Nip the bigger threat in the bud.

Mei doesn't seem to be in much danger, and your position as bodyguard places you close enough to ensure that. On the other hand, Ji-Hyun is a mystery - and one you need to figure out first. Chancing on a crowd of personnel surrounding Mei and Ji-Hyun, you take a moment to swallow a yellow Persuasion Pill. A few more moments are spent trying to stay standing as the ****'s side effect takes over, but you manage to tough it out. Handily, the symptoms of nausea and vertigo only occur during a few seconds after ingestion, after which you're a smooth operator for a few hours.

You find the secretary observing Mei from a distance away, as the young idol stretches and strikes poses that show off her naturally flawless skin. Wasting no time you grab her by the wrist and pull her away.

"Wha - "

"We need to talk." Finally locating a less populated sector of the building, you push your way into a toilet and jam the two of you into an empty stall. Ji-Hyun stares at you wide-eyed, more out of surprise than offense, and gasps as you knead your hands into her chest.

"I-i-it's not Friday," she groans weakly.

"Now." You growl insistently into her ear. Between getting treated to the views of Mei and Ji-Hyun's bouncing bosoms and having this potential femme fatale tease you like a fish on a line, your patience has reached its breaking point. Gently but firmly you plant your lips and hers and feed her your tongue, tasting her weakening resolve. Any attempt on her side to discourage you easily melts away, and instead of pressing her arms against yours, she starts to wrap them around you, as if expecting reciprocation.

What you actually do is to flip her around, trapping her between your weight and a wall. One hand goes straight for her crotch as you roughly glide your fingers along her covered slit.

"Let's start to know each other," you hiss, blowing arousal and frustration against her lobe. "...You're not really a secretary, are you?"