Thus the Old Man Spoke 7 - (Cyberpunk AUrunners/2077, Arasaka Saburo!SI)
1957, Seoul, Gangdong, Empire of Japan
Arasaka Naomi was a diligent secretary, but an even more diligent wife.
While many would feel threatened at the news that a young lady was crushing on her husband, she found it a reasonable challenge to her authority and... a way to experiment with the notion of 'keep your friends close, and your enemies closer'.
Lian Zefirova was not a gold digger. This was the first thing Naomi found out while scavenging through the files Arasaka had on the young woman. A peculiar technician, she was of 'mixed breed' with her father was a Russian from Harbin that once held a noble title and her mother was a Chinese woman from Shenyang. Despite that background, Lian was not a bossy girl and hardly presented any trouble to her superiors with her tame attitude.
She was, in fact, the best-behaved of the clerks. Shy, a bit clumsy, but overall respectful and 'aware' of social expectations.
The story behind her scar was incredibly peculiar to Naomi: Lian had rescued a few workers during a work accident. At the time, the manager behind that messy condition had been fired and compensation had been granted to her but... she still wandered around without a care of that scar.
It was intriguing how someone that usually shied awya from confrontations felt no sign of unease over sporting such a 'hideous' detail. Then again, Naomi saw it for what it was: a badge to Lian's own dutifulness.
Which is where Naomi found her husband's source of interest. Naomi too felt a hint of interest over this woman, and it wasn't that difficult to secure the girl's promotion to work directly under her. Shaking hands with Naomi yielded a strange feeling, mostly because Lian had seemingly failed to realize the 'wife of her boss was now aware of her'.
Or maybe she did, that was why it felt so unusual for Lian to still retain a strong and genuine sense of subordination towards her, lacking any form of dread over the few careful innuendos over potential 'harlots'. Naomi was baffled, and then decided to keep her around.
Seoul was the primary source of business as Arasaka expanded into the entirety of Asia one step at the time, with Burma and India being safe options following the stabilization of Indochina. The process would take a lot more than how things have been in the last three years, but Naomi shared her husband's confidence over the meteoric growth of the company's power.
Once Asia was secured, then they would move in Europe and finally the Americas.
Hopeful ambitions, but for now the cynical reality of the hard work kept them all grounded over what was to be done, and while there was indeed much to do, that didn't mean Naomi was willing to waste years holed up in the office.
And that's why she found herself sitting by the local beach with a nervous thing known as Lian Zefirova.
"M-Mrs. Arasaka?"
"Yes Lian?"
"I-Isn't... isn't your... your bikini a bit..."
"Hm?"
"A bit t-too exposed?"
Naomi had thought of this too, but had always hated the overtly-conservative attire many called a 'proper swimsuit'. She still had a degree of dislike for ogling people over her physique, but that didn't mean she was going to give up on 'looking good' and 'being comfortable'.
Thus, the dark bikini was one that showed a lot of her breasts, but it also revealed her toned belly and her lean legs so... yeah, she was quite pleased by it.
"Perhaps. But I wear what I feel comfy with," The Japanese woman argued, with Lian blinking in awe at that response. "You would probably feel better with one like mine too."
"I-I think I will stick with this one, Mrs. Arasaka."
Naomi had to admit that Lian's own bikini wasn't too covering either, but it made a good work in keeping both her boobs and her lower body hidden from any pervy eyes on the beach.
Which there were hardly any since most of the place had been vacated by her security force.
"So, Lian. Any potential suitors tried to claim you yet?"
The white-haired girl opened her mouth, but she went silent as her blue eyes showed a lot of surprise and... awkwardness on the topic.
"Not really."
"They tried but you didn't like it?"
"Some did, yes."
"And perhaps you look into wanting a more 'mature' man for it?"
"I-I suppose I prefer experienced men but... wait."
"Yes?"
"I-I didn't- I didn't mean to-"
"Go on, Lian. I am aware that my husband is not exactly a 'ugly old man' as many would expect."
All of that was actually thank to the biochemists that had been paid handsomely to create medical concoctions to keep them from aging as fast as most. It was fair to say that technology had to be the ultimate lifesaver on the matter, but for now they had to trust on chemicals and... for now there had been any worries on side-effects due to the 'limited effects' of the concoctions themselves.
"I... I suppose Mr. Arasaka is a nice man."
"And a handsome one."
A blush stained the younger woman's face. "Y-Yeah."
"And you have considered him as a potential lover."
"N-Not with you-"
"I am not saying that I see you as a gold digger, Lian," Naomi interrupted her assistant, surprising her some more. "All I am saying is that I wish to know if I can rely on you being a 'helper' when a proper time will come."
...
"What?"
"Dear, I am sure you are aware we are not planning to be the same couple of rich people as the rest," Naomi answered calmly. "We seek a slow and gradual turn to a greater class. Above the decadent morons from the West and those pesky socialists from Moscow."
"I... I think I heard some of the presentations, yes," Lian agreed, but appeared unsure. "S-Still, what do you mean with... help?"
"I am not one that believes much in monogamy. And I am sure you understand that we also don't like to think of 'concubines' as my husband and I are on an equal footing in our marriage."
...
"Y-You mean, you want me to be- be-"
"Another wife if you play your cards well enough, Lian Zefirova," Naomi bluntly summarized her point. "Not now, not in a few years, but eventually you will be able to attain that role if you so wish. Of course, that's only if you wish so."
...
"This is a date- you want to know more about me and spend time with me," Lian affirmed with wide eyes, "T-That's why we are here."
"Correct. What do you think of it?"
Lian opened her mouth and then... closed it as she turned her gaze to the calm waves in the distant. "It's... nice. But odd. Does that mean you want to- you know."
"If you are inquiring if I wish to make you mine too, then yes, Lian-chan. I will make you mine too."
That left Lian with a soft 'eep' coming out of her mouth. But alas, the girl was not that opposed to the ordeal. Not when Naomi soon had her resting her head on her huge breasts. The girl was definitely endeared by her bosom, but Naomi was quite glad that she was comfy enough for a few 'bond-growth' cuddles by the beach.
Chilling, spending time with a potential second wife to her husband and...
Having fun, really. Naomi had nothing to complain about this lovely day.
AN
You may say that Naomi was the one that started the Harem Project and she has a big detailed plan about it. Still, next time will see the end of the double-date, and Saburo spending some solo time with Ayako/Lian.