Keeping secrets, mastering mysteries, staying together for life-such is a secretary.
"So hot..."
After the storm passed, the city was quickly reclaimed by the scorching heat of midsummer. Even though it was only morning with the sun rising in the east, the heat lingering indoors still made Jonas drape his shirt messily over himself, all buttons undone, seeking one last bit of relief before he had to go to work.
"Ah..."
Struggling across obstacles under the stifling indoor heat, Jonas arrived at the bathroom door completely stripped of his usual commanding presence. Instead, the numbness and discomfort resembling a dead fish's eyes would make anyone who saw his expression burst out laughing: "Well well well, isn't this Jonas, boss of District 25? A few days apart and you're this wrecked by the heat?"
No, it's better if no one sees me in this state.
With that thought, Jonas quickly pushed open the bathroom door, ready to let hot water wash away the fatigue and discomfort temporarily clinging to him. His hand reached and twisted, and the elegant yet understated wooden door opened silently, displaying the originally private and intimate scene in full view of the completely unprepared Jonas:
"!"
The sudden opening of the door made Eiffel instantly alert: her blonde hair, seemingly just tied up, came loose once again as she warily turned her head, silky strands dancing through the air until they cascaded down her back. Her pretty face was slightly tensed from tension and surprise, and her guarded eyes shimmered with light, dazzling and spirited like amber.
The girl's right fist clenched tight, her left hand held across her chest, covering her completely exposed **. Those moderately sized yet exceptionally soft and full mounds that Jonas had been unable to keep his hands off during so many