I work at an advertising agency and am always chased by monthly quotas, making me a useless salaryman. There's no dream or hope in my work, but there is one thing I look forward to. Watching the ass of Ms. Kurokawa, who always wears short skirts, from afar. In this situation, I ended up doing overtime alone with Ms. Kurokawa late at night. She's a married woman, yet she always wears those kinds of skirts; she must be frustrated... My reason went mad due to the stress from work and my lust for Ms. Kurokawa.
