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I started working at Lumine, a design company. I have seen accessories and jewelry decorated with small flowers in department stores in Shinjuku and Shibuya, and I was impressed by their cute and stylish sense.
However, there is another issue that is bothering me...
"Miyamizu-san, let's go out to dinner this weekend."
"I'd like to know more about you. I know a good restaurant in Roppongi. Want to go?"
"You're free this weekend, right? Let's go out for drinks."
I frequently receive direct invitations from senior male employees in other departments and men I met at clients where I accompanied my senior colleagues. What's
more, they send invitations directly to my company email address or invite me out while talking about work. I've
even been suddenly told "It was love at first sight! Please go out with me" seven times in the nearly six months since the end of training.
What's going on? Am I suddenly popular?
"A lot of men like neat and tidy girls like you, Miyamizu-san."
The other person is a senior employee or a business partner, so if I turn them down, it will cause offense.
However, in terms of the number of times, I am approached by far more people.
It seems that long black hair is the key to attracting men's attention.
Anyway, no matter how many people approached me, I had no intention of dating anyone.
Especially now, it was more important for me to get used to my work than to get involved in romantic relationships.
Still, the more things bothering me outside of work, the more worn out my nerves became.
A month had passed since I started working at my new workplace.
I felt like a certain company representative was making advances on me.
He was a man with a sturdy face and physique who looked like he was a sportsman and had a strong personality. He was probably in his mid-30s.
There are relatively many young women in my company, and most of our clients are men.
I had heard that women are looked down upon because they are women, and that even in this day and age.
I felt that the person in charge had been strangely obsessed with me from the moment we met. He
would take advantage of casual conversation after meetings to try to find out more about me, and would ask me for my private contact information because he wanted to talk to me more -- of course I refused. There
had been many male people in charge who would flirt with newcomers, so my senior knew this and tried to be considerate so that we wouldn't be alone together as much as possible, but...
I made excuses to avoid having a meeting with my Senior, but last night, he persistently asked me why I was refusing, and I couldn't refuse his fierce behavior, so we spent the night together. My senior didn't let me go so easily in the joy of holding me for the first time in a long time. His actions were nothing but painful to me, and his one-sided lust hurt me more than anything... Dripping sweat, a tongue crawling over my body, the k