"I just glanced instinctively..."
"Who cares if you looked or not!"
"Then don't pull my ear."
"I'll pull if I want to. I'm the boss, I'm your captain. Do I need to file a report to you to pull?"
As they talked, Miss Shizuka had already packed her things and left the sofa next to them. The male guest lay slumped on the couch with a weary look, and after a moment, he wobbly got up and left.
"Poor guy, one more round and he'd probably turn into a dried human." Fujiwara Reya remarked.
"Let's follow." Kasahara Fumi glanced at the departing Shizuka, just about to stand up.
"We haven't eaten yet." Fujiwara Reya tugged at her arm.
"Oh..."
Kasahara Fumi gasped.
As she was just about to stand, she was pulled down again, and Fujiwara Reya met her head with a kiss on her forehead. Her perfect body was once again locked tightly in his embrace.
"You!" Kasahara Fumi was both angry and anxious.
