Chapter 52 – Recruitment – 4 [Friends Appear]
“First, the most basic personal information.”
“How about the frame?”
“We just need to make it so we can recognize it. You can roughly draw it as a table, or you can just write it.”
“Can’t we just tell them to write it down?”
“Then you have to specify all the contents. And there will be missing content. Let’s just list them roughly and organize the contents.”
A, who starts the document program again as if he knew it roughly. Don’t think it’s difficult for nothing. Just use whatever comes to mind. Opening a clean new window, A asks.
“Now, what is the title?”
“Title? Ha.. I’m not fucking good at making titles.”
“Then, how about a rough resume?”
“Yeah, it doesn’t matter, so write roughly.”
Whether it’s a resume or dict data, what’s important? The content doesn’t matter.
“Now, the first thing you need to get to know someone for the first time.”
“It’s personal information.”
“That’s right.”
A makes a light table and fills it out one by one. Name, age, address, contact number, email… Huh?
“Why do you use e-mail?”
“Anything special?”
“It’s not even necessary to send an acceptance email, isn’t it?”
“They talked about my resume, so I wrote this too.”
Delete your email…
“Hey, are you going to use your academic background?”
“… To be honest, I don’t need it, but I think it would be fun to put something in.”
“I’m looking for someone to play with, but looking at my academic background is like a fucking idiot. Lol”
“It’s more fun when you’re like an asshole. Let’s put it in.”
I also included my degree.
“I included my academic background, but should I also include my family and career?”
“Fuck, yes. Just fill the first page with your resume. Include your hobbies and specialties.”
“You don’t even add alcohol, do you?”
“Oh, you need a drink. It’s nice to have a drinking buddy sometimes.”
“It’s a dog. If you drink next to these guys, the taste of alcohol will be so damn strong.”
“A bastard who can’t even speak when called.”
“Agari.”
Uh.. Come to think of it, there must be a lot of resume forms on the Internet.
“Hey, where is that? Can’t you get a resume form or something on the Internet?”
“Oh, yes.”
A snaps his fingers and turns on the Internet window. The forms pop up a lot. But most of them are career, family, qualifications, etc.. I don’t have anything to list like this.
“Hmm.. Looking at the resume, there are a lot of unnecessary information.”
“So, you don’t need a license or military service, do you?”
“It would be better to merge all of them and create a new item.”
After clicking a few times and creating a shortcut, sparse blank spaces are created on the resume. Let’s see, since all the basic personal information is included, let’s put in the physical.
“Hey, now put those things related to your body in here.”
“Body? What, height and weight?”
“Uh, that and the chest cup size.”
“It is absolutely necessary.”
I hit the keyboard and quickly fill in the blanks. Um, this bastard well picked Press enter lightly and ask again.
“Next?”
“Next… That’s it. Are you alone right now?”
“Oh.. Do you have a boyfriend?”
“It’s not just having a boyfriend.”
“Uh?”
A.
“What are you talking about?”
“No, it’s not just having a boyfriend. What’s next after a boyfriend?”
“Next boyfriend? … Omg? No way?”
Nodded to A, who was surprised, and said.
“I should ask if she has a husband.”
“… Fuck. That’s right.”
A, who was idly thinking about it for a while, changes her boyfriend/existence item to the current situation and changes it to husband/boyfriend/solo next to her.
“Oh, you have sense.”
“Wow.. Fuck.. Married woman.. Crazy..”
It seems that he has a feeling for him.
“Why? Is it not good?”
“No, that’s good, that’s good. I am amazed that this is happening.”
“There is such a thing. When she becomes someone else’s woman, she is more attractive.”
“Boyfriend and husband. One letter difference gives such a different feeling.”
I brush off her face and get out of the afterglow. Yes, there is still a lot to do.
“What next?”
“Next time.. We should talk about the past, not now.”
“Past? What, plastic surgery?”
“Oh..? Didn’t even think of that? Hey, add your plastic surgery history too.”
Once added A.
“Wasn’t that in the past? Then… Ah!”
“I’m telling you to write down the number of men you’ve been through.”
“How many ex-boyfriends did you have?”
“Uh. And add that too. How many dicks have you gone through?”
“Crazy bastard. You write so openly.”
“It’s a place where our dicks might go, but there’s nothing wrong with knowing it well.”
As a chuckle leaks out, add the number of men you’ve had sex with under the number of ex-boyfriends. A.
“It’s fucking stupid, but it’s fun.”
“Originally, this is all about having fun.”
“I’m glad you are my friend.”
“What?”
“Because I can do such a fucking asshole thing.”
“I don’t break to do this bastard, it sounds fun, so I think he’ll do more than me.”
“Hey, aren’t you still fucking conscientious?”
“Okay, next.”
“Save first.”
First of all, save it as a ‘resume’ on the desktop. A. Good readiness.
“Next?”
“Next… Ah, hey. Did you get a job?”
“Uh? The job… Doesn’t seem to have been used.”
“Start with a job. Your job doesn’t matter. I’m going to write some sexual fantasies from now on.”
I put in a job Oh! A.
“Sexual fantasy.. Oh, fuck. That’s a damn cool word.”
“Hey, make that a little bit bigger. There will be several items, and I prefer a descriptive type rather than a short answer type.”
“Yep, I made it.”
Now, there is a big ‘sexual fantasy’ column.
“First of all, your own unique fetish.”
“A fetish?”
“You are different from others. Not touching something that all girls like, but something unusual. What SM is like this?”
“Hoh.. Fuck.. Just tie it up and hit it?”
“Or something like cosplay is good.”
“There is such a thing. What you did It’s just the owner, the owner.”
“Shut up you bastard.”
Ha, fuck It suddenly pops out. What the hell was I thinking? Why did you tell him about it again?
“I added a fetish.”
“And… The best sex experience I’ve ever had.”
“What are you? Have you thought about all this? Why are you so drunk?”
“I don’t think about these things, but once triggered, they come out smoothly.”
“Oh.. What a dog.”
Crash. Adding A.
“And now, the sex you want to try… That is, the sex you want.”
“If you put something like this in, do you think something fucking weird will come out?”
“If you look on the internet, women are also full of sexual fantasies. Let’s get some ideas from them too.”
“But don’t these guys use very limited things because they don’t know their abilities?”
“No, it’s a fantasy. If I just improve it a little, it will be fine, right?”
“Some kids have a fantasy in their head.”
“I bet there are kids who only have sex on their mind.”
As the two of them giggled, the doorbell rang. Oh, are you here already? I moved quickly to the front door and was about to open the door… Hey, nothing strange happened this time, right?
“What are you doing?”
“No, nothing.”
She leaves behind A, who had been asking strangely, and opens the door slightly. As if it is just a delivery service, she calmly hands her a drink while wearing her helmet and goes. She takes a drink, sighs lightly, and walks back in.
“What? Why then?”
“… These days, I feel like things are getting bigger differently than I intended, so I was a little careful.”
“It seems to be self-conscious.”
A, who pulls out a straw from the smoothie that came with it and drinks it straight down.
“Hey… Fuck. Is this a bowl of soup?”
“Stop the rice soup. Next.”
Take another sip lightly and put it down. I also use a straw and talk while drinking next to me. Wow, eating jjamppong and strawberry smoothie. It’s amazing. Do you think something is better for hangover than jjambbong?
“What next?”
“Next… We should talk about the method.”
“Method? Sex?”
“Okay. What, body position? Caress or what you like.”
Add your favorite positions and petting.
“And?”
“And now I have to put in my taste.”
“What is your taste?”
“Exposure.”
“… Fuck. Why did it happen from the cafe?”
“You’re an asshole.”
“I love it so much, bro.”
Adding a new column A.
“What, how do I add it?”
“I write as much as I am interested in exposure. And try the maximum exposure you’ve ever had.”
“Does hot pants count as exposure?”
“It’s nice to see that, too. Then… No. Just ask questions during the interview.”
“This should be enough for what you think of during the interview.”
“That’s right.”
Taktak. This guy shows off light hand movements. Come to think of it, I think I was just talking to myself.
“Is there anything you want to add?”
“Me? Well. I never thought of it like that.”
“Then think about it now, you asshole.”
“Okay. Sleep.”
Hmm.. While putting his hand on his temple, thinking about it. There are times when it’s better for him to just throw one at a time than worrying like me.
“Shall we include something like a talent show during the interview?”
“It’s about an interview. Because we have to do it.”
“No, if you put an item in here and see it, you can order it if it’s interesting, and if it doesn’t look interesting, you can ask it not.”
“…Not bad.”
Add your own long term entries. Well, I hadn’t thought of that. How do you think of making a talent show in an interview?
“Hey, it’s okay. Just throw it.”
“Uh.. What are the strengths and weaknesses of your personality?”
“Personality? I can change anything about my personality.”
“Then what are the pros and cons of your sex?”
“… Put it in.”
Add like crazy Well, you can ask about these things in an interview, but since there are still a few people, it would be okay to just ask them to write them down.
“Good. And?”
“Hmm.. Have you ever tried it with more than three people?”
“Oh, let’s change it up a bit and do that. The maximum number of people you have had sex with.”
“Could there be more than three people?”
“You don’t know what people do. Just in case? Turns out, he might be a famous kid behind the scenes.”
“But can’t we infer that from the dick I’ve been to?”
“Even though there are a lot of dicks, does it feel different from a guy who did a lot of 1:1, and a guy who went to at least several people?”
“Hmm… Come to think of it, that’s it.”
I nodded and added an item. Uh, I remembered one too.
“Next, let’s go to the cock.”
“What? What the fuck?”
“The best and worst fucks you’ve ever experienced.”
“Oh, fuck. Are you unraveling?”
“Write briefly and listen to the details yourself. It’s hard to read even though there are so many descriptive ones.”
“Well, it’s much better to hear it with your own mouth.”
If you added this much, it seems like you did a lot. There are a lot of people, so you should stop in moderation.
“I think this will be enough for now.”
“If we talk about it, time seems to fly by.”
A. Now it’s time to think about something else.
“Hey, now is the time to think about the most important thing.”
“Uh? What are you worried about?”
“A time and a place.”
Yes, since it’s an interview, if you decided to see it yourself, you should see it. However, we also need to set a time zone where this amount of people can gather, and the place is the most important.
“First of all, the place is more important than the time. 49 people. Even if we divide it in half, there will be at least 20 people.”
“Yes. A place to accommodate these people.”
“I think it would be fun if we could do something more serious than a formal interview.”
“Here, where is your room?”
“Doggy pants. How do 20 people get in here?”
“Then what? Where can I rent a place?”
Hmmm, the scene where the four men are agonizing while sucking on the strawberry smoothie. Something doesn’t fit
“Shall we rent a pension?”
“Um.. The pension is something.. Anyway, these are the kids who will be sent after an interview.”
“Why? Do you want to play with me?”
“How do you play with 20 people? I don’t know how many people to bring. I haven’t done that yet, so it’s a little awkward.”
“You can do whatever you want.”
“Oh, I will do that later. And most of the pensions are located in a corner. When do you bring the kids and when do you drop them off?”
“That too.”
Mmm. It was good when I started, but something doesn’t feel right. Is it because there are too many people? There is no place where I can feel it. In the meantime, A sucks on the drink side and starts talking about whether he felt something.
“… Hey, but do we really have to gather the kids in one place?”
“Uh? What are you talking about?”
“Coming to think of it, I don’t even know where they live, but isn’t it fucking inefficient to gather them all in one place?”
“… Uh? That’s right. There must be a child who lives in a corner somewhere.”
“I’d rather do this.”
A talks while turning the chair around.
“Either find out where they live and have them gather separately for each ward, or designate a few places and ask them to gather those who can gather in that direction.”
“Uh? How are we doing?”
“Rent a car. I will drive.”
“Oh, you were the driver, right?”
“Is there anything difficult about driving?”
Come to think of it… Not bad. Wouldn’t it be better for us to move than to find a place that accommodates this many people at once and move on a large scale? But there is one catch.
“… But how do you decide where to go?”
“We were doing it wrong.”
“What?”
A talks while patting his head.
“Why do we think? The kids who live there know better.”
“… Omg?”
Is that so? Come to think of it, I didn’t have to decide everything. All you have to do is get together with the kids who live nearby.
“… Is it fucking useful? Young.”
“Please call me often.”
A smirks.
