foul noise and filthy shadows

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"The new product 'Laina' is characterized by the perfect combination of BB's unique sewing techniques and innovative design. Furthermore, while maintaining high quality, we've also reduced costs..."

A slightly deep, sexy voice echoed through the conference room via microphone.

However, the audience's reaction was sluggish. Some glanced at their watches, some wanted to head home, and some even yawned from boredom.

These were department heads from large department stores like Dongchi and Jinsedan,

who had come to see what was going on. They had heard that BB was holding an internal showcase, but while the product range was extensive, the lack of mannequins left them uninterested.

Even the window displays couldn't satisfy their eyes.

"Now, please witness the amazing stretching effect of our super-three-dimensional sewing."

Yasuko stepped onto the runway.

Several guests in the reception area frowned.

After leaving the microphone, her previous businesslike smile immediately transformed into a seductive one, and the sexy blonde placed her hand on the hook of her skirt.

"Please pay attention to the curve of my hips here."

The skirt fell to the ground.

The lights illuminated a pair of long, slender legs, full thighs, and a bikini bottom with thin ribbons along the sides and a protruding navel.

All eyes were drawn to the bulge of her pubic bone.

The fabric subtly outlined vertical lines.

A low moan escaped someone's lips.

"Not only is it effortless, but it also maintains a beautiful curve. Even during such vigorous movements, there's no need to worry..."

Yu Lou crossed her knees, her taut hips swaying vigorously, creating a seductive pose immediately reminiscent of intercourse.

Her large size made her even more alluring. But

it wasn't just her lower body that was captivating.

A middle-aged man in the front row leaned forward, asking,

"Can...can we see your bra?"

"Of course, that's exactly why we invited you all here."

Jingzi smiled slightly, seductively swaying her hips as she unbuttoned her uniform, her entire body radiating lecherous gazes.

The temperature in the room began to rise.

After discarding her top, revealing her impressive 93-inch breasts, Yasuko opened the front of her white shirt.

Dozens of sharp eyes gazed at her with rapt attention, with the General Manager of Gokoshi feeling an unprecedented surge of excitement.

Perhaps the pink lighting was also a factor. Yasuko felt she wasn't being forced, but rather spontaneously hoping for a successful internal presentation, so despite her high spirits, her body was incredibly relaxed.

Every gesture she made was the focus of everyone's attention.

They were staring at her humanoid body.

Their gazes were filled with admiration and lust…

Yasuko seemed to understand the pleasure of a stripper.

After a jolt of her cannonball-like breasts, the shirt finally came off her body.

Yasuko tossed the shirt into the audience.

The atmosphere in the large conference room began to boil.

"The feature of this product is its corrective function. Even someone with a full figure like me can easily adjust her breasts, making it a highly recommended product for wearing revealing clothing in the summer…"

Yasuko crossed her arms in front of her, pushing her breasts together, the snow-white cleavage making one want to insert an erection.

Lee Joon approached the front row, chatting excitedly with the head of the Rensetan department store.

While the Rensetan Group wasn't as powerful as Dongchi in the department store business, its diversified operations rivaled Gokoshi, wielding significant influence in the business world.

Although its M&A strategy for expanding its scale was similar to Gokoshi's, it primarily focused on financial intervention, respecting the unique management styles of each acquired company – a stark contrast to Gokoshi. Rensetan

was a strong contender for a major client of BBB.

Lee Joon made a hasty judgment, believing that if the company were to face a crisis, it would be more advantageous for Rensetan to acquire it than for it to fall into Gokoshi's hands.

This was the only way to counter the vice-chairman's faction, backed by Gokoshi.

"Enjoying yourself?"

"Yes, who are you?"

"I'm Lee Joon, section chief of the second planning department."

"Huh? What's this?"

The Rensetan department store manager, his eyes bloodshot with desire, stared at the object Lee Joon was offering – something resembling a TV remote.

"Please press this switch first and see the girl's reaction."

"Hmm..."

After a knowing, lecherous smile, the head of Rensetan snatched the remote control and pressed the switch.

Yasuko let out a soft moan, her waist trembling slightly.

She gave Lee Joon a seductive glare, then continued her performance as if nothing had happened.

"I see." "

She has a remotely controlled vibrating massager installed there."

"Hehe..."

The head of Rensetan began to play with it like a child who had received a toy.

"Even when doing this kind of stretching exercise here... uh~ umm... it won't shift... it's so convenient and... oh!"

The vibration level suddenly increased to the strongest, and Yasuko on the runway rubbed her knees together awkwardly, her waist trembling uncontrollably, looking like she needed to go to the toilet.

Her breathing became rapid.

Moist eyes, a dazed expression.

"If you'd like, can we talk privately later? Of course, the girl will come along too--"

"Ah, okay."

The two smiled at each other, sharing a similar interest.

Lee Joon himself stepped onto the runway.

He was about to deliver the final blow.

"...Even if I twist...my body...um...there won't be any wrinkles...ooh...um...I'm sorry...um!"

Her buttocks throbbed with desire under the vibration of the vibrator, her vulva became incredibly sensitive, and her lower limbs flushed with lust.

The sensitive audience, of course, knew what was happening.

They all wore knowing, sinister smiles.

Lee Joon circled behind Yasuko, whose entire body reeked of arousal hormones.

"Next, I'll explain to you all. The elasticity of these panties can also exert its special power when worn, for example, when you pull them up forcefully like this..."

"...Ugh...Section Chief...No!"

Lee Joon grabbed the sides of the panties and pulled hard.

The shape of her vulva emerged from the panties, and looking back, the handle of the vibrator bulged as if it were about to pierce the fabric.

"Ugh!"

Her buttocks writhed and twisted in ecstasy, as if being penetrated from behind by a man.

Obscene fluid soaked her black panties.

"See, it won't ruin the curves of your buttocks. Because the fibers stretch and contract with movement, there won't be any problem with elasticity fatigue."

"Ugh...ah...ugh!"

The faint vibrations began to change.

The vibrator began to rotate inside her vagina.

"No...I'm going to cum!"

Yasuko's body arched back, trembling uncontrollably.

The internal exhibition

was a great success. Lee Joon felt he had hit the nail on the head.

As the saying goes, even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman, and those with such a fetish are even more easily lured in.

Although the target of the sexual harassment was merely shifted from Goetsu to Jinsetan, if this plan, though seemingly different, succeeded, Lee Joon could fulfill his promise to Yasuko.

Furthermore, it would also deal considerable damage to the vice-chairman's faction.

Although it would inevitably attract criticism for being autocratic, Lee Joon didn't care. If it failed, he could simply pack his bags and leave; he wouldn't suffer any loss.

"Section Chief...this should be alright, right..."

Fumi asked.

Her face flushed red like an apple, and her hands moved awkwardly.

"Not good enough, your wrists don't move naturally."

Lee Joon adopted a stern boss's expression.

The partition blocked the view of the other colleagues. This was a corner of the Second Department's office, a small space used for discussions.

"I... I still don't understand..." "

Everyone is a beginner at the beginning. You reap what you sow. You asked me to test the samples yourself, so don't look so sad."

Even when he was lost in thought and forgot about her presence, Lee Joon didn't show it at all. He was a professional in this area.

"Yes, yes."

Fumi closed her big, dark eyes and began to concentrate.

This was the underwear she had painstakingly conceived and finally prototyped. The inspiration came from her favorite sport, tennis. She noticed that the underskirt she wore over her underwear was damp during the game, so she decided to develop underwear that wouldn't get damp and hot.

She wanted to know if the actual test results were as expected, so she went to Lee Joon to discuss hiring a part-time worker, but...

she never expected things to turn out this way.

"Ah...this feels so strange."

"That's fine, it only makes sense if you're wet."

"B-but..."

"You seem unable to concentrate. In that case, let me help you!"

"N-no need...uh...if possible, it's best if the section chief isn't around."

"What nonsense are you talking about? If I don't check, who will check for you? Stop thinking about pointless things and hurry up and get yourself wet."

"Aww!"

Wet sounds echoed around.

Fumi continued her efforts, and the places her fingers touched began to feel warm, burning and stifling inside and out.

Her fingertips were slippery from the seeping fluid, which felt very comfortable.

A tingling sensation ran through her most sensitive spot.

Looking down, she saw that it was engorged with blood, bulging like a ruby.

Fumi couldn't help but cry.

"Section chief...this is so embarrassing."

"Then what do you usually do?"

"That's too much...I don't usually do that."

Lee Joon told Fumi to masturbate. He made her sit on the edge of the table, spread her legs as wide as possible, and caress her private parts with her hands.

Of course, the skirt and underwear had to be taken off.

Her lower body was completely naked.

Her boss believed the first step of the test was to wet the area before trying on the underwear.

She suggested using tap water, but her boss immediately objected.

The reason was that only natural bodily fluids were meaningful—a valid objection, though something felt off, but Fumi couldn't pinpoint what was wrong.

"Mmm…ah…mmm!"

A wave of pleasure washed over her.

It was both tingling and pleasurable.

Perhaps due to her profession, exposing her underwear in front of others didn't feel particularly shameful, but nudity was a different story, though perhaps it depended on the person—she couldn't say.

Although she was easy to get close to, perhaps because she attended an all-girls school, her understanding of sex wasn't deep.

That's why she wasn't used to masturbation.

Fumi gradually ignored her boss's staring gaze.

Her sexual desire began to surface.

"I feel...so hot."

"Where are you hot?"

"...Ugh! I can't say."

Her small face showed a confused expression of shame and lust, her rationality flickering like a short-circuited light bulb.

"Around the entrance?"

"Ah...maybe."

"It seems very wet."

"Y-yes...it already is."

"Don't stop. After you get your fingers wet with the nectar, try teasing the top. That should make it even wetter."

"Ahhh...really...ahhh!"

Fumi indeed stimulated her clitoris with her fingertips covered in nectar, and her upper body arched backward, the angle of her legs widening with the force, revealing a dazzling pink vulva.

The overflowing nectar made her vulva glisten with a moist sheen.

"I think it's okay?"

"No, no...I can't stop...it feels so good...wooo, wooo!"

Fumi's fingertips continued to tease her cute labia, and her erect clitoris had emerged, becoming a fleshy red bulge.

The opening was wide open, a sight that seemed to yearn for a man's genitals, but the entrance was extremely narrow, making it obvious without verification that she was a virgin.

"Go if you want to."

"Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah, ahhhhhh!"

The fingers moved more and more intensely.

Her knees rose and fell as if enduring her own teasing, but from below, it was clear that fluid was overflowing from the opening between her buttocks.

"Ugh...ahhh!"

Her toes convulsed incessantly.

"...Ugh..."

A moan of orgasm escaped from her cherry-

like lips. Her hands were clenched between her legs as if releasing a flood, convulsing silently, before her stiff body finally found release, her exhausted limbs sprawling out.

Lee Joon nodded calmly.

"Okay, try it on the sample."

"Ugh...yes."

Fumi's eyes were red, her lips moving as she adjusted her breathing and obeyed the order.

She trembled as she slipped her feet into the underwear she had failed to put in so many times, the afterglow still lingering, her waist still weak.

After finally getting up, a look of embarrassment crossed her face.

"I feel like I'm leaking urine, it's very uncomfortable."

"Looks like it failed."

Lee Joon asserted.

"...Ugh ugh ugh ugh!"

Fumi had been his subordinate for two and a half months.

Their relationship had finally progressed to this point.

Due to her lack of self-awareness, her previous attempts at sexual harassment had all failed.

Lee Joon was filled with mixed emotions.

But then again, to be sexually harassed to this extent and still not be aware of it—rather than being discouraging, it was more like she had the composure of a general, something Lee Joon could only admire from afar.

This was already a talent.

Recently, for some reason, Fumi seemed to have readily accepted her superior's sexual interference.

No, he didn't have time to worry about this, there were more important things to do.

Because the board meeting was just around the corner.

"How's it going? Have we caught the mouse?"

"Ah, Chief Lee... almost locked on."

Lee Joon entered the office late at night, peering over Misa's shoulder at the screen, his hand habitually touching her ample breasts.

A flicker of color crossed Misa's eyes, but her expression remained unchanged.

She was used to it.

"Is this the surveillance system using the expensive processor?"

"Yes, thanks to it, we can monitor the circuits undetected. Furthermore, because it operates completely independently, we can monitor all circuits without involving the server... catching the clever mouse." "

That's the key point."

The two whispered.

Lee Joon applied for overtime at the company, while Misa continued to sneak in, bypassing the security system. After being forced out of the technical development department, this place had become her forbidden territory.

A soft electronic voice rang out.

"Fantastic!"

Misa's expression sparkled, her voice filled with excitement.

"What's wrong?" "

Intrusion route successfully detected. Now, the terminal used by the culprit, the user's identity..."

"Who is it?"

The busty OL's face froze.

"...Liar...No way, I don't believe it."

"Quickly, who is it?" "

The terminal belongs to the Planning Management Office of the Planning Department. The most recent intrusion happened an hour ago yesterday morning at 2:30, and the person who unlocked it was..."

"Wu Jing?"

"How...do you know?"

"It's intuition, continue."

"Yes, yes...Section Chief Wu Jing uses an access password with a security level of AAA, which ordinary scanners cannot track."

"Is it a special password that only directors and supervisors have? I see. However, it certainly doesn't belong to Wu Jing. Which director or supervisor owns it?"

"The identification code is AAA25X, and the ownership belongs to...the Vice Chairman."

Misa turned to look at Lee Joon, her face blank.

"What happened?"

She showed an incredulous expression. This was understandable; although she had been expelled from the sect, she had been sent by the Vice Chairman not long ago.

"That's how it is. As long as it's AAA level, can it access all the company's internal data?"

"Y-in principle, that's true."

"If you want to see the data, you can just access it normally, but he accessed it illegally..."

"Does that mean he doesn't want to leave any login traces?"

"Correct answer. Can we use this machine to investigate Wu Jing's bank account while we're at it?"

"As long as you have the administrator-level password, you can go anywhere."

"Use mine! The password is 66azp35153201. I want you to record every single large remittance in that guy's account except for BBB." "

...Why?"

Misa asked as she typed in the password.

"Because he sold confidential information at a high price. But that's just the tip of the iceberg. As far as I know, the vice chairman's faction conspired with Wu Jing to conduct M&A, and the chairman was kept in the dark."

"So, the technology we developed was used by them as trading material? Top-secret information was just handed over like that? How could this happen... how could such a thing!"

"It's despicable, isn't it? Outrageous, isn't it? Okay, are you going to protect Wu Jing and continue to aid and abet evil? Or are you going to report them for the sake of BBB? You still have a choice."

Lee Joon didn't force her to join the chairman's faction.

She loved BBB's products and technology more than anyone else, but that didn't mean she was loyal to the company.

"I'm going to report them."

Misa's voice was unwavering.

She quickly recovered from the blow, her eyes burning with rage, like a tigress who had lost her cubs.

The data displayed on the screen seemed to strengthen her resolve.

Lee Joon was very satisfied.

The Misa of today no longer acted out of guilt, but was genuinely willing to help him.

"Record complete."

She stood up, gazing intently at Lee Joon, then whispered in a hoarse voice,

"Section Chief...can you hug me?"

With that, Misa shyly but without hesitation removed her clothes.

"Misa..."

Lee Joon noticed the newly designed bra and panties.

He suddenly understood.

"This is the last product we planned to develop together...I thought it had been halted after the last conflict." "

I made a sample." "

Oh..."

"Don't you like it?"

"No, I like it very much."

"Ah..."

Lee Joon reached out and grasped her breasts, and Misa gasped softly at the sudden action.

Her volleyball-sized breasts couldn't be held in one hand; even her wrist seemed to be needed. Her breasts were incredibly soft and had just the right amount of elasticity.

Lee Joon pulled Misa close and kissed her.

Her lips were delicate, lovely, and small.

Lee Joon forced his tongue inside, and Misa's shoulders stiffened in surprise. Lee Joon ignored her, his tongue beginning to ravage her mouth.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm."

Her tongue also began to tremble as it intertwined with Lee Joon's, their saliva mixing, both exhaling sweet breaths.

After a passionate kiss, a thread of saliva trailed between their parted lips.

Misa was intoxicated by the kiss.

Lee Joon took off her glasses and placed them on the table.

"It's a shame to hide them."

"Because...men are too troublesome...I want to focus entirely on my work."

"So that's why you wear those old-fashioned glasses? But tonight they're a bit of a hindrance."

Lee Joon whispered, licking Misa's flushed ear, his hand then pulling down her bra strap.

"This is a hindrance too."

Her heavy breasts began to roll, revealing unseen, snow-white skin, as delicate as a teenage girl's.

Lee Joon cupped them in his hands as if to weigh them, his tongue immediately pressing against them.

"Ugh...ugh...ugh!"

The broad surface couldn't be licked all at once, so Lee Joon licked it haphazardly like a dog until the smooth skin was covered in saliva.

Lee Joon gently bit down with his teeth. The spherical fat bulged with tension. Lee Joon then sucked deeply.

"Ah...ah!"

Misa silently endured Lee Joon's obsession with her breasts, enjoying his caresses with ecstasy.

Kiss marks spread like cherry blossom petals.

Lee Joon's lips began to move towards the tips.

The nipples rose automatically without stimulation, the mammary glands clearly visible.

Lee Joon's tongue began to curl around the nipples, sucking, rotating, and clamping them with his lips, while he kneaded the other breast with his fingers.

"Ugh, ugh...ah!"

The nipples obediently hardened, looking taut as if about to burst open.

"Can I play with my penis with your proud breasts?"

"Y-yes."

Misa's hands trembled as she unbuckled Lee Joon's belt. After several failed attempts, she finally managed to take off his trousers, then covered her eyes with her hands.

A swollen, dark red glans peeked out from the men's bikini bottoms, proof of an erection.

"This shouldn't be your first time seeing this, right? Squat down and take a good look, then quickly rub it between your breasts."

"...Okay..."

"If you're not familiar with it, then learn properly. Maybe BBBB will release men's products in the future, so take this opportunity to experience it firsthand."

Misa knelt down, swallowed, and pulled off the men's underwear. The fierce penis, as if it had been waiting for a long time, impatiently pushed towards her throat.

Tosa awkwardly cupped her breasts and pulled the penis into her cleavage.

"It's so hot!"

"It's hard, isn't it? This is very troublesome because if you wear underwear, you have to move it to one side, understand? Remember its shape."

"So powerful...so hard...it's burning hot!"

Misa whispered earnestly, shaking her breasts to feel the object between her breasts.

"Now that you know the shape, it's about function. Rub it up and down while holding it."

"...Yes."

For Lee Joon, this was an incredibly blissful moment. The haughty Misa was kneeling before him, performing oral sex on him.

An exciting sense of conquest.

Misa rhythmically swayed her upper body, teasing his penis. Lee Joon felt the pleasure of skin rubbing against the mucous membrane of his penis, and the trembling of her erect nipples against his abdomen also brought him great pleasure.

The more he looked at Misa's breasts, the more beautiful they became. Looking down at them, he could appreciate their enormous size even more.

The waves of her breasts had completely engulfed Lee Joon's penis, the red and black tip sometimes floating on the surface, sweat seeping from her skin. Whenever she used the elasticity of her knees to rub up and down, the surface of her fat would ripple. It was truly a powerful act of breast sex. Perhaps even more pleasurable than regular intercourse.

"I can feel...it pulsating inside...ah...a hard object in my breasts...thrusting in!"

Misa's voice was filled with ecstasy. She began to revel in her own lewd behavior.

"Does it feel good?"

"Mmm, your breasts are amazing."

"Thank you..."

Misa's expression turned joyful.

Her movements became increasingly skillful; as expected of a tech-savvy person with a science and engineering background, her comprehension was strong. She quickly grasped Lee Joon's sensitive spots and began to manipulate them delicately and vigorously.

"Ugh!"

Lee Joon groaned at this sweet mistake.

At this rate, it seemed he would ejaculate before even reaching the vital parts; he had to change his strategy.

"That's enough."

"But, but..."

"You sit on that big table, this time it's my turn to make you feel good."

Misa, who was eager to learn about breast sex, finally nodded upon hearing this and reluctantly released Lee Joon.

"Like this...?"

Misa's breathing quickened with excitement, and she automatically assumed a bold posture, her desire seemingly already ignited.

Having little contact with men, she was probably determined to reach orgasm this time.

Misa sat on the table with her legs spread apart, looking like an AV actress in a pornographic film, but her face was turned to one side, as if she still had a little shame.

Lee Joon ripped off her panties in one swift motion.

"Ah!"

Stimulated by the breast play, juices overflowed from her opening, creating a watery scene. Her pubic hair was thick and black, and her vulva was in a state of arousal.

Misa covered her legs with her hands, seemingly not wanting anyone to see.

Lee Joon spread her knees and thrust his waist inside.

"Do you want me to go in?"

"I..."

"You want it, don't you?"

"Ah..."

"Yes? Or no?"

"Section Chief..."

"Don't you want to taste what it's like to have this thing inserted into you? Don't you want something thick and hard? Don't you want me to thrust deep inside and stir it?"

Under Lee Joon's sweet-talking onslaught, Misa slowly removed her hands from between her legs.

The busty OL's eyes were dazed and moist.

"I, I want..."

"Say it yourself." "

Please, Section Chief...insert it inside."

"My what?"

After hesitating for a moment, Misa seemed to burst forth with desire, her cherry lips finally uttering words of passion.

"I want you... to put your penis... inside... to stir and thrust... violate me... conquer... conquer my vagina..."

Long-suppressed lust erupted. Unspeakable fantasies surged forth like a tidal wave.

Stubborn reason was instantly liberated.

Lee Joon thrust in without hesitation.

"Ahhhhh!"

With a soft thud, her labia, glistening with love juice, immediately enveloped his penis, her vagina writhing with pleasure.

At this moment, the two became greedy beasts.

Lee Joon thrust wildly, and Misa trembled under his relentless stimulation. The room echoed with obscene "sizzling" sounds—the sounds of labia being turned and teased. Flesh collided with flesh, producing intense moans.

As Lee Joon thrust, he also kneaded Misa's undeniable breasts, which deformed like rice cakes under his constant twisting and squeezing.

"Ahhh, ahhhh... pinch it... harder!"

Misa couldn't help but scream when her nipples were pinched.

After Li Zhun pulled hard, as if milking a cow, Misa immediately exuded a strong, pheromone-laden sweat. This was the scent that aroused males, turning them into sex machines.

With each rhythmic thrust of Li Zhun's hips, Misa's lewd lumps of fat jiggled wildly, glistening with sweat. Except for the nipples, her breasts were deformed.

"So good, so good...it drives me crazy...let me go crazy!"

Misa arched back desperately, her legs convulsing like a frog, her abdomen beginning to rotate lasciviously.

The meticulous female technician instantly transformed into a bitch in heat.

Li Zhun recklessly accelerated forward.

"Ahhh, ahhh, ohhh, ohhh!"

Misa was tormented by the ecstasy, twisting her body to deepen the union, clinging to Li Zhun's neck, her hands frantically scratching his hair.

Her genitals were already soaked, her juices dripping onto the table, her buttocks spreading them, making her hips sway even more.

"You're amazing, Misa."

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Misa couldn't hear Lee Joon's voice anymore.

She kept panting, all her nerves focused on the intercourse, her black hair disheveled, her waist fully stimulated, waves of pleasure overwhelmed her reason, she trembled as she rubbed her clitoris against Lee Joon.

The office was filled with a strong sexual smell.

"No, no, no, I'm going to, I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum..."

Lee Joon was also about to cum.

The intense contraction of her vagina caused a throbbing pain at the base of his penis, the semen was full, and the next step was to stimulate the prostate to ejaculate from the urethra.

"Ugh... I'm going to cum too!"

"Cum, cum, ah, ah, ah, ah ah ah ah ah!"

Misa cried out in the spasms of orgasm.

Lee Joon also released with the contraction of his vagina. He swayed his waist wildly as he ejaculated, then pulled his penis out forcefully, shooting the remaining semen onto Misa's flat abdomen.

The spray even reached her large breasts.

The day before the board meeting, the time bomb that Yoona had set finally exploded.

Magazine ads, TV programs, billboards along JR and private railway lines—all these advertisements were for products developed by Planning Department 2.

Department 1's products were nowhere to be seen.

Yoona skillfully used her abilities and connections to pull off this switcheroo.

This was undoubtedly a major blow to Wu Jing.

"The most poisonous heart is a woman's..."

Lee Joon muttered to himself, feigning indifference after hearing the news from Fumi in the Planning Department 2 office, but inwardly he was terrified.

This showed that elite talents forced to leave the company, in a state of utter despair, might do something extraordinary. He could almost see Wu Jing's bewildered face before him.

"Terrible, terrifying. It was the right decision not to make an enemy of her,"

Lee Joon chuckled.

Fumi tilted her head, staring at him with an incredulous expression.

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