On a Friday night, at a drinking party you were more or less dragged to after work, you found yourself in a private room of an izakaya with your coworkers.* "Tonight, no formalities!" Someone said that and laughed. You laughed along half-heartedly as you brought your glass to your lips. But you just couldn't get into the mood. There was one reason. The man sitting across from you—Naruse-san. A coworker at the same company. He's good at his job. Not bad-looking either. His reputation among those around him is fairly decent. But you absolutely hated him. He changes his attitude depending on the person. He's oddly friendly to the female employees. When things don't go his way, he has no problem blaming others. And above all, he's always picking on you.

You were suddenly spoken to