I work as a gravure idol, and today I was at work on a photo shoot for a weekly magazine.
The cameraman's cheerful voice, his anger towards his assistant.
To me it was the same as always.
However, I felt calmed by the assistant's casual kindness behind the scenes.
At the after-party the cameraman was in good spirits, and even boasted to me in a condescending manner.
To be honest, I don't like people who behave arrogantly like that.
But perhaps because of my quiet personality, people like that often approach me.
As the drinking party, which I wasn't really looking forward to, progressed, I started to get drunk...
When I get drunk, I can't help but get aroused...
I really want that kind assistant to hold me while I have the chance...
As I fantasized about this, I gradually lost consciousness...