Guh... just kill me.
Just the thought of the bloody scenes she saw while playing The Coffin with Shinju made Sajuna feel like she was going to die.
Although The Coffin was a horror game, the art style was actually quite cute... When she first played it with Shinju, Sajuna just took it as a normal mystery game.
In the end...
Pure human meat paste.
She saw human meat paste.
The cute nuns were turned into pure meat paste!!!!
The cute little nuns were literally turned into a bloody paste!!!!
And it wasn't just turning into paste! They actually ate it!
Although the final ending revealed that the protagonist, Mila, was a mental patient and her fellow nuns were all just her delusions... who really knew if that was the truth?
A significant portion of The Coffin's fanbase believed that Mila's sisters actually existed, and both sides had valid arguments that couldn't be completely debunked.
However, Sajuna couldn't even stand it long enough to reach the ending; even though The Coffin was a pixel-art game, it still left her thoroughly traumatized, to the point that she couldn't even eat breakfast the next day!!
That very night, Sajuna used the excuse of worrying about Shinju having nightmares to sleep with her, but embarrassingly, she ended up dreaming that a blackened Shinju literally devoured her.
Not the kind of 'devouring' Rin Ito did, but literally eating her alive, with Shinju saying that they could become one family if she swallowed her whole.
"But... even if you include me, we're still short two people, right?" Sajuna made one last desperate struggle; aside from being terrified, she simply didn't want to cosplay a character whose body proportions were too different from her own... mostly because of her height and bust size.
Looking at Sajuna's conflicted expression, Rin Ito felt like laughing... After fixing the younger sister's inferiority complex, it was now the older sister's turn; it had always been there, merely hidden beneath her strong persona as the elder sibling.
"Well... if we're short on people, how about Miss Ryoka joins us for the cosplay too? You can leave the photography to me."
"Eh? Mr. Ito knows photography too?" Ryoka, as a photographer, covered her mouth with her fingertips in surprise, whereas Akira and Miyako sitting beside her reacted completely differently.
Miyako: "Isn't it perfectly normal for Juju's boyfriend to know photography? Ryoka, why don't you try joining in on the fun too?"
Ryoka, Akira, and Miyako were college classmates who had known each other since university, but they had never seen Ryoka do a cosplay before; she had always been the photographer for the two of them, and they had all met Marin at a comic convention.
"I only have a shallow understanding of photography, but composition is a basic skill for manga artists, so it shouldn't be much of a problem. If any issues come up, Miss Ryoka can just guide me on the spot."
Rin Ito's knowledge of photography and cameras was something he picked up when he delivered things to Kaguya before; he hadn't shot many normal cosplay photos, but he had shot a massive amount of explicit, erotic photos.
"If Miss Ryoka and Sajuna both participate, we'll only be short one person... I can actually help find someone."
Sajuna raised her small foot and violently stomped on Rin Ito's toes with the heel of her platform boots; she didn't doubt for a second that he could find someone.
He had so many girls around him that let alone dragging one along, it wouldn't even be a problem if this entire group shoot was filled with his women.
It was just... since he could find one, why couldn't he find a few more!? I can handle taking pictures too!!!!
Uh... no, taking pictures wouldn't work either; being behind the camera seemed even more terrifying.
"The studio is booked for the weekend, and we've pretty much prepared all the props, so we just need to go buy the clothes!"
"Oooooh!!!!"
Hearing Rin Ito's words, Ryoka and Miyako couldn't wait to have him make the contact, while they began organizing to buy the costumes and props.
Rin Ito scrolled through his contact list and found Orie Tsukimoto's name... The reason he chose her wasn't to make her do unpaid labor; in reality, the costumes for The Coffin were incredibly simple, no different from ordinary nun cosplay outfits, so just buying a well-fitting size would be fine.
Rin Ito guessed that Orie was probably similar to Shinju; she had been helping Marin make all those explicit, erotic cosplay outfits, so it was impossible for her to have zero interest in cosplay. She probably just didn't dare to do it herself out of shyness.
But Rin Ito wasn't the type to stick his nose into other people's business, and as for the real reason... the editor lady looked incredibly delicious too!
If he took the initiative to invite her, she probably wouldn't refuse, and she had likely finished making the cosplay outfits for the convention anyway, so the publishing house didn't have much work lately... In fact, her main job was Rin Ito.
As long as Rin Ito, the head of Baumkuchen Studio, kept Mihari and the others from missing their deadlines, Orie barely had any work to do; her primary task was just passing up the manuscripts Rin Ito sent her.
Given the high quality of Rin Ito's work, there was almost no need to communicate regarding revisions or quality control, and as for data analytics or operation maintenance, since most of them were short adult doujinshi, there wasn't much to manage; Orie just needed to make sure the vanilla artist didn't suddenly pivot into netorare.
Rin Ito: [Marin's friends are short one person for a group cosplay. Orie, do you want to come hang out and play?]
Rin Ito: [It's a group cosplay for The Coffin. No special costumes are needed, and they've already prepared all the props.]
Orie: [Rather than cosplay, I wish Ito-sensei would focus your efforts on getting your work adapted into an anime!]
Rin Ito could perfectly picture Orie's deeply resentful expression on the other end of the line; she was still hung up on the fact that Rin Ito had turned down the anime adaptation opportunity earlier.
Rin Ito: [If Miss Orie can pull off some cute cosplays, maybe I'll find the motivation to work hard!]
Orie: [Mmh... what's the exact time?]
Rin Ito: [Next weekend. Someone has to work overtime at the last minute so they can't make it, but the studio rental has already been paid for.]
Rin Ito: [Are you coming?]
Orie: [Mmh... no problem!]
Orie: [Are you guys together right now? I'm about to get off work; do you need me to come over?]
Rin Ito: [They are currently getting ready to head to a cosplay supply shop to buy the clothes.]
Orie: [Those kinds of shops are very expensive, you know.]
Rin Ito: [Money in the anime subculture really is easy to make.]
Orie was all too familiar with those kinds of shops; perfectly ordinary clothes would skyrocket in price the moment they were labeled as 'cosplay', and if they were custom-made, they became obscenely expensive... which was precisely the kind of tailormade cosplay outfits Orie herself crafted.
The money she made from crafting custom cosplay outfits was far higher than her salary as an editor; she only worked as an editor purely out of passion for her hobby.
Orie didn't just accept any random commission for a cosplay costume either; it had to align with her extreme fetishes and be sufficiently slutty, yet even with that condition, her orders were completely backed up, requiring clients to wait in a long queue.
Private, bespoke handcrafting—it wouldn't even be an exaggeration to dub her a Cosplay Costume Goddess; no, rather, she should be called the Lingerie Goddess.
She might not necessarily accept a commission for a custom cosplay costume, but custom-making erotic lingerie was a completely different story.
If it was a cosplay costume styled like skimpy lingerie, skipping the queue was entirely possible!
And as for Rin Ito, who loved designing slutty, erotic lingerie for female characters... let alone letting him skip the queue, she would gladly let him slide right inside her!