Perhaps it was because of this sexual encounter, but on the way back, Anzu seemed noticeably more relaxed, and her smile was less tainted. Halfway there, she touched the mole on the corner of her mouth, smiling and jokingly complaining to him, "Naga-kun, the spot where you ejaculated is so dry and slippery, it's so strange."
"For skin tightening and beauty treatments, the effect will be better if you apply it evenly and don't rush to wipe it off," Naga replied casually, while in her mind she began to consider a more feasible plan, since what she was about to do was illegal.
"Really?" Anzu's eyes widened, revealing a natural expression similar to Kae's, clearly believing him.
Naga chuckled inwardly. It seemed that Fujibayashi Ami's taste was quite consistent; she only liked innocent and gentle little beauties. No wonder Miku was able to escape unscathed.
Thinking about it this way, does Minister Kuroki sometimes have these blank moments?
Uh… it's still hard to imagine. A mature, strong woman who always exudes competence and composure makes even fantasizing about her quite difficult for Naga. What would that cold, aloof face look like when a man brings her to orgasm? It's probably impossible to imagine without seeing it for yourself.
Such a woman also became Ashi's slave. This guy is really striving to become a public enemy of men.
No matter what kind of relationship the two had before, once they had a physical relationship, there would always be some changes in their mentality. On the train, Anzu naturally hid in Naga's protective zone. While he was answering Miku's call, she maliciously scratched his stomach through his shirt until he pinched her butt hard, at which point she pouted and stopped.
He somewhat realized that if she could escape the shadow cast by Ami, Kobayashi An was actually a lively and cheerful girl, not just the gentle and virtuous girl she usually appeared to be at the company.
This is actually a very good candidate for a wife, according to Naga's taste.
What a pity... I wish I had met her sooner. Looking at the deep cleavage revealed by the neckline of her suit from behind, Naga sighed with regret once again.
It seems she was referring to the time when her face was injured. The man she liked must be Naihe. He patted her shoulder. They were already close to the company, so he didn't dare to make any more intimate moves. "Don't worry, since I promised, I will definitely help you to the end."
Anzu nodded and whispered, "I'm really begging you, Kae... She's a really good girl. If no one helps her, she won't be able to live a normal life anymore. She... likes you, you know that, right?"
Naga hummed in agreement, looking up at the cold, hard exterior of the gray building, the setting sun casting an unusual red glow on the windowpanes. He truly hadn't expected that in such a short time after starting work, he would experience things he hadn't experienced in the previous twenty-odd years. Many things were so wonderful that he could only experience them in his dreams in the past.
"Well... let me discuss it with you in more detail after I've talked to Kae." Anzu probably needed some determination; she clenched her fist and walked quickly toward the door.
Looking at her slender back wrapped in the suit, and imagining the impeccable sexy body of Ami that was about to be his, Naga suppressed the excitement surging in his heart and followed her toward the door.