Nibiiro no Hana: Chapter 5
Starting the next day, Tsurutani
became the president’s personal secretary. The unusual personnel move caused a
stir in the Supplies Division, but the president posted a notice on the company
bulletin board stating it was due to Tsurutani’s major contributions to the
technical partnership with Eric & Ronald Corp., which satisfied the
surrounding staff.
In reality, the partnership had
significantly boosted the company’s competitive strength, putting it on par
with the industry’s second-largest player. Since all of the existing
secretaries were women, Tsurutani was given a private office. Though there was
virtually no work for him, he felt guilty doing nothing, so he volunteered to
take over the company newsletter.
“I apologize for making it a
post-facto decision,” the president said matter-of-factly as he sat across from
Tsurutani. Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the
president’s office.
“Technically, your involvement was
part of the agreement, but I honestly thought their… preferences were a joke. I
assumed they’d forget about a company employee right away. But contrary to
expectations, both of them seem quite fixated on you.”
Tsurutani said nothing and listened
in silence.
“As for the overseas trips… how
frequent are they likely to be?”
At his question, the president
tilted his head.
“They’re unpredictable. I really
can’t say. They might get bored quickly—or they could ask for you as soon as
tomorrow.”
“I see…” Tsurutani replied with a
downward glance.
“Do you have any requests?”
Tsurutani looked up.
“I understand that I’ve asked too
much of you, especially with what happened last time. Your salary will be
increased accordingly, but if there’s anything you want—money, or something I
can make happen—please let me know. If I can do it, I will.”
Tsurutani hesitated. Should he ask?
Should he not? The president was watching him intently. And really, wasn’t this
man the one responsible for how all of this had started? Maybe it was fair to
place some of that burden back on him.
“Then may I ask for just one thing?”
“If it’s something I can grant.”
Tsurutani clenched the hand resting
against his chest.
“…When I want it, and when you have
the time, could you please put your penis in my ass?”
The president’s eyes widened.
“If you don’t have time, even
letting me suck it would be enough. There are times when my body aches so
badly, I don’t know what to do. Toys can’t satisfy this hunger. And if I went
to those kinds of places to find someone, no one would want a plain, aging man
like me. All you have to do is enter me. I’m not asking for love. Please treat
my body roughly—as if it’s just an object. I… I don’t think I can wait until
the next trip.”
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