Aoki Haruhi froze for a moment, then suddenly understood.
No wonder this guy was drinking so much.
But inducing vomiting... wouldn't that ruin his stomach?
"President Qing, you should work hard too. A game isn't solely determined by its quality. You should occasionally play golf with clients and have a few drinks," Tsuda Nao said, frowning.
To be honest, Aoki Haruhi had always hated this kind of social obligation in his previous life.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have become a shut-in programmer.
Ah, looking at it this way, being an employee is really much easier. No need to deal with all this nonsense.
"Well then... I'll be taking my leave," Aoki Haruhi said, turning to bow deeply to Tsuda. "Thank you for everything today, President Tsuda."
"Ew!" Tsuda frowned, looking at Aoki Haruhi with disdain. "You have no gentlemanly manners at all. Shouldn't you be escorting a woman home before leaving at this hour?"
"Especially a beautiful woman like me. It's dangerous to be out alone late at night, you know."
You?
Aoki Haruhi rolled her eyes.
You're clearly just a big show-off.
A fox that's become a spirit. I'm afraid sending you home might put me in danger.
"I'm afraid I might lose control later," Aoki Haruhi said, smiling and putting his hands in his pockets.
"Don't worry, I'll keep it under control. Let's go!"
Without waiting for Aoki Haruhi's reply, she strode ahead.
Truthfully, Tsuda's place wasn't far from where they'd eaten. In Tokyo, a super-luxury apartment like this cost a million yen a month in rent alone.
The long, sloping path was lined with blooming flowers.
As if tired from the day's work, Tsuda Nao's feet were aching. She slipped off her high heels and carried them in her hand.
Moonlight shimmered.
Her black dress had one strap sliding off her shoulder, adding a touch of allure.
Watching her carefree silhouette, Aoki Haruhi felt an indescribable envy.
After about ten minutes of walking, they stood at the base of Tsuda's apartment building.
Aoki Haruhi looked up and couldn't help but gasp.
"Wow, President Tsuda, your place is as luxurious as I imagined."
"Just a million yen a month for rent," Tsuda Nao said, raising an eyebrow. "You could afford it too."
"I hope so."
Aoki Haruhi stood with one hand in his pocket, gazing at the high-rise apartment bathed in moonlight. The dappled shadows on the facade hinted at the opulence within.
Tokyo's housing prices had dropped significantly, but they remained astronomically high. In reality, renting was a sensible option unless one had a compelling reason to buy or simply had too much money to spend.
"Well, goodnight, President Tsuda." Aoki Haruhi forced a smile, preparing to leave.
"Wait a moment."
Just as he turned to go, Tsuda Nao called out to him from behind.
"Hmm?" Aoki Haruhi turned back.
A wave of perfume enveloped him as Tsuda Nao stepped forward, their bodies now so close they were almost touching.
She gazed into his eyes, making Aoki Haruhi feel flustered.
His heart began to pound in his chest.
To say he wasn't moved would be a lie. Aoki Haruhi wasn't a eunuch, and Tsuda was the most exquisite woman he had ever seen—her beauty, figure, abilities, intelligence, and status were all objects of admiration.
Perhaps because she was too perfect, he always felt a sense of unreality and distance. Before tonight, Aoki Haruhi wouldn't have dared to approach such a woman.
He might end up falling head over heels, becoming like the presidents present that evening—petting her skirt, reduced to her plaything.
Aoki Haruhi remained clear-headed about this.
"What's wrong?" he murmured.
Tsuda's beautiful face was so close, he only needed to lower his head to see her full, alluring lips, tinged with a tempting color.
At that moment, Tsuda Nao raised her slender, fair fingers.
"There's something on your lip."
She gently wiped the corner of his mouth with her index finger.
Aoki Haruhi felt his whole body tremble.
Ah...
What the...?
Damn it, you're using the hand you were holding my shoe with to touch my mouth.
"Are you done?" Aoki Haruhi asked, pursing his lips.
"Not yet," Tsuda Nao replied, stepping closer.
Heh, that sly woman. I'm not falling for this.
Aoki Haruhi frowned slightly and grabbed her wrist. "Thanks, but I can handle it from here."
"Mm-hmm. Okay."
Despite her agreement, Tsuda Nao made no move to withdraw her hand. Instead, she let Aoki Haruhi hold her wrist while reaching up to cup his cheek.
Her high heel clattered to the floor with a sharp clack.
"Please don't misunderstand," Tsuda Nao said. "I just think you're really cool."
Then she stood on tiptoe and steadied herself against Aoki Haruhi.
Huh?!
Aoki Haruhi's pupils dilated, completely unprepared for this turn of events.
But to be honest...
It actually feels pretty good.
After a few seconds, Tsuda Nao leaned back and broke away from him.
She gazed at his face, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
Ah...
That wicked woman.
She's so infuriating.
Aoki Haruhi sighed, dropped his briefcase to the floor, and stepped forward to embrace her.
"Please don't misunderstand either," he said. "I just think you're really cute."
"Mmm..."
Tsuda Nao's face flushed crimson.
"Soso, that's right. You're finally getting the hang of it."
A minute later.
Tsuda Nao shoved him away with both hands.
"That's enough," she said, tucking a strand of her long hair behind her ear. She glanced at Aoki Haruhi with a shy, playful look in her bright, fox-like eyes.
"Huh? That's it?" Aoki Haruhi clicked his tongue. "Aren't you going to come up for a bit? Buy me a drink to sober me up or something?"
"I told you I could control myself. Well then, goodbye, President." Tsuda Nao took a polite step back, her face radiant with youthful charm.
She picked up her high heels from the floor, slipped them back on, and walked into the apartment building with elegant strides.
Her retreating figure looked like that of a proud, solitary queen.
Leaving Aoki Haruhi standing there, utterly bewildered.
What the hell?!
No way, this woman...
Damn it, she teases and runs, not caring about the consequences.
This is so infuriating!
This woman!
She really is a fox!
But...
He reached up to touch his lips, feeling a lingering sense of longing.
No!
He quickly shook his head, refusing to fall into this fox's trap.
You have no idea how many men she's used the same tricks on.
The thought of what had just happened sent a shiver down his spine.
Wake up, Aoki Haruhi! A naive little lamb like you will be devoured without a trace!
"Monster... monster..."
I should stay away from her.
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