The ideal was beautiful, but reality was quite lean.
No matter how much Yuu Hoshimiya yearned for it, the timeline marched forward at its usual, slow pace.
At most, it would occasionally act up with a sudden skip.
Yuu hadn't heard anything from the Akai family or Gin, but he did receive an invitation from the currently popular "pure" idol singer, Yoko Okino.
After thinking for 0.1 seconds, he accepted her invitation.
Aside from participating in destiny events related to the main plot, the fastest way to increase his strength was to contract a "Daughter of Destiny."
And since his ultimate goal was set on the heavens and the myriad worlds, the current number of members in Angel's Wing wasn't enough; he really needed to add more capable beauties.
Lately, besides Yuu Hoshimiya making a name for himself as a celebrity, a group of beautiful idols supported by the Suzuki Group had also become incredibly popular.
Nana Osanai and Yuki Takeno had become Japan's top models.
Tomoko Ikezawa had completely moved past her slump, recovering the glory she had when she first debuted.
Kaoru Kusano had also established a firm foothold in the acting world, becoming a household name with her pure image and superb acting skills.
Beyond the resource support from the Suzuki family, this was inseparable from their own hard work and the "dual cultivation" Yuu Hoshimiya provided.
Dual cultivation had allowed their physiques, temperaments, and beauty to reach a higher level.
The external result was better skin, more vitality, and more energy for singing and acting.
For star idols, their physical condition is a crucial part of the job.
With their hardware and software upgraded and the backing of immense resources, it was hard for these already talented idols not to take off.
Only the Aoshima sisters, who debuted as newcomers, were still a bit behind, but their momentum was fierce.
It wouldn't be long before both sisters were completely famous.
Seeing everyone around her becoming successful—and even surpassing her—Yoko Okino would have normally just envied them and worked harder.
But now that she knew the truth behind their sudden rise, she could no longer keep a calm mind and try to do things the slow way.
More importantly, after several interactions, she had a very good impression of Yuu Hoshimiya; she even felt a degree of affection and admiration, so she didn't mind taking this "shortcut" at all.
Ten minutes later, Yuu Hoshimiya drove to the base of Yoko Okino's apartment building.
After the incident where Tomoko Ikezawa broke in and her high school ex-boyfriend committed suicide in her room, Yoko Okino had moved.
For safety and privacy, she moved into a high-end building with excellent security, and she bought the apartment instead of renting it.
Japanese idols don't earn the astronomical salaries of stars in neighboring countries, but they still make much more than average people.
A top idol like Yoko Okino, despite only working for a few years, certainly had the money for a luxury apartment.
After all, she didn't have a sick mother, a gambling father, or a brother who dropped out of school to support.
Yuu parked the car and used the code Yoko gave him to enter the building. He took the elevator to her floor and knocked gently on her door.
The door opened, and the pure idol Yoko Okino was leaning against the frame. She wore a simple white shirt, a uniform skirt, and her legs were wrapped in sheer black stockings.
"Hoshimiya-kun, I've been waiting for you for a long time~"
Seeing Yoko dressed so provocatively, Yuu raised an eyebrow and scanned her figure with a smile. "Miss Yoko, your invitation seems to have an ulterior motive."
"Are you planning to just chat, or do something else?"
The idol famous for her purity had put on a black stockings and uniform outfit, perfectly executing a "pure-yet-erotic" look that instantly sparked a desire to take her.
"Whether we chat or do what adult men and women love to do, you're here now, aren't you, Hoshimiya-kun?"
Yoko Okino stepped aside gracefully, walking slowly into the room while beckoning him with a finger. "I wonder if you're brave enough to come in and talk to me?"
"Why wouldn't I be?"
Yuu walked into the room with a grin. Perhaps in Yoko's eyes, her little scheme was hidden well.
But in reality, Yuu had seen through it from the start.
Since he accepted the invite, he was ready for anything.
Compared to Tomoko Ikezawa and the other idols who were just "extras," Yoko Okino provided more destiny power and offered two additional contract slots without taking one up herself.
The room was filled with a faint fragrance, and the simple yet elegant decor made it feel very cozy.
It was clearly prepared for a romantic date.
With Yuu's insight, he didn't even need to know her thoughts to understand the situation based on the room and her outfit.
Yoko Okino truly had the talent to be a top pure idol.
He hadn't felt this kind of anticipation before a "session" in a long time, and Yoko had managed to stir it up again.
Yoko walked gracefully to the sofa and sat down, crossing her legs so the black stockings were on full display as she gestured for Yuu to sit.
"Hoshimiya-kun, I wanted to wait for my new movie to start filming to celebrate with you, but I couldn't wait any longer to see you."
As she spoke, she reached for the whiskey on the table and poured two glasses.
Coupled with the seductive tone in her voice, Yuu smiled and felt himself hardening slightly as a sign of respect for the popular idol.
"I wanted to see you too, Miss Yoko."
Yuu cleared his throat, stabilizing his mind to launch a counterattack.
As an expert in the "flower bushes," being teased like this required him to tease the beauty right back until she was wet.
If he could get Yoko Okino aroused before they officially started, it would help the process immensely.
After all, even at his smallest size, his "Little Yuu" wasn't something a virgin idol could easily take.
Before her debut, Yoko had a boyfriend in high school, but they had only ever held hands.
They broke up right before her debut to protect her "pure" image.
Of course, the guy received a very generous payout.
As for why he suddenly regretted it years later and tried to get back with her—and then killed himself when it failed—it wasn't about love. He was just broke.
That "breakup fee" had allowed him to develop expensive habits, which eventually led to gambling and drug addiction.
He committed suicide because he couldn't pay back his loan sharks and knew his life was effectively over.
If he had been truly in love, he wouldn't have dumped her for money in the first place.
These insider details weren't public knowledge, but since Yuu was a regular at the MPD and a "seed candidate" for Juzo Megure, he heard plenty of gossip.
The truth about Yoko's ex was just one of those stories.
The atmosphere in the room grew increasingly thick with mutual desire, but they weren't quite there yet.
After a few drinks, Yoko's face turned a deep crimson.
Looking at the beauty's blurred, slightly tipsy eyes, Yuu smiled and stood up, walking toward the floor-to-ceiling window.
This high-end apartment had massive windows and was on a high floor; he could imagine standing here and "firing" over the Tokyo nightscape.
He did this often in his own suites, but he never grew tired of it.
It was a supreme sensation that satisfied both psychological and physical urges.
Yuu looked down at Tokyo; the neon lights flickered in the dark like a brilliant galaxy.
The streets were bustling, and the city lights painted a picture of a thriving metropolis.
He loosened his tie and exhaled slowly.
Communicating through masks was exhausting; being direct was much better.
Yoko saw this and walked over to him. In her eyes, Yuu loosening his tie meant his patience was at its limit.
She buried her head in his chest and said in a slightly coquettish voice, "Hoshimiya-kun, the pressure lately has been so high. Tomoko Ikezawa is getting more popular, and the Aoshima sisters are catching up..."
"Yuu... I worked so hard for so long to become the top idol in Japan. I could keep fighting them, but I don't want to be that tired anymore..."
Yoko looked up at him with drunken eyes, her voice tinged with frustration.
Since her debut, powerful men had always tried to "scout" her for sexual favors.
Tomoko Ikezawa had managed to hold out, and Yoko was even more determined and hardworking, refusing to give in to such things.
But now, her rivals and friends all had Yuu Hoshimiya backing them. Competing against that and trying to remain the number one idol was simply too difficult.
Yuu was briefly stunned, but she continued before he could speak. "I know it has nothing to do with you. This industry is just like that."
"Instead of letting those other men have me, I thought I'd rather be like the others and become your woman... At least, I actually like you, Yuu."
After saying this, Yoko suddenly leaned in, closed her eyes, and kissed him without warning.
Her kiss tasted of whiskey and carried a hint of bitterness mixed with a lot of softness.
Yuu couldn't ignore such a provocation. He immediately took control and kissed her back deeply.
Yoko was demanding more, and Yuu felt the true sweetness of her mouth.
Their saliva mixed, and Yoko's flavor was so wonderful it made him shudder.
As the kiss intensified, Yuu moved from her lips to her neck and collarbone.
"Yuu... oh..."
Yoko tilted her head back and began to moan a sweet song.
"Yuu, I won't ask for too much. I just want to be back on the same starting line as the others."
Once, on that same starting line, Yoko had beaten everyone else to become number one.
Now, she still had that same confidence.
She was drunk, but her competitive spirit was still as strong as ever.
Yuu couldn't hold back any longer.
He put his hands around her waist and lifted her up.
Yoko stopped moving and arched her body, cooperating with his embrace while pulling her short skirt up high.
They moved from the window to the sofa. Yoko sat astride Yuu's lap, her legs wrapped in black stockings spread wide.
She put her arms around his neck, pressing her body against his as her mouth sought his.
Yuu turned, his lips pressing firmly against hers while her hands gripped him tightly.
Soon, their tongues were entwined again.
The warm yellow living room was silent except for the sound of their heavy breathing.
While they kissed, Yuu's hand slid down her smooth, stocking-clad thigh and pushed aside her skirt.
His big hand moved up her leg, feeling the smooth silk of the stockings followed by the raised lace border.
In the middle of that smooth skin was a thin garter belt. He slid his hand to the inside of her thigh, moving upward until his fingers brushed the soft hair peeking out from her panties.
Then, Yuu pressed his hand against the center of her plump, hot mound. Yoko let out a muffled cry into his mouth.
Yuu began to rub and knead her slowly, and she began to leak juices within her plump folds.
The already aroused beauty idol started flowing even more under the stimulation, quickly soaking her small white panties.
Yuu pulled the white fabric down until it was a thin string, dragging it across her center, flicking left and right between her thick flower petals.
He could feel her bright red, tender vaginal opening contracting and expanding slightly, the soft flesh at the entrance pushing against his fingers.
Milky white juices bubbled up from inside and ran down the fabric string, easily wetting his fingers.
Yuu let the fabric go and rubbed her mound several times before poking a finger directly through the thin material.
Hotter juices surged out, the tiny bit of fabric unable to block the transparent flood.
As his finger continued to poke and prod, Yoko's flat abdomen contracted, and the wet, slippery fluids from her tender core covered Yuu's fingers.
Some even pooled in his palm and dripped onto the sofa.
Tender and juicy—that was Yuu's assessment of Yoko Okino.
Under the exploration of his hands, and especially the teasing of his fingers, the "pure" Yoko reached a peak and climaxed right then and there.
After a long moment, once the afterglow of her orgasm faded, Yoko's lips finally pulled away from Yuu's.
Yuu hadn't expected Yoko to be this pure and sensitive, coming just from finger play.
He was both surprised and incredibly pleased.
The "pure-yet-erotic" Yoko was absolutely magnificent.
While she was still dazed from her climax, he moved to strip her of her shirt and skirt.
When she finally came to her senses, he buried his head between her soft, perky, snow-white breasts.
His tongue curled around the idol's firm, erect, tender nipples. He pressed the tip of his tongue against the sweet buds, gently swirling over the incredibly sensitive tips.
At the same time, his fingers reached into her lap, sliding along the smooth petals of her vulva toward her tightly closed, virgin opening. He sucked on her shy nipples once more.
Yoko's heart hammered against her ribs, and her body trembled. She felt as though she had been turned into jelly by his tongue and kisses.
The sensitive buds on her chest were being treated so intensely that her entire body itched with desire.
Meanwhile, his "magic hand" was getting closer to her sacred, tender flower path entrance—a piece of sensitive, wet, virgin land...
Yuu continued to rub and suck on the black-stockinged idol's perky nipples while his fingers circled her wet, smooth opening again and again.
Gradually, Yoko's beautiful face grew more and more flushed, her breathing turned into rapid gasps, and her breasts heaved violently.
Wave after wave of carnal passion crashed against the pure idol's shy heart, drowning out whatever reason she had left.
"Mmm..."
A hot, shy moan escaped from Yoko's nose.
Though the sound was short and blurred, it sounded like heavenly music to Yuu.
He increased the intensity of his teasing, feeling her lap get wetter and wetter until hot currents were flowing in bursts.
Yoko's holy body began to wriggle and respond subconsciously to the movement of his fingers on her petals.
Under Yuu's skilled caressing and kissing, the beauty—now wearing nothing but her gartered black stockings—completely surrendered to the surging pleasure.
Seeing the pink hearts appearing in Yoko's eyes, Yuu knew it was time for the Contract.
"Ah... it hurts... mmm..."
The rose was plucked, and Yoko felt a sharp, intense pain, letting out a muffled groan.
Blood slid down her petals, soaking into the sheet and forming a red flower.
But she didn't resist. This bit of pain was nothing compared to the pain of practicing her songs or the agony of being unable to write music.
In the end, Yoko's "garden" was thoroughly explored, and she began to shed tears of happiness.
After the act was finished, a tired and sweet Yoko lay in Yuu's arms, her breathing even as she drifted off to sleep.
She had a satisfied smile on her face, having finally found long-lost peace and happiness.
And it was true.
The moment the pink heart-shaped contract mark formed on her flat abdomen, she never had to worry about predatory men or unfairness in her career ever again.
She didn't have to scheme against those around her or be careful with every word she said.
All of Yuu Hoshimiya's women might not always be best friends, but they would never be enemies.
Yuu looked down at her sleeping in his arms, feeling a wave of emotion.
He stroked her hair and whispered to himself, "To be the most popular female idol in Japan right now... she really is capable..."
Among all the models and stars—excluding the former international queen Yukiko Kudo—Yoko Okino had provided him with the best experience so far.
That "pure desire" sensation made it hard for him to stop.
In terms of looks, aside from the long-legged, tall mature lady Mina Aoshima, Yoko was truly in a class of her own.
Most importantly, though Yoko was a supporting character, she was indeed a person of destiny. After the contract, she didn't occupy a slot and even provided two additional ones.
After a moment of tenderness, Yuu rose quietly, tucked her in, and turned to leave the room.
It wasn't that he didn't want to stay with her, but he had work to do.
Work that Yoko Okino had actually found for him.