sleep, so they decided to choose the warm towel, making him relaxed by putting it on his tired eyes, but when they did so, he opened his eyes and stared at them blankly.
"...." 3x
"Just rest. You have worked hard." Koyanagi pushed Nifuji to his chair, forcing him to sit down, as he felt her hands on his lower body.
Despite how exhausted he was, his body started to react in a way that he didn't really want to!
"H-Hana-chan!"
Narumi was startled and covered her eyes with both of her hands, but the gaps between her fingers were so wide that it was clear that she saw everything.
His cock was hardened to the limit, piercing high into the ceiling of his office.
"Just leave everything to me. You can just stay there and relax."
Koyanagi was about to put her hair to the side and crouch down as usual, but she was stopped by Nifuji, who had woken up and said, "Should we go to the hotel?"
Yup, instead of doing it in his office, they might as well relax in the hotel, having a nice dinner, a warm bath, and also a nice, steamy sex.
"Okay."
Koyanagi agreed immediately since she agreed that it was better for them to do it in a private location.
"Good."
The two nodded, decided to go, but unexpectedly, Narumi also decided to join.