On the way back from a business trip with my subordinate Rika, trains were unexpectedly suspended due to a typhoon. We managed to secure accommodation at a nearby office, but only one room was available. Doused by heavy rain, our clothes were soaked through, and we ended up facing each other in just bath towels. Trying to cover up the awkwardness, Rika sits closer than usual and mutters, 'I've always admired you.' With that one sentence, the tense atmosphere changes, and despite trying to stop themselves rationally, the two slowly cross the line.
