My subordinate, who I thought was a quiet, serious, quiet person, started teasing me and squeezing my sperm out of me because I was no good at both work and family.

My work and private life are not going well at all. His co-workers treat him like luggage, and his wife thinks he's a trinket. So today, I was alone at my usual bar, drinking alcohol. At that time, a familiar woman came in. He was given the low rank of a plain and docile subordinate. She sat next to me, and she helped me drink, and she was unusually talkative. Time passed by in the blink of an eye, and just when I was about to go home... my girlfriend invited me out. "Manager, would you like to go to a hotel?"