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By the time the last light in the corridor clicks off, the inspector's uniform is a memory scattered across the office floor. Akane kneels bare on the cold tile beside the desk, the lamp casting gold over pale skin and the faint flush spreading from her cheeks down her throat. Every composed line she wears on duty has dissolved into something raw and wanting, her body arched toward the light as if daring the room to keep its secrets. Tonight the Public Safety Bureau's brightest inspector belongs to no one's case file but her own desire. 廊下の最後の明かりが消える頃には、インスペクターの制服は執務室の床に散らばった記憶と化している。 朱は冷たいタイルの上、デスクのそばで一糸まとわぬ姿のまま膝をつき、ランプの光が白い肌と頬から喉元へと広がるほのかな赤みを金色に照らす。 勤務中に纏っていた凛とした佇まいはすべて溶け落ち、光に向かって体を反らせる姿はまるで部屋に秘密を守れるかと挑むかのようだ。 今夜、公安局随一のインスペクターは誰の捜査資料にも属さない、ただ自分自身の欲望だけに従っている。 The character is adult (18+) and represented as such.

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