My direct superior, Ms. Kikushi. She kindly and strictly guides me. My colleagues around me say she's scary, but I never thought so. Whenever I successfully complete my work, she is very happy, and when I fail, she gets really angry but then comforts me gently afterward. I loved her as a boss and as a woman. One day, we ended up going on a day trip for business. We had finished our work and were planning to return home, but unfortunately, the train wasn't running, so we couldn't go back. Reluctantly, we looked for lodging, but everywhere was full. Finally, we found an inn with one vacant room. We ended up sharing the room. While having dinner and drinking alcohol, I was venting to Ms. Kikushi. The slightly drunk Ms. Kikushi was looking at me with her usual gentle gaze. She said 'It's okay' and held my hand. My pent-up feelings surged out, and I confessed to her and kissed her. Ms. Kikushi was momentarily flustered but accepted me. I don't remember much of what happened afterward, but when I woke up in the morning, I realized that yesterday wasn't a dream. I woke up to Ms. Kikushi's kiss. Then we confirmed our love for each other by embracing and seeking each other's bodies...
