Inside the office,
Fujiwara Shunsui carefully surveyed every corner of the room,
trying to retrieve memories from his mind to match them with what he saw.
"There shouldn't be hidden cameras in the books on the shelf, right? Do I, a Department Head of a conglomerate, have to have a hobby of reading?"
"This ceiling light shouldn't have any other hidden tricks, right?"
"What's the meaning of this large TV absolutely having to face the sofa?"
"Why is this sofa so big and so soft?"
Perhaps it was a side effect of transmigration,
Harumizu found that he couldn't quite put a finger on some things,
so from the very beginning, he had set a self-rescue policy for his transmigration:
That is—better not to do it than to do it wrong!
This was fully validated after he rejected Mrs. Miyashun's outrageous request; his decision was indeed correct.
Who knew if this damned love rent collection system had any strange hidden Easter eggs.
In his previous life, he was toyed with by various women; now, with a perfect start,
Harumizu had long made up his mind to experience true love!
If he got scammed,
there wouldn't be a third chance at rebirth.
Thinking of this, Harumizu felt a headache!
Ever since he discovered his Intelligence was only 1,
he found that thinking about anything made him particularly prone to irritation, anxiety, and even avoidance.
At this moment, the door knocked three times, and Fujiwara Shunsui almost reflexively reached his hand to the lower right of the desk, repeatedly confirming and touching it.
"Hmm, it should be this button on the far right."
After the door opened, five "new employees" filed in.
Nissho Taro, standing behind the group at the door, gave Fujiwara Shunsui a series of winks before bowing deeply.
Then, he obediently closed the door from outside the office.
"Welcome, Department Head!"
The five's synchronized shouts were slightly uneven, but their coquettish tone seemed to tell Harumizu:
"We are not simple."
The first and second from the left, with skin like congealed fat, were clearly of the pale, youthful, and slender style,
with delicate twin pigtails paired with JK short skirts and pure white over-the-knee socks,
plus a height of less than 160cm,
enough to make customers' protective instincts explode.
The first and second from the right seemed a bit more conventional,
in standard professional small suits, black short skirts, heels + stockings,
with a height of about 165cm,
identical to the employees at the door.
The combination of high heels and short skirts with black stockings had perfectly helped them elongate their height proportions,
further highlighting their advantages.
But even so,
Fujiwara Shunsui's gaze remained locked on the employee in the middle.
She wore the same black high heels, but for her stockings, she chose a pair of red lace-edged over-the-knee thigh-highs.
His peripheral vision caught a glimpse,
and slight indentations seemed visible on her full thighs,
the taut garters capable of stimulating a natural human desire for exploration.
Her black Chanel-style suit jacket was paired with a completely waist-baring hollowed-out corset underneath.
Under the influence of the corset, two jade rabbits seemed on the verge of spilling out as the five stood up.
"Is this the destructive power of Tokyo nightlife? I've never seen such a spectacle!"
At this moment, Fujiwara Shunsui could no longer think about what pre-job training was.
And it was precisely then that the female employee in the very middle spoke:
"Department Head, how should we serve you next?"
My head feels huge, slightly nervous, what to do? What to do? What to do!
"What do you mean 'what to do'? All I want to do now is *do*!"
Harumizu asked his heart three times,
but his mind remained completely blank.
Fujiwara Shunsui gently licked his slightly dry lips with the tip of his tongue.
"You all go out first, and remember to call Manager Risho in!"
It was not hard to see
the five's expressions instantly change from anticipation to disappointment.
In a country where the average male height is only 171cm,
Fujiwara Shunsui's physique was simply walking hormones.
Many nightlife women dreamed of meeting a customer like Harumizu,
not to mention that Harumizu also managed several other such entertainment venues in Shinjuku.
Nissho Taro had been waiting at the door,
and seeing the group come out less than a minute after entering, he felt a slight confusion.
However, when he heard Harumizu's summons, he still obediently entered the office.
"You use this to test your superior? In your eyes, am I a person obsessed with beauty?"
Fujiwara Shunsui feigned anger, scolding in a cold voice the moment Nissho Taro closed the door.
"Harumizu-sama, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to, I was just trying to discover the next nightlife star and invite them to work to increase company revenue."
"I'm sorry, Harumizu-sama!"
Nissho Taro bowed again to explain,
Fujiwara Shunsui at this moment crudely applied the court knowledge he had learned from historical dramas in his previous life.
After lightly tapping the desk twice with his right hand, he hesitated slightly, then struck it heavily again,
as if striking Nissho Taro's heart.
"I'm sorry, Harumizu-sama! I will never make this mistake again!"
Nissho Taro suddenly knelt on the ground, begging for Fujiwara Shunsui's forgiveness.
Harumizu thought: The ancestors' methods are really effective.
"You're overthinking it, Hishō-kun, please get up."
"You did very well this time, I'm very satisfied. But I don't want you to do such things without notifying me, understand?"
Nissho Taro looked as if he had received a great pardon:
"Understood, Harumizu-sama."
Fujiwara Shunsui gestured for Nissho Taro to sit on the sofa to the left, and after a moment of thought, he spoke.
"Hishō-kun, the one in the middle just now... that employee, what's her name?"
"Her name is Fukada Yua, she's a top beauty I met on the street, and she only agreed to join after I promised her a high salary!"
Nissho Taro was very sure that he had absolutely unearthed the next nightlife star!
Fujiwara Shunsui had not forgotten his main purpose for coming this time:
to familiarize himself with the work environment and to strengthen his relationship with his loyal fan, Nissho Taro.
Everything for the mission!
[Hidden Mission Triggered: Nissho Taro's Affection!]
[System detects Nissho Taro as the Host's loyal fan, his admiration for the Host surpasses ordinary people. Strive to gain Nissho Taro's affection to provide convenience for the Host's future missions and obtain system rewards.]
[Mission Reward: +1 Free Attribute Point for every five points of affection increased]
Even a never-before-seen system panel appeared beside Nissho Taro.
[Nissho Taro Affection: 85/100]
Seeing the sudden system prompt, Fujiwara Shunsui was speechless,
"Forbidden love" from a male subordinate?
Although 'Longyang's Affection' (homosexuality) came from the ancient Eastern country, from his homeland,
he was absolutely a straight man!
The new affection prompt gave Harumizu a new understanding of the system,
and he couldn't help but think of yesterday evening's mission.
"Does this mean I'll be able to see Mrs. Miyashun's affection for me after meeting her today?"
"Such a good thing actually happens to me, just thinking about it makes me a little excited!"
"My upbringing has always told me that seducing a married man means being drowned in a pig cage!"
"No! Absolutely not!"
Hishō-kun evidently could not know what the feigning-profound Harumizu was thinking.
Fujiwara Shunsui then pulled out a business card from who knows where and pushed it across the desk.
"As soon as possible, investigate all information about this man, and also recent events around him, the more detailed, the better."
"Yes, Harumizu-sama!"
Nissho Taro wisely took the business card from the table; he also wanted to take the opportunity to go out and catch his breath.
Just then, Fujiwara Shunsui called out to him:
"Oh, right, have Miss Fukada come in alone for a moment."