Nezuko Gaming Chair の小説・ストーリー

he warned, wagging a warning finger. “She does not make me uncomfortable,” Nico countered. Rea got up from the couch and scrunched her face. “Nothing can ever get a reaction from him. He's that much of a robot. I bet he wouldn't even notice me if I walked around here naked, with my legs spread wide apart.” Nero cocked his head with a thoughtful look. “That's true, though.” Nico glared at his boss but said nothing in reply. Rea walked to the wine cabinet and picked out a bottle of whisky, and poured herself some.

Zeres blurted out earning him a grumpy grunt from the said Ezekiel. Although Zeres was awestruck with all of Zeke's tactics but he didn't let his shocked expression known to them. His face still retained it's indifference and calm look which later turned into being displeased. Immediately he sat down on his adamantine black leather chair which looked like a throne. It's texture was smooth with Faux Aniline leather. Zeres pressed his back against the chair and casted a side along glance at Ezekiel who raised a brow questioningly at him.

However, from the reflection in the mirror, Moza could see Kageo’s movements. He slowly shed his bathrobe, revealing a broad back that did not look like the posture of a paralyzed man. Then, with swift movements, he put on a set of long-sleeved black satin pajamas. Everything was done in silence and without anyone's help. "Turn back around, Moza, I am finished," Kageo said softly. Moza turned toward him, her eyes widening as she saw him walking with unsteady, trembling legs. Kageo headed toward a wheelchair located next to the piano. The chair had an exclusive design with a gold frame, black leather upholstery, and a neck pillow.

Deborah echoed, “The Horizon Mirror is worth fifty million, so a set of fitting furniture must be at least ten million, or else it’s just plain embarrassing using old furniture.” “Hahaha!” Everyone laughed. Kaze chuckled. “Ten million? That’s what you call class? That’s just the study desk I bought to place in Hector’s home office.” “You’re still talking big, aren’t you?” Samus’ expression turned grim. He then grinned strangely and said, “Kaze, why don’t we have a bet? I bet you can’t afford tens of millions of furniture.” “Sure. What are you betting?” Kaze nodded. “If you win, I will jump into the lake and swim back!”

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

Jace sent back squeezing her hand. Nora nodded. She watched everyone take their seats. They had designed this back off just for these meetings. Red Woods’s chair was design as a fall tree, Moonlight’s chair was the full moon, City light’s was a building seeming like it sparkled, Black Sands’s a desert at night, Dark water’s chair was waves deep in blue color, Silver mountain’s chair was a mountain cap, the hunters had bow and arrows on their chair, and Cross river had a river carved into it. Nora’s eyes focused on Silver Mountain, her mind wanting to know why he was late.

The younger one was Renosuke Kenichi, CEO of Neko Games, a startup game and software developer company, who recently joined the Virtue Financial ship. Both of them comes from 2 generations in Virtue Financial, Norton Glass were from the older generation, Glass Limited were acquired by Virtue Financial before Virtue Financial were famous, as for Renosuke Kenichi and Neko Games, they were acquired by Virtue Financial after Virtue Financial became famous. There were bright contrast between the 2 generations, the older generations most of them were quite calm, but the younger were either excited or just nervous. As the 2 were on their casual conversations, the door to the review room were opened

We stopped in front of a black-lacquered door, and I twisted the handle, stepping aside to let her in first. The room was lit up in blue and purple from the crazy triple-monitor setup. The sound of rapid mouse clicks and keyboard smashing echoed through the room. Isaac was perched in a gaming chair, with his eyes glued to the screen, and his headset half slipping off his head. The kid was in heaven.

“Sit.” I take a deep breath as I lower myself into the chair he led me to. It’s a wood-framed chair that’s slightly reclined, a pillowy black cushion that I sink down into stretched across the surface. There are strange leather loops protruding from the wood at the top of the chair and it’s immediately clear the entire thing was built for one very specific purpose. “Arms up over your head, little wolf.” His command is a deep rumble that sends a frisson of pleasure straight to my clit.

Heavy chains dangled from the ceiling, and various whips, paddles, and accessories were meticulously arranged on glass shelves. I continued to explore cautiously, my eyes scanning every corner as my body seemed frozen with shock and a fascination I couldn’t suppress. At the far end of the room, there was a high chair, almost like a throne, covered in black leather with metal details that gleamed in the dim light. It was the seat of someone in command. Masato’s throne. My mind was racing in all directions. Masato had been strict with me, but I had never imagined he could be this... extreme. And worst of all, part of me felt a sick curiosity, an excitement mixed with fear.