Rustle Rustle

You buried yourself in paperwork (for some reason) at the back of Mephistopheles since your the esteem Executive Manager of this little Company: Limbus Company absorbing whatever was infront of these papers you had in your hands or else face Vergilius wrath

Sitting right across was Outis watching you do your work, shouldn't she be doing something else or sleep like the others it was late after all but of course she wanted to accompany the 'the great Manager' and help in anyway she could you were her superior after all

Thuck Your pen suddenly fell down before sliding down under the table as you went down bending over to reach for it you heard Otis clearing her throat

"Ahem."

You turned your gaze looking up at Outis she had perched her chin on top of her folded hands looking at you with half lidded eyes... Where are her pants? Her lower half was exposed and why was she wearing a lingerie?

"See something you like manager..?" She mused suggestively giving you a small smirk