"President... I'll leave the manga to you! Um, I... I... I'll be going now!!!"
After cleaning herself with the wet wipes Marin brought, a mortified Shinju scrambled to put her clothes back on, bowing repeatedly to Rin. She bowed her way out the door and then literally ran away. Rin didn't stay much longer either.
Shinju was like Sagiri; she stuttered in person but was perfectly normal online. The next day, when Rin sent her a simple four-panel manga draft, she was overjoyed. Once Rin posted it online, Shinju—tucked away at home—refreshed the comments incessantly. While it wasn't a lewd drawing, most of Rin's followers praised it. According to the feedback Marin got from Sajuna, Shinju spent the whole day glued to her phone, giggling to herself.
There were a few negative comments, but Rin ignored them. In the final week of the holidays, Rin arrived at the harbor.
Karen was busy, so she sent Shion to see him off. However, Shion wasn't going to the island; she handed Rin over to her junior, Sakurako, and left.
Sakurako glanced at Rin curiously and then quickly looked away. Who exactly is this man!? She had seen him once when he returned with Karen and the others, and even then, she felt something was off.
Although Shion-san said they were all just Karen-sama's friends, Sakurako felt it was strange... Karen-sama didn't look at him like a friend, nor quite like a lover. It was just... weird.
"Mr. Ito, please follow me."
Following Sakurako onto a small yacht, he watched her expertly start the engine. Rin sat in a nearby seat and observed her. Unlike Shion's efficiency, Sakurako—dressed in a black-and-white maid outfit with shoulder-length hair—didn't have Shion's pride or Hayasaka's coldness. Instead, she looked timid and fearful.
In terms of actual age, Sakurako was older than Shion, but Shion was her senior in the maid profession. In terms of personality and presence, Shion was far more mature and dominant. Even though Shion was technically the younger "sister," Sakurako felt like calling her "Big Sister-sama."
Of course, Sakurako had one area where she surpassed Shion: her chest! They were on the same level as Karen's! Though not as massive as Shinju's, on her petite frame, they provided a much greater visual impact. Despite her desire to be as mature and efficient as Shion, her "timid small animal" expression always made people want to bully her.
Noticing Rin's gaze, Sakurako instinctively shrank back. Shion had instructed her that she must not refuse him anything. Even if it were a request to share his bed, she could not say no. If Big Sister-sama gave that order, it must be a possibility! Who is he!?
Seeing her trembling, Rin couldn't resist teasing her. "Are you afraid of me?"
"!!!" Sakurako's heart skipped a beat. "N-no, I... I'm just curious. You and Karen-sama... ah, I'm sorry, I shouldn't ask."
In her nervousness, she almost blurted out the truth. As a maid of the Onjouji family, she knew there were things she should and shouldn't ask. If she knew something she wasn't supposed to... she might end up with a "VIP seat" at the bottom of Tokyo Bay.
Rin stood up and walked over to her. As he stood by her side at the helm, he could see deep into the cleavage of her maid outfit.
Click!
Rin reached out and turned off the yacht's engine. Sakurako went completely stiff. Rin leaned in close to her ear and whispered in a suggestive tone.
"Me and Karen? Since you want to know, Sakurako, I'll tell you."
"NONONONO I DON'T WANT TO KNOW!!!!" Sakurako covered her ears tightly. Like a kidnapping victim who doesn't want to see the kidnapper's face—if you know too much, there's no going back!!!!
"Don't be scared, I'm just teasing," Rin laughed and sat back down. Despite his words, she was still shaking. "Don't imagine me as some scion of a conglomerate; I won't have you sunk in the bay. Eriri and the others are Karen's classmates. They couldn't find a place for their camp, so they asked her for help."
"I see..." Sakurako felt a slight sense of relief... Wait! She quickly noticed a blind spot. He definitely wasn't Karen-sama's classmate. And if they were just ordinary friends, Shion-san wouldn't have given that order.
"Start the boat."
"O-okay!"
The whole way, Sakurako worried that Rin would suddenly attack her and take her purity on the yacht. She worried the entire trip, only relaxing once they reached the island.
Upon landing, Rin saw Hitori Gotoh—"Little Bocchi"—wearing a pink bikini, lounging under a parasol with heart-shaped sunglasses, sipping cold juice and taking selfies. Rin just waved to her from a distance; he was afraid he'd burst out laughing if he went closer.
"Are Eriri and the others in the workshop?"
"Yes. Eriri-sama and the others are usually in the studio. They..." Sakurako hesitated, her cheeks flushing. Since coming here, she had frequently served as a model for Eriri. Eriri loved messing up her maid outfit and then squeezing body wash onto her face, body, and cleavage while making her strike shameful poses. Sometimes Eriri even made her hold a vibrator between her breasts.
It was embarrassing, but she couldn't help it. Shion's orders were absolute: satisfy them no matter what.
Outside the workshop, before entering, Rin heard their voices... they certainly weren't discussing the plot.
"Sumi-senpai!!!! You promised we were on the same team! You betrayed me!"
"Bleeeeh~ A loss is a loss. Quick, put on a clothespin!"
Rin was about to open the door when Sakurako stopped him. "Um... Mr. Ito, can you let me go in and check first? They... they..." She didn't know how to explain.
"It's fine, I know what they're doing."
Rin waved her off and pushed the door open. Megumi Kato was the only one working seriously. As for Eriri, Utaha, and Sumi... they were playing cards.
Playing cards was normal entertainment, but their penalty wasn't something like sticking paper on their faces. They were using clothespins. At first, they clipped them to normal places like lips or earlobes. But once the "top lips" were full... they started clipping the "bottom lips."