When Naga ran into Kae at the company, Miku happened to be with him. Kae glanced timidly at Miku, who was enthusiastically sharing the latest gossip she had heard, nodded slightly as a greeting, and then hurriedly walked past him with her head down.
Looking back at the swaying hips beneath Kae's tight skirt with each step, Naga recalled the gleaming silver ring he'd seen in his dream, piercing the three most intimate parts of a woman. That cruel sensuality sent another wave of heat through his lower abdomen.
"Hey, you're not listening to me anymore. What are you thinking about?" Miku asked, a little annoyed, waving her hand in front of his face. She never liked being ignored.
"Uh…" Naga thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Speaking of which, when you were in the personnel department, were you on good terms with Ms. Fujibayashi?"
Miku's eyes clearly showed disgust. She turned her head away, fiddled with a strand of hair at her temple, muttered something under her breath, and then replied, "No good. Terrible. I won't say a word to her all day."
"Why?" Naga deliberately made his tone sound more relaxed, as if he were just casually asking a question.
Miku frowned slightly in annoyance, pursed her lips, and remained silent for a few seconds before saying, "For no reason, every drop of blood in my veins hates her." She forced a smile and adopted a light tone, "So this transfer is really great. Although the salary is a bit less, at least I don't have to see that guy anymore."
Although Miku is outspoken, she rarely uses such a crude term as "that guy." This shows that her disgust truly comes from the bottom of her heart. Naga couldn't help but ask, "Did she do something to you?"
Miku turned to look at him warily, then immediately shook her head. "What could she possibly do to me? I don't even talk to her."
"Uh...so what do you think of her as a person? Like her morals...her behavior and stuff." Even Naga herself felt that the question was stupid and meaningless after it was asked.
As expected, Miku simply replied casually, "How should I know? But she is indeed beautiful. Why... you keep asking so many questions, have you taken a liking to her? I advise you to give up on that idea. She's been with the company for over two years and hasn't even given a man a second glance. Before, the first rich guy who came to pick up girls was interested in her, and I won't go into the details... Anyway, in the end, he managed to get Chun Ya into bed, so at least his trip wasn't in vain. If you want to pursue Fujibayashi, be prepared to be rejected and end up with a black eye. Don't blame me for not warning you then."
As expected, the topic veered in a direction that would anger Miku, and Naga wisely ended the conversation with Ami.
After all, Miku has become increasingly important to him, both at work and in his personal life. If she gets jealous and gives him the cold shoulder, he'll have a headache for at least a week.
"Alright, alright, let's not talk about it anymore. Let's go get noodles together after get off work tonight. It's on me."
Miku then seemed happy and nodded, "Okay. And you promised to treat me to a big meal after you get paid, no cheating. Otherwise..." She gestured across her neck with her delicate little hand and gave a mischievous smirk.
"Yes, yes, senior has given the order, and junior will naturally not dare to forget it." Naga cooperated by making a frightened expression.
"Forget it, my section chief." Miku rolled her eyes without giving him any face and pushed him into the office.
Naga couldn't figure out what he had gained from these two dreams. Maybe... it was a talent for work. After all, he couldn't find a clue where to start with these complex and unpredictable tasks. If it were the old him, even with Miku's help, he would probably have been working overtime every day with headaches until he started losing his hair early and ended up like the middle-aged bald fat man like his former section chief.
After actually taking over, his talent and vision surprised even himself.
In Miku's words, it was enough for her name to appear in the notebooks on the desks of the old men at the parent company.
However, Naga wasn't too excited. The achievements at work didn't bring him much satisfaction. Instead, he was most grateful for the increased charm brought about by his improved status and bulging wallet.
For this young man, whose lust had been suppressed in his dreams for so long, nothing was more important than the beautiful women around him at this moment.
During the free time before work in the afternoon, Naga finally made up her mind and sent an email to Kae's email address.
The message contained only one sentence: "I dreamt about you last night, a dream so real that I wondered if you were in it too."
His fingers hesitated on the mouse for a long time, he glanced at Miku somewhat guiltily, and finally clicked.
But even after finishing her work in the afternoon, around 8 p.m., Naga still hadn't received any reply.
He sighed, packed his things, walked to the door, and was greeted by another smiling face waiting there.
"Are you sighing over your wallet again? It's just a bowl of noodles. A man shouldn't be so stingy."
As Miku's voice rang out, Naga glanced at the dark office behind him, shrugged, and closed the door.
The gap between the two people walking side by side had almost disappeared, which was originally about half an arm's length.