Target found. Account saved.
Rin didn't contact Nyamu-chin directly. Instead, he forwarded her account to Shion, instructing her to use the Okiura family's resources to dig up every detail on the girl. Once she was "doxxed" and analyzed, he could begin his approach to Sakiko.
To get to Sakiko, he could use the original Crychic members or Uika Hatsune. Tomori was in the same school as Sakiko, but according to her, Sakiko acted like a total stranger whenever they passed each other. That entry point was too difficult.
Mutsumi was Sakiko's childhood friend and the only one still in contact with her. Uika was also a childhood friend—or a "substitute" childhood friend, to be more precise.
Both were good options, but...
Rin's gaze shifted to the girl currently serving him with focused intensity. Soyo Nagasaki is also an excellent entry point.
Rin patted Soyo's head, snapping her out of her self-indulgence.
"Don't just focus on your own pleasure. You won't be able to replace Mutsumi if you're that selfish."
"!!!!"
Soyo shuddered. Her pink cheeks turned a deep, hot crimson at being caught. Rin smiled and clicked the remote, turning her toys up a notch.
After a moment to adjust to the increased vibration, Soyo mimicked Mutsumi's performance from the night before. While she couldn't quite turn her mouth into a literal "cup" yet, the experience was a massive improvement over her first attempt.
After enjoying her efforts for a while, Rin gently held her head.
"Don't let a drop spill."
Soyo remembered Mutsumi choking and having fluid spray out of her nose. She didn't have time to dwell on it; a second later, a warm, thick flood filled her mouth. She frantically began to swallow.
"Mmph... Cough cough cough!!!!"
Rin had been more merciful than he was with Mutsumi, leaving her some room to breathe, but swallowing such a volume with her mouth full still made her gag. At least it was more "elegant" than yesterday's nasal spray.
Before she could even catch her breath, Rin turned the toys to their maximum setting. Soyo slumped onto the carpet, her legs clamped together as she was forced over the peak. Once she had caught her breath, Rin stood up and patted her head.
Soyo instinctively opened her mouth to resume her service, but Rin pulled her up by the arm.
"Go take a shower."
"Eh?" Soyo blinked. Then, the realization hit her... He wants me to shower. Is he going to take me now?
And...
"Why are you coming in too, Mr. Rin?"
"You need a shower, I need a shower. What a coincidence. Let's go together; you can scrub my back."
"..." Soyo's lip twitched. "What a 'coincidence'."
She didn't dare defy him. She followed him into the bathroom.
Rin turned on the tub faucet. After a quick rinse with the showerhead, he squeezed a dollop of body wash into his palms and began to lather it over Soyo's body. Soyo bit her lip, enduring the shame as his hands roamed over her.
From her slender neck to her lush breasts, then down to her hidden crevice and her petite toes—his hands explored every inch of her. He didn't even skip her rear, using the soap as lubrication to test her entrance with a finger.
After rinsing her off, he made her wash his body in return. Then, he sat on a small stool.
"Scrub my back. Squeeze the soap into your cleavage and use your chest to rub me."
Soyo had never performed such a depraved act. She followed his order, pressing her lathered breasts against his back and moving up and down. Once the tub was full, Rin had her rinse him off.
Settling into the steaming water, Rin beckoned Soyo to sit in his lap. A bashful Soyo covered her chest, bit her lip, and stepped into the tub. She wanted to sit, but his rod was standing tall between his legs. She didn't know how to position herself.
Does he want it inside already?
Seeing her confusion, Rin chuckled.
"Just sit down and clamp it between your thighs."
Soyo let out a breath and sat in his lap, trapping his member in the triangle between her thighs and crotch. Compared to the "Little Cucumber" Mutsumi, who felt like she'd break at any moment, Soyo's body was much more substantial and soft. However, her frame was still incredibly rigid with tension.
"Don't be so nervous. I'm not going to eat you."
"Do you really expect me to believe that, Mr. Rin? Do you think acting gentle makes me relax?"
Not going to eat me? Yeah, right!
I'm going to be devoured the moment we leave this tub!
He's washing me like a chef cleaning his ingredients!
"Oh my, you really have a low opinion of me. I've always been a gentle man." Rin wrapped his arms around her waist, subtly steering the conversation.
Soyo frowned. Come to think of it... he is being much more gentle today than he was with Mutsumi.
He's definitely lying to lower my guard.
But... what does it matter? He can take me whenever he wants.
"Which part of what you did to Mutsumi yesterday qualified as 'gentle'?"
"Ah, yesterday was a misunderstanding. Mutsumi actually asked me to be rough with her... As her best friend, didn't you notice?"
"Notice? Notice what?" Soyo's frown deepened. "Are you saying she likes being treated like that?"
"No, no. It's not about her fetishes; it's about her illness."
"Illness?" The unexpected word hit Soyo like a physical blow. "Is Mutsumi sick? What is going on!?"
Soyo tried to turn around to demand answers, but her body went limp instantly. Rin's hand had easily found her most sensitive spot, a single squeeze draining her of all strength.
"Calm down. It's not a physical illness; it's mental. Have you ever heard of Dissociative Identity Disorder?"
"Eh? Multiple personalities?"
Soyo was completely stunned. From the day Crychic formed until now, she had only known Mutsumi to be quiet and introverted. She had never seen anything unusual, and Sakiko had never mentioned it.
"Tch, tch, tch... And you call yourself her friend. I've known her for less than a week and I could see it. You spent all that time with her and saw nothing?"
"I..." Soyo bit her lip, the words dying in her throat. Guilt flooded her heart. If he was telling the truth... she was a failure as a friend. She saw her almost every day at school and noticed nothing.
"Her second personality was born from the pressure of being a superstar's child. She split as a child to cope. Mutsumi loves you; she cherishes you as a friend. But the other one—Mortis, as I call her—loathes you."
"You were so obsessed with Crychic that you ignored Mutsumi. You constantly pressured her to find Sakiko for you, right? You knew she was trapped between you two and that it was agonizing for her. Mortis saw everything. You hurt Mutsumi to get to Sakiko, so Mortis hates you... Yesterday was just a bit of petty revenge."
Rin could feel the guilt radiating from Soyo. Good. Guilt is exactly what I need.
"You only think about yourself, don't you?" Rin gently rubbed her sensitive spot. "You ignored your friend's pain, then made up a fantasy where I was 'using' her just so you could swoop in and 'protect' her... all to satisfy your own ego, right?"
"I didn't... Uuu!!!!"
In the park, she could deny it. But with her weakness held in his hand, she had no strength for denials. Only a wanton moan escaped her lips.
"It wasn't just Mutsumi. You convinced yourself I'd go after Tomori and the others too... It felt good, didn't it? The feeling of 'sacrificing' yourself for your friends? The feeling that they need your sacrifice?"
"No... that's not true."
Faced with Rin's interrogation, Soyo shook her head helplessly. The feeling of her psyche being stripped bare was agonizing.
"No need to deny it. wanting to be needed is a normal human urge," Rin whispered into her ear. "But your need has crossed into an obsession. Why is that? Why are you so desperate for validation?"
Rin's hands were like a physical interrogation, squeezing and rubbing her weakness as he prompted her to confess her deepest secrets.
"Because I don't want to be abandoned! When my parents divorced... my mom worked constantly to give me a 'better life'."
"I know she did it for me, but..."
"I know she's the best mom in the world, but..."
"Even so... I still felt abandoned. I felt like she didn't need me." Soyo's voice broke into sobs. "I just wanted her to stay. I wanted to sleep with her like other kids do."
Speaking her secret out loud for the first time, Soyo broke down into hysterical tears.
"There, there. Little Soyo is the most well-behaved child in the world..." Rin comforted her in a soft, soothing coo, as if he were talking to a toddler. "Your mother wasn't there, but it wasn't because she didn't need you... you were the spiritual pillar that kept her working."
"Really?" Soyo asked through her sobs. She knew this logically, but the loneliness was still real.
"Of course. Little Soyo is the best. If the loneliness is too much, you can just call me 'Papa' instead."
"???"
The sheer absurdity of the suggestion snapped Soyo out of her grief.
Call him Papa? What kind of father treats his daughter like this!?
"Feel better now?" Rin teased, giving her head a light chop. "Good girl~ Hiss! Watch it!"
Soyo, in a fit of embarrassed rage, had reached down and gripped Rin's member through the water.
"Don't call me Little Soyo!" She dunked her face into the bathwater, bubbling her breath through her lips to wash away the tear tracks. "We were talking about Mutsumi! Why is the topic suddenly about me?"
Soyo's "Mother" persona wasn't entirely fake; her own mother was partly responsible. When her mother did come home, she would often act like a child herself, resting her head in Soyo's lap and whining about work. It made Soyo feel like she was the parent.
At school, she comforted others. At home, she comforted her mother. Being comforted by Rin was a bizarre, intoxicating experience. She had almost felt the urge to actually call him Papa.
"Because Little Soyo is just too cute," Rin said simply.
"..." Soyo let out a helpless sigh. "So you're saying you're actually a 'gentle' person? You were only rough with Mutsumi because of Mortis's fetishes? And you're toyed with my body just to let me 'enjoy the feeling of being needed'?"
"Bingo."
"And you won't touch Tomori and the others?"
"Well..."
"You're hesitant? Is it because you actually want to, or is it another 'favor' for my ego?" Hearing his ambiguity, Soyo tightened her grip on him. He definitely wants them!
"Hmph..."
Soyo let out a soft snort. Rin was trying to make it sound like everything was for her and Mutsumi's sake, but he was obviously just horny for them.
However... his desire for me proves that he needs me!
Soyo stood up in the tub and turned around to face Rin. She braced her hands on his shoulders and began to lower herself back down. This time, she didn't aim for the triangle between her thighs. She aimed for the channel to her soul.
"You promised. You can't... UUU-!!!!"
Soyo's warning was cut off by a sharp shriek. It wasn't a move from Rin—she had slipped.
Her position was dangerous to begin with. A bathtub isn't a swimming pool; there wasn't enough room for a stable stance. Her legs were spread as if she were on a toilet.
But there was no toilet beneath her, only a rod. Her center of gravity was too far back, and the wet enamel of the tub was incredibly slick.
In the next instant, the path to Soyo's soul was forced open.
It wasn't quite "hitting her lungs," but it was certainly "one step to the stomach."
Unable to make a sound, Soyo could only cling to Rin, trembling as she curled into his embrace.
A few threads of crimson seeped into the bathwater. Rin could feel her agony; she was so tight and pained she felt like she was trying to crush him.
Fortunately, they were in the bath. The warm water quickly dulled the initial sting. She gasped for air and slowly lifted her face.
Though her cheeks twitched with residual pain, she forced a gentle smile onto her face.
"You promised yesterday. Anything. Any perverted act... mouth as a cup, beating my ass, taking my virginity, taking me from behind... I'll do all of it. Just... don't touch them."
"I see..." Rin looked at her with a half-smile. "And why are you saying that now? Is it because they 'need' your protection, or because you want me to need you? You want me to be entirely dependent on you?"
"I... I..." Facing the question, the blushing Soyo averted her eyes. Rin didn't speak; he just watched her until she couldn't take the scrutiny.
"I... I want you to depend on me," she whispered.
Rin crossed his index fingers in an 'X'.
"Denied~"
"Why?" Soyo frowned, looking genuinely annoyed. She had offered him everything—even her pride and her "bathroom" area.
"Because... yaaah~!"
With a shriek from Soyo, Rin stood up from the tub while carrying her.
"Because I don't want to depend on you!" Rin tossed her slightly into the air; with her limbs weak, her only support was the connection between them.
"Instead of depending on you, I want you to depend on me!" Rin carried her out of the bathroom. With every step, Soyo was jolted up and down. By the time they reached the bedroom, her eyes were already rolling back from the sheer intensity.
"Stop acting like a Mother. Stop catering to your classmates. Stop scrolling through your phone alone at night... just lean on me. Treat me like family. Show me the real Soyo."
"I get it, I get it, I get it! Just... if you keep going... EEEYAAAHH!!!!"
Her neck arched back, her throat vibrating as a flood of heat erupted from her depths, drenching Rin. He didn't just want her psychological dependence; he wanted her physical addiction.
With every sentence, Rin thrust upward, the intense stimulation shattering Soyo's ability to think. He was carving his image into the deepest part of her brain.
The love she had missed from her mother and father was being pumped into her absolute deepest core, filling her hollow heart until it overflowed.