"Hello, Tomoya... how's the game progress on your end?"
Eriri's words made Megumi Kato instinctively hold her breath. She turned her head, her eyes wide with shock as she stared at Eriri. Why are you calling him!?
Unlike the startled Megumi, Utaha and Sumi quickly guessed what Eriri was up to. Eriri smirked and switched the phone to speakerphone.
A second later, a voice that Megumi and Utaha hadn't heard in a long time crackled through the speakers.
"It's going smoothly! Almost finished. We'll definitely make it for Winter Comiket!" Tomoya's voice followed, sounding a bit smug and playful. "Did you call today specifically to ask for my advice?"
"In your dreams! Our script and CGs are already done. It's just a visual novel script—do you really think Utaha Kasumigaoka can't handle that?"
"You guys are making an 18+ game. You can draw the CGs, but I doubt Utaha-senpai knows how to write 18+ content."
Hearing Aki Tomoya say that, Eriri glanced at Utaha. Utaha immediately leaned in close to Eriri. "Aki-kun, are you underestimating me?"
Enemies always know each other best. Utaha could tell exactly what Eriri was planning with just a look. After a silent exchange of glances, Utaha played along perfectly.
"My heroine is quite... depraved, you know~"
She lingered on the word "depraved" while giving Megumi a meaningful look. After all, Megumi was the "heroine" of their game.
Sumi scampered over to Rin and poked him in the ribs, her pink eyes filled with mischief. They were clearly about to cause trouble.
But... it looks like fun!
"Mmm... Nngh!!!!"
Rin slipped one hand through the gap in Megumi's buttons to cup her breast, while the other slid up her smooth thigh, taking firm hold of her heat. A helpless Megumi could only press her hand against her tightly bitten lips to keep her moans from escaping.
"By the way, the prototype for our heroine is Miss Kato," Utaha said, her face full of delight as she watched Megumi.
"Stop... shut up! My Meguri-chan isn't a depraved girl like that!" On the other end of the line, Tomoya Aki let out a pained cry. Both teams were using Megumi Kato as the model for their heroine.
As a strict "Mainstreamer," his version of the heroine, Meguri Kano, was his ideal girl—passionate, pure, noble, and simple. She was a collection of everything beautiful.
But Utaha's words were like a mental injection rod, forcefully pumping a spirit of corruption into Meguri. As Utaha spoke, Tomoya couldn't help but visualize his pure heroine falling into depravity.
"Isn't she? In my version, Meguri-chan is a pervert with an exhibitionism fetish. A freak who wears a bunny suit and rubs against table corners in the library." As she spoke, Rin had expertly stripped the dress off Megumi. The girl's beautiful body was completely exposed to the air, her eyes shimmering with shame.
Even though Utaha was technically describing the game script, Megumi knew she was talking about her.
"SHUT UP! STOP IT!!!!"
A sense of powerlessness surged in Tomoya's heart. It was as if his "White Moonlight" was being stolen—stolen and defiled right in front of him. But since the game belonged to Utaha and the others, he couldn't stop them. It was like being tied to a chair, forced to watch his pure goddess get brutally fucked.
Listening to Tomoya's pained voice made Utaha even more ecstatic. He wanted to hang up, but Utaha blocked him.
"If you hang up, it's the same as admitting defeat. Is your love for Meguri-chan so weak that it can't withstand a few words from me?" Utaha felt the thrill of long-awaited revenge.
She had once had feelings for Tomoya, even wanting to use him as the model for her new book's protagonist. But when she tried to show him the final volume of Koisuru Metronome early to get his opinion, he refused, insisting on waiting to read it as a "pure reader."
When Tomoya saw Megumi on the slope, he decided to make a visual novel. Like Eriri, Utaha was the type to save face at all costs. After Tomoya had been snubbed by Mashiro online and started recruiting strangers... Utaha, in a fit of pique and unable to swallow her pride, joined forces with Eriri and Megumi to make this game.
But now...
"MY LOVE FOR MEGURI-CHAN IS INVINCIBLE!!!!"
Utaha continued to narrate the plot as if she were ravishing Meguri Kano. The more Tomoya suffered, the more aroused the sadistic Utaha became.
"Mmm... Haaaaaa!!!!"
Megumi's seductive moan brought Utaha back to reality, and her smirk widened.
"Shut up! Meguri-chan would never be that kind of girl!!!"
"Never? Meguri-chan, being held by a man like a child being held to pee, has her eyes rolled back into her head. It seems her 'baby room' was stimulated directly. Meguri-chan is such a depraved little slut—she came after only a few thrusts."
"No, she can't! Meguri-chan isn't a slut!"
"Hah... hah..." After taking a couple of breaths, Megumi arched her sweaty neck and whispered, "You can't just bully me alone."
Rin looked at the two of them. Not just Utaha, but Eriri too. At first, they were following the H-scenes from the script, but later they started improvising, the scenarios becoming increasingly twisted.
The two of them were like men with phantom dicks, tag-teaming the poor Meguri Kano. Tomoya was the boyfriend tied to the chair, emitting pained noises as he watched the girl he loved be humiliated.
Rin could barely keep a straight face. Megumi was actually getting incredibly turned on, projecting herself into the "Meguri" they were describing.
Rin let go of Megumi. Her bare feet stepped into the slippery mix of their fluids that had dripped from her body, making her blush furiously. But... now was not the time for shyness.
While the two were busy with their cyber-humiliation of Meguri, Megumi walked over and snatched the phone away. She smiled and spoke into the microphone.
"Eriri, Utaha, you're being too mean. Sorry, Aki-kun, they seem to have gone a bit overboard."
"Sob... Kato-san, you really are an angel." Hearing Megumi's voice, Tomoya was close to tears. "Kato-san, is what they said true?"
Tomoya knew they were making this game out of spite. Maybe those words were just to provoke him?
"Hehe, you must be Tomoya Aki, right? Actually, there's more." Sumi leaned into the phone, loving the chaos. "You should recognize me, right?"
"Uh... who are you?"
"Hmph... I am the greatest beautiful girl author in history, Sumi Yamada!"
"Sumi Yamada!?" Tomoya's shocked voice came through the phone. As Utaha's number one fan, he knew the name. He had often defended Utaha online when she clashed with Sumi.
They're at a training camp... why is Sumi Yamada, Utaha's greatest rival, with them?
"That's right, it's me." Sumi smirked, looking at Utaha and Eriri. The two of them were kneeling on either side of Rin, licking the burning heat that was still coated in Megumi's juices.
The scent of male musk and female nectar filled their lips and nostrils. The intense smell made them both knit their brows. They weren't exactly thrilled to be sharing him and his mixed fluids, but with the phone call active, they didn't dare make any loud noises.
Teasing Megumi had been fun, but now it was their turn.
"Hmph!" Eriri bumped her shoulder into Utaha. They were originally one on each side, but after pushing Utaha away, Eriri stretched her lips to the limit and took him all the way in.
Utaha's lip twitched. They're even competing over this?
Utaha was tempted to just let Eriri have him, but a second later, Eriri pulled back slightly and gave her a provocative look. Even though Utaha didn't want to lick something covered in Eriri's spit, she couldn't back down from a challenge.
She twisted her hips, her legs clad in black stockings.
"Mmph!?" Eriri let out a muffled sound as she was bumped aside. Her teeth scraped against him, making Rin suck in a breath of cold air.
"No fighting~" Megumi's voice sounded behind them. The girl with the low presence had somehow snuck behind them and squeezed between them. Her hands reached out, pulling down Eriri's track pants and reaching under Utaha's skirt.
"Hmph... Utaha called me depraved, but you're just wearing stockings without any panties~ Hurry up and continue. Don't let Aki-kun hear you making any noises~"
Megumi didn't care about the spit or her own fluids; she kissed the shaft directly, occupying the middle. She used her fingers to urge them on. If they didn't keep their mouths full, they'd definitely let out a sound.
"Mmm... Nngh~" "Slurp~"
The girls huddling together used their saliva to coat him, their lips kissing and tongues licking. Being served by three small, warm tongues at once made Rin's spine tingle. His hands pressed down on Utaha and Eriri's heads, forcing them closer together.
"Mmph..." "Wrrgh..."
Though there was something between their lips, their cheeks were pressed tight. Their breath, mixed with heavy musk, mingled together. Though they tried to avoid it, their tongues occasionally brushed against each other, only to snap away in disgust an instant later.
Sumi, who was still chatting with Tomoya, leaned in. "Ah, you guys are eating popsicles without me!"
The wet, slurping sounds of licking were transmitted clearly through the microphone to Tomoya's ears. However, he didn't react much. He knew they were at a tropical island camp; eating popsicles in this weather was perfectly normal.
"Eriri, what flavor is that? I haven't tried that one yet. Is it good?"
"Mmph... slurp~" Hearing Sumi, Eriri quickly faked the sound of eating a popsicle. "Yeah... it's great. It's... a... 'Surprise' flavor."
Eriri almost slipped up. She glared at Sumi with a mix of shame and rage.
"Surprise flavor? Is it random? Is every one different?"
"T-that's right. Slurp~ It's delicious... Utaha Kasumigaoka, what flavor is yours? Is it good?" Even though she was being teased by Sumi, she couldn't let Utaha off scot-free.
"It's not good at all!" Utaha glared at Rin. "I don't know what flavor this is. It tastes a bit musky... a bit gross. Maybe it's fermented natto flavor."
"Who makes natto-flavored popsicles..." Tomoya deadpanned.
Utaha looked up and saw Eriri slurping away across from her. When they were playing poker earlier, it seemed Eriri and Sumi were plotting to trick her, but Sumi ended up tricking Eriri instead... Did they plan something else besides the cards?
As Utaha was distracted, Eriri—who was currently "eating the popsicle"—suddenly lowered her body and lunged at Utaha.
Caught off guard, Utaha was tackled onto the tatami. Eriri's bare feet tangled with Utaha's stocking-clad legs. Although Eriri was light, the phone call was still active, so Utaha didn't dare make a sound. She let Eriri pin her down and glanced at Rin and Sumi.
Rin raised an eyebrow. Sumi and Eriri hadn't discussed this with him, but it was clear what Eriri wanted. He expertly removed the damp panties hanging from Eriri's leg and ripped a hole in Utaha's black stockings.
Eriri and Utaha instinctively held their breath. Their foreheads and noses were almost touching, blue eyes meeting red ones. For a moment, the only sound in the studio was Sumi chatting with Tomoya.
"Hey, hey, Aki-kun." Seeing Eriri was ready, Sumi changed the subject. "You helped Utaha so much... After finding out she's a beauty with legs you could play with for a year and never get bored, what do you think? After knowing she wanted to show you her new work first, do you have any romantic feelings for her?"
Pffft...
Rin almost laughed out loud. So that was Sumi's plan.
"What about Eriri? She's a super-beautiful artist, plus the childhood friend bonus."
"Or maybe Megumi Kato? The treasure girl with low presence you met on the slope. Oh my, you really are like a light novel protagonist~"
Hearing this, everyone except Megumi became interested. Eriri and Utaha focused on the phone. While they hadn't reached the point of "love" yet, they were curious about Tomoya's answer. Utaha felt that if it had been any other guy, she would have been "eaten" long before she ever met Rin.
"I..."
The voice on the other end was hesitant. For a teenage boy to be favored by beautiful authors was a dream come true, especially when one was the author of a book he loved. He didn't know how to answer, especially knowing they were listening.
Tomoya was frozen. He was having a mental brainstorm, recalling scenes from anime and visual novels. Usually, the protagonist would dodge the question. But... no, he couldn't dodge it anymore!
A second after Tomoya made up his mind, a high-pitched cry reached his ears.
"HAAAAAAA!!!!!!"
Hesitation is defeat.
In the Hidden World, you have to strike first. Rin wasn't going to give him the chance. The low moan of pain and pleasure shattered the silence.
"Utaha-senpai?" Tomoya asked urgently.
But Utaha had no time to answer him. Her lips were parted as she gasped for air. Sweat matted her black and blonde hair to her cheeks. A trace of blood, diluted by clear fluids, slid down her buttocks onto the tatami.
The innocence she had guarded for over a decade was taken directly by Rin. After a few deep breaths, Utaha looked past Eriri's face at Rin.
To take me at a time like this... you have a really twisted sense of humor.
Utaha's gaze fell on Eriri, who was right in front of her. As she expected...
"Eeeeee!!!!"
The moment Utaha's filled, almost tearing body became empty, Eriri—who had been looking down—suddenly arched her neck. Her slender legs wouldn't stop trembling. Utaha could feel a slight bulge in Eriri's lower abdomen as Rin filled her.
"Eriri!?" Recognizing the voice, Tomoya shouted, "What's happening over there?"
"It's nothing, Aki-kun," Megumi said with a smile. "We're by the sea, and a sudden gust of wind just blew some sand in. It's not important now, but what's your answer?"
"I... Kato-san, I love you! I fell in love with you at first sight on that slope!"
"Oh my..." Megumi lightly covered her mouth. "That's the first time someone has confessed to me. But... love at first sight is best left for the actual first meeting... AHHH~"
Before Megumi could finish, Rin grabbed her from behind. A second later, the blood from Utaha and Eriri entered Megumi's body.
"The... the wind is a bit strong." Megumi covered her mouth, trying to keep her voice steady.
"Sorry, Kato-san, I didn't mean to bother you. I... I wanted to wait until the game was finished and give it to you as a confession."
"So you didn't just want her to be the heroine of your game, but the heroine of your life? Such a romantic confession, just like a light novel protagonist," Sumi teased, watching Megumi being brutally impaled from behind by Rin.
"S-sorry, I... I already have someone I like... AGH!!!" Megumi immediately covered her mouth, swallowing the seductive scream. "I... I'm sorry."
"What about Utaha? What do you think about him confessing to Megumi?" Sumi asked mischievously.
"Even if Aki-kun confessed to me, I'd refuse. I already have someone I like. He's the protagonist of my next book."
Hearing Utaha's words, Tomoya felt even more depressed. When Utaha had tried to show him her manuscript early, he had been secretly smug, thinking he was special to her. Turns out...
"My, my." Sumi, enjoying the show, held the phone in front of Eriri.
"Who he likes is none of my business. I already have a Master... !!!!"
Click!
Realizing she had accidentally spoken her heart, Eriri snatched the phone and hung up. Tomoya was left in a daze. Did Eriri just say 'Master'? No, no, impossible. I must be so shocked I'm hallucinating.
Eriri couldn't have said 'Master.' She must have meant 'someone I love.' Yeah, that's it!
On the island, no one cared what Tomoya was thinking.
"HAHAHAHA! Master? What the hell is 'Master'? Hahaha!" Sumi was doubling over with laughter. "I used to think he was like a light novel protagonist, but now he looks like the cuckolded loser of a smut manga."
"The childhood friend has a 'Master,' the author he loves has a crush, and the girl he fell for at first sight was trained into an exhibitionist. This is a great idea! Eriri, you should draw a Cuckold manga. Wait... he was never with them anyway, so it's not really cucking... Come on, Eriri, bark for your Master!"
Rin teased her with a grin. In reality, Eriri felt more guilt toward Tomoya than anything else. When she was bullied in elementary school, she chose to run away. That's why she agreed to help him with the game in the first place. Utaha helped because Tomoya had promoted her novel. Megumi just wanted to see what it was like to be a "heroine."
If he had only approached them, things might have ended like Rin's memories of his past life. But he got greedy and went after Mashiro. Eriri and Utaha might be soft-hearted, but Mashiro has zero social filter. The truth hurts the most.
"By the way, I have a script for you, Eriri. But I didn't expect you to be such a masochist like Karen, asking me to be your 'Master' in front of your childhood friend."
It reminded Rin of a manga he'd seen. Two girls go to a guy's house to study. Just as the reader thinks a party is starting, they actually just study. Then the guy's older brother comes home, and one girl goes to his room. Then the younger brother comes home, and the other girl goes to his room. The guy is left alone in his room studying while the sounds of sex drift in from both sides.
It's not technically cucking because he was never with them, but it's still painful! That was Tomoya Aki's current mood, but no one cared.
"Who would bark like a dog!? I don't want your script! I just misspoke earlier!!"
Eriri raised a hand to hit Rin, but the movement tugged at her freshly taken virginity, making her wince. Even though she'd been soaking wet during the "lick," it was still her first time.
Watching Eriri's embarrassed rage, Sumi laughed even harder.
"Pffft... Hahaha... EEK!!!" The triumphant Sumi was suddenly pinned down by the enraged Eriri, who called for Utaha and Megumi's help.
After stripping the pink-and-white dress off Sumi, the three of them forced her into a face-down, ass-up position. Her tender buttocks were clean and smooth.
"Hurry up and fuck her ass! Such a tiny ass, but it takes it all. You're the real depraved slut!"
Slap!
Eriri slapped Sumi's ass. After being hit so many times, hitting someone else felt pretty good.
"Eriri, you were part of this too... ah! It hurts!!! The plan worked, why are you hitting me!"
Calling Tomoya was indeed Eriri's idea. Part of it was to use him as a "prop" for their play, but the main reason was to make a clean break.
" I didn't tell you to say all that extra stuff..."
Slap!
"Ah!"
The crisp sound of a palm hitting a soft buttock rang out. Before Eriri could finish, Rin slapped her ass.
Rin had only just taken her and Utaha's innocence. The party was just getting started.