"Guh... cough, cough, cough, cough!!!!!! Hah... Hah..."
After the 'interrogation' ended, Sakiko panted heavily as if she had just survived a disaster, completely ignoring the fluids that choked out of her nose and spilled over her eyes.
Mutsumi considerately brought a wet wipe to clean the mess off for Sakiko. Coming to her senses, Sakiko massaged her neck while sitting up, glaring at Rin Ito with a deep frown of absolute disgust.
"Hah... You're so brutal to Mutsumi."
"This was Mortis's own request." Rin Ito subtly shot a glance toward the crack in the wardrobe door. "Your bond with Uika is truly deep. Just saying a few words here would save you from this suffering, yet you refuse to speak."
"I am not the type of person who speaks ill of her friends behind their backs."
In truth, Sakiko desperately wanted to say... she had no idea being throat-fucked would be so miserable that she wanted to die, but since the pre-arranged script forbade her from speaking, she could only steel her resolve and keep acting.
"Since your bond is so deep, what if I call her over..."
Rin Ito's words were cut off by Sakiko according to the plan.
"You promised not to make a move on Uika!"
"Calling her over doesn't mean making a move on her... She likes you so much, if you call her, she'll definitely come. If you two lick each other just like you licked Mutsumi earlier, she'll certainly be thrilled."
Rin Ito spoke according to the script.
Hatsune instinctively held her breath, a bold idea blooming in her mind.
Could it be...
The next second, before she could even process the fantasy, it was crushed by Sakiko.
"No way!"
"Oh? Why?" Rin Ito asked in mock ignorance. "Forget Mutsumi, you even licked Tomori so happily. Why not Uika?"
"Anyone else, Soyo, Taki, and the others are fine. But Uika... absolutely not!" Sakiko pretended to shyly avert her gaze. In reality, she just didn't want Hatsune to see her face.
"Why?"
Why!?
Rin Ito voiced the very question in Hatsune's heart.
Why? Why is it not allowed!? Why am I the only one who can't!?
"Only Uika... won't work."
It's not that it won't work generally, but only I won't work!?
"You... telling me she likes me makes it fine before... but not now." Sakiko spoke sheepishly. "Any... any other girl is fine. Even a girl I'm meeting for the first time is fine. Just... just not Uika."
Hatsune felt a sting in her nose, nearly crying out loud.
What do you mean even a girl you meet for the first time is fine, but only I won't work!?
Rin Ito, meanwhile, almost burst out laughing. Although it was a pre-arranged script, hearing Sakiko say it aloud reminded him of some absurd light novels he'd read in his past life.
An experienced heroine who could give it to anyone except the male protagonist.
The thought made it hard for Rin Ito to maintain his composure, so he turned his face away to keep Hatsune from seeing his cracking expression.
Only Mutsumi, who usually lacked expressions, could keep a straight face, though her mind was entirely filled with Mortis's laughter.
"I... I don't have a lesbian interest, and I don't hold romantic feelings for Uika." Sakiko took a few deep breaths to steady herself. "She is just my friend... If she were just a very good friend, it would be fine. But if she likes me romantically... that's just too weird! No, Uika won't work."
"I am not a loose girl... It's only acceptable during a party, any other time is forbidden!"
Despair.
Hatsune, inside the closet, was entirely consumed by despair... Only I won't work.
But then again... even her name and dreams were stolen goods.
What right did she have to touch Sakiko?
In the past, she wouldn't even dare dream of hiding in a closet like this. She could only stalk her from behind to sneak a quick look... let alone masturbating with Sakiko's underwear.
"I see... Then how about you and Mutsumi put on a show for me?"
He said it was a show for him, but in reality, it was a show for Hatsune.
Compared to the male Rin Ito, Mutsumi—a girl just like Sakiko—was a far greater cuckold trigger for her.
"Pervert!" After shooting a bashful glare at Rin Ito, Sakiko embraced the still-expressionless Mutsumi. With her lips still carrying the taste of Rin Ito, she captured Mutsumi's mouth.
A moment later, their tiny tongues entwined, making wet, sticky sounds. Their slender fingers also slid between each other's thighs.
While engaging in a deep, wet kiss, the two occasionally cast their eyes onto Rin Ito... Who wouldn't enjoy watching two beautiful girls perform for them?
Rin Ito, who had just emptied himself in Sakiko's mouth a moment ago, found himself excited once more. Watching their yuri play, Hatsune continued to work her fingers inside the closet.
Just being able to watch from the closet makes me incredibly happy!!!
Once the two had reached a climax while sucking each other's tongues and toying with each other's bodies, Rin Ito eagerly pinned the petite duo beneath him.
The two held each other, continuing to taste each other's mouths while Rin Ito took turns savoring the tight little openings below.
After a brief session of play, Rin Ito supported Sakiko by her thighs and lifted her up, adopting a position like holding a child to urinate.
Rin Ito wickedly carried Sakiko directly in front of the wardrobe doors. Right before Hatsune's eyes, he deeply and rhythmically savored every corner and fold inside Sakiko's body.
"!!!!"
Hatsune clamped her hand tightly over her mouth.
The wardrobe was a bit far from the bed. Before, when they were on the bed, Hatsune couldn't see clearly even if she stared.
But now, she could clearly see Sakiko's opening being stretched wide by Rin Ito. She could clearly hear the wet squelching sound produced by every single movement.
Every time Rin Ito moved, Hatsune's hand moved too. She tried to sync with Rin Ito's rhythm to reach the peak at the exact same time as Sakiko.
Hyper-focused on the connection point between the two, Hatsune failed to notice Rin Ito shooting a glance at Mutsumi, nor did she see Mutsumi placing her hand on the wardrobe door.
Confirming through their eye contact that Mutsumi was ready, Rin Ito's movements turned violent. Strays of hot rain cut through the crack in the door, landing on Hatsune's face.
Gulp...
Sakiko's taste... Sakiko, Sakiko, Sakiko, Sakiko, Sakiko, Sakiko, Sakiko, Sakiko!!!
Swallowing hard, Hatsune tremblingly pressed her tongue against the crack, trying to catch the hot rain.
In reality, her tongue could already be seen from the outside... Though the chances were low, to prevent exposing the plot, Sakiko could only turn her face to lock lips with Rin Ito.
Mutsumi, standing by the side, stared intently at Sakiko. With her party experience, she knew Sakiko was being driven to her limit and was about to peak.
"GUH-EEEE!!!!"
The moment Sakiko's body went rigid and she let out a wanton shriek, Mutsumi gripped the wardrobe door, and then...
Yanked it wide open!
In the next second, the hot rain accurately drenched Hatsune's frozen face.
"Eh...?"