An Outburst of Passion

Jazz Bar, New Orleans, Evening

Akane and Death continue to kiss and make out passionately on the desk while Akane tries to undress Death. She manages to help Death get his suit jacket and tie off. Death reaches behind her neck and helps to untie the string holding her dress up.

The top part of her dress comes off, revealing her pale breasts. Akane’s face is flushed. There is a hint of embarrassment. She covers her mouth with the back of her hand.

With both hands, Death fondles Akane’s breasts. They are soft and light to the touch. As he fondles them, he is clearly aroused. He uses his fingers to squeeze and pinch her nipples.

Death leans in. At first, Death plants a kiss on her nipple, to which she squirms. Then, he puts one into his mouth and sucks on it. Akane tries to hold back her moans of pleasure, but ultimately one escapes her.

Akane: “Hn..”

Death moves one hand down Akane’s body slowly. He gets to her pelvis and reaches underneath her red dress. He readies his fingers and slowly pushes them in.

Akane moans again, but this time the moment she opens her mouth, Death kisses her. She continues to moan as Death moves his fingers in and out, but the noises are muffled by their kiss.

Death continues to move his fingers back and forth. Akane body wriggles on the desk. One of her hands grips the desk for support.

Death finally pulls his hand away. He continues to kiss Akane, but at the same time, he begins to unbuckle his pants. He takes out his member.

Akane speaks between kisses.

Akane: “Wait—”

Death holds his member with one hand. He is preparing to put it into Akane. Akane pushes Death away.

Akane: “Stop.”

Akane’s breath is heavy.

Akane: “We can’t. We can’t go all the way.”

Death also looks a little tired.

Death: “Why not?”

Akane pulls up her dress to cover her breasts. She looks almost guilty.

Akane: “We just can’t.”

Death has a disappointed expression, but ultimately, he can’t do anything.

Title card: My New Boss is the Grim Reaper?! Episode 3.

Death’s Office, Death Incorporated Building, Morning

Akane sits at the desk. She is back in her formal outfit, yet she still feels naked. She wraps an arm over her chest while another arm rests over her lap. Her face is still a little flushed from what happened.

Death walks up to her and hands her a mug of coffee.

Akane smiles at him.

Akane: “Thank you.”

Death sits at his desk. The two sip at their coffee for a moment in silence. Death looks at Akane, but doesn’t say anything.

Akane lowers her mug.

Akane: “I want it to be special.”

Death seems surprised.

Death: “Are you a virgin?”

Akane: “No, but I don’t want to have sex purely for the sake of it. I think it’s best enjoyed when you really love someone.”

Death closes his eyes and sips at his coffee. He ponders Akane’s words for a moment.

Death opens his eyes again.

Death: “I think that’s for the best. What we did was a one-time thing, and you’d be foolish to think it will make me let you stay.”

Akane holds her mug tightly with both hands.

Death puts his mug on his desk.

Death: “You’re a smart woman, I won’t deny it. I would’ve hired you, but as you said, even I have to follow the rules.”

Akane frowns. She bought herself some time, though not a lot of it.

Death: “Start with the file room. I need you to organize all the deaths this year so far. The receptionist will show you where it is.”

Akane has an annoyed expression.

Akane: “Wait, I’m supposed to be your personal assistant!”

Death: “And you can assist me by organising the file room.”

Akane is frustrated. It’s obvious that Death is making her do tedious and menial work in an attempt to annoy her.

Akane stands and walks towards the door.

Death: “Oh, and one last thing, Hayakawa-san.”

Akane turns back to look at Death.

Death has a smug smile. It is devilish, and just a little bit charismatic.

Death: “Consider this your thirty-day notice.”