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Must be a cranky night.
Minako listened to the sound of the shower while preparing the drinks.
As he placed the basket of steamed fish on the glass table, Miyata Ryuo, who had only a towel around his waist, came out of the bathroom.
“Hey, turn on the TV, there’s sports news, right?”
Minako turned on the TV and kept changing channels. She found a station that reported general news.
Look at the wall clock. Ten-twenty at night.
“Maybe after this program.”
Miyata took a seat across from him, picked up the glass of wine Minako had prepared for him, and drank half of it in one gulp, putting it down and lighting a cigarette.
“What the hell is going on with my players? Hitting with strikeouts and pitchers throwing four-bad pitches. It’s just that I’m trying as hard as I can, what’s the point of them not doing a good job…”
Miyata is the coach of the Tokyo Angels professional baseball team. This year, they lost eight straight games from the opening day, and by the 30th game, they had nine wins and 21 losses, resulting in a bad record that had never been seen before.
It’s also because starting pitcher Hayakawa, and last year’s stolen base king Kiuchi, were cited for gambling before the start of the season and were given a 100-day ban. Miyata believes this is the biggest reason.
“Your tenure as a coach is just too much of a stretch. Being capricious from your player days causes resentment from your teammates, and you only get points for being a wolf.”
Minako drank as well, lipstick smeared on the glass and gently wiped it off with her finger.
She was soon to be thirty-three. Perhaps it was the hairstyle and heavy clothing that made the guests who came in think she was younger.
With her hand, she lifted the long hair that hung over her chest, and her upper body tilted back as she did so. From the shoulder opening to the upper part of the breasts, it was exposed with a black t-shirt that fluctuated with the breasts.
Started reporting on sports news.
“I’m going to take a shower too, ah, a little tired.”
As if to avoid Miyata’s anger, Minako got up and walked into the bathroom.
Doing hot showers from the head. The wine I drank at the store seems to appear drunk at this time. I thought I was young, but after 30 years, I often feel tired.
Many women get married at the age of twenty-five or six, and by the time they reach her age, they have two children and become good wives and mothers.
Getting married now is really reluctant.
Being a wife and mother suffering in the hell of installments is not as pleasurable as dressing up and living surrounded by men, I don’t know how many dozens of times. It is the necklace or ring and other jewelry type, than the average housewife, there are a lot of expensive things.
When she saw women holding children’s hands and carrying paper bags, Minako would say that in her mind every time.
After washing your hair, rub the lather of the soap all over your body.
She was starting to show more or less fat boat on her body, but her skin was still fine and smooth.
Already an outdated woman…
Minako chanted in her mouth like that and lifted her breasts with her hands underneath, producing a flaccid feeling and the elasticity didn’t seem to be as good as it used to be.
The color of the nipples seems to have faded a little from the pink they used to be.
The door to the bathroom opened and the steam from the water inside dispersed outward. Miyata stuck his red face in.
“How long are you going to wash!”
“Get out in a minute, don’t yell so loud.”
Miyata slammed the bathroom door hard enough to make a loud noise.
“It’s chicken’s fault, losing like that, of course he’s going to lose his temper.”
Minako washed the lather off her body. Wrapping her hair in a towel and securing it to the top of her head, she then put on her bathrobe.
Miyata was already in the bedroom. Forming large letters on the double bed and staring at the ceiling.
“Come on.”
Minako took a sip of the rest of her drink, turned off the living room lights, and walked into the bedroom to sit next to Miyata.
“It’s still early, aren’t there still a hundred games left?”
Miyata’s hand grabbed Minako’s wrist.
“You lick.”
Unwrapping the towel, the still muscular lower half of his body appeared in front of Minako’s eyes.
He was thirty-seven years old when he retired from the first line of professional baseball. After fifteen years as a pitcher with 162 wins, he was considered a first-rate player, and spent the next eleven years as a team staff member and TV commentator before becoming the head coach last year.
During this period of time, probably also forged the body, and the muscles on the body still have elasticity.
Poured over the dense clumps of grass were what looked like giant sea cucumbers.
Minako bent her upper body and cupped Miyata’s thing with both hands, rubbing it first taking the head into her mouth and stimulating the groove underneath the glans with the tip of her tongue.
“Last year it was fifth in the league, at this rate this year it’s last place, gasp!”
The man’s thing gradually began to swell. Licking upward from the root, it began to slowly raise its head.
“Don’t be so angry. The game is over, just cheer tomorrow. Come on, come on, bat big up.”
Minako said in a joking tone, kissing on it while rubbing the meat sack with one strong and one weak palm.
The penis stands up at right angles. The head swells to give off a moisture-laden sheen, and purple veins sprout from the torso.
Minako’s lower abdomen felt turgid as something hot fired into the four directions of her womb.
“Well, come on from above.”
Minako mounted the man’s naked body, kneeling on the bed with her knees up, lifting the hem of her robe and holding her erection straight, her ass falling slowly there.
“Well…”
As her upper body was about to fall down, Miyata reached out a very large hand from below into the bathrobe and grabbed the breasts and rubbed them, supporting Minako’s body that way as well.
The intense pleasure made Minako feel like her lower body was about to dissolve, and as the walls of her uterus were being pressed, her eyes began to haze as if under a fog.
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Minako Anzai met Tap Miyata five years ago.
Graduated from high school in her hometown and came to Tokyo to work at a computer company as a working woman.
The next year she fell in love with a man from an advertising agency, but he had a wife, a so-called monstrous love affair.
The two of them were secretly seeing each other, but then the boss of the company found out, the man was transferred and Minako had to quit her job.
Unemployed, Minako temporarily works at a cafe, where she meets the barmaid who comes there, and is introduced by her to work as a barmaid at a nightclub in Gotanda.
I started out with the idea of giving it a try, but after a few months, I felt that the job was right for me.
Compared to working women who do the same job every day, she finds it very interesting to have to deal with different customers. At the same time, she felt that with her looks, she would be used in higher class places.
Half a year later, he used his client’s connections to enter a nightclub in Ginza. Ginza was different from Gotanda in that most of the customers were high-ranking executives of large corporations or celebrities.
But Minako circled around them, not shrinking at all. Taking her body as a price for mastering her guests. It’s forbidden in nightclubs, but she actively initiates male-female relationships with her clients.
Her coworkers resent her because Minako steals their customers away.
In the case of nightclubs, it was also not desirable for customers to concentrate on one barmaid. So when the manager reminded her of that, Minako took the customers to other nightclubs.
I met Miyata at the third nightclub in this way, on the fifth day of my visit to this nightclub.
He came with the TV crew after the night game.
He was introduced as a baseball commentator, as if she had seen it there, but she had no interest in baseball at all, so she had no idea what kind of player Miyata was back then.
It was the taller Minako who needed to look up when looking at his face. With broad shoulders, firm muscles, and a rather handsome appearance, it was said that when he was young, he was often rumored to have been involved with movie stars.
But now there was a stabilizing sensation. As he looked, Minako developed the feeling that she was being sucked through him.
Miyata is said to have frequented this nightclub about a year ago, when he was one of the customers of the barmaid and Yoyo here.
Minako substituted because that day and Kazuyo happened to be on vacation. Since then, there have been several occasions when Minako has been named as a drinker.
Minako seduces Miyata when she finds the opportunity, and likely gets into a fight with Kazuyo here and ends up leaving the nightclub, but Minako’s body demands Miyata.
Minako didn’t have a specific man in mind, and as long as she played with her guests appropriately, she didn’t need a man like that.
The woman who is about to turn thirty before her eyes, and who has the means to make a living, does not now feel the need to hire a man to assume the attitude of head of the household.
Maybe deep down, having given up on marriage, that’s why they say things like that.
Miyata has a different kind of charisma than other men in the past. A man who survived in the world of professional baseball, Minako smelled danger like a gambler in him, and that too was androgynous.
Miyata is the male, and I am the female, wishing to follow my instincts and entwine with each other by exposing my desires.
While having such thoughts, Minako had already spoken the words of temptation.
Miyata’s home is in Odawara, and he comes home two or three times a week. Otherwise, he travels around the world to commentate on baseball, sleeps at his office in the city, and sometimes stays at a hotel. At his office, he writes baseball articles for newspapers and magazines.
Minako went to the inn Miyata had designated, after closing time without Kazuyo’s knowledge.
Before this Minako had slept with a few customers, who, although they had status and money, were fat, ugly, middle-aged men, and of course it was impossible to develop romantic feelings, but could only be seen as part of the job.
But it felt different with Miyata, and Minako’s flesh tingled for him.
In the hotel room, Minako’s lower half had reached the point of wetness only because of his tongue on her breasts and sucking on her nipples.
(Almost thirty before actually falling in love, and with a man a round older…) Minako had this thought in Miyata’s arms.
Two months later, Kazuyo found out. The fight started when the nightclub closed, and then the two women got into a heap.
Since then Miyata has stopped coming to this nightclub. Kazuyo goes to his office, but Miyata ignores her.
Minako also quits her job a week later, and then immediately sees Miyata take her back to her apartment.
“I don’t want to be a nightclub barmaid, just a smaller one and want my own store.”
After the passion, Minako said as if talking to herself as she still felt the afterglow left by Miyata in her lower body.
“If it’s not much, I can assist by proposing that money right out of the firm’s funds.”
But Miyata added, “It must never be said externally that I co-invested with you.”
Soon after, Minako had a store in Shinjuku. It was a bar with only a bar and three booths, but still hired three barmaids.
Miyata didn’t come to the store, but often went to Minako’s apartment. But he was afraid of the media reporters, so he came and went secretly.
Just last year the Tokyo Angels professional baseball team, out of the blue, hired Miyata to be their head coach. Not one to think much about things, he immediately agreed without consulting Minako at all.
“Can you really do it? Can you be the head coach?” Minako said to an unusually happy Miyata.
“This is my dream, I want to make the team a champion in three years or less, I promise the owner this, you just run that store. And we’re going to have to keep our business even more secret than we have in the past, as soon as a reporter from a weekly magazine finds out about it, he’ll be sentenced out of the game right away.”
But in its first year, it finished fifth in the league, and the Angels’ professional baseball team, which has maintained an A grade in the past even though it didn’t win a championship, has now fallen to a B grade.
The new leisure media is reporting incompetence on the part of the head coach, but the ballclub is giving Miyata another year.
For Miyata, this was the year of the decider. As a result, before the start of the tournament, the main players were sentenced to stop playing due to gambling. Two months after the start of the tournament, the team was already struggling to make ends meet.
Miyata has been badly beaten.
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“Boss lady, you’re going to have to stay with me tonight.”
The business manager of a drug company, reached around Minako in her kimono and leaned her mouth over her ear and said.
“You’re drunk…don’t joke.” Minako said with a smile.
“I’m serious, I want the two of us to have a nice talk alone.”
“So, here it is, come on, let’s drink.”
Picking up the glass and bringing it to the man’s mouth, then pulling the man’s hand away.
There were two guests in the next seat, each accompanied by a barmaid.
The guest reached under the skirt of his dress and stroked the barmaid’s thigh.
There were two customers on the bar as well, and one barmaid was clinging to the customer, not sure what she was whispering.
In the last two months or so, turnover has dropped dramatically, with no new customers coming in at all and fewer regulars coming in.
It can only be assumed that this is due to the impact of the recession and the drastic cutbacks in entertainment and socializing expenses of large corporations.
Minako had no choice but to tinker with the customer’s bill, increasing the amount to an unseen extent. She knew it was bad, but she had no choice but to do it.
Didn’t want to lose the money I had worked so hard to save before and wanted to run a bigger bar.
Today, before starting the business, he also told the three barmaids, “Be bold with the customers and also increase the turnover or else you won’t even be able to pay your salaries.”
After saying so. Just start calling to get regulars to show up.
After such an effort, the turnover was reasonable, though not full.
After eleven o’clock, the customer sitting at the bar was ready to go back, and Mami and Minako, the barmaid who had accompanied him, sent them to the front of the store.
After dropping off the guests, Manami rushed into the small alleyway about two meters between the buildings.
“Well…”
Put your hands on the wall and bend your upper body to vomit.
“What’s wrong? Are you drunk?”
She hated to get drunk less, and when she thought about it, for the past two or three days, she had looked pale, as if she had no energy.
“Could it be…”
Minako swallowed back the word pregnant in mid-sentence, and her hand, which wanted to stroke her back for her, stopped halfway.
“I’m sorry…”
Mami wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and slowly raised her body.
“Are you…”
“It seems like I’ve had too much to drink and it doesn’t matter anymore.”
“Does it really not matter?”
Definitely not drunk, that look just now was a sign of pregnancy.
Shimmy was walking unsteadily even as she went back.
At the front of the store, they met two baristas coming out to drop off customers, Mami probably went to the restroom and didn’t see her people.
The bar maiden who sent the guests away is back.
“Let’s close for the night! It’s been hard work.”
Minako sat at the bar, leaning her elbows on it.
Tonight it was by calling the regulars, finally passed, this is not a long term discernment, what to do in the future? Immediately I felt tired all over.
Maybe Miyata will come tonight, his team is playing at a stadium in the city. I hope to take it out on him and forget all about it.
As he picked up a cigarette and lit it, the two barmaids who were in the back organizing things said, “Boss lady.”
When I turned back, I saw Mami also coming out of the restroom, probably due to her re-makeup, looking more or less refreshed.
“Anything?”
Minako looked at the two barmaids in front of her, one twenty-five and the other twenty-four, both poached from other bars.
“We have something to say to you.”
“Oh, well. Ah, it’s beautiful. You can go ahead and we’ll do the rest.”
Letting the two barmaid sit on the couch, he told Manami to go back first, ready to ask her tomorrow if she was pregnant.
“What’s the matter with you two?” Minako asked as she sat on the couch across from her.
“We…want to quit after we’re done for the next week.” The older one said, and both bowed their heads.
“To resign?”
Minako dropped the cigarette in her hand and extinguished it in the ashtray, feeling her own brow dangle and her face tense.
“Yes.”
“Any more complaints?”
They get paid more than where they used to work.
“……”
“What exactly is the complaint, the paycheck is also more than before.”
Now one may be pregnant and the other two say they want to quit.
“Someone’s come to dig you up… which one is it? Tell me.”
The voice that spoke turned rough, as if there was a ball of anger in his heart.
“……”
“Speak ye, and speak plainly. It is that family that wants ye to go.”
“I beg your pardon. That was a promise not to speak out.”
The young woman said, stealing a glance at Minako and saying in a very small voice that she was sorry.
Probably already got the signing bonus, just to follow up and probably won’t tell.
“You are repaying a favor with a grudge. Fine! Just for tonight, you guys get the hell out of here!”
Minako brought her purse from under the bar and pulled a few bills out of it.
“Boss lady…”
“Here’s your paycheck through tonight, plus severance, so get outta here, y’all!”
Dropping the bill in front of the two men, he took out the whiskey bottle and poured it into a glass.
“Never come back!”
Glaring at the two bargirls walking out, Minako downed her drink in one gulp.
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Drinking whiskey straight up without adding water got drunk pretty quickly.
Stepping out of the cab on unsteady feet, the door in front of me seemed to be spinning.
Minako looked upwards, revealing light from one of the windows as if that was her room.
It seemed like there was a flash of light, and when I looked back, there was only darkness and nothing to see. Walked through the door of the apartment and took the elevator to reach the front of his room.
As he put the key in the lock hole, at that end of the hallway, there seemed to be flashes of light again.
Pushing the door open and entering, there was a pair of men’s shoes in the foyer.
“You’re already here.”
Lock the door and walk into the room inside.
Miyata stood by the window with a whiskey glass.
“What are you looking at?”
“At the front door of the apartment, did you see anyone?”
“No. Something wrong?”
Minako unbuckled her belt and tossed it in the corner of the bedroom room, stripped off her kimono, leaving only an apron on her body, and sat down on the living room couch as if she were upside down.
“Damn! It must have been filmed away.”
“Tapped to go? What is it?”
Minako also pours herself a glass of whiskey with water. After taking another look out through the curtains, Miyata comes back and sits on the couch and says, “It must have been someone from the weekly magazine who was afraid to take a picture as they entered the apartment door and the door into this room.”
“Then it’s not just me, I feel flashes too.”
“Saw the car under the apartment, must have been waiting for me to go out.” Miyata picked up a cigarette and said in a grumpy tone.
“I’m going to shower and go to bed. I’m having a hell of a time here too, two are quitting and turnover is plummeting, can you get me some funds.”
“Now is not the time to say things like that, I may not be able to keep my job as head coach.”
Miyata collapsed onto the couch with his head in his hands.
Minako walked into the bathroom and turned the water on hotter. The hot water was soothing on her body, and it was a real headache for her to get her past coworkers to help her tomorrow.
The faces of those two barflies came to mind.
“You guys get out! Not again!”
Miyata pushed open the bathroom door naked and walked in.
Holding Minako tight from behind, she licks her neck with her tongue while turning off the water and rubbing her breasts almost roughly. At the same time, her waist was pushed forward, and there was something slippery, pressed against the groove of her ass.
The woman’s body was thrown back and there was an electric current from the nipples that were beginning to protrude and sparks exploding deep in her lower abdomen.
“I’ve had enough! Whatever happened to that store, now get me hard.”
Minako pulled the rubber mat over with her foot and slowly sat down.
“The guys from the weekly magazines, if I find out, I’ll have to kill them.”
“Hug me quick! Plug in quick…then I’ll send you out the back door!”
Minako lay on her back, and Miyata pushed down on her upper body, pressing down in a sixty-nine position, resting her face against the woman’s lower abdomen and sticking her tongue out to lick at the entrance to the garden.
Minako thought as she stroked Miyata’s thigh.
(What would become of me if a weekly magazine actually caught Miyata coming in and out of my place? Become the talk of the news media because I’m the lover of Chief Coach Miyata?) .
If it’s true that her relationship with Miyata is published in a weekly magazine, I’ll make sure to capitalize on it, and I don’t care if it causes Miyata to lose his position as head coach as a result!
The other Minako exclaimed in her mind.
Minako’s pubic mound was covered with curly hair and the inclination there was so great that one of the men who had had sex before said with a touched voice after he inserted his meat stick into it, “Ah! Your here is a high sloping dike, a rare and famous tool. Being rubbed against the root by your pubic bone, it’s close to ejaculation.”
So Minako also pushed up her ass as much as she could after the man’s penetration, pressing her pubic bone against the man’s rod.
Miyata’s fingers opened up the woman’s hole and sticky nectar spilled from it.
As the bud of flesh that had swollen to the size of her little finger was being played with by Miyata, Minako couldn’t help but grab the edge of the rubber mat and bend her naked body into an arch.
Miyata continued to lick at the buds, also moving her tongue up and down the slit, squaring her mouth to the hole and making chirping noises to suck out the nectar.
“And…suck out the contents of your stomach, too.”
Minako’s dull voice resounded in the narrow bathroom.
The elongated fingers of the symbolic pitcher entered the woman’s fleshy hole and then rubbed over every fold of flesh within.
Minako grabbed the erection in front of her with both hands, raised her lower forehead and stuck out her tongue, licking at the reddish-black glans. There was a little sweet and sour flavor. The black color pressed on her face and her eyes turned pitch black.
Miyata’s fingers stirred deeper into the fleshy hole, the tips of his fingers finding the grainy part on the top of the hole to rub against, then his fingers pushed in and out hard to press against the ring of the uterus.
Minako’s expression changed as she licked the rod, her eyebrows quivered, her nostrils swelled, and she breathed heavily.
Snow-white teeth peeked out of the half-open mouth, and a red tongue wriggled inside.
Miyata flipped Minako’s body over, then pulled her up by the waist so that she was holding onto the edge of the tub in a dog-crawl position.
Miyata slammed his hot erection in from behind.
“Well…”
Straighten your ass and tilt your head back as the electricity sweeps through your back.
Shortly afterward, Miyata ejaculated fiery semen as he pushed his flesh-filled thing hard in and out of Minako’s body.
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“The head coach of the Tokyo Angels Vocational Baseball team paid a nightly visit to his lover! The reason for the losing streak is in the head coach’s personal life!”
Weekly magazines publish photos of Miyata entering the apartment, and while in Minako’s room.
Miyata was not seen in the day’s match, but was instead called into action by the acting coach.
The next day, the sports pages of the newspapers all reported that “Coach Miyata has been suspended!”
A news reporter also comes to the apartment looking for Minako, but she refuses to meet anyone here.
That’s why journalists come to her bar, and customers who come just for her.
“I have no comment on my relationship with Mr. Miyata.” Minako repeated the same thing dozens of times.
Miyata seems to be in hiding, no contact whatsoever.
Getting her past coworkers to barely manage the many customers, Minako hadn’t felt that fulfilled in a long time.
But that was only for a week, the news reporters stopped coming and so did the guests.
Call past regulars.
“I used to go often because I wanted to chase after you, but I didn’t realize that you’re the lover of Head Coach Miyata…and after the way the news media reported it, it’s really inconvenient to go.”
Most of the guests answered this way.
The friends who have come to help have also come so far today, and tomorrow only two women who have applied for the job will come, they used to work in the café, and it’s their first time to work in a bar.
The only one left behind, Mami, is indeed pregnant, as she comes and goes with several guests, and doesn’t know whose baby it is.
Pay for her surgery and barely keep her at work.
After closing time, Minako was drinking alone at the bar.
That’s when Miyata called to say he was at a nearby hotel.
Minako closes the store door and swings off to find Miyata.
Even though it’s only been a week since we’ve seen each other, it feels as if it’s been years since we’ve seen each other.
Miyata sits naked and cross-legged on a circular bed drinking whiskey.
Their eyes met and touched as if sparking.
Minako felt fire in her heart.
Miyata’s body looked uninspired, his expression was sluggish and pale, and his eyes looked as if they were dark underneath.
“Doesn’t it matter in a place like this?” Minako said trying to look as calm as possible.
“Oh, changing hotels every day is exhausting.”
“Didn’t go home?”
“There are reporters waiting there.”
“So, how long is this going to take?”
Minako sat down on the edge of the bed and saw a dark patch of flesh at the base of Miyata’s thigh, limp and without vigor.
“Talked to my boss and I’ll be back next week.”
“That would be nice.”
Miyata takes Minako’s hand, and Minako gets into bed and leans against Miyata, taking the empty glass from Miyata’s hand and placing it on the nightstand.
As the two men’s mouths came together, the glass tumbled to the floor.
Miyata’s hand pulls down the zipper behind Minako’s back, and Minako stands up and undresses, along with her bra and panties.
She wanted to feel Miyata’s skin directly with her own, only a naked embrace could comfort him.
I am the lover of protection, not his wife. But what he needs now is me…
Minako felt in her eyes, an aching thrill as her body was turned around and Miyata’s body pressed in, her tongue entering her mouth as her breasts were roughly rubbed.
But Minako felt that it was him sharing the pain of being a trainer with her, trying to become one with her.
“Ah…I’ll have to be extra careful not to be targeted by reporters from now on. It’s possible to change an apartment.”
The hand caressing the breasts moved to the plump thighs, the snow-white legs gradually spreading apart and giving off a sweet and sour aroma.
Miyata, who was licking at her shoulders, neck, and collarbone, pulled Minako’s arms up and began kissing her armpits. The woman’s flanks twitched and her body arched as Miyata’s lips found the already engorged nipples while her fingers traced the slit of flesh to enter inside.
Minako produces the sensation of her body floating, and the paralysis spreads in all directions, centering on her uterus.
“I’ll change apartments right away, or come to my place from now on.”
“But…”
Miyata said something, but Minako was about to climb to the pinnacle of her orgasm and didn’t hear it clearly, just clasping Miyata’s head to her chest and writhing her nude body to shake her head desperately.
Long hair was tangled together, broken hair falling onto the sheets.
The body is reversed, the breasts are pressed against the bed, and it feels difficult to breathe.
Minako turned her face to the side as if she could barely breathe.
The sheets were stained with lipstick and dissolved saliva.
Do you want to do it from behind? Minako was about to ask that when she felt a huge pain in her anus. It felt like a hot iron rod was being pushed in, and Minako fainted for a moment.
But the strong feeling of pressure quickly woke her up again. Miyata’s hands grabbed Minako’s shoulders in a bestiality position.
“Minako promise to break up.”
“Ah…don’t move. It hurts, please don’t move.”
The fleshy mounds of her ass tightened with a certain melodiousness, and also felt a tingling sensation deep in her lower abdomen, spreading in all directions.
“Minako, break up! I’ve promised the boss…”
Miyata collapsed onto Minako’s back.
“Ah…”
A humming sound emerged from Minako’s mouth while bubbles of saliva bubbled up and she passed out again.