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Mr. P is the newest employee with the least experience in the maintenance department. His 49 years of work experience is not enough in the eyes of any system employee.
But the profound and extensive content of his qualifications would put every system employee to shame.
For example, in his 22nd year of employment, he was forced by his boss to hand over his keys at the door of his dormitory.
At that time, his dormitory had not yet introduced fingerprint locks, so the key lingered in the keyhole for a long time.
Boss: "Open the door, Xiao P."
…actually a delaying action, of course.
Who would want their boss to live in their dormitory?
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"Why, is there something shameful in your dormitory?"
The boss behind me said in an increasingly terrifying tone, "Open the door, Xiao P."
Mr. P had a premonition that if the door was not opened in ten seconds, his vital organs would be exposed.
...I already had an accident at work today, and I really don’t want to have another one after get off work.
At that time, Mr. P had not yet reached a tacit agreement with his boss on "only one accident per day, no more than allowed", so he felt a little pressured facing his boss who was hanging on his back.
Oh, this isn’t some kind of “I was so close that my hair bumped into you” kind of psychological pressure.
This is because the boss slept on the sofa for a whole week and was so poor that he couldn't even pay the water and electricity bills for the dormitory.
At that time, Miss M hadn't taken a shower for a week.
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...and at that time the subsystem also adjusted the world background to summer.
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So Ms. M was hanging on Mr. P's back all the way to threaten him. She didn't need to take out any weapons at all. "Hanging on the subordinate's back and staying close to him" itself was coercion.
Biological weapons coercion.
Mr. P, who was followed by Miss M all the way back to the dormitory door, was under a lot of pressure. He had no distracting thoughts in his mind and was trying hard to suppress the urge to "push his boss into my bathtub to wash him up."
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So many years later, when Mr. P faced his boss's sudden change of mind in inviting him to post, he firmly refused three times.
Faced with all kinds of misunderstanding looks from his colleagues, he wanted to print out the words "We have a purely superior-subordinate relationship" in bold and stick it on his forehead before going to and from get off work.
Why on earth would there be such a terrible misunderstanding?
You know, long before the intimate contact, he had seen up close what the woman smelled like after not taking a shower for a week.
...Too familiar, too familiar in every sense of the word.
Being together for 49 years is not just talk.
The rotten smell of this psychopath M, the way he jumped into a pool of blood, the scene where he hacked and chopped at a pile of mosaics...
Mr. P has seen them all.
I've seen too much.
...If one day a warrior expresses his true love to Miss M...and Miss M doesn't get annoyed or go crazy...let that warrior successfully survive...
Mr. P thought that he would definitely be so moved that he would give all his salary to the couple, wishing them a happy marriage and a baby soon, and then watch them leave his life far away.
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But the reality is that the warrior does not exist, and M is the only one around him.
Moreover, M showed no mercy to him at all, and was even more focused when targeting him.
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...What else can we do?
Just make do with it, what else can you do?
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Mr. P, who has been working for 49 years, is already treating Ms. M like an ex-husband who has been divorced for many years but cannot separate due to work reasons.
I can't escape anyway. I don't really want to.
Let her do what she wants, as long as the boss is happy.
…But Mr. P, who has been working for 22 years, is still very naive.
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"Please give me a moment, Ms. M. This is not just a matter of opening the door. It requires additional psychological preparation."
At that time, facing the threat from behind, he had to explain: "Allowing my direct supervisor to enter my private space after get off work is a bit difficult even for me."
Miss M let out a long "Oh": "What? Is there a woman hiding in the bedroom?"
"……No."
"Is there a porn magazine under your pillow?"
"No."
"Is the floor covered in dirty paper balls?"
"No… Do you think I'm some adolescent who needs to vent?"
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"That's about it. Little P, a newcomer like you who only died 22 years ago is just a minor in my eyes. Don't be angry, kid~"
Mr. P: “…”
Mr. P hesitated for a moment and said, "Have you heard of the Minor Protection Act..."
Miss M immediately said, "Xiao P, a man of your stature has nothing to do with being underage."
"...You just called me a kid."
"Shut up, kid."
“…”
In contrast to her increasingly terrifying tone, Miss M swayed on his shoulders while speaking, with a mischievous expression on her face.
"There's not even a woman in the bedroom. Xiao P is just a kid. Well, if Xiao P had a woman, I definitely wouldn't have offered to stay in your dorm... Don't underestimate the mentally ill. Even the mentally ill have the consciousness to not disturb other people's love affairs."
Mr. P: “…”
In his 22nd year of employment, standing at the dormitory door, feeling his rotten boss kicking and shaking his feet on his shoulders, Mr. P felt an extremely strong impulse for the first time.
The urge to get out of being single.
—If I had a girlfriend—If I wasn't single—
You can get rid of your boss intruding into your private life!
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Mr. P's impulse reached its peak when his boss casually dragged him into a hotel with the excuse, "We're both single and adults, so it doesn't matter."
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However, 27 years later.
"Xiao P still hasn't got a girlfriend."
Coming out of the steamy bathroom, Miss M giggled and kicked her subordinate who was mopping the floor: "It's been so long—so long—and Little P still hasn't found a girlfriend. How pitiful."
Mr. P: "...Who is responsible for this... Don't you have any self-awareness at all?"
What woman in her right mind would date a man who lives with his boss of the opposite sex?
Miss M laughed even harder. She fell on the sofa, holding her stomach, and kicked her feet in the air under her bathrobe, as if Mr. P's words were a stand-up comedy.
Mr. P: “…”
Forget it, it's the brain circuit of a psychopath.
He doesn't understand. Nor does he want to understand.
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Mr. P turned around and brought a bath towel. He tugged at Miss M, who was grinning foolishly on the sofa, and motioned her to sit down.
Miss M hates the noise of the hair dryer and also hates blowing her hair, so every time after taking a shower, Mr. P has to pull her over and dry her dry bit by bit with a towel.
He even set up a warm air program in the dormitory. Every time he dried Miss M's hair, silent warm air would automatically pass through the towel to speed up the drying process.
Because Miss M doesn't like to be quietly fixed in one place, when she is pulled to brush her hair, she will move around to emphasize her presence.
After wiping his boss's hair for probably the thousandth time, only to have his boss move around and pull him into his arms and cuddle with him randomly... Mr. P has become numb.
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It's because his boss is always like this that he can't find a girlfriend.
Mingming always uses the excuse of "we are adults so it doesn't matter" to make demands on him at night, but she doesn't know how to maintain an adult distance outside of the night.
...However, after being dragged into the hotel by his boss, Mr. P had almost given up on the idea of "finding a partner".
Isn't it just that she is always pounced on and hugged in private time... Isn't it just that she still doesn't know how to keep a distance outside of nightlife... Except for kissing, the boss can do whatever he wants.
well.
After getting used to the dirty dealings of adults, he gradually entered a state of playing badly.
Because his resentful boss said this on the morning after their first meeting:
"Talking about feelings? Hahahaha... cough, what a new joke."
She was clearly smiling when she said this, but her eyes were dark and deep, and the way she put on her stockings with her back to him was extremely charming: "Little boy, I advise you to give up. Which girl wants to have a relationship with a man who has been used?"
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Mr. P was not very upset because he already knew what M would say.
He knew her too well, like an owner knows a cat he has raised all his life.
This happened on a whim, and everything else was done just for fun.
He was Miss M's [pleasure], nothing more.
This is terrible... This is extremely terrible...
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"You're talking like I'm some disposable tool. That's outrageous."
Miss M smiled sweetly: "Hey? Isn't it Little P?"
"No. I'm still human."
Passing by his boss who was still in a skirt, Mr. P took off his tie that was half hanging on the door handle.
"Besides, last night, it was you who used me. You were the only one who used me. 'Used' is only relative to other girls... To you, I'm clean, right?"
He turned around and stated, "If you are willing to take responsibility, I can still be a clean man."
M paused in putting on her skirt, then sat on the bed and looked up at him.
Her fingers scratched the bed sheet, and the air seemed to be anxious for a moment.
"...responsible? Does Little P want me to be responsible...want to have a, ahem, relationship with me?"
P's blue eyes always look so harmless and pure, even at this point in time, the conversation between them is extremely ambiguous.
Every time M looked over there, he would have the illusion that he was seeing a shallow sea.
"Of course not."
…No matter how she swung her knife, no matter how she acted foolishly, Asami would not change at all.
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"You asked for pure sex. Then this is pure sex. As your subordinate, I am used by you to provide you with pleasure, that's all."
Mr. P nodded, turned the doorknob, and smiled as usual: "Well, I'll be leaving now. I hope you won't be late this morning."
Even if you dump the blood into the sea, nothing will change.
Blood cannot dye the sea in his eyes red.
Gentle to the extreme...
Indifference to the extreme.
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"Xiao P is so mean."
M thought about it, gave up getting dressed, and fell back onto the pillow.
The ambiguous atmosphere still floats in the air.
Of course, ambiguity has nothing to do with them.
The boss gives orders and the subordinates carry them out, that's all.
...What a nasty subordinate.
Extremely evil... and... so cute...
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"So adorable, little crazy guy."
Mr. P walked through the corridor in a good mood and caught a glimpse of the wall clock out of the corner of his eye.
8:05 in the morning.
Personal time is over and it’s twenty-five minutes until work starts.
...What kind of breakfast should I prepare to feed my boss today?
The author has something to say: Mr. P is a child who provides fun to Miss M.
Miss M is the cat that Mr. P raised willingly.
——But don’t get me wrong, we are still just superiors and subordinates.
[A wicked, extremely wicked, yet incredibly cute little lunatic.]
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