After one cup, there's another; after this cup, there are three more.
When the four of them arrived at the Comiket venue, the Comiket hadn't started yet. Umimi and the others, holding their exhibitor passes, had already entered the hall to set up the doujinshi that Ito had moved there in advance, ready for sale.
Ito, on the other hand, accompanied Sagiri outside the venue, queuing like ordinary guests to experience the Comiket atmosphere.
Dressed in sportswear, Sagiri hugged Ito's arm tightly, pressing against him, her face lowered, not daring to look up.
Aside from having her horizons broadened by the wires connecting the small toy to the battery, Sagiri was fundamentally an extremely shy social recluse.
Although Sagiri knew that wearing sportswear would prevent her from being noticed, and the entangled wires inside her butt wouldn't result in a pink toy falling out of her pant leg or sticky liquid flowing out, the inability to close her widened horizons still made her instinctively feel guilty and afraid to look up.
However… the more shy Sagiri was, the more she attracted attention. Her waist-length silver hair seemed to shimmer in the sunlight, and her ears, peeking out from her hair, were flushed and hot. Even without seeing Sagiri's face, one could imagine the alluring shyness of a petite girl.
Ito looked at her shy appearance, pressing his lips together to hold back a laugh. Besides the diaper to prevent leaks, Ito had also prepared a mask.
Just as Sagiri could speak fluently during her live streams when she wore her magical girl mask, putting a mask on Sagiri was equivalent to taking a mask off her.
However… Sagiri's embarrassed appearance was rare.
While queuing, Ito occasionally turned the toy on Sagiri's body on and off, finding the constant switching particularly amusing.
Facing Ito's teasing, Sagiri, with her face lowered, silently and fiercely pinched the soft flesh at Ito's waist with her fingers. But whenever Sagiri pinched, Ito would turn up the switch, and in a moment, her hand lost its strength, only able to tightly cling to Ito's arm to prevent herself from falling due to weak legs.
The two of them queued like this, and soon it was entry time. As the crowd slowly moved forward, Ito also turned off the toy.
Although her horizons were widened by the wires, Sagiri had almost adapted after such a long time.
When Ito wasn't deliberately teasing her, Sagiri could still walk properly, despite a slight unusual sensation.
Entering the exhibition hall, Sagiri's eyes sparkled as she looked at scenes that had only appeared in videos and animations before. She lifted her face and looked around, but… she couldn't see anything.
She couldn't see anything at all.
Sagiri, who lacked exercise, was very petite. Near the bustling entrance, it was full of people, and Sagiri couldn't see a thing.
"Want to ride on my shoulders?"
Ito asked with a smile.
"No!"
Sagiri instantly refused.
Riding on Ito's shoulders would indeed allow her to be a head taller and see the entire venue, but… being so conspicuous would definitely attract attention.
Just being looked at normally made Sagiri extremely shy, let alone being stared at while her butt was spread open… Sagiri would rather die than ride on Ito's shoulders.
Ito took a mask from his backpack and handed it to Sagiri. Sagiri snatched the mask and put it on her face.
"Why didn't you take out the mask earlier!"
"You didn't ask me, how would I know?" Ito said with a playful smile, then handed his backpack to Sagiri and whispered, "The restroom isn't crowded yet, do you want to go change your diaper?"
"Mm… yes."
Sagiri nodded repeatedly with her mask on. She was worried that the diaper wouldn't absorb all the leakage from before. Sagiri glanced at the sign and, pulling Ito's hand, quickly walked towards the restroom.
However, limited by her spread-open butt, Sagiri couldn't walk much faster.
"You… you wait for me here."
Arriving at the restroom door, Sagiri glared at Ito, then scurried into the restroom. Inside, she could see some cosplayers doing quick touch-ups.
Although there were changing rooms in the venue, most cosplayers applied their makeup before leaving home. If they waited until they arrived at the venue to do their makeup and change, the Comiket would probably be over by the time they finished. Moreover… there were rumors of cameras being installed in Comiket changing rooms.
Now, cosplay had just begun, and only a few cosplayers who had accidentally smudged their makeup on the way would go to the restroom and changing rooms to touch up.
After glancing at the cosplayer touching up in front of the mirror, a guilty Sagiri quickly entered a stall.
Closing the door and making sure it was locked, Sagiri then pulled down her sweatpants and underwear to her thighs, unfastened her diaper, and pulled it off, a silver thread breaking.
Looking at the two pink switches on her thigh garters and the wires extending to her chest, lower abdomen, and inside her butt, Sagiri's heart involuntarily quickened.
Today… she not only left her house, but she did so wearing these lewd toys, and she exposed everything in front of everyone.
Buzz buzz buzz…
The vibration of her phone brought Sagiri back to reality. It was a message from Ito.
Ito: [Take a selfie and show me, how about it?]
Sagiri: [No way!!!!!!!!!!!]
Ito: [It's such a shame not to see Sagiri's cute appearance.]
"…Pervert!"
Although she muttered a low curse and showed a disgusted expression, Sagiri still sat on the toilet, raised her phone, and sent Ito a selfie.
Leaning against the wall and looking at the selfie Sagiri sent, Ito thought of an anime he had watched before, something like "Looking at Panties with a Disgusted Face."
Every time the female protagonist would lift her skirt with a disgusted face to show the male protagonist her panties, it was much like Sagiri now.
Although Sagiri looked disgusted, she still obediently sent the selfie.
Sagiri: [Delete it after you've seen it!]
Ito: [No problem, I've already engraved the photo into my DNA!]
Sagiri: [Pervert!]
Sagiri: [Don't engrave strange things into your DNA!]
Sagiri, her face flushed with shame and anger, quickly took out tissues from her bag to wipe the sticky fluid between her legs, then put on a new diaper.
It took Sagiri quite a while to clumsily put it on… The rest was fine, but the wires connected to her butt were particularly difficult to handle.
Sagiri, wearing her mask, walked out of the restroom.
Her first action was to snatch Ito's phone and delete the selfie she had just sent. Then she lifted her leg and stomped hard on Ito's toes.
"Hiss… Ow ow ow… My leg is lame, you carry me."
"Pervert! Go to hell!"
Sagiri, her face flushed with shame and anger, glared at Ito, then grabbed his hand and walked forward. After walking for a while, Sagiri, her face red, turned to look at Ito. It wasn't that Ito had turned on the switch; it was only after pulling Ito along that Sagiri remembered she didn't know the booth number. After roughly circling and not seeing Umimi and the others, Sagiri finally endured the embarrassment and turned around.
This was her first time selling doujinshi at a Comiket, and she didn't want to miss it.
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