Harada Yukie leaned against the door frame.
The bodycon dress she was wearing slid down from top to bottom and then flipped up from bottom to top, gathering at her delicate waist, exposing a vast expanse of snow-white skin.
As delicate as mutton fat jade, glistening sweat beads clung to her tender skin, emitting an enchanting sweet fragrance.
Haruka Yuzan gasped heavily.
One hand supported the beautiful leg that was hooked around his waist to prevent Harada Yukie from slipping down.
The other hand grasped her voluptuous buttocks, his fingers sinking deep to make their union even tighter.
"Sister Yukixi, relax a bit, I can hardly bear it..."
Haruka Yuzan whispered softly.
Despite being thirty-four this year, that passage that hadn't been visited for over a decade was truly immovable.
Even though lubricant continuously flowed in from both sides of the passage, the setting made the beautiful lady tense all over, and naturally, Haruka Yuzan's movements weren't going smoothly.
"Uh, I...I'll try my best."
Harada Yukie clenched her pearly teeth on her red lips, trying hard to nod.
But some things just weren't under her control.
With Haruka Yuzan's words, the beautiful lady became even tighter. Her fair, lotus-like arms wrapped around Haruka Yuzan's neck, and her peachy cheeks flushed with a drunken haze.
Haruka Yuzan inhaled sharply.
Clearly, Harada Yukie was not reliable; it was still up to him...
Haruka Yuzan took a deep breath. Originally, their position was:
The beautiful lady leaned against the door, with one jade leg on the ground and the other hooked around his waist at an angle—although comfortable, a stronger effort by the lady could be particularly tight.
Haruka Yuzan directly lifted both beautiful legs, resting her jade feet on his waist, supporting her buttocks with both hands, and vigorously proceeded with Harada Yukie.
This naturally made things much smoother.
Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, (forcefully) thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, (violently) thump, thump.......
When the two emerged from the restroom, the business in the café was nearing its end.
Several young employees began jovially cleaning up tables and chairs.
one could discover that several beautiful young girls were discussing their handsome boss.
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Hirano Aya quietly asked while wiping the table.
"Shh, no, don't talk about the boss's friend behind his back!"
Yaguchi Risa looked around and whispered with her finger on her lips.
"It's fine. I think the boss is easy to talk to!"
Hirano Aya waved her hand, the relaxed and joyful work environment in the café made them feel that their efforts were valuable and inclusive.
working and living here was truly joyful.
"Even if he is easy to talk to, we still shouldn't gossip about the boss's private matters."
Yaguchi Risa muttered softly with a blush.
"And besides, that person looked like someone very powerful; such nobility doesn't like others talking about her..."
Hirano Aya neatly folded the cloth, switched sides, and while wiping the table, she remarked:
"Ah, I wonder when I'll become friends with the boss."
"Young, handsome, and rich, ah, such a perfect man. It wouldn't be a problem even if I were the boss's third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth, or tenth.... Don't you think so, Risa?"
"Ah? Haruka, how could you think like that?"
Risa Yaguchi instantly blushed, her watery eyes shimmering with shyness, and her whole body tensed up. If you looked closely, you could see wisps of white steam rising from her head.
"Why... why would you ask me that..."
The girl was very shy and even felt a nervous guilt in her heart.
Even she didn't know why she was nervous...
"Oh come on, who doesn't know that you're the boss's favorite?"
Hirano Aya teased, laughing.
"When you become the new store manager, don't forget about me, a veteran!"
"You, don't talk nonsense."
Risa Yaguchi had her face turned completely red.
Her fair complexion was like a ripe apple, tender and glossy, tempting one to take a bite and taste its fresh and juicy flavor.
"I'm not talking nonsense, I have my sources!"
"And yet, you saw the boss just now, where did he disappear to?"
"Well... he might be discussing things with that lady from earlier..."
"Ah, the plots of novels entering reality, it really makes one envious."
"A story about a young, handsome college guy and a mature, elegant lady, just thinking about it is thrilling!"
Hirano Aya touched her cheeks with both hands, her pretty face filled with a blissful expression.
"Alright, Haruka, we should start cleaning first..."
Risa Yaguchi whispered softly.
For some reason, her heart kept pounding nonstop.
"Ouch, it's almost lunch break, I don't know what to eat today..."
"I, I might have a packed lunch..."
Risa Yaguchi murmured softly, yet her hands did not stop moving.
First, she wiped the table with a damp cloth, then absorbed all the water droplets from the table with a dry cloth.
Though it was troublesome, the effect was surprisingly good.
The coffee tables in the café were always kept clean and tidy.
The girls were conscientious, and with Haruka Yuzan's occasional monetary rewards, no one really saw it as just a task.
They were all enthusiastic.
It was as if they were creating their own homes. Every time Haruka Yuzan saw this scene, he felt as if he were in a drama.
A clear blue sky dotted with white clouds, a breeze blowing, the birds perched on tree tops all composed a light, joyful idyllic scene.
When Haruka Yuzan came out of the staff break room and saw the young staff members bustling about, he couldn't help but feel deeply moved.
This was the life he aspired to live.
Having enough money to spend was good.
His favorite person by his side, his best friends around him.
Living life smoothly, simply, contentedly.
Perhaps, this is what daily light novels meant.
No wealth, no dramatic ups and downs... Serene and comfortable.
"Haruka, where did Sister Yukixi go?"
Just then, Reiko Onodera approached, her curiosity piqued.