The bare-chested Puri-Puri Prisoner appeared, his large, densely hairy pecs glistening with sweat.
The aggressively homoerotic hunk's face radiated potent male hormones, while dumbbells and barbell plates lay scattered across the floor behind him.
Clearly, before the inmate knocked, he had been engaged in an intense session of solo ♂ exercise.
At the sight before him, the inmate could not help breathing a sigh of relief.
-Oh, so that was just the boss pumping iron.
-Then everything should be fine... right?
"Oh-ho-ho↗, Boy♂, I remember you!"
Puri-Puri Prisoner raised his eyebrows, an extraordinarily coquettish smile spreading over his cleft-chinned face covered in dark stubble. "It's been three months. Have you finally decided to spend a pleas♂ant night with me? Oh, stop it, I don't like boy♂s♂ who are too forward~~"
Seeing his boss's "bashful" pose, both hands covering his face, the inmate's vision went dark. At that moment, he was undoubtedly falling apart inside!
After waiting a moment without receiving an answer, Puri-Puri Prisoner spread his arms, revealing his magnificent, dark chest-dark with body hair-and said coyly, "Oh well, I suppose I can be passive once in a while. Come on, don't go easy on me just because I'm a delicate flower~~"
The inmate: "..."
"N-n-n-no! Boss, don't! Stop, boss! This is going to get censored..." Seeing Puri-Puri Prisoner about to pounce, the inmate looked scared out of his wits, clutching his chest and screaming, "I mean! That's not what I came here for!!"
At that moment, he was no different from a young woman walking alone at night who found three burly men following her.
"...Huh, really?"
Puri-Puri Prisoner looked disappointed and immediately withdrew his densely hairy chest, his enthusiasm gone.
"Then tell me, Boy♂, what do you need?"
"Y-y-yes, here's what happened, boss..."
Once his inmate subordinate had