Perhaps Miku wasn't an ordinary person, or perhaps she really was as crazy as she claimed. Naga was somewhat surprised to realize that such a wild and lewd wedding night hadn't had any serious impact on Miku.
She and her sister staged a lesbian sex act in front of their husband for over two hours, until both were semi-exhausted from orgasms. Meanwhile, her newlywed husband raped another woman's anus right next to them, and then used instruments to manipulate her until she lost control of her bladder and passed out. The day after this twisted and lewd affair, Miku still appeared completely unfazed and happily embarked on their honeymoon with him.
He thought Miku was carefully concealing her dissatisfaction, but after more than ten days of honeymoon, he discovered that Miku had actually accepted that kind of immoral sex.
This shouldn't have been bad news; at least he'd have less to deal with Miku's jealousy. But for some reason, looking at Miku beneath him, her eyes closed, happily writhing, he still felt a little empty and lost.
It was as if Aya had unknowingly taken away a certain place in Miku's heart, and all of that originally belonged to him.
However, this worry didn't bother him for long. In the last few days of his honeymoon, something even more anxious happened.
The changes brought about by the devouring of dreams were slowly fading from him. Perhaps it hadn't truly begun, but he knew in his mind that a consciousness had pierced through his neural network, directly warning him that everything was about to be lost.
His work ability, handsome appearance, skill in winning girls' hearts, strong body and abundant energy, and most importantly, Miku's almost unreasonable infatuation with him.
He cannot lose these things, absolutely not.
Sensing that he was agitated about something, Miku became even more gentle and considerate during the last few days of their honeymoon, and at night in the hotel room, she suppressed her shyness and became even more provocative and wild.
He was deeply moved, and this feeling made him even more impatient.
He couldn't imagine how Miku would look at him when everything was free of divine protection and they returned to their original state. Would she still be as gentle and playful as ever, or would she be deeply surprised and regretful about her previous obsession?
Looking at his wife sleeping peacefully beside him, Naga, unable to fall asleep, got up and tiptoed to the balcony of the hotel suite. Gazing at the sea in the distance, which had become unfathomable with the night, he lit a cigarette, leaned against the railing in dejection, and lowered his head.
On the day they returned home, Ashi was unusually absent. The couple smiled at each other and peacefully enjoyed each other's bodies in the bedroom without being disturbed, making up for the missing wedding night.
Around midnight, Naga received an email from Asami. He glanced at Miku, who was already fast asleep, turned to the other side, and opened it.
"Your honeymoon must have been wonderful, right? Maybe my sister and I can have a honeymoon sometime. Naga, are you unhappy about that? Well… if I borrow your sister for half a month, you'll definitely be upset, and she'll be angry with me too. So, I have to exchange it for a fantastic gift that will make you incredibly happy. Luckily, the gift preparation went smoothly, and I managed to get it ready before you go to work tomorrow. I promise, you'll absolutely love it."
The email ended with a text smiley face, but Naga was certain that when she typed those words, Asami's face wasn't displaying that happy smile, but rather a chilling smile completely different from the lively feeling in her writing.
What is she still scheming about? She's already given Miku to her... With her hands behind her head, Naga closed her eyes, trying to grasp a hint of entering a dream.
But even after the alarm clock rang and Miku gently kissed his ear and shook him awake, he still hadn't dreamt of anything.
Just like his past experience of devouring dreams was nothing more than a bored fantasy...
Miku's cooking skills truly lived up to the teachings of the bridal school. After finishing the impeccable breakfast, Naga tidied up, gave his wife a farewell kiss, and drove to the company.
Despite not having high expectations, he couldn't help but wonder what Ya Shi had prepared for him along the way.
Money? Car? Beautiful woman? None of these should be enough to make him extremely happy right now.
If she could restore his Dream Eater ability, he would be overjoyed. Unfortunately, that's clearly impossible.
The relocation work has been basically completed, and Naga, as the president, has become the last member of the company to officially start working at the new location.
The reception desk had new faces: two beauties of roughly the same caliber as Matsushima Kae. They were outstanding in their previous company, but not so much in the new merged company.
After greeting the heads of each department and asking them to prepare their records and reports for the next two weeks, Naga leisurely strolled up to the third floor.
Apart from the receptionist at the front desk, who was responsible for representing the company's image and could not be careless, all the good-looking female employees were assigned to various departments on the third floor. After going upstairs, I immediately felt a sense of satisfaction, like a butterfly entering a garden.
On either side of the president's office were the secretary's office and the general affairs department. Undoubtedly, aside from Osawa Yuko, a capable assistant, the rest were all beautiful office ladies he had arranged for himself. Upon entering the president's office, he even had the illusion that he was surrounded by his own harem.
Of course, being relatively clear-headed, he knew that such pleasures should be put after work. He pressed the intercom and called Yuko over to get a general understanding of the company's operations over the past two weeks.
Department Head Kuroki and Yuko's power had been deliberately amplified by Naga. With their cooperation, the company, which was already operating normally, was unlikely to encounter any problems. The only minor setback was that one of their models was caught by a gossip magazine having an affair with a male host. Unfortunately, the model's private life was already incredibly chaotic, and she had even been exposed by a former bed partner for having a 7P sex scandal with one woman and six men. So, such a trivial matter as meeting a male host was not worth mentioning.
In today's entertainment industry, shamelessness is sometimes a selling point. If all else fails, they can just be sent back to their agency and switch to the adult entertainment industry.
"In the past two weeks, the company has hired six new employees. Their information is here for your review." Department Head Kuroki respectfully placed a stack of documents in front of Naga, but his face remained expressionless.
Naga glanced at the receptionist's resume on the first page, too lazy to bother with such trivial matters, and put the stack of documents aside. "I'll look into it later. Are all the materials ready for the afternoon meeting?"
Afterwards, the tedious official business quickly consumed time, and by the time Yuko and Department Head Kuroki left one after another, the clock hands were already close to 10.
There was still an annoying meeting in the afternoon, so Naga decided to relax for ten minutes and unwind. Having just returned from her honeymoon, she felt a little out of sorts even with this kind of slightly stressful work.
Hmm...maybe I should go chat with the pretty lady in the secretary's office and get to know her better. Naga scratched his head, his slightly agitated mood unable to calm down.
You can easily imagine what the secretarial office is like: some are reading entertainment news online, some are swooning over their idols, and some are figuring out how to make their nails look beautiful. The only one truly focused on work is Yuko herself. Most of the beautiful women from the merged agency don't have personalities that Naga likes, making him somewhat understand why Ami preferred to stay here in the first place.
In the first few days, people would pretend to be working when they saw him come in, but now that he knocks and comes in, no one is trying to hide it anymore.
The moment he entered, he gaped in astonishment, his expression so wide it was obvious he looked utterly dumbfounded. His young secretary, Kinjo Moeko, who was closest to the door, couldn't help but burst into laughter at his expression, her cheeks flushing red.
His surprise wasn't because there was another person working diligently in the secretary's office besides Yuko, painstakingly tapping the keyboard with their index finger while working on office software they were clearly unfamiliar with, but because the office lady who was carefully proofreading the spreadsheet, with sweat glistening on her forehead, was none other than Tabe Yuai!
His tongue seemed to be tied in knots, so Naga quickly clenched his fists and pinched his palms with his nails, using the stinging pain to clear his mind before he could speak. He didn't interrupt Yui's serious work directly, but instead patted Moeko's shoulder and said in a low voice, "Tell that newbie to come to my office when she's done with her work."
He turned and left, closing the door to the secretary's office. Only then did he realize that his back was sweating with nervousness, and his heart was beating faster, pounding in his chest.
Yu Ai... will she be working here from now on? Right next to him? He pinched his cheek to make sure he wasn't dreaming, then rushed back to the president's office and grabbed the files of the new employees.
Sure enough, on the last page, in the name section, neatly and beautifully written was the name: Tabe Yua. A lovely ID photo was pasted beside it, adorned with a serene smile.
He gripped the thin piece of paper tightly, greedily browsing through the information he had never heard of before.
Ai filled out the form very carefully and in great detail. Even for blanks that didn't require much information, she shrunk her font and wrote each stroke clearly. In the family relationships section, she first wrote "none," then crossed it out, and then filled in her parents' names in order, along with the corresponding cold words "deceased" and "missing."
With only a high school diploma, he probably wouldn't be able to get into this company through normal procedures. Naga smiled wryly, finally understanding what Ami meant by "gift." If this was the gift Ami had come to give him to satisfy him, he was overjoyed.
It wasn't just because the girl he had long admired could suddenly be with him day and night, but also because the person he was looking for could only be contacted through love. If he were to find a suitable excuse to contact his younger brother's girlfriend, it would feel abrupt and strange.
After lost in thought for a while, a soft knock came at the door. A curious little face peeked out from the crack in the silently opened door. "Ah...it really is you, Mr. Strange." The familiar address slipped out, but she immediately realized her rudeness. Her fair cheeks flushed, and she covered her mouth, lowered her head, and whispered, "I'm sorry, I should call you President."
Naga waved his hand, "You can call me whatever you want when no one's around."
Ai smiled, came in, closed the door, and happily called out, "Mr. Strange."
"Hmm." Naga couldn't help but feel happy about this meaningless conversation. After responding, he found a safer topic to start with, "Are you getting used to working here?" Since he knew that it was Ami who was behind it, he didn't bother to ask what happened.
Ai nodded vigorously, as if trying to break her slender neck, her eyes sparkling with joy. "I've always wanted to work in a company like this. Although I'm not very capable yet, I'll definitely work hard. My immediate goal is to become a shrewd and capable secretary like Senior Osawa."
Um... Thinking back, when we used to eat together in the cafeteria, Yui always looked at the office ladies around her with envy. Naga thought for a moment and encouraged her, "No problem, Yui is so serious, she can definitely do it."
"Hey... Mr. Strange." Yuai rubbed her fingers a little embarrassedly, "I didn't even get a high school diploma, but I got a job at a company like this, and even became a full-time employee with such a high salary. Does this help you a lot?"
"Huh? Thanks to me?" Naga was taken aback for a moment, then realized that Aya had done him this favor. That girl had such a sharp eye; she could see his feelings for Yui in such a brief encounter at the wedding. Of course, any man would be very happy to accept such a generous gift. "It's nothing. A serious work ethic is far more important than academic qualifications."
He then lowered his voice, deliberately speaking in a tense tone as if afraid of being overheard, and said, "You should have seen it too, right? Apart from Ms. Osawa, which of your seniors is better than you?"
Ai raised her eyes, thought seriously for a while, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle softly, "Although it's very rude, those seniors are really... hehe."
Yes, but all he was really interested in were their beautiful and sexy bodies, so there was no need to tell Yui about that.
"Ah, I still have two sets of data to check for Senior Osawa. Stranger, is there anything else?" After a moment of silence, Yui glanced at the clock on the wall and spoke. She clearly didn't like wasting time while getting paid for nothing.
Since love is already working by her side, even if she has any improper thoughts, there's no need to rush. Besides, he's newly married and not yet shameless enough to be so impatient. The most urgent thing right now is something else.
"The official business is over, but there's one more personal matter." He cleared his throat and reached out his hand towards this last glimmer of hope. "Do you remember that senior student you mentioned to me, the one with extraordinary abilities?"
Yui paused, her clear black and white eyes blinking in confusion. "Um... Ah, you mean Yuka-senpai!" she blurted out a name, then lowered her head slightly with a hint of guilt. "I'm sorry, Stranger, I didn't tell you the truth back then."
Naga's heart sank, and even her fingertips grew cold. "You...you mean?"
Could it be that... the so-called Dream Eater is just a fabrication by Ai?
Yuai bit her lower lip nervously, making her petal-like lips turn slightly white, as if she had made up her mind. She straightened her back and placed her hands on her knees together. If she weren't sitting on a cushion, she would definitely be in a standard sitting posture.
"Actually, the relationship I described back then was the opposite." Yui paused for a moment. "I… I didn't want you to think I was a greedy girl. My family was in huge debt, and Yuka-senpai kept talking about dreams coming true. I couldn't hold back any longer, so I begged and pleaded with her in the coffee shop to find out about the Dream Eater."
Her cheeks flushed, ashamed of the lie she had told to save face. "My senior didn't ask me to investigate anything; instead, she told me that it's impossible for someone without talent to do that. But I had no other choice but to keep investigating, but unfortunately... I still couldn't succeed in the end. I feel like I'm clearly a dreamer, so why am I not blessed with good fortune?"
She paused for a few seconds, then a sweet smile returned to her face. "Luckily, Hoshina paid off my debts. Even without your abilities, I've started a new life. So I'm not thinking about those things anymore. Strange Mr., why are you suddenly asking about my senior? Are you also interested in that ability? You have everything..."
Naga frowned, shook his head, and said, "No, it's just about this. I want to talk to someone who knows a lot about this ability. It's... very important to me."
Ai looked at him with suspicion and said with some worry, "Senior is very tight-lipped. No matter how I ask her, she won't say any more. I don't think much of the information I found is true. It seems she has invested a lot of money in investigating the Dream Eater, so she probably won't tell you so easily."
Naga pursed her lips and said seriously, "Whether it's possible or not, we'll only know after we try."
"Okay, I'll try calling the private number she gave me again, I don't know if I can get through. When are you free?"