Disgusting.
So disgusting!
Though it wasn't the first time she'd seen it, observing it from such a close distance made Sakiko's stomach turn. Her face involuntarily twisted into a look of revulsion.
However... the more "disgusted" Sakiko looked, the more excited Rin became!
Some men get off on being looked down upon by a girl; Rin was the type who wanted to bully a girl even harder when she looked at him like that.
"Miss Toyokawa, I have finished explaining the key points. Is there anything you don't understand that requires a repeat?"
"S-sorry. Could you explain the whole thing again?"
"....Very well."
Watching Ai's "constipated" expression of annoyance, Rin almost burst out laughing. Sakiko had heard and understood everything; she was just stalling for time.
Though she knew from yesterday's meals that there wouldn't be a bad taste, the sight of the throbbing veins and the sheer mass of the thing made her want to retreat.
Furthermore, this rod had been inside Karen and the others just yesterday. The thought of putting something in her mouth that had been in another girl's body—or their rears—made Sakiko hesitate.
Sakiko glanced at Ai beside her... yesterday, Ai had used her mouth to clean Kaguya. Sakiko couldn't fathom how she could bring herself to do that.
Even as girls, it should be revolting. But...
Mutsumi's cold, stoic face appeared in Sakiko's mind. If it were Mutsumi... No! Not even for Mutsumi! Licking the place where one urinated is too much!
Ai could tell exactly what Sakiko was thinking. Initially, Ai had felt the same revulsion... whether it was Rin, Kaguya, or her mother Nao, she had been disgusted.
But she had adapted. And... seeing the pleasure on the faces of those she loved—her Master, her best friend, her mother—made the disgust vanish.
She had even grown to enjoy the play.
But right now... there was no time for Sakiko to "slowly" accept it.
"EEE-YAAAHH!!!!"
Ai caught Sakiko off guard, ruthlessly shoving her head forward. The Toyokawa heiress's delicate cheek was pressed firmly against Rin's wicked, throbbing root.
the concentrated masculine scent flooded her nose and short-circuited her brain. Sakiko was in a daze, but Ai didn't stop. Her hand reached down and precisely gripped Sakiko's weak spot, applying a sharp squeeze.
"Just like I said. Stick your tongue out."
"Uu..." Sakiko cautiously extended her tongue. Just like the porridge yesterday, it looked intimidating but actually lacked any foul flavor.
"Correct. Just like that. Miss Toyokawa has a natural talent for service. Remember to look up and watch Master's expression while you work."
Sakiko wanted to cry... I don't want a 'natural talent' for this!
Ai coached her inch by inch. Once the act truly began and the lack of foul taste registered, Sakiko's internal revulsion eased significantly, allowing her to follow the instructions.
But Sakiko was celebrating too soon. Tongue-work was just the introductory level... the real challenge was using her throat. Unless one was like Shion—trained as a maid with "props" under a senior's guidance—a novice's first time usually ended in gagging and vomiting.
Beyond the physical disgust, Sakiko was struggling with the psychological weight... Kneeling and licking was a direct violation of the dignity she had been raised with as a Toyokawa.
Back then, she never would have done this. Not for a man she barely knew, and not even for a future husband. She would never have provided such depraved service, never have worn cat ears, and never have accepted a collar.
Impossible. Absolutely impossible.
But that was then. And this was now...
Closing her eyes, serving Rin like he was a giant popsicle, Karen's words echoed in her ears... Surrender your body and dignity to Master. Discard the pressure and the chains.
Forget... everything.
Mortis: [GUHHH~~~ Why hasn't he eaten Sakiko yet?]
Mortis: [Sakiko's body is so cute.]
Mortis: [I've told him so many times.]
Mortis: [Why why why why why~~~~~]
While Sakiko was being "educated" in the basement, Mutsumi was alone in her own basement, playing her guitar.
Mutsumi was used to solitary weekends, but the childish Mortis was dying of boredom... What a waste of a weekend, not bullying Sakiko.
Mutsumi checked her phone. There had been no sign of Sakiko in the Ave Mujica group chat since yesterday, even when tagged.
Nyamu was already speculating that Sakiko had met with an accident and was suggesting they elect a new leader to keep the band active.
Mutsumi: [They can't find Saki.]
Mutsumi: [Saki must be with him.]
Mortis: [Then let's go find them!]
Mutsumi: [No. He didn't call us for a reason. We shouldn't interrupt.]
Mortis: [AAAAHHH SO BORING SO BORING SO BORING!!! I WANT TO BE BRED!!!]
BZZZT. BZZZT.
The vibration of the phone grabbed their attention.
Mutsumi had very few friends; the number of people with her contact info could be counted on one hand.
Mutsumi: [It's Soyo.]
Mortis: [Read it! Read it! See what Soyo sent! Let's find something interesting to do.]
Mutsumi opened the chat. The message was short and direct.
Soyo: [Tomori and Taki were eaten by him.]
Mutsumi: [And?]
Soyo: [Should we all have a party together?]
Soyo: [Sakiko hasn't really spoken to Tomori since the live.]
Soyo: [Taki has probably forgiven Sakiko by now too.]
Yes! Yes! Say yes! Mortis urged in her mind.
Mutsumi didn't dislike the idea of a party, especially with the Crychic girls. Even if the band couldn't be restored, if they were all "eaten" by Rin, they could still be together.
It would be the perfect time to have Rin devour Sakiko.
Mutsumi: [Okay.]
Soyo: [Then please talk to Tomori and Taki.]
Soyo: [Don't tell them I've been eaten too. Let's give them a surprise.]
Soyo: [I'll leave it to you~]
Mutsumi: [I can do that.]
Mutsumi didn't fear awkwardness; she rarely spoke to people anyway, so a bit of social friction didn't bother her.
On the other side of the screen, Soyo—lying on her bed—watched the "Okay" appear. Her lips curled into a smile of pure delight... Just according to plan.