-1-

Getting a man to dress as a woman always seems to be more difficult than getting a woman to dress as a man.

This is also the reason why Miss M agreed to her subordinate's outrageous "Please marry me" invitation.

To be honest, Miss M was more shocked by the fact that her subordinate wanted to wear a skirt when going out on business than by the fact that her subordinate invited her to marry him.

Perhaps it was because she subconsciously wouldn't associate a weirdo like Xiao P with something like a "wedding invitation." She felt like someone like Xiao P simply had nothing to do with keywords like "wedding" or "bride." A person who treated her nightlife with her boss as a complete "transaction," who tolerated her boss living in her dorm for years, and who, upon seeing her boss naked for the first time, remained as calm as if he were seeing discounted eggs at the supermarket...

It's hard to believe he's involved in any meaningful "commitment between men and women."

If Ms. M were to truly associate her subordinates with the word "marriage," it would definitely be "the subordinates were invited to be pastors at a wedding."

-2-

She would rather believe that her subordinate would be the guy who wears a stiff robe and says, "I officially declare you husband and wife" than the guy who wears a black suit and stands at the end of the red carpet.

Just as she had never imagined herself falling in love in the past, the idea that her subordinates would get married was like a fantasy.

And Miss M has a hunch: a woman who can make her subordinates willing to make promises, talk about feelings, and enter into marriage—

-3-

Either he is a patient in a mental hospital or a lunatic in prison.

So, to round it off, he couldn't possibly be involved in "marriage".

-4-

So, when Mr. P threw down his pen and calmly and gently asked her if she was willing to "marry" him——

Miss M's first thought was that he was trying to trick her.

Miss M's second thought was, does he want to wear a wedding dress?

-5-

Miss M has been coveting Mr. P's women's clothing for a long time, and it can be traced back to the autumn of a certain year. She wanted to paint her toenails with beautiful silver manicure, and then she stepped on the knee of her subordinate to threaten him to paint it for her.

She had planned a surprise for that day: if his painting wasn't good enough, she would puncture his trachea with a nail file—and then use glitter and sequins to paint twinkle twinkle little stars on his face as he waited for resurrection, humming a song.

She loves glitter and sequins, and she loves her underlings, so of course she'd love a combination of the two.

But Mr. P unexpectedly drew very well.

...it was so good that after it was applied, Miss M stared at her perfect silver manicure in a daze, forgetting the surprise she had prepared and ignoring that the manicurist she had temporarily recruited was still pinching her feet.

-6-

The longer she was stunned, the longer the other person pinched her.

-7-

...When the boss came to his senses, retracted his foot and took out the knife, the subordinate called it an additional foot massage service.

-8-

"...Your shampooing technique is just average, I didn't know you had a talent for nail art."

"I'm just acquiring the necessary skills as a subordinate, Ms. M."

"A guy who can do both shampooing and manicures generally has nothing to do with 'male hormones'."

"Don't worry, Ms. M. I'm a ghost. I don't need male hormones. My work won't be affected by these low-level hormones."

“…”

-9-

So Miss M began to notice that there was always something very "feminine" about him.

For example, she's incredibly clean, meticulously choosing the scent of her laundry detergent and shampoo, and when asked to help someone match a miniskirt, she'll carefully scan the stockings instead of looking at their legs. She'll even wait in line for three hours just to get a limited-edition ice cream with a strange flavor...

Not to mention that he took it for granted to handle all the trivial matters in her dormitory life, from changing the tablecloth to accompanying her to choose the ceiling light, as if he was a robot with the "housewife" function set up.

Miss M never systematically discussed with him "who should do this housework", but he just did all the housework naturally, even though he was still clumsy when cooking.

He was so meticulous in his work, far surpassing her.

——So Miss M began to seize this opportunity to taunt him, thinking that she had found a new weapon that could break his defense.

-10-

However, Ms. M discovered that no matter how she mocked the other person's weakness and failure as a "man" through her aura, strength, personality, hobbies, or skills...

She would only receive unimpressive acknowledgment.

"Yes, I'm not good at it." "Yes, I'm weak." "Yes, I care that the style of your stockings exceeds your thighs. Aren't the fishnet stockings a bit too flashy?" "Yes, I'm a bad man. Can you please let me go to bed now? I have to get up early tomorrow morning."

Miss M was very keenly aware that Mr. P basically didn't care about "gender".

He doesn't care what is said about men or women, he only expresses his most honest thoughts.

It was as if he had never used "gender" to define himself in his past life as a living being.

-11-

Ms. M has a special status. When she looks down at other employees, she can always see clearly the "self-definition" that is vaguely visible in them.

This is something that humans living in society inevitably have, such as "I am a man, so I cannot reveal my weakness to others" or "I am a woman, so I must cleverly hide my overly hard areas" -

This phenomenon is perfectly normal, unrelated to right or wrong; it's simply a natural consequence of human society. M saw this clearly, especially in his sister's case.

After all, human society consists of only men and women, two different groups that together constitute the civilization of this race by performing different jobs. "Self-definition" is an inevitable habit of human beings.

-12-

Be it gender, goals, or dreams, humans always have a "customized" view of themselves.

But Mr. P is different. His disregard for gender is by no means some kind of gentlemanly "respect"—

It's "unconscious".

His self-definition is not about gender, it is not about deliberate rebellion, nor is it a dream of freedom.

P's entire definition of himself seems to be just "the boss's subordinate."

-13-

Because you are my boss, please protect me, have mercy on me, and drive away all powerful and evil things for me.

Because I am your subordinate, I will take care of you, assist you, and prepare everything I can for you.

-14-

——All his actions can be explained by this self-definition, and it is this definition that he always emphasizes on his lips every day——What a wholeheartedly loyal subordinate, all his colleagues think so——

But Miss M doesn't think so.

When a soul that should have been "human" abandons all self-definition in human society, ignoring "male and female," "beauty and ugliness," "goals and dreams," and only defines itself as "a madman's subordinate"...

Does he really know who he is? Does he really not know that defining himself in this way will destroy himself?

-15-

A human being cannot exist around just one individual. Humans are extremely complex social animals.

Only dogs will revolve around their owners and regard their owners as the only thing in their world - that's because dogs' survival needs are too simple, pitifully simple.

...But M could neither see any sign of him giving up himself - this guy was so selfish when he rejected her - nor could she see how he could be related to "innocence".

-16-

He had tricked her into wanting to kiss past moments hundreds of times, and he was such a fool.

-17-

M didn't believe that she would really want to kiss someone from the bottom of her heart. If she had the urge to get close to someone, she must have been deceived by the other person.

She didn't care about the kiss.

So, if she wanted to kiss him, he must have lied to her.

-18-

He doesn't lie, but "seduction" is the worst kind of deception.

——M does not accept any rebuttal.

-19-

She then began to dig deeper into him.

However, after being unreasonable, getting worse, and being targeted in all directions...

Miss M unexpectedly discovered that Mr. P was extremely averse to wearing skirts.

He doesn't care about gender, but he cares a lot about "wearing a skirt". He cares so much that if she teases him with "How about wearing a maid outfit tonight to do it to me", he will not talk to her in private for a whole week.

-20-

So Miss M began to look forward to him wearing a skirt.

...Xiao P is extremely disgusted with wearing skirts. Xiao P would never wear a skirt. To round it off, Xiao P will definitely be upset if she wears a skirt!

-twenty one-

As a result, we all know that Miss M, whose mind was occupied by "Little P women's clothing", came to the FN799 world wearing a suit and cat ears without thinking too much. She did not notice his eyes sticking to her tail at all, but paid close attention to "Little P in a skirt".

But the latter, well, how should I put it...

"Hello, sir. Would you be willing to chat?"

"Haha...that's really interesting...you talk so interestingly."

"Oh my god. How do you know so much?"

——Not far away, Mr. Black Cat crossed his arms and looked coldly at the petite and lovely Border Collie as she maneuvered among three male orcs.

-twenty two-

In less than ten minutes, "she" had successfully lured them all under her tail with her considerate and touching gestures and beautiful, soft blue eyes.

The three powerful male beastmen seemed to have turned into drooling pugs - they scrambled to follow her out of the concert, and three minutes later, the beautiful blonde female beast came back briskly -

A dog alone, walking back to M.

"The cooperation mission of the Love Maintenance Department has been completed, Ms. M."

The subordinate said respectfully, "The rest of this will be the work of the Terror Maintenance Department. I will be by your side throughout the entire process to provide assistance."

Ms. M: “…”

-twenty three-

It’s really fast.

It takes ten minutes to seduce three males and three minutes to pack them up and throw them away.

She hadn't even finished her glass of wine, and he was already forming a harem, right?

Mr. Black Cat slammed the glass in his hand onto the table, his tone colder than the ice in the wine: "I didn't expect you to be so comfortable in a skirt."

She had guessed that he might be a seductive person, but she had never imagined he was this good at it.

...It's not a human being, it's an animal!

Besides, it was another animal! Not her!

-twenty four-

"Of course."

Miss Bian Mu said gently and frankly, "Because I work with the cutest and most charming girl I know, of course I can imitate the most charming girl perfectly. She is the one who deserves men to be around. Ten minutes is already very slow. I should be able to charm them at first sight."

“…”

Mr. Black Cat cleared his throat and picked up the glass again.

-25-

"...Okay, let's not do this again. I'll use this ability for real things. I want a raspberry-colored cocktail umbrella. Go get it for me."

"Okay, Miss M."

"Also, remember, you are my wife tonight. Don't smile at other males or females. It's not proper."

"Okay, Miss M."