Outside the window, rain fell in a gentle murmur, and autumn was at its fullest.
Alstomeria entered the last of the data into the spreadsheet and attached a brief explanation. The clatter of the keyboard echoed through the spacious living room of the apartment as the characters were entered, then quickly faded, accompanied by the heavy press of the enter key. The red-haired girl's body stretched out comfortably, and a pleasant, secretive moan escaped her lips, followed by the buzzing of the vibrator made obvious as she rose, and the musky scent of ** trailing down her thighs.
Usually, such ** was nothing more than nighttime amusement for the girl nicknamed Author-chan. The ** brought by the vibrator, spinning wildly through the exposed portion and announcing its frantic ** inside the girl's honeyed cave, was less than a tenth of the pleasure the red-haired girl felt when tangled with Jonas between the sheets. But when the girl looked past the computer screen, past Jonas's message-"Thanks for your hard work, here's your overtime pay and a reward"-and met the gaze of the white-haired girl sitting on the other side of the sofa, at the other end of the coffee table, drowning her sorrows in drink, a gaze full of resentment and envy, Author-chan couldn't help but blush and press her thighs together.
After hastily replying to Jonas with a tsundere emoji, Author-chan quickly turned off her phone screen, closed her laptop, and turned to today's unexpected visitor-Yucas. At this moment, this elite of the Peacekeeping Forces, a girl who could stand on equal footing with Esni, was tilting her head back and drinking strong liquor. Her fair neck arched gracefully, her lovely cheeks facing the ceiling, enjoying the spicy ** as it slowly flowed into her sorrowful gut. A black outfit