S.o.s.? Salt Or Sugar? Manhua

Oshio sat at his desk, frustration gnawing at him as he stared at the list of potential clients for the week. Satou's name seemed to mock him from the top of the list, a constant reminder of the thorn in his side. Determined to finally outshine his rival, Oshio meticulously planned every detail of the meeting with Mr. Tanaka, a wealthy businessman with a penchant for fine dining. The night of the dinner arrived, and Oshio's confidence wavered as he noticed Satou's smug smile across the restaurant. The air was thick with tension, both men vying for Mr. Tanaka's attention with charming smiles and witty conversation. But as the night wore on, Oshio felt a shift in the atmosphere, a current of something more than just competition. When Mr. Tanaka excused himself to take a phone call, Oshio found himself standing face to face with Satou, the heat of their rivalry sparking between them. Without thinking, Oshio blurted out, "Why do you always have to ruin everything for me?" Satou's expression softened, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his eyes. "Because you make it too easy, Oshio," he replied, his voice low and intense. In a moment of boldness, Oshio closed the distance between them, his lips capturing Satou's in a fiery kiss. It was a clash of wills, a surge of emotion that neither of them could ignore. As they pulled away, breathless and dazed, Oshio felt something shift inside him – a realization that perhaps this rivalry was more than just about business. Their eyes locked, a silent understanding passing between them. The line between love and hate blurred, and in that moment, Oshio knew that their relationship would never be the same again. As Mr. Tanaka returned to the table, Oshio and Satou exchanged a knowing glance, the unspoken question lingering in the air – salt or sugar?