Chapter 69 – Grind (7)

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To go is to kill the opponent’s spirit.
Killing the spirit can be said to be a task to make the opponent who does not move the way I want to be more obedient and follow my intention.
The act of teaching the rank to someone who is higher than me, thought to be higher, or considered equal to me.
That’s what it means to go.

However, since going is an act of killing the opponent’s spirit and clearly teaching the rank, even if the opponent is not higher than me or lower than me, if the opponent is not sufficiently low and obedient, it will continue without stopping.
There is no end to the thirst.
There is no end to the longing until the person himself is satisfied.

Therefore, in the company, the general manager not only longs for everyone under him, but also tries to look down on Grape, who has a higher position than himself, because he is younger.
There is no satisfaction in thirst.
Compared to being chastised by such a general manager, what I did to Arna was nothing more than a very gentle cane that doesn’t belong to the chastity either.
Crying just like that… It’s not my fault.

It’s wrong that Arna is weak.
I’m even a little late for work because Arna got caught by a tentacle dog and delayed the departure of her vehicle.
I am the victim not the perpetrator.
Anyway, I wasn’t wrong.

On my way to work, I thought that I was late because of Arna, but belatedly remembered that I hadn’t sent Grape a reason for being late.
Being late is not a big problem, as it is often the case that the subway stops because of the infectious agent.
However, it is basic manners as an office worker to send a message to the boss immediately explaining the reason for the delay when the vehicle is delayed.

Information related to vehicle delays caused by infectious agents can be found on VisionNet, so you can’t lie.
If you say you’re late because of the infection, Grape will tell you to contact you early next time or that you don’t want to get hurt… The problem is with the manager.
The manager likes to crave people for useless work, so if you’re late for something like this, he’s the one who says, shouldn’t it have been better to go to work earlier in case something unexpected happens?
Already have a history

The only person in the company who wants me is the manager.
Because the manager longs for everyone, if other employees curse at the manager, they will swear at him, not his subordinates.
Even if he has something to crave, the manager overhears it from the side and flies in to crave it like a ghost.

The only things I’ve received so far in my life are the teasing from my teaching assistant and other soldiers when I was a trainee in the National Guard, and from the manager at the company. .
The manager is a person who enjoys pursuing things.
Even if there is no particular reason, he puts his opponent down and enjoys being elevated.

Fortunately, there are many people at the company who don’t like that very much, and Grape tells the staff several times to get along with each other, and they don’t even try.
That’s why I don’t have much to criticize if I’m late without contacting you… First of all, being late itself is a concern.
I hurriedly walked to work, went up the elevator, checked in, and carefully entered the strangely quiet office.

Even though I came in late, strangely the staff are not interested in me.
If you look closely, all the employees are glancing at one place, and the manager, who likes to crave, is also busy glancing at the side.
Both female and male employees are eagerly peeking at the seat where Grape is sitting.

“… Mr. Anger?”
“Yes?!”

I straightened my back in surprise when I heard Grape’s voice mixed with a sigh and annoyance.
All the eyes of the employees around me are focused on me as if I came to school, not to the company.
Grape sat cross-legged on his long legs, pulled back his chair, and held out a finger to me as he wiggled his high-heeled toes.
Then, as if to come here, he gestured for me and called me with his rare lipstick-covered lips.

“Here.”
“… Yes.”

Grape’s outfit looks different today.
It doesn’t look different… Different.
… I always lifted my shirt up to my neck and locked it, but today I loosened a few to show my breastbone.
Her hair is neatly tied down rather than upturned, her lips are emphasized with lipstick applied, and her eyes are darker and sharper than usual.
And crucially… Looking closer, I see a garter belt attached to stockings.

You must have slept in a motel yesterday… ?
It’s a completely different outfit from yesterday.
I don’t usually wear makeup well, but I can do it… She is wearing fancy makeup as if she is trying to change her mood.

If the Grape I’ve always seen looked pretty but quiet and innocent, now it’s closer to something strong, haughty, cold and sexy.
The gaze keeps going to the chest bone.
Unlike usual, she exposed her breasts so much that her saliva was swallowed by itself.

“… Do you have anything to say?”
“Uh… Sorry, that, infestation… Due to vehicle delay…”
“I knew that, because I had already checked… Why didn’t you contact me?”
“I was crazy and forgot, sorry.”
“… You’re not hurt again, are you?”
“No, I am fine.”
“Then why were you distracted?”
“… I drank a little too much yesterday.”

His way of speaking and his behavior are different from usual.
It’s not a soft, worrying tone, but a sharper tone.
It seems like he’s angry, but the feeling of being scolded is strong.
Grape covered the vision phone that was checking the vehicle delay with a clap, and carefully touched the key ring that was shaken roughly and put it away, then glared at me with nervous eyes.

“Sir Anger, isn’t it personal that you drank too much?”
“Yes?”
“Shouldn’t Employee Anger have controlled the amount of alcohol he drank?”
“Uh… Yes.”

For a moment I wondered if the person I was drinking with yesterday was someone other than Grape.
Didn’t I tell you to drink a lot of grapes… ?
I thought that if I said this, they would say that I was distracted because I drank like yesterday, but I was angry as if nothing had happened yesterday.
I don’t know why, but I got scolded.

“Then, Anger did not contact me and was late because of his own fault?”
“No, there… Yes? The infection…”
“You didn’t contact me, did you?”
“Sorry.”

First of all, I sincerely apologized, thinking that I was right.
What? Is your period continuing?
More irritable than yesterday
Did drinking make your period worse?

“Please go to work, this is a warning.”
“Hey, chief…”
“What is it?”
“… No. Sorry.”

I was about to ask if you had a drink with me yesterday, but I thought it was a stupid question and backed away, apologizing.
When I return to my seat, turn on my computer, and start working, the company messenger quickly rings.

[Hey, manager, why are you so sexy today… ?]
[Wow really… I’m going crazy, I can’t concentrate.]
[What is perfume? Uh…]

Perfume? Did you spray that?
I thought the atmosphere was definitely different from usual, but perfume seems to be one of the reasons.
He looks like a completely different person, and has the same attitude as a different person.

[But Mr. Anger, why are you angry with Mr. Anger? Is this the first time you’ve seen him get angry?]
[Yes?]
[No… Even if Mr. Anger made a mistake, the team leader took care of him, he said he was the youngest member of the development team.]
[Yeah, I’ve seen him get angry with the manager, but this is the first time I’ve seen a team manager get angry and scold someone else.]
[But it suits me a bit because of what I’m wearing today.]

Come to think of it… This is the first time I’ve been scolded by Grape.
Why are you doing that… It’s getting tougher by the day.
First of all, I came late, so I think I have to pay attention and show my hard work.

“Sir Anger?”
“Ah yes.”
“When will you bring me the materials I asked you to organize a few days ago?”
“Oh, I forgot to make it. I’ll give it right away.”

I printed the material I was going to delay until the last minute, even though I had it all made up ahead of time, to delay ordering other things.
Until now, when the manager told me to do something with this job, I delayed saying no because I was busy with the work the team manager ordered… I guess I’ll have to figure out another way for a while.
It’s a bit late, but Grape thought that the manager was bothering me, so he seemed to pre-order things that could have been done slowly, so I wouldn’t say anything if he gave it to me now.

“Why are you so late?”
“Yes?”
“Why is it so late to sort things out?”

However, Grape’s question was waiting for me the moment I personally brought the printed materials to my seat.
It’s the first time I’ve ever said that I’m late rather than quietly accepting data.
I stared at Grape in disbelief and immediately bowed my head and apologized.

“Sorry.”
“I didn’t apologize, I asked why you were late.”
“Uh… That’s it, done… I forgot while doing other things. Sorry.”
“So, is this also Mr. Anger’s fault?”
“Yes, that’s right. Sorry.”

Grape patted the desk nervously with the materials he had been organizing on paper in his hand, and then, for no reason, raised his breastbone with one hand and crossed his legs a little more, as if to show off his garter belt.
Are you doing this because you don’t normally dress like this and you don’t know how you’ll look?
I’m getting scolded, but I shouldn’t be like this, but my gaze automatically goes to Grape’s chest and legs.

“I told you to slow down moderately, but didn’t you tell me when?”
“Yes, give it by yesterday or ask for it within three days from then…” “
“But why are you late? Anger, don’t you understand what I’m saying?”
“No, I understand.”
“You understand, but do you act like that?”

It’s a word with some kind of bone.
As he spoke, he saw Grape’s face glaring at him with gritted teeth.
And just below that, the large breasts, cleavage, and garter belt keep coming into view.
I straightened my back and looked up at Grape’s head for no reason and answered.

“That… I made a mistake, I will make it right next time.”
“Employee Anger, the boss says, do you look elsewhere other than your boss? Lower your head.”
“Uh… Excuse me… Hmm…”
“Get off.”

As I lowered my head as Grape said, my eyes automatically moved back and forth toward his chest and garter belt.
I tried really hard to turn my gaze to Grape’s face, but this time my eyes were only looking at one spot because I kept paying attention to the lips highlighted with lipstick.

“Sir Anger, be honest… Do you really understand what I am saying?”
“Yes, I understand.”
“I understand, but do you act like that?”
“I will act properly.”
“Do you not understand my instructions?”
“No.”
“Then why are you acting like you don’t understand?”
“Sorry.”

I walked up to the team leader’s seat and answered eagerly, trying not to see Grape’s body as much as possible.
It seems that the cock will stand up just by looking at it, but it shouldn’t stand.
If you write it now, you will definitely notice it.
For Grape to erect his cock in anger, he doesn’t know what to say.
You have to be patient.

“Hey! Anger! I mean, do it right! Uh! If things go awry, even the team leader will do this! Uh!”

At that time, the manager stood up next to Grape and said, got up from his seat and strode toward me, and naturally tried to hit my head.
Then Grape suddenly yanked my arm, covered my chest with his hand so that I wouldn’t be caught in his arms, and glared at the manager with his eyes wide open.

“Boss…”
“Uh, huh? Uh… ?”
“Don’t hit the staff… How many times do you say?”

As Grape gritted his teeth and spoke so savagely that his spine chilled, the manager froze and stepped back from him.
Perhaps the manager felt that it was completely different from usual, so he belatedly apologized and waved his hand.

“T-T, chief… Why all of a sudden I think Anger can’t work…”
“Because I don’t say it twice… Go back to your seat and work quietly.”
“Ah Okay… I knew.”

The manager noticed Grape and slowly went to his seat and sat quietly and began to glance at the monitor.
He’s pretending to be working, but he’s probably watching his favorite channel with the view tube turned on in the corner of the screen.
Grape stared at me quietly, then straightened himself up again and sat on his chair with his legs crossed.

“Please do it right next time. Mr. Anger.”
“Ah, yes.”
“… Go back to work.”

As if running away, I went back to my seat and blankly stared at the monitor and typed.
This is the first time Grape has been this angry.
No, rather than being angry… Something different… What should I say?
While working quietly, I felt uncomfortable with Grape’s unusual appearance, so I continued to glance at the place where Grape was sitting.
Then, when I saw the company messenger ringing again, I was surprised to see the message floating on the messenger.

[And… The manager knows how to gossip about employees.]
[Still, isn’t that enough to go? This is Mr. Anger’s fault.]
[No, Mr. Anger, if you haven’t worked for a while, will that angelic team leader get angry?]
[I know? Mr. Anger, what the hell are you doing… ? Are you doing it right?]

… Do you grind?
Have I just been harassed by Grape?