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 4

Not long after becoming the boss of an evil organization, the hierarchical relationship between the boss and his subordinate was established.

That day, as usual, a hostage was brought to him.

The hostage was a charming lady.

“Nice,” thought the boss, even as he carefully checked his surroundings.

After ensuring everything was in order, he returned to the hostage.

The lady hostage, unusually calm, emitted a vibe different from previous hostages.

She seemed like someone the boss would enjoy being dominated by.

As usual, the boss explained the situation, assuring the lady’s safety.

Then, after a moment of thought, she strode up to the boss.

“Wow,” the boss was momentarily surprised before the lady whispered, “So, should I be the one to dominate you?”

The lady was a willing participant.

The boss, who had risen to his position by seizing once-in-a-lifetime opportunities, would not let this chance slip by.

With eager agreement, he invited her to proceed and thus began the lady’s “torture.”

The combination of mental, technical, and physical torment enthralled the boss.

Under the lady’s technique, the boss felt as if he had lost all sensation, becoming nothing but a soul.

And that soul was violently shaken by her torment.

They spent an intensely intimate moment together, melting into one another.

However, that was the trigger for everything that followed.

The boss, too engrossed, failed to notice the sound of knocking.

What snapped him back to reality was the sound of glass shattering.

At that moment, the boss realized someone was watching.

Immediately, he thought he must erase “the witness” from this world.

His gaze swiftly moved towards “the witness” as his hand reached for the gun.

But then, the boss halted his hand.

There stood the girl subordinate, a child he had taken from an orphanage, who revered him like a real parent.

Though part of him hesitated because of what the child had seen, there was another reason he stopped.

It was the murderous excitement in her eyes.

All color drained away. She stared intently.

The boss froze, overwhelmed, yet part of him wanted to submit to that gaze.

The subordinate then took her gun.

Slowly aiming it at the target, she fired.

The lady collapsed onto the boss, lifeless.

“If you had just asked…,” the subordinate said, sounding bored.

Approaching the boss, she kicked aside the body that was once the lady and told him, “Boss, from now on, I’ll be your master. You shouldn’t do things like this anymore.”

“Yes!!!!!” the boss exclaimed calmly.

Thus began the relationship between the boss and his subordinate.

“Woof woof,” the boss playfully engaged in silliness.

“Now,” the subordinate said while patting the boss, though she looked pleased.

The girl frantically solved the number plate puzzle in the boss’s room.

Since the subordinate entered the room, more than three hours had passed.

Even while imitating a dog, the boss planned how to tire the subordinate until she fell asleep.

Their time together continued, and just as the boss was assured of his victory, he saw a light outside the window.

“This is bad,” thought the boss.

“They’re coming.”

An unpredictable force was approaching even for a boss as calculative as him.