The boss's frosted glass door was shut tight, while people came and went in the vast office area.
The classically graceful Ji Lin was on the surface of her workstation desk, her pair of jade legs spread wide without a trace of ladylike decorum, her toes swaying like catkins in the wind.
Ji Lin turned her head to look at Yae Sakura beside her. The pink-haired girl stood tall and elegant, her posture straight, a pair of fox ears pricked high.
Today, the Miko had abandoned her traditional attire, also changing into an OL uniform, black silk stockings, and high heels.
"Don't look at Sakura. She won't be helping you share the pressure."
Yae Sakura stood coolly in place, the two fluffy fox ears atop her pink hair twitching slightly.
Naturally, Ji Lin wasn't expecting Yae Sakura to help her, but…
She was a little curious why Master had been leaving Yae Sakura alone.
Ye Feng chuckled. "Curiosity can kill the cat, you know. If Ah Lin can't handle the assault, how about I call Cangxuan over?"
"N-No, that's not necessary… This servant can withstand Master's grace."
"See, see, a cultured person really speaks differently. If it were Chong Chong, she'd just be shouting 'This young lady will ride you to death!'"
Ye Feng gently stroked Ji Lin's hair.
Like Cangxuan, her dark hair was as soft and smooth as silk.
She usually wore it in a married woman's bun, but today it was let down, giving her less of a mature charm and more of a girlish feel.
"Ah, right, you know how to use the recording function on the smartphone, right?" Ye Feng asked.
"Mmmh…"
"You actually don't? Forget it, I'll teach you. Hold the phone steady now, don't drop it."
Yae Sakura watched her benefactor and Ji Lin wrestling with each other, then silently sat back down.
Today, it seemed, she had no [role] to play.
She just needed to focus on doing her own job well.
The Warring States-era Miko opened her computer. By now, she knew how to use most modern tools and was even quite proficient in certain areas.
For example, character modeling.
Yae Sakura sketched out Kallen's image according to the picture in her mind, finding a small measure of self-comfort in the act.
She rested her chin on her hand, operating the mouse with the other, the cold light of the screen reflected in her eyes.
As for the sounds of desks and chairs colliding from nearby, along with other strange noises like pops and squelches, they didn't affect the pink-haired fox in the slightest.
Having been by Ye Feng's side for so long, Yae Sakura had more or less seen it all.
Not only could she model calmly, but she could even slurp noodles with a deadpan expression.
"Mmm…"
Yae Sakura looked at the model of the Saintess Kallen that she had created on the screen. It seemed a bit more… sexy than she remembered?
'But Kallen herself has always been very charming.'
With that thought, Yae Sakura didn't bother to delve any deeper.
It's just…
She glanced over at the flustered Ji Lin and sighed softly to herself.
"The wind is a little restless today."
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…
Bronya became engrossed as she browsed the project plan for Aratoh.
Ever since Seele sank into the Sea of Quanta… no, it should be said, she had never been as invested in anything as she was today.
In the past, no matter how absorbed she was in a game, she would always maintain her combat instincts to face any crisis that might suddenly arise.
The sun rose from the east, reached its zenith, and then slowly sank below the city's horizon.
Night began to fall. The ornate city lights flickered on, painting a scene of bustling nightlife in the city that never slept.
The clock on the wall already pointed to 11.
"It's this late already? Mmm~~"
Bronya stretched languidly, letting out a beautiful and captivating sound.
The blue and white employee ID on her chest was pushed up high by the motion.
"This Aratoh project is amazing. If it's completed, it will definitely be a huge seller, a global sensation."
Bronya crossed her left leg over her right, the taut black silk of her thighs pressing against each other, displaying a heart-stoppingly voluptuous curve.
Under the incandescent lights, the smooth black silk appeared glossy and slick, as if coated in a layer of honey, whetting one's appetite.
Knock, knock, knock.
"Boss, I'm coming in."
Without waiting for a response, Ye Feng pushed the door open and entered.
"Sorry to keep you waiting this late."
A hint of apology appeared on Bronya's face.
She had been so absorbed that she hadn't noticed the time.
"Hmm? Why is the boss suddenly being so polite with me? This is what I'm supposed to be doing. My job right now is to be the boss's personal little assistant, or should I say, secretary? You know, the kind of secretary who does the work when there's business, and when there's no business… you do the secretary."
Ye Feng's words earned him an eye-roll from Bronya.
But old Ye found it incredibly charming, feeling it was full of amorous allure.
He came up behind Big Duck Duck and began massaging her shoulders.
"Wife, don't move. Your shoulders are so stiff. Let me help you relax."
"Boss" and "wife" were only one word apart, but to Bronya's ears, they were worlds apart.
Coincidentally, her neck was also stiff, so she leaned back comfortably in her chair.
This was the first time Bronya had ever enjoyed such a service.
And Ye Feng's massage technique was truly exceptional.
Bronya felt light and airy, as if she were floating on a cloud.
She couldn't help but squint her eyes in enjoyment, her entire body relaxing as if swimming in an ocean of comfort.
She didn't even notice when her jacket slipped off, or when the buttons of her form-fitting white shirt were undone.
It wasn't until Ye Feng's lips covered hers that Bronya's eyes flew wide open.
"Mmmph… D-Don't… don't do this…"
Bronya pushed against Ye Feng's solid chest, but the former Silver Wolf of the Urals, the future Herrscher of Reason, seemed so delicate and weak at this moment.
Ye Feng captured Bronya's fair, slender hands and guided them to his chest, placing them over his heart.
The moment Bronya's soft, cool hand made contact, it was seared by the powerful, scorching heat of his pectoral muscle, and she tried to retract it as if shocked.
But she couldn't.
Because Ye Feng was holding it firmly.
"Can you feel its pulse? Right now, it's beating for you with all its heart."
"…"
Bronya had never experienced such a situation before, and her mind went blank from the heat.
She only wanted to refuse instinctively.
After all, no matter how many times he said "the man before you is your future husband," to Bronya, he was still a man she had only known for a day.
"Could my wife really bear to see it suffer?"
"N-No, that's not it… Um, listen to Bronya's explanation, Bronya doesn't have…" the memories of these past years.
Before she could finish her sentence, Ye Feng's index finger landed on her tender pink lips. He gazed at her affectionately and said:
"No need to explain. I believe you. Ah, that's right, my wife isn't feeling well today, so I won't force you."
As he spoke, Ye Feng removed the finger pressed against Big Duck Duck's cherry lips.
Just as Bronya let out a sigh of relief, she saw him grab both of her feet.
"Let's use these instead."
"Eh…?"