The hotel...
Going to a hotel to demonstrate her "determination and sincerity."
Rin Ito led Mortis and Soyo to a hotel owned by the Okiura family. Inside the elevator, Soyo kept her head low, her hands white-knuckled as she gripped the straps of her school bag. She knew exactly what "determination and sincerity" meant in this context.
Being in the band scene, she had heard the rumors. She knew how degenerate the industry could be. Group sex wasn't even "news" anymore; it was just gossip. Casting couch scenarios and "hidden rules" were everywhere.
In her mind, girls who encountered these rules were almost lucky; the boys who got targeted by perverted producers or rich "sugar-mamas" with specialized fetishes had it much worse.
Soyo had anticipated the possibility of using her body to secure a contract, but she never expected Mutsumi to be part of it. She had assumed that as the daughter of Minami Mori, a superstar, Mutsumi would be shielded from such filth.
Yet... here she was.
And it was Mutsumi who had first asked if she was "truly willing to do anything," not Rin. It was clear Mutsumi was already well-practiced in this... Wait!
A realization struck Soyo.
How could a common manager like him 'cast' the daughter of a superstar?
Is it possible he's the one being 'used'? Did Mutsumi find him attractive and tell him, 'If you want me to join, show me your determination in a hotel'?
No... impossible. Mutsumi wasn't that kind of girl.
But it didn't matter who was in charge. As long as they could sign. As long as everyone could stay together.
Lost in her dark thoughts, Soyo didn't notice they had arrived until the sound of the hotel room door clicking shut snapped her back to reality.
Rin casually sat on the sofa, stretching his limbs before pointing directly at his crotch.
"Come. Show me your determination and your sincerity."
Soyo walked to him and stared down at his fly. She swallowed hard, her throat bone-dry. She had a vague idea of the mechanics, but her actual knowledge was barely above Mutsumi's "bot" level.
"Don't know what to do? Should I have Mutsumi teach you?"
"NO! I'll... I'll do it!!!" Soyo panicked and knelt before him. She unbuttoned his trousers, but her hand flinched back the moment it touched the fabric. After a long moment of hesitation, she finally reached in and pulled out Rin's flaccid member. Mortis stood to the side, maintaining Mutsumi's blank, robotic expression.
Rin pulled out his phone and checked the time.
"You have thirty minutes. If you can make me cum within that time, it proves your determination is sufficient. The clock starts now."
Though the timer was running, Soyo was paralyzed by her lack of experience. She remembered from health class that men produced the fluid that makes girls pregnant after becoming "excited."
But looking at the unaroused Rin, she had no clue how to trigger that state.
Textbooks mentioned arousal, but they weren't doujinshi; they didn't provide a manual on how to actually get a man hard.
"Take your clothes off first," Mortis prompted in a cold, clinical voice.
Soyo froze, then hurriedly began unbuttoning her dark green Tsukinomori uniform with trembling fingers. When it came time to shed the shirt, she hesitated, mortified at the thought of him seeing her lingerie.
"It's been two minutes since you started with the buttons. Your sincerity is looking a bit weak."
"!!!!"
Spurred by Rin's comment, Soyo shed her bra in a hurry. Her soft, ivory breasts—radiant as white jade—were fully exposed to his gaze.
As the "Stat Monster" of Crychic, Soyo was undeniably number one in terms of physical development. Based on Rin's observations, Tomori was a solid second, though her oversized clothes and poor posture usually hid her "treasures."
"Rub it with your hands or lick it with your tongue. Once he's hard, sandwich him with your breasts," Mortis instructed.
Faced with the choice, Soyo instinctively chose her hands. The thought of using her tongue was too much to process. She reached out with a shaky grip and began to rub.
Lacking any technique, she relied entirely on the visual of her humiliated face and her lush breasts. Rin, being a "polite" gentleman, allowed himself to become hard. Soyo followed the instructions, leaning forward to envelope him with her chest.
However, her breasts could only cover a portion of him. The tip of his rod was pressing against her chin, radiating a concentrated masculine heat that made her scowl in disgust.
She instinctively pulled her face away, her "pain mask" expression making Rin want to laugh.
"This isn't working. Open your mouth and take him in. Use your tongue," Mortis continued her cold lecture.
Take it in...!?
Soyo's face contorted even further. Has Mutsumi really put something so dirty and disgusting in her mouth!?
But...
If she didn't sign...
Looking at her internal conflict, Rin tilted his phone toward her, showing the countdown.
"Twenty minutes left."
"!!!!"
I have to do it. I have to make him cum!
With a surge of desperation, Soyo suppressed her revulsion, lowered her head, and opened her mouth.
Rin watched her struggle with a sense of amusement. It wasn't that he enjoyed cruelty; it was just that seeing her act so repulsed while clearly needing the "filling" was peak comedy.
Soyo's mental state was remarkably similar to Uika's.
Uika played a persona for Sakiko's sake, fantasizing about being a tragic heroine of sacrifice. Soyo played the "Gentle Mother" because she was terrified of being "the unwanted child" again after her parents' divorce.
She said she was doing this for Tomori, for Crychic, for the "happy days." But it was entirely selfish.
By playing the mother, she made herself the center of the group. By "sacrificing" herself now, she was creating a situation where the others needed her to exist.
If she sacrificed herself, she couldn't be abandoned.
If she was the savior, she had a home.
Only by being "used" could her hollow heart feel full.