Even during this early January, winter refuses to stop just yet, and its cold continues to plague the entire city. Some wished for winter to continue, and some wished for spring to come. However, for Shiba, she already finds herself warm within her office. Okay, a correction, a little too warm than she liked. Her establishment already had the heating on, so none of her employees would be bothered by the freezing chill, so most of them could be found not wearing a jacket. But Shiba had worn off more than just a jacket.
Since her office is closed off with minimal ventilation, it is rather heated than being in the hallways. Shiba is already in her tank top and tight black slip short, just to deal with this stupid heating. As much as she likes turning that heating off, she doesn't want everyone to deal with the cold inside. Yes, you could say that Shiba is being a naughty woman than elegant, but does she want to sweat horribly through all that extra clothes?
There's a knock on the door, and Shiba looks up. "Come in."
A man opens the door. "Hey, boss, there's- Woah!"
"I know, I know. It's just too damn hot in here," Shiba responded; she wasn't bothered by the cleavage she was showing. "What news do you have for me?"
"Oh, well, actually, there's this friend of yours here," her goon replied. "Said she had an appointment with you."
"Huh? I don't remember having an appointment," Shiba replied. "Who is this woman you're talking about?"
Then the said woman pops into the door. "Hello there, Matsubara-san~."
To her shock, her goon had let Detective Sumida into her establishment. The only thing she doesn't want to happen ever again.
"What the-?!" Shiba almost stood up. "Ho-? Dammit, that's the detective you're letting in!"
"Eh?! Kuso!" the goon stepped away from Sumida. "How do you want me to deal with-"
"No, no, no, no, forget it," Shiba waved him off. "You just go do your stuff. I'll handle her from here."
"You sure, boss?"
"I'm certain. Go on."
"R-right away, boss."
As the goon leaves, Sumida comes in with a big grin on her smile. "Ha ha, so you're not kicking me out for today...."
"As much as I liked to, I got some work to do here, and I don't feel like kicking you out now. So go ahead and take a sea-" Shiba paused upon Sumida's flustered face. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Just- kuso!" Sumida almost looked away. "A-are you prostituting yourself or something?"
"Prosti-?" Shiba immediately realizes the dress she's in. Her face immediately reddens and covers whatever dignity she has on her breasts. "Dammit. Um, sorry about that. This room is rather hot, so I wear little to accommodate the heat."
"Tha-that's alright," Sumida got herself a seat. "How the hell a woman like you can have something that big?"
"You- were you talking about my breasts?" Shiba restrained herself from mocking her. "Are you jealous of my bosoms?"
"I ain't sayin' anything like that! Jeez!" Sumida tried her best to not get distracted by her bust. "I was making a comment."
"Okay," Shiba grabbed a book to fan herself. "What are you doing here? How did you know where my establishment is?"
"Oh, I asked around carefully," Sumida replied. "Took a lot of convincing and... misdirection to find your place."
"Fine, you found me. So what?" Shiba asked. "You're going to arrest me again?"
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A Girl's Turmoil
FanfictionSakurako Oomuro is just an average lousy middle schoolgirl. A cheerful, lazy, and annoying girl for Himawari and her own family. But, there is this one time that Sakurako is no longer the same for their whole life. How could Sakurako's way of life...