Indeed, the term "summoning to the office" is not precisely appropriate... After all, Miss Rikier is not an employee of Jonas, but merely someone who has had a sex companion chip forcibly implanted by him. And as the perpetrator, Mr. Jonas does not hold a position to demand anything from Miss Rikier, considering the morally corrupt nature of the perpetrator, who is rightfully subject to criticism.
However, Mr. Jonas himself is not a virtuous individual, hence he carries no psychological burden no matter how much he torments Miss Rikier. The implanted sex companion chip renders its bearer unable to resist their owner's commands; should any inclination of resistance be detected, the electrical current produced by the chip is sufficient to render the bearer in a state worse than death. Miss Rikier has experienced this state on more than one occasion. Each punishment tortures her to the brink of death... Even someone as headstrong as Miss Rikier can only submit under the intimidation of the sex companion chip. This is why Miss Rikier obediently follows Jonas's orders. Even though she harbors intense hatred towards him, she still finds herself compelled to address him as 'master' upon meeting him... This twisted sense of displacement inevitably brings a sense of pleasure to Jonas's innermost being.
And as he observes Miss Rikier standing before him, dressed in a skimpy maid outfit, her face a mixture of shame and indignation, Jonas's inner satisfaction grows even more. The fabric rubbing against her skin sends a silky sensation through her body, her hands tightly clutching the hem of her skirt as she pulls it down, feeling more humiliated than ever in her life. Glaring fiercely at the culprit before her, Miss Rikier's face displays a blend of embarrassment and anger, yet she dare not speak her mind.
Wearing the ultra-short maid outfit is naturally at the command of the other party; this kind of ultra-short skirt, which leaves even the thighs uncovered, fills Miss Rikier with a peculiar sense of shame, compounded by the maid outfit's inherent implications... It can be said that this is an insult to Miss Rikier's personhood!
"Miss Rikier, please, have a seat," Jonas says, observing the girl's awkwardness and discomfort standing before him, then smiling as he addresses her, looking into her eyes. Upon hearing this, Miss Rikier takes a deep breath, as if calming her emotions. She then takes a seat in front of Jonas, but inevitably, the short skirt becomes even more indescribable, and she can only use her hands to cover herself, pretending with a flushed face that nothing has happened, and she speaks up, saying, "Please, just tell me what you want. I don't want to see you."
Well, this statement naturally reflects the girl's innermost thoughts, but after various regulations and modifications, it is finally uttered. After all, uttering profanity while under the influence of the sex companion chip would result in punishment, as would harboring ill will towards the chip's owner. Otherwise, according to the original plan, a single sentence from Jonas would lead to the deaths of several of his loved ones. And Miss Rikier would inevitably be punished as well.
"It's clear, Miss Rikier harbors quite a bit of resentment towards me," Jonas says, smiling and continuing, "Do you mind telling me where the dissatisfaction lies?" ——Do you have no idea why I'm dissatisfied with you? Hearing this, Miss Rikier feels a surge of anger, but ultimately, she merely snorts in disdain, paying no attention to the other party. After all, she is still constrained by the sex companion chip, and it's better not to engage in direct conflicts with the other party until she can remove the threat of the chip.
Seeing the other party remain silent, Jonas isn't angered. Instead, he proceeds to ask, "So, Miss Rikier, do you like the outfit I've prepared for you?" He pauses, then continues with a smile, "It's the latest fashion from District 25, and all the girls there seem to love this style..."
This statement surprises Miss Rikier somewhat, as she can't imagine normal girls wearing such clothes in public. Just wearing this outfit in the office makes her feel extremely uncomfortable; she can't imagine going out in public like this... It would be better to just end her life with a single stroke. As she imagines streets filled with women wearing this kind of clothing, she can't help but shiver with disgust. Are the girls from District 25 all succubi reincarnated? How could they consider such things fashionable?
Perhaps guessing what Miss Rikier is thinking, Jonas can't help but smile, then speaks first, "So, Miss Rikier, there's no need to be nervous; it's just regular clothing." This statement, coupled with Jonas's previous remarks, is quite convincing, which reassures Miss Rikier considerably, and she no longer feels the need to be as secretive in her movements. After calming her emotions somewhat, she takes a deep breath and asks, "So, what is it that you want from me?"
"Miss Rikier, are you aware of the business conference hosted by the Morris Consortium in a few weeks?" Jonas asks calmly, supplementing, "The conference will be held on the Morris Consortium's yacht, and the location is by the seaside in the Mistka District..."
Upon hearing this, Miss Rikier first furrows her brow, then her expression turns ugly as if she has realized something. If she's not mistaken, this should be a trap arranged in advance by Teng Yu's last son, and the target is the current Mr. Jonas. And mentioning this matter indicates that the other party has already noticed something unusual. Thinking of this, Miss Rikier can't help but purse her lips, looking at Jonas with a vigilant gaze.
"So, tell me, what do you want me to do?"
"To be honest, this is my first time participating in such a conference, so I lack experience," Jonas says, looking at the maid-clad girl in front of him and speaking frankly, "I hope Miss Rikier will accompany me."
Upon hearing Jonas's words, Miss Rikier's heart sinks. It's clear that the other party wants to use her to shake Teng Yu's last son. She can't agree to such a thing... The girl struggles to raise her head, looking at Jonas with determination in her eyes: "I refu..." Before she could finish her sentence, the girl feels her body uncontrollably crouching down. Like a puppy begging for mercy, she puts her hands on her head and slightly opens her lips, sticking out her tongue as if exhaling.
Jonas looks down at the girl, his tone slightly playful as he says, "I'm sorry, Miss Rikier..."
"You don't have the right to refuse."