Rin Ito continued to take Sagiri around the convention, snapping photos of various beautiful girls. It must be said that, as expected of a mixed surface/underground world, the looks were quite good. Initially, when there were fewer people, Sagiri couldn't get pictures of the panties, but as the crowd grew, Sagiri took advantage of the chaos and her petite size to capture many good photos.
Sagiri had a very fun morning. She lost a lot of water but also replenished a lot, and after expending quite a bit of physical energy, Sagiri wanted to find a place to sit and rest. However, with her inner thighs held open, it was difficult to find a suitable place to sit. In the end, she settled on Rin Ito's lap... At least Rin Ito's thighs could be slightly parted so Sagiri wouldn't press on the wires.
"Speaking of which... I remember you also have a cosplay outfit in your closet, Sagiri?"
"Mom bought it for me before." Sagiri immediately became alert after subconsciously answering. "I won't wear it for you to see... Ugh!!! Fine, I get it, pervert! H! I'll wear it for you to see, okay!"
Sagiri lifted her leg and fiercely stomped on Rin Ito's toe, and only then did Rin Ito stop. Sagiri felt like her body had become his toy!
Sagiri held her phone, looking at the photos she had just taken, while Rin Ito checked the comments from fans on social media.
Buzz, buzz, buzz... Rin Ito's phone vibrated. It was a message from Orihime.
Orihime: [Ito-sensei, someone just asked for Mashiro-san's contact information.]
Rin Ito: [Why didn't you just refuse?]
Orihime: [No, it's not like that... Do you know the name Akane Kousaka, Ito-sensei? She's a very famous producer in the surface world. She seems to have taken a liking to Mashiro-san's drawing and wants to invite Mashiro-san to participate in her project.]
Akane Kousaka? Rin Ito vaguely recalled the name. After a slight pause to remember, Rin Ito realized he had read her manga in high school. She used to be a rather famous surface-world manga artist, but he hadn't heard her name since her work had a terrible anime adaptation. It seems she transitioned into a producer.
Rin Ito: [Is she planning to ask Mashiro to draw manga?]
Orihime: [It seems she wants her to be the original artist for a game. She didn't tell me the specific project.]
Orihime, on the other end of the phone, glanced at the capable woman with her long wine-red hair tied in a single ponytail nearby. She was scanning the surrounding booths with the gaze of a predator searching for prey.
Rin Ito: [If it was manga, Mashiro might be interested, but she definitely won't be interested in game art. Wait a moment, I'll call Mashiro.]
Rin Ito called Mashiro, and the result was as he expected. Mashiro was completely uninterested in game art.
Rin Ito: [I've asked Mashiro. She's not interested. If she's persistent, you can give her my number.]
Orihime put down her phone and quickly ran to Akane Kousaka. Capable and mature women like Akane Kousaka were Orihime's goal; she wanted to become someone like her.
"Kousaka-san," Orihime slightly bowed with her hands folded in front of her. "I'm very sorry, Kousaka-san, but I cannot disclose that artist's identity. If you are truly interested, Kousaka-san, I can give you the phone number of [Baumkuchen]'s circle president."
"That would be great, thank you. I'll discuss the details with [Baumkuchen]'s president."
Without any unnecessary talk, Akane Kousaka obtained Rin Ito's phone number from Orihime. After thanking Orihime, Akane Kousaka found a quiet corner, pulled out her phone, and dialed Rin Ito's number. The moment Rin Ito answered the phone, Akane Kousaka's voice came through.
"Hello, Mr. President. I'm Akane Kousaka." Even across the phone, Rin Ito could hear the confidence in her voice, as if everything was under her control.
"Hello. Orihime has already told me about it. I apologize, but she will not be participating in your project, Kousaka-san." Rin Ito refused outright, but Akane Kousaka didn't give up and continued to try to persuade Rin Ito.
"Mr. President, I haven't discussed the details of the project with Tsukimoto-san. May I meet with her or with you in person? I believe you will definitely be interested."
Rin Ito frowned slightly. It was impossible to let her meet Mashiro. After all, Mashiro was a world-class artist, and the fewer people who knew about her drawing doujinshi, the better. She didn't even have a pseudonym on the doujinshi, only the circle name [Baumkuchen] was listed. But if she investigated further or even stalked her, Mashiro could easily be exposed. Rin Ito needed to make her give up. After a brief consideration, Rin Ito spoke.
"Let's set a time, but only I will be there. She will not attend."
"I know the organizer of this convention. If you are available later, Mr. President, how about meeting in the convention office?"
Rin Ito glanced at Sagiri.
"No, I have plans today. Let's arrange another time to meet."
"No problem."
Rin Ito chatted with Akane Kousaka for a while, set a time for the meeting, and then hung up the phone, gently rubbing Sagiri's head.
"Have you rested enough? Is there anything else you want to see?"
Sagiri lightly bit her lower lip and mumbled with some grievance, "You don't have to bother with me if you're busy." Sagiri had heard everything Rin Ito said to Mashiro and Akane Kousaka... Sagiri actually had quite a few fans online, and her drawing skills were quite good. But now Sagiri truly realized the gap between herself and Mashiro. Her doujinshi and Mashiro's doujinshi were sold together, but Mashiro's sold faster, and the producer who called was looking for Mashiro, not her.
"What nonsense." Rin Ito tapped Sagiri's head. "I promised to take you around the convention today."
"Hmph... I bet you haven't played with me enough, right?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... So smart, you figured it out." Rin Ito reached out and gently wrapped his arm around Sagiri's slender waist, subtly pressing his hand on her lower abdomen. Her waist was slender and her body small. A slight exertion of force from Rin Ito's hand could affect the little room deep inside Sagiri's body, causing her body to instantly soften.
After being played with all morning, Sagiri didn't remember how many times she had reached the peak today, but Sagiri was not satisfied; on the contrary, she felt a little unsatisfied. Rin Ito played with her chest, her lower abdomen, and her butt, but he didn't touch the most important garden at all. Yet, she had climaxed countless times.
But... it's not enough. It's still not enough. The more she was played with, the more unsatisfied she became, as if the edging hell continued to this moment. The more she was played with, the more she wanted.
She wanted to climb the ladder of adulthood, just like in the doujinshi, and reach the true ladder. She wanted to become a real adult.