The First Morning as a Puppy on the Commute

p>Amidst the darkness that enveloped my vision, countless particles of light scattered in every direction.

p>[Synchronization Complete.]

p>My senses began to awaken one by one.

p>The first thing I felt was the soft touch of a bed.

p>Slowly opening my eyes, the space I had logged out of yesterday came into view.

p>The employee dormitory provided by the company.

p>I sat up on the bed and checked my watch.

p>8:30 a.m.

p>There was still plenty of time before work.

p>I leaned back against the bed and opened my inventory.

p>I planned to check the items I had obtained yesterday.

p>Knock, knock.

p>A knock sounded from outside the door.

p>"...Huh?"

p>It wasn't even close to work time yet.

p>Knock, knock.

p>This time the knock came a little more urgent.

p>I walked over to the door and grabbed the handle.

p>Click.

p>When I opened the door, an familiar face appeared.

p>"...Ah."

p>It was Han Seah.

p>"Good morning, Mr. Jihoo."

p>A normal greeting as always.

p>But my gaze naturally drifted to her neck.

p>The Breeder's Collar.

p>She seemed to have completely forgotten that she had even met an upper-level being, but the trace of it remained on her neck.

p>"..."

p>Han Seah noticed me looking at the collar and lightly touched the back of her neck with her fingertips.

p>"Ah, this...?"

p>She smiled awkwardly.

p>"I don't ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠remember when I started wearing this... but it just keeps staying on."

p>"Isn't it uncomfortable?"

p>"It's not uncomfortable..."

p>She hesitated for a moment and tilted her head.

p>"I feel weird when I try to take it off..."

p>At those words, I nodded as if it didn't matter.

p>But in my mind I was recalling the status window.

p>

p>Favorability.

p>Submission.

p>Brainwashing.

p>The numbers that had clearly risen yesterday.

p>The trance state was released, but the traces hadn't disappeared.

p>"Well... if it's not uncomfortable, there's no need to take it off, right?"

p>I said it casually, and Han Seah nodded lightly too.

p>"I think so too."

p>She fiddled with the collar once more, then lowered her hand.

p>"Um... actually..."

p>Han Seah opened her mouth cautiously.

p>"Are you ready to leave right now?"

p>"No."

p>I glanced at the clock on the wall.

p>"There's still a little time before work."

p>"Yeah..."

p>She checked the clock too.

p>"Well, the people who are ready to go are getting ready anyway."

p>"Are you like that too, senior?"

p>"Me?"

p>The corners of her lips lifted slightly.

p>"I was worried that Mr. Jihoo might have overslept, so I came."

p>"...Me?"

p>"It's your first day, right?"

p>A light laugh escaped me.

p>Thinking about it, Han Seah had been unusually attentive since the very first day.

p>She was the kind of person who wouldn't have been given the title of senior instructor for nothing.

p>"So..."

p>She continued.

p>"If you're free, how about going to work together?"

p>"Together?"

p>"Yes."

p>Han Seah shrugged as if it was nothing.

p>"We're on the same team anyway. I can explain things along the way."

p>She was right.

p>I still knew almost nothing about the company.

p>Not to mention all the events from yesterday...

p>It wouldn't be bad to see how she reacted to my touch.

p>"Okay."

p>"Really?"

p>"Yes."

p>My answer made Han Seah's expression brighten a little.

p>"...That's great."

p>"?"

p>"Ah."

p>She quickly looked away, flustered.

p>"No, um... I'd feel better if I guided you alone rather than leaving a new employee by themselves..."

p>I stared at her for a moment.

p>She didn't seem much different from yesterday.

p>But strangely...

p>The distance between us felt a little closer.

p>"Then I'll get ready and come out. Wait a little, okay?"

p>"Yes, I'll wait outside."

p>She nodded obediently and left the dormitory.

p>Click.

p>With the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠sound of the door closing, I headed toward the closet.

p>It was slightly disappointing from a user-convenience standpoint that even while playing, I had to change my clothes myself.

p>Getting ready for work was just as annoying as in real life...

p>I threw on a jacket and went outside.

p>Han Seah, who had been waiting at the end of the corridor, noticed me and smiled gently.

p>"All ready?"

p>"Yes, let's go."

p>We left the dormitory together.

p>While waiting for the elevator, she naturally stepped closer to me.

p>"It was tough yesterday, wasn't it? A new employee with so much hard work."

p>"No. Thanks to senior, I managed it well."

p>I answered politely and lightly placed a hand on her shoulder.

p>Hiccup.

p>Han Seah's shoulder trembled slightly.

p>She turned to look at me in surprise, but the moment she checked my face, her eyes softened strangely.

p>It wasn't wariness, but rather a longing for familiar warmth.

p>Her reaction to my touch was abnormally submissive somewhere.

p>"Senior, your collar is a little crooked."

p>I deliberately lifted her chin a bit to expose her nape.

p>Just that short contact made her breathing slightly unsteady.

p>"Ah... yes, thank you..."

p>Her legs gave way, and she leaned toward me for a moment.

p>There was no one around in the empty corridor, but ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠she seemed to have completely forgotten that anyone might be watching.

p>A little later.

p>The elevator doors opened, and we stepped inside.

p>Click.

p>The doors closed, cutting off all outside noise.

p>“......”

p>The narrow space left for just the two of us.

p>Her faint fragrance drifted over.

p>Han Seah naturally sat beside me but kept about a step's distance.

p>I didn't try to keep any distance.

p>As if closing that gap, I stepped right up beside her and stood almost pressed against her.

p>My arm brushed against her slender waist, and Han Seah shuddered with a short moan.

p>"Mr. Jihoo..."

p>The end of her words blurred.

p>A voice mixing unfamiliar pleasure and confusion, yet clearly broken like a failed brake.

p>

p>I tightened my grip on her arm and pulled her fully into my embrace.

p>Her shoulder pressed against my chest, and her C-cup breasts softly squished against my knit vest.

p>Han Seah's body jerked for a moment, then she buried her nose in my neck as if searching for my scent.

p>"Sniff...♥ Sniff...♥ Uuuungh...♥ Suck...♥ Haa...♥"

p>She twisted her body as if embarrassed by herself, but her nose kept moving more actively.

p>Every time the Breeder's Collar on her neck swayed slightly, her eyes grew hazier.

p>“Are you too excited, senior?”

p>I whispered lowly, pulling her waist harder against me, and Han Seah moaned softly while slightly closing her legs.

p>“Haa...♥ But... this smell... I like it too much... my head feels weird...♥”

p>Her nose dove deeper between my shirt and inhaled deeply.

p>"Huuuuwuuuk...♥ Sniff...♥ Sluuuuuuurp...♥ Haa...♥♥ Uuuungh...♥♥"

p>The sniffing sounds grew more lewd.

p>I lifted her chin with one hand and forced our eyes to meet.

p>Blushing cheeks, hazy eyes, and the tip of her tongue visible between slightly parted lips.

p>“Senior smelling me like an amca... aren't you embarrassed?”

p>“...E, embarrassed...♥ But... I can't stop...♥”

p>She scolded herself while rubbing her face harder against my chest.

p>My hand slipped under her skirt and grabbed her firm butt, and the elastic flesh felt good between my fingers as if encouraging male lust.

p>"Hah...♥"

p>Obvious sexual harassment.

p>Yet she offered no resistance.

p>Instead her hips lifted slightly of their own accord, as if expecting more.

p>Her eyes wandered lost, as if she wished time would just stop.

p>But.

p>Annoyingly, the elevator began to slow.

p>Ding.

p>The cold chime announcing arrival, and the elevator stopped at the first floor.

p>Just before the doors opened, I quickly released her and stepped back.

p>“Haa... haa... Mr. Jihoo... really...”

p>Han Seah leaned against the wall, panting, and pressed her thighs together.

p>Her face was bright red up to her ears, and her eyes were still hazy.

p>She tried to straighten her skirt but her legs were wobbly and she could barely stand.

p>And of course, such changes appeared in the status window.

p>

p>[Favorability: 35% (+10)]

p>[Lewdness: 5% (+5)]

p>[Submission: 25% (+15)]

p>[Brainwashing: 30% (+10)]

p>Her submission rate had risen noticeably, and her lewdness had begun to creep up a little.

p>Even though they were still below half, considering this was the second day, it was not a bad result.

p>Well... raising it this much on the commute was plenty.

p>I closed the status window nonchalantly and lightly supported her back as we left the elevator.

p>“Senior, your face is too red. People at the company might look at you strangely.”

p>“...M, Mr. Jihoo... don't tease...♥”

p>Han Seah forced a cold voice but the end of her words melted.

p>She walked down the corridor with my arm, and every step her thighs brushed against each other.

p>The place we arrived after passing ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the corridor was the office of the Third Exploration Team.

p>The second day of being a new employee was just about to begin.