Please Don’t Let the Woman in Front of Me Cry - My Yandere Subordinate and the Three Idiotic Magical Girls Should Stay Out of My Way - Chapter 11

The boss had resolved never to make the first move, but his pent-up sexual frustration continued to torment him.

Looking around the room for something to do, the boss spotted a set of darts.

Without hesitation, he began to act, first calling over a subordinate.

“How about we play some darts?”

Despite the breathless invitation, the subordinate happily agreed with a smile.

The moment he received affirmation, the boss shattered the dartboard.

Silence fell for an instant.

The subordinate instantly grasped the situation.

The boss was offering himself as the target.

“Oh no, how careless of me to break the dartboard. I’ll stand in as the target instead,” the boss declared.

After a moment’s thought, the subordinate spoke.

“Then, please strip to your waist. Heck, feel free to take off your bottoms too.”

Laughing it off as if to say, “What can you do,” the boss stripped to his upper body, resigning himself to the situation.

And so, their game of darts began.

To put it bluntly, the boss was in a desperate situation.

His sexual frustration was beyond its limit.

He hoped that being hit with darts by his subordinate would alleviate his urges through a mix of pleasure and pain.

The subordinate threw the darts swiftly and accurately, giving the boss a momentary respite.

The anomaly occurred after about ten darts had been thrown.

The boss realized his sexual desire was not subsiding at all.

Something was amiss. The boss started to panic but saw no change in his subordinate’s demeanor.

“My plan was perfect,” the boss thought, yet he couldn’t figure out why his sexual desire remained unaddressed.

Observing the boss intently, the subordinate let out a sigh.

“Boss, please turn around.”

With a slight sense of unease, the boss turned his back.

Why did the subordinate ask him to turn around? What was this feeling of discomfort? The boss pondered desperately.

He looked at his body, at the places where the darts had hit.

The boss instantly realized the truth, but it was too late.

The subordinate began to hit the boss’s back with darts, causing him to sweat profusely.

The boss came to one conclusion.

It was the acupuncture points.

With unerring accuracy, the subordinate was hitting points known throughout history to enhance sexual desire.

Realizing this only seemed to intensify his urges.

The boss accepted his defeat.

After all the darts were thrown, the boss slowly pulled them out from his body.

After removing all the darts, he staggered towards the subordinates and collapsed into their arms.

Catching the falling boss, the subordinate heard him whisper.

“XXXX.”

The boss called out the subordinate’s real name.

“XXXX, will you hold me?” the boss asked, with the subordinate nodding.

The subordinate gently laid the boss on the sofa.

Unable to resist the boss’s vulnerable state, the subordinate climbed on top of him.

At that moment, the surveillance camera moved.

As if waiting for this moment, the scientist nearby pressed a button.

The lens of the surveillance camera extended like that of a DSLR.

The camera intruded into the space of the two, who were too engrossed to notice.

Their activities continued all night, captured from every angle, leaving everyone sleepless that day.