Tomori: [Anon, Soyo, and Rana all want to have a party together!]
The exclamation mark perfectly captured the little penguin's excitement.
Rin Ito, currently in the Baumkuchen basement, looked at his phone in total bewilderment.
What the hell?
I haven't even made a move and they're already surrendering for free?
It was a fantastic proposal, and Rin's mind was spinning.
He could understand Soyo, but he couldn't fathom why Anon and Rana would volunteer for an orgy... Do they want to sleep with their manager for a promotion?
They didn't seem like that type of girl.
Rin Ito: [Are you sure?]
Rin replied while running his fingers through Sakiko's soft, sweat-dampened hair.
Tomori: [Mmm!]
Tomori: [Mutsumi messaged me today saying she wanted a party with me and Taki.]
Tomori: [Then Anon and the others found out.]
Tomori: [They said they wanted in, too.]
Rin Ito: [And you want to deepen your 'bond' and become a 'three-lifetime' band with them, right?]
Tomori: [Mmm!]
Rin Ito: [F-Fine then...]
If they wanted a party, Rin certainly wasn't going to say no. Turning down a "free" meal like that would be a disgrace to manhood.
However, Mutsumi wasn't close with Anon or Rana; a massive orgy might actually trigger her mental state.
But knowing Mutsumi, she probably just wanted to be "grass-fed" by him. It wasn't a major issue.
Rin glanced down at Sakiko, who was currently struggling to swallow.
This was her first time attempting to serve him with her throat, and she was letting out occasional, pathetic gagging sounds. She was clumsy, but the "training" was nearly complete.
She had gone from "sacrificing her dignity for Mutsumi" to "surrendering her dignity even when Mutsumi wasn't watching."
For a girl with her level of pride, the progress was remarkable.
Karen wasn't trying to destroy Sakiko's self-respect; she wanted a comrade to share the pressure with. The ultimate goal was to make Sakiko an arrogant Ojou-sama in public and a submissive kitten in private.
Karen herself was already far beyond a "kitten"; she was a total masochist who thrived on humiliation and pain.
Rin didn't know if Sakiko would fully embrace the "submissive kitten" role yet, but she was clearly becoming addicted to the release this lifestyle provided. Her pride just refused to let her admit it.
Rin Ito: [How about this... Mutsumi isn't close with Anon yet. We'll set a date for a 'Crychic Farewell Party' first. You and Sakiko haven't talked properly since the live, right?]
Rin Ito: [Then, another time, you can bring Anon and Rana to deepen your MyGO bonds. Sound good?]
Tomori: [Deal.]
With the schedule tentative, it was time to finish Sakiko's education.
She had been serving him for a while now. Though her technique was rough, the psychological thrill of a Toyokawa heiress at his feet, combined with the rising physical pleasure, pushed Rin to the brink.
Rin set his phone aside and gripped Sakiko's head with both hands. Ai Hayasaka, sensing the climax, sped up her rhythmic kneading of Sakiko's "vulnerable spot."
The moment Rin thrust forward, he tightened his grip.
"GUH-MMMPH... Gag... Cough cough cough!!!!"
Caught off guard, Sakiko choked violently. A heavy volume of fluid sprayed from her nose in a pathetic, messy display.
She felt like she was actually going to drown... Drowning in his juices? How humiliating.
Sakiko slumped onto the floor, gasping for air. Her eyes were glazed, as if she hadn't yet processed what had just happened.
In reality, she knew exactly what happened. She was just confused.
Strange... he just forced my head down and made me this messy. Normally, I should be furious.
But... why do I feel so light?
Why does being defiled by him make me feel relieved?
It was like...
It was like...
She had been liberated from the name "Toyokawa."
This "unclean" version of herself was no longer a Toyokawa daughter, no longer anyone's child, grandchild, or friend. She felt like an independent entity, severed from every worldly tie.
Freedom.
For the first time, Sakiko felt true freedom.
So this is what it feels like to throw everything away. No wonder Karen-san loves it.
She couldn't discard everything on her own; even when she tried, her heart refused to let go.
Karen was the same, but she used her time as his "pet" to find temporary peace and sanity before resuming her heavy burdens.
Sakiko had just been running away.
She had been lying to herself.
Even after leaving the manor, she was still the only blood heir. She was escaping her duty instead of facing it.
Escape solves nothing; it only lets the problems pile up.
Her father, her grandfather, the band...
I can't run anymore!
I won't run!!
I won't run!!!
She wouldn't pray for a miracle from a god. She would shoulder their lives herself. She would...
Become a God!
But before she became a deity...
During these 48 hours...
She would enjoy the feeling of being severed from the world and forgetting everything~
"Mmm~"
Sakiko brought her soiled hands to her face, extending her delicate tongue to meticulously lick the "porridge" from her skin.
Then, she slowly lifted her face. She looked past the mess dripping down her cheeks to lock eyes with Rin.
Her amber eyes seemed to whisper... Make me forget everything~
A flash of cunning lit her eyes. Ignoring her disheveled state, she opened her mouth and lowered her head again.
This time, Rin and Ai didn't have to force her. She went deep of her own volition.
Even when it triggered her gag reflex, she didn't care. She rhythmically bobbed her head, her fingers no longer clenched in fists but working alongside Ai to stimulate herself.
Watching Sakiko's transformation, Karen's grin was impossible to hide... Yes, that's it!
Karen could feel it: Sakiko was finally one of them.
Wanton whimpers and pained gasps were squeezed from her throat, but Sakiko was relentless. She occasionally glanced up, her eyes scanning the other girls in the basement.
Here, they weren't Shinomiya heiresses or Fujiwara daughters or Okiura heirs. They were just girls. And she was just a girl like them.
Her only task was to seize these 48 hours. Discard every worldly worry and focus entirely on her own sensations.
Replace logic with instinct. Let the rational mind rest.
And then...
Shoulder everything and become a God!