Despite having less than an hour and a half to fly, Naga, who was taking his first flight, was still quite nervous. Fortunately, he was sitting next to Keiko Kuroki, and after draping his coat over his shoulders, he kept stroking Keiko's plump and smooth lower body, which finally distracted him from his discomfort.
Naga could feel the dampness at the end of the stockings in her palm, but when she got off the plane, Keiko still maintained her image as the dignified and meticulous Kuroki. Even the blush on her face disappeared completely the moment she left her seat.
I wonder how many similar experiences she went through to develop such a wonderful skill.
The accommodations were arranged at a hotel in Matsuyama City closest to the venue. Of the five people, only Naga was male, and as the company president, he naturally had the only available suite on the same floor to himself. The remaining four women stayed in pairs at the other end of the corridor.
Keiko shares a room with Hiromi Morishita, a capable subordinate in the personnel department, while Risa is paired with Reiko Kiritani, a senior colleague from the publicity department. Apart from Risa, the other three are all older office ladies over thirty-five years old. As a newcomer, it's obvious that she can't keep up with their pace of thinking, not to mention that Risa's original ambition was to become an idol singer, so she has absolutely nothing in common with them.
"I feel a bit stuffy, how about we go for a walk? Risha, are you familiar with this area?" After lunch, seeing Risha looking tense among the other three women, Naga considered for a moment and asked the tour guide she had booked.
"Hmm, although I'm not very familiar with the area, I definitely won't get lost. After all, it's my hometown!" Risha's spirits finally lifted a bit, and she said excitedly, "President, if you'd like to look around, please let me show you the way!"
He glanced at Keiko, handed over his afternoon business to her, and then said, "I won't go this afternoon. It's my first time in Matsuyama, and I want to look around. Let's meet again at the buffet tomorrow morning. You can also find a place to have fun tonight. If it's not too outrageous, it can be included in the hospitality expenses."
Keiko nodded, while the other two office ladies smiled happily and whispered among themselves. Keiko glanced at Risha, seemingly puzzled by Naga's choice, probably misunderstanding that he planned to flirt with someone that afternoon to have a bed partner for tonight.
"Is it enough to just have Risha as a tour guide?" Keiko hesitated for a moment before asking, seemingly unconvinced that Risha's looks were enough to seduce Naga, whose appetite had been spoiled by beautiful women.
If he were looking for a carefree and romantic experience, Risha would certainly be a little short of qualified, but he really just needed a guide who wouldn't leave any traces. "Well, just wandering around. Have a good time tonight, Risha, let's go."
Having heard enough rumors within the company, Risha seemed to have misunderstood Naga's purpose. After getting up, she went to the restroom to touch up her makeup, her cheeks flushed, whether from excitement or shyness.
Everywhere in Tokyo, you can see girls who come with dreams. Some work in places like izakayas, flower shops, and cake shops to while away their short youth; some marry white-collar workers and become lonely housewives; some can't resist the temptation of street talent scouts and step onto the dangerous and complicated springboard of the AV industry; some drift into the sex industry and gradually forget their inner desires. Only a very small number can successfully stand on the stage, enjoy the flowers, lights, and applause, and become so-called stars.
Driven by this ideal of success, countless young women unknowingly treat their bodies as mere props.
Risha probably hasn't completely transitioned to that realistic, almost cruel mindset yet; she still retains some of the conservatism and naivety of a country girl. Although she's a bit rustic, Naga finds her somewhat endearing after talking to her for a while.
She took her part-time job as a tour guide very seriously, introducing everything noteworthy along the way as she led Naga through each street corner. For anything she wasn't sure about, she would even go to nearby shops to ask.
He was somewhat curious to see what a beautiful sight this diligent little insect would be after she transformed from a cocoon into a butterfly. He wondered if, by then, he would still have the chance to embrace her body.
As for a stage name, how about Akane Rika? The name suddenly popped into her mind, and Naga smiled as she made the decision on her own.
After wandering around for two or three hours, Naga still couldn't find a suitable spot where he could easily find prey. Tired from walking, the two found an ice cream shop. Naga, dressed in a formal suit, felt a bit out of place, so he simply took off his coat and draped it over his hand, folding his tie and stuffing it into his pocket.
Not yet old enough to resist the temptation of desserts, Risha hesitated carefully for a moment before finally ordering a large cup of ice cream.
Naga ordered a pot of iced fruit tea and, while drinking it, aimlessly glanced at the other customers in the shop.
"Hey! Isn't this Risha?" A new woman who had just come in exclaimed excitedly as she walked past their table. "Eh? You...you've become an office lady? I heard you went to Tokyo to become an idol, why are you dressed so dowdy when you come back?"
The woman was about the same age as Li Xia, dressed casually and not like an office worker. She had a small butterfly tattoo on her exposed right arm, and her legs, which were exposed below her shorts, were long, thin, and tanned. Her toenails were painted black, and she was barefoot in a pair of beach sandals. She didn't have a large chest, and her face was ordinary.
When Risha saw the woman, she visibly flinched and greeted her softly, "Ah, it's Yuna." She nervously looked away, as if avoiding the other person, and turned to look at Naga, "Um... President, this is my old friend, Sai Yuna."
"Hahaha, yes, yes, I'm Risha's good friend!" Yuna laughed and patted Risha's back, making her choke on her ice cream. "It's been so long, you're still as thin as ever. Except for your chest, nothing else has changed."
Lixia instinctively hugged her chest, still not daring to look the other person in the eye.
Yuna turned to face Naga, giving him a subtle look. "Hmm... President? Which AV company's president are you?"
Naga hesitated for a moment, then replied in as polite a tone as possible, "Our agency does not plan to get involved in the adult industry for the time being."
"Oh, that's a shame. Our little Risha really loves appearing naked in front of the camera. A few of my best friends and I still have some amazing photos of her completely naked at home! Hey, President, would you like to see them?"
Yuna's eyes lit up with a strange excitement. She bent down, put her arm around Risha's shoulder, and chuckled, "What are you afraid of? If you're willing to show him your bare bottom, you'll get a permanent position tomorrow, right? You idiot, didn't you use your cute face to seduce our handsome teacher back then?"
"I didn't… You've bullied me for six years because of him, but I really didn't…" Risha frowned, looking at Naga with a troubled expression, her face full of helplessness.
"Miss Sai, you've disturbed our rest." Naga's smile vanished, and he stared at Yuna with a piercing gaze. He was no longer the skinny, weak boy he once was, but a strong and imposing man.
The other person paused for a moment, then replied in a very rude tone, "I was catching up with my friends. If it bothers you, just pay the bill and get lost! I'm planning to take Risha to meet my girlfriends tonight; we haven't seen each other in ages. Isn't that right... little Risha?"
Naga suddenly stood up, grabbed Yuna's wrist, yanked her away and threw her aside, and said to her in a forceful tone, "Ms. Sai, you've disturbed our rest. Don't make me say it a third time, or I won't be so polite anymore."
Completely overwhelmed, the delinquent girl angrily got up. "So what if you're rich! You're just the president of some lousy company. Don't you dare leave. I'll call my boyfriend to block you!" she yelled as she walked toward the door, glaring fiercely at Risha before opening it and leaving.
"I'm so sorry, President, it's all my fault, I'm sorry for troubling you..." Risha wiped her eyes with a tissue and apologized to Naga with a pout.
Having also experienced school bullying, he knew what she had been through without even asking. However, her personality was at least somewhat more ordinary; she wouldn't have succumbed to the abyss of bullying like Mizuhara Yoshimi. At least Yoshimi would never have taken that step of leaving her hometown to pursue her dream of becoming an idol.
Disturbed by the unexpected interruption, the two left the shop without cleaning up the mess on the table.
For the next few hours, Naga did not find a suitable hunting ground. Although a few people he passed by on the road gave him a clear sense of what excellent prey they could be, he had no chance to carefully examine their physical characteristics in such encounters.
Suddenly rushing over and scrutinizing the other person like a madman is just revealing my peculiarities. It seems I need to practice the technique of remembering 80-90% of the other person's details at a glance.
They had dinner together at a Western restaurant. Naga was in a bad mood because of the disappointing hunting trip. Risha was also affected by Yuna and seemed listless. She was absent-minded while eating and seemed to be thinking about something.
On the way back to the hotel that evening, Risha suddenly asked, "President, do you think... I still have a chance to become a star?"
It's only natural that someone would gradually lose confidence after seeing all sorts of beautiful and sexy women in his company every day.
However, since he had already decided to give her a little help, Naga certainly wouldn't let her give up hope now. "Anything is possible as long as you work hard. You have a great voice. With the right agency to help you develop it, becoming a cute idol singer is not impossible."
To be on the safe side, he didn't want to make any absolute statements, but only hinted at some possibilities in a gentle tone.
For girls who are willing to travel alone to Tokyo for their dreams, such hints are often enough to keep them determined to persevere.
Naga didn't expect that this possibility would also encourage Risha's other determination.
So when he returned to his room, took a nice, relaxing shower, and lay in bed preparing to call Miku, he was surprised to hear a knock on the door. He never expected to see Risha standing there with a determined look on her face.
A blush spread from her forehead to her collarbone, and all the skin exposed by her loose casual top was covered in a shy cherry blossom color, but she still said in a trembling voice, "President, I... can I go in?"
Naga had originally planned to call Keiko over to spend the night after finishing his call with Miku, as his sexual desire was already stirring.
He hesitated for less than three seconds before unlocking the door chain. "Of course, you're welcome," Naga said in a low voice, staring at Risha's collar.