"You want all of them? Isn't that a little greedy?"
"Is that not allowed?"
Her orange-red eyes stared into Rin Ito's, like a kitten waiting to be fed by its master.
Buying them wasn't really a problem. Rin Ito had previously drawn only Pure Love manga, so the adult toys he kept for reference were the ordinary kind, nothing too extreme. If it were the bondage gear from the Humiliation doujinshi Orihime brought last time... Rin Ito shuddered at the thought. As for the cost, his allowance from "sensei" (Chihiro) was more than enough.
"Fine, I guess."
Mashiro nodded, her gaze gradually drifting down from Rin Ito's eyes.
"Make a dress."
"Making a dress is fine, but do you know how many times it takes to make one?" Rin Ito looked at Mashiro helplessly. "Doujinshi is doujinshi; reality is reality." Although Mashiro's request only benefited him, Rin Ito felt the need to educate Mashiro on the difference between the doujinshi world and the real world.
"To get a dress as full and plump as in the doujinshi, one time might not even be enough. You'd need at least twenty or thirty for a skirt. You couldn't even finish one in a week." Rin Ito paused... Trying to make a full dress would literally kill a man. The quantity shown in the manga would require him to empty his brain and his balls completely.
"If you want to make a dress, the content inside could be substituted with something else, like shower gel or something similar."
"Mhm." Mashiro thought for a moment and agreed with Rin Ito. "Then, let's make one 'real' one first, just for reference."
Rin Ito took a condom from his drawer. These weren't the ones Mashiro had bought this afternoon, but ones Rin Ito had purchased earlier. He had bought them to use with Kaede, but not only did Kaede not use them, but he ended up injecting the contents directly into Suzu's body... Now, he was going to use one with Mashiro.
Mashiro tore open the package and held the slippery rubber in her hand, curiously playing with it. The lubricant formed a thin, delicate thread between Mashiro's soft fingertips, but... the round latex circle was completely different from what she saw in the manga, where it seemed to cover everything.
"How do I use this?"
"First, you have to get me excited."
Mashiro nodded, preparing to take off the only thing she was wearing, the white shirt, but Rin Ito stopped her before she could undo a single button.
Under Mashiro's questioning gaze, Rin Ito grabbed a cup from the computer desk... a water cup, not the Fiji-Island-special cup. Rin Ito then poured the remaining water onto Mashiro's chest. The white shirt became soaked and clung tightly to her skin, outlining the soft, tempting curves of her breasts while two rosy points peeked through. The hazy, blurred effect made Rin Ito's pants shift, and Mashiro nodded, looking like she had learned a new trick.
She squatted in front of Rin Ito, her fair, slender fingers exceptionally soft and delicate as she grasped his cock.
"It's bigger than last time."
"Bigger?" Rin Ito felt that too, but he hadn't measured carefully before.
"Mhm," Mashiro confirmed. "It's 0.5 centimeters longer and 0.1 centimeters thicker."
Mashiro's precise statement made Kaede, in the next room, break out in a cold sweat. The Camera System had activated the moment Mashiro touched him, and Kaede saw Mashiro, squatting in front of Rin Ito in a wet shirt with a condom in her hand. But that wasn't the important part. The important part was the +0.5CM length and +0.1CM girth—this was the 'compensation' the Nurturing System gave her today... Such a small difference, and she wouldn't have noticed it without a side-by-side comparison.
And yet... Mashiro remembered his size so clearly? Was the System going to be discovered? Although Kaede was in her own room, she instinctively held her breath.
"That specific?"
Rin Ito was also stunned. Mashiro remembered such details? But more than Mashiro's memory, Rin Ito was concerned about his own body... he was long past puberty.
"Mhm."
"It must be because I'm more excited today than yesterday," Rin Ito said casually.
Rin Ito knew it wasn't an excitement issue. Yesterday, for reference, Mashiro had shown Rin Ito every fold and even the proof of her virginity; Rin Ito's body had definitely been at peak arousal. Today, Mashiro's Boyfriend Shirt outfit was also incredibly arousing, so there shouldn't be a difference. Even if there was, it shouldn't be a gap of 0.5 centimeters. 0.5 centimeters is negligible in height, but quite noticeable in length.
But this wasn't the time to worry about it. Rin Ito gently guided Mashiro's head. Although the smell of lubricant made Mashiro frown slightly, she did as Rin Ito instructed.
"Putting it on is easy," Rin Ito paused. "Press your lips against the edge, then lower your head, and it will slide on. Be careful not to let your teeth touch."
The normal way was, of course, to use her hands, but using her hands was too ordinary. Rin Ito wanted to experience what it felt like for a girl to put it on with her mouth. Pressing her lips tightly, Mashiro carefully lowered her head. Unlike yesterday, when Mashiro dove right in, the sensation was different. Although it was ultra-thin, after experiencing the sensation without a barrier, this wasn't quite the same. The warmth started in her mouth and deepened into the tightness of her throat, but it was only halfway there. Mashiro had tried to go deeper yesterday, but the stimulus to her throat made her gag within a second.
"Alright, stop there. You can use your hands for the rest now." Feeling that Mashiro had reached her limit, Rin Ito asked her to let go. Rin Ito only wanted to experience the sensation; he didn't want to hurt Mashiro.
Mashiro looked up, wiped away the silver thread with the back of her hand, and then stared straight at Rin Ito as if asking what to do next.
"The next step is..." Rin Ito's gaze fell on the two rosy points peeking through Mashiro's shirt. Yesterday, Mashiro had only served him with her hands and mouth; she hadn't tried using her chest yet. Although Mashiro wasn't as well-endowed as Kaede and Suzu, that was because the sisters were abnormally large; Mashiro was at the level of an average JK (high school girl).
"Put your hands on either side of your chest and squeeze, then lower your head and lick it like a lollipop... Hiss."
Seeing Rin Ito's body tremble slightly, Mashiro, like a child with a new toy, used her full strength.
Mashiro is truly... greedy.