Another day rolls by, just like any other.
Among the paperwork piled up at Misono Mika’s desk, I sort out the simple matters that just need a stamp. I gather the items that require separate confirmation, feedback, and final approval to report—this has become my daily routine ever since I joined T-party.
Today, though, since I’ve been summoned to the Justice Realization Department, it’s going to be a bit much to work alongside her…
Anyway. Compared to the days when it felt like my life was just a dried-up husk, this routine is like a wheel smoothly spinning, and yet, strangely, it feels more fulfilling and happy. Maybe it’s simply because I feel I’m being of help to Mika-senpai.
There are quite a few people quietly jealous of me for being assigned directly to her as a hostess’s attendant right after joining T-party, but what can you do?
The world is inherently unfair, after all, and I’ve long decided to dedicate the abilities that many crave within this den of vipers to Mika-senpai.
It might seem like an excessive amount of authority given to a mere attendant or secretary… but who knows?
Whew.
Just thinking about Mika-senpai with those lidded eyes wrestling with paperwork makes me smile unexpectedly.
If only I had been quicker on the uptake, I could have relieved her of more of her burdens.
And perhaps then I could have looked forward to a slightly more special birthday gift? Suddenly feeling an ache of regret. If only I could receive Mika-senpai’s quill, my work efficiency would skyrocket…
Ah, I’m already at Mika-senpai’s office. But what’s this sound…? It vaguely seems to be… a hymn.
That’s unexpected. Mika-senpai seems less interested in theology than I thought.
Knock, knock, knock.
“Mika-senpai, may I come in?”
I lightly knock, just out of courtesy, and turn the doorknob. After all, Mika-senpai usually tells me to just come in immediately.
But for some reason, there’s no reply. Is the hymn too loud for her to hear me?
Just in case, I decide to wait a bit. If there’s still no response, I’ll knock again and have to walk in…
Ha, Urawa Hanako! Wait just a moment!
Hmm…?
That’s strange. There’s a voice that’s completely devoid of the usual calm I feel from her…
“Yeeees~.”
I answered for now, but I can’t help but feel a bit worried if something’s happened to Mika-senpai.
Putting aside such worries, I forcefully push out the naughty imagination of Mika-senpai having a fun time all alone.
I must maintain a perfectly flawless image in front of my senpai as a completely trustworthy, capable secretary. For that, mind control is key.
By now, it’s become a habit; if I don’t actively remind myself, I start to pull little pranks without realizing it.
Anyway, it’s quiet. Hmm. I guess it should be fine to go in, right?
“If you’re ready, I’ll be coming in now, senpai~.”
This time, I properly turn the doorknob and swing the door wide open. And,
“Ha, Hanako-chan…”
Oh my goodness, divine being of origins.
“…”
It’s so incredibly mesmerizing. Noble, sublime, yet somehow strangely seductive… it feels like the temptation of a serpent inviting me to take a bite of the forbidden fruit…
Her eyes, once closed, now shine with clarity.
But that slightly blurry look from earlier is engraved in my mind…
Her flushed face, leaning forward and pressing against the desk with that sinful shape of her chest… even the drool visible sliding down from her lips…
Could she have been dozing off while seated?
As far as her red face goes, it certainly seems that way.
When I pointed out the drool at the corner of her mouth, she hurriedly pulled out a tissue to wipe it.
Ah, it was weirdly exhilarating… I should have kept my mouth shut and just enjoyed the view.
I set the stack of paperwork down in front of her, taking out a dozen sheets from the top.
“Hmm… it’s the first time I’ve seen you listen to a hymn.”
I truly didn’t expect her to be playing hymns… I’m not sure why, but given how diligently she visits the cathedral even amidst her busy schedule, it’s not too surprising.
“First off, let me report today’s additional tasks. The papers I placed in front of you have the damages caused by the April Fool’s prank tallied up…”
“…Huh.”
Hmm?
“Mika-senpai…?”
Mika-senpai twitches her body, releasing a strangely suggestive sweet sound. With her head tilted down, she had her eyes squeezed shut…
Ah… suppressing lewd words is torture. No matter what, I can’t speak those words in front of my respected senpai, so I do my best to hold them back.
“Ah, ummm…. I-It’s nothing to worry about, you don’t have to… today, the pain is a bit intense…”
Ahh…? So, it’s that time of the month. I can somewhat understand. Menstrual cramps can vary quite a bit from person to person.
Yet, thinking of my strong Mika-senpai being this vulnerable feels a bit naughty… Hehe.
I bet Mika-senpai is usually the dominant type. Maybe, when she’s normally playing with her partner, just once someone pokes at her weakness, she loses control and ends up defensive… Ah, just imagining it is enough to make me soak my lower half.
Putting aside that lewd imagination, what’s important now is that Mika-senpai is suffering from menstrual cramps… so I should aim to score some points by being considerate of her.
“…Ah. You must be having a rough time. Have you taken any painkillers? If you need, I can bring you a warm towel.”
“Ahaha… I took the painkillers, but… it keeps happening… maybe I’ll have to head home early today…”
Hmm, as I listen closely… it definitely doesn’t sound like something that would be expected from menstrual pain…?
I find myself puzzled and take another look at Mika-senpai.
Strangely enough, not a single bead of sweat could be seen on that disheveled face, and her shoulders seemed to struggle to stay still.
Those rapidly fluttering eyelids and the cloudy gaze were like nothing I’d seen before…
And most notably, she’s pulled her chair much closer than I remember.
Now that I think about it, today she did have a meeting scheduled with a secretary from the Millennium Seminar… that person, judging from Mika-senpai’s Momotalk profile picture I glimpsed last time, was definitely one of Mika-senpai’s lovers.
…Could that person still not have left?
The moment that thought crossed my mind, my imagination ran wild.
Crouched or kneeling under that desk… the image of a white-haired secretary enthusiastically burying her face deep between Mika-senpai’s thighs, fervently flicking her tongue.
Meanwhile unable to suppress her own desires, using one hand to believe that this hymn could cover up the immorality, fulfilling her own lust…
Ah. It’s so incredibly lustful.
After that, I would feign concern for her, checking her forehead and muttering about fevers.
Outwardly, I’d appear as that caring person, but…
Inside, I was imagining someone’s body slipping into Mika-senpai’s clothing under the desk, making it hard to keep my mouth properly shut.
Hmm.
Staying here and wallowing wouldn’t do anything but make senpai uncomfortable. Yes, clearly.
Though I secretly wished to capture this delicate scene she’s showing me, ultimately…
I am Mika-senpai’s diligent, kind, and perfect underclassman.
So… I’ll be taking my leave now, senpai.
“Oh, and Mika-senpai…”
“Hmm…?”
“I really like you, senpai. From the bottom of my heart…”
“…Huh? Th-That, um?!”
Of course, today is April 1st. A day where it’s permissible to say whatever, wrapping it up as an April Fool’s prank.
Leveraging that, I decided to subtly reveal my feelings.
Doing this will surely make senpai conscious of my existence and feelings every time she senses my dedication.
When the time is right… that’s when I’ll confess my unwavering affection. If she rejects me, it might sting a bit…
But I think I can still stay as Mika-senpai’s personal secretary, so it’s alright. Yes, probably.
“Interesting expression… Hehe. Just a typical April Fool’s prank, after all. Do take care… and I’ll see you tomorrow, senpai.”
“Ah, ahaha… Ugh, yeah. Good job, Hanako-chan. See you tomorrow…”
Hmm. Playing the hymn was indeed a wise choice, senpai.
Leaving behind Mika-senpai, who possesses a much bolder disposition than I expected, I exit her office. The place I’m heading to next is the break room.
Fortunately, locking the door to the empty break room, I settle down in a suitable spot.
As I lift my clothes, the damp, pink panties come into view. My contemplation ended quickly when I noticed the big stain.
A slight lapse… yes, I’ll chalk this up to a momentary slip! Let’s agree on that.
Hehe… it feels a bit thrilling.
*
Later, I found out that the secretary from the Millennium Seminar didn’t leave until an hour and a half after my visit.
Moreover, Nagisa-senpai seemed flustered upon learning that Mika-senpai was suffering from menstrual cramps.
Ah, I knew it.
Mika-senpai… today, this shall remain a special secret for you.
Yes. I am your faithful underclassman, for you, by you, and only for you… ♡
