Beautiful and popular Mayu Suzuki. Known for being strict at work, I’ve been scolded by her many times as a new employee. Yet, in her subtle expressions and gestures, there was always a gentle, adorable charm that had already captured my heart. Years passed, and I was assigned to work with Suzuki-san on a new project. Driven by the desire to earn her approval, I gave my all every day. One day, we headed out for a client acquisition visit, but things didn’t go well. Around that time, train services were suspended due to technical issues, leaving us no choice but to kill time at an izakaya. With no sign of the trains resuming, I ended up staying the night at Suzuki-san’s place. Alone together in the home of the woman I’ve always admired, I finally gathered my courage, confessed my feelings, took her hand, and kissed her. Feeling slightly awkward afterward, I stepped out to a nearby convenience store to clear my head. When I returned, Suzuki-san wore a troubled, almost angry expression. “Was your confession just now serious?” she asked. “Yes,” I replied, taking her hand again and kissing her once more. She smiled gently and pulled me into a warm embrace. From that moment on, everything felt like a dream. I savored her body completely, and we passionately craved each other again and again, pouring our desire into one another. The next morning, seeing her sleeping beside me, I realized yesterday’s events were truly real.