"Bye-bye~"
As night fell, the girls, who had played all afternoon, headed their separate ways. Although they had signed contracts with Rin Ito and were now a band with an official agency, there was still one major problem... they didn't have a name!
They had spent the entire afternoon at the cafe debating it. Rana had polished off three matcha parfaits, yet they still couldn't decide. The naming issue had to be shelved for now; the band wasn't quite at the stage where they needed a brand anyway.
After their activities concluded, the girls shouldered their instrument cases and went home—all except for Soyo.
Shortly after the others departed, Soyo met up with Rin Ito and headed to a hotel. Soyo's natural aura was already quite mature, making her look older than a high schooler. Now, with that melancholic expression, she looked like a wife who had been told, "Madam, you wouldn't want your husband to lose his job, would you?" while Rin played the role of the despicable boss.
Returning to the same hotel as the previous night, Rin took his familiar seat on the sofa.
"You know what to do, right?"
"..."
With a gloomy face and without a word, Soyo knelt on the carpet before Rin, prepared to unbutton his trousers just as she had done yesterday. However, Rin blocked her hand before she could touch him.
"Don't look so miserable... Though, I suppose it is a bit unfair if only I get to feel good. Wait for me a second. Oh, and to avoid ruining your uniform, you'd better take it off."
"...Pervert!"
Soyo looked at Rin with pure disgust, yet she obeyed, shedding her Tsukinomori uniform until she was down to her lingerie.
A few moments later, Rin emerged from the bedroom holding three small, oval-shaped toys and a roll of medical tape. Though Soyo lacked specific knowledge, she knew instinctively that these were not "good" items.
"If you don't mind your bra and panties getting soaked and having to go home commando, you can leave them on."
"..." After a brief hesitation, Soyo removed her bra and panties, folding them neatly alongside her uniform.
Last time she had only removed her bra; this time, she was completely bare.
"As expected of a Tsukinomori lady, you really do look succulent... Spread your legs a bit; I'll attach these for you."
Rin tore off strips of tape and fixed the three vibrating toys to her nipples and her clitoris. He then sat back on the sofa. With yesterday's experience, Soyo was significantly more practiced.
Last time she used her hands; this time, she used her cherry-blossom lips and tongue to rouse Rin's body. She prepared to lower her head deeply, anticipating the same "head-pressing" treatment as the night before.
But Rin stopped her.
"No need for that today. Just take your time, like you're eating a popsicle."
Hmph... as if he knows how to be gentle!
Despite her inner scoff, Soyo felt a wave of relief. The experience of having her throat poked while her head was forced down last night had been traumatic; she felt like her jaw had almost been dislocated.
Soyo followed his instructions, using her tongue to savor him slowly. Rin, meanwhile, switched on the toys. The unfamiliar, intense vibrations made Soyo's entire body tense up.
Rin ignored her reaction, simply stroking her hair like a pet, signaling her to continue. However, his focus wasn't entirely on her. One hand remained in her hair, while the other pulled out his phone to check the time.
It was Friday, and tomorrow was a holiday.
Soyo's mother was rarely home, so staying out all night wasn't an issue. Tomorrow, Rin planned to swap out the toys for Juju and Shinju; the custom uniforms and chest binders he had ordered had also arrived, and he wanted Shinju to try them on.
As for Soyo, she was scheduled to meet Nijika and the others with Tomori tomorrow. Tomori had arranged the weekend hangout earlier that afternoon. Soyo could head straight there in the morning.
Rin leaned back against the sofa, closing his eyes as he mapped out his next moves. In the few days since the music festival, progress had been excellent.
While the five members of MyGO!!!!! hadn't been "eaten" yet, his relationship with them was already solidified. They were essentially ready to be used as leverage against Sakiko Toyokawa.
As for the five members of Mujica, half of them were already compromised, excluding Sakiko. Aside from Mutsumi Wakaba and Uika Hatsune, there were two others. Rin couldn't recall one girl's name, but he remembered she was a classmate and friend of Uika and Taki. He'd have Uika look into her later. As for the final one...
She was an internet celebrity who had unmasked herself for clout. Her name started with "Nya"... Nya-something?
Nyacchi? Nyamu? Nyamu-chin?
Her hair was purple, if he recalled correctly.
Rin began searching the web for influencers with similar names.
Whoa... there are a lot of 'Nya' influencers, but most are pet vloggers. Come to think of it, if he filmed Rana and put it online, could she qualify as a pet vlogger?
While Rin was focused on his search, Soyo stole a glance at him. He's focused on his phone... he shouldn't notice, right?
Initially, Soyo hadn't known what these oval toys were for, but now she knew exactly what they were... depraved tools meant for toy with a woman's body. However, she had to admit—they felt incredibly good.
If I reach down myself, he won't see, right?
Swallowing hard, she discreetly slid a hand toward her crotch, pressing down on the vibrating toy to increase the intensity while her tongue continued to serve him, licking from the base to the tip before sucking gently.
Soyo thought she was being stealthy, but it was like a student passing notes under a desk; the teacher on the podium sees everything.
Rin didn't call her out. He just kept scrolling until he found the final Mujica member.
Name starting with "Nya," music-related, purple hair, drummer... Found her!
He found the ID [Nyamu-chin], a beauty vlogger who also did shop vlogs and music covers. Rin scrolled through her music videos; the vast majority were drum covers, which fit the profile perfectly.
But how did Sakiko find a bottom-tier beauty vlogger like Nyamu?
Hiss...
Maybe after leaving the Toyokawa manor, Sakiko didn't have a maid to do her makeup anymore. She probably searched for tutorials online, and because she also looked up music content, the algorithm pushed Nyamu-chin to her.
The image of a former Toyokawa heiress following a DIY makeup tutorial made Rin want to laugh.
He clicked on her account details.
Follower count: 320,000. Considering Japan's population, that was decent—mid-tier influencer territory.
But... the views were abysmal.
14,026... 5,337... 8,125... 6,347...
Out of her four latest videos, only one had broken 10,000 views. For an account with 320k followers, that was pathetic engagement.
Rin skimmed her content and realized why her fan retention was so poor. Her production quality was good, but her content was a mess.
She was a "jack of all trades." While she focused on beauty, her shop vlogs, unboxing videos, and drum covers combined outnumbered her core content.
In the influencer world, switching niches is risky. She wasn't just switching; she was trying to do everything at once. It was like a manga artist trying to do wholesome romance and NTR at the same time—you end up alienating both audiences until everyone stops caring.
No wonder she was so desperate for clout. With those numbers, she was practically starving.
Good, Rin thought. Starving cats are much easier to manipulate.