"Mmph!!!!"
Seeing Mashiro's face inches away and feeling the warmth on her lips, Rita's eyes widened in utter shock.
I... I was kissed by Mashiro!?
Under normal circumstances, Rita might have been a bit happy. An occasional kiss on the cheek between girls wasn't something unacceptable.
Although Rita didn't have yuri inclinations, the usually aloof Mashiro taking the initiative to show affection was incredibly cute. But now... Only now, I don't want to be kissed by Mashiro!
Mashiro's lips are covered in Rin Ito's stuff!!!!
While Rita was dazed, Mashiro certainly wasn't. Mashiro couldn't even remember how many times she had done something similar during parties. The ones she shared this kind of kiss with the most were Nanami and Suzu.
Mashiro or Nanami would extract it, pass it to the other, then pass it to Suzu, who would then go next door and feed the mixture—diluted by the saliva of three people—to Kaede.
Each of the three would take their own "tax," plucking feathers from the passing goose, plus the dilution from their saliva... Suzu, in particular, would swallow most of it, leaving only a pitiful amount for Kaede.
By the time it reached Kaede, she could barely taste Rin Ito!
While Rita was stunned, Mashiro expertly slid her tongue between Rita's lips, pried her teeth apart, and slipped inside. At the same time, Rin Ito's flavor in Mashiro's mouth flowed down her tongue and into Rita's.
"Mmph!!!!"
The unfamiliar taste in her mouth snapped Rita back to reality. She shoved Mashiro away and furiously wiped her lips with the back of her hand.
"Mashiro, you..." Rita wanted to call Mashiro a pervert, but the words died on her lips... Mashiro was seemingly just sharing what she liked with her.
What did Mashiro do wrong?
It's all that pervert Rin Ito's fault!
Although the taste wasn't anything special, the thought that it came from Rin Ito's body made Rita feel a little sick...
Rita turned and ran to the bathroom, gargling and brushing her teeth frantically.
It's ruined. This toothbrush is ruined.
Only after brushing her teeth did Rita return to the room. The front of her shirt was soaked with water, faintly outlining her deep cleavage.
"Mashiro..." Rita pursed her lips, her face filled with conflict. "F-From now on, you don't need to share it with me. If you like it, you can just eat it yourself."
"Mmh..."
Mashiro lowered her eyes, looking deeply disappointed. Seeing Mashiro's pitiful expression, Rita felt a pang of guilt. Mashiro was so happy to share it with me. Should I have just eaten it?
Even if I don't eat it now, I'll probably end up tasting it later when I serve him with my mouth like Mashiro just did, or even serve him together with Mashiro.
Tasting it early might help me get used to it...
No, no, no, no, no!!!!!
Rita violently shook her head, tossing the strange thoughts from her mind. Those are things for the future. Right now, the most important thing is to make him and Nanami break up!
Looking at the lewd drawing of Mashiro on the easel, Rita suddenly had a bold idea!
When I get intimate with him in front of Nanami, the most I can do is hug his arm and press it against my chest. Nanami is so magnanimous, she might not even care.
After all, this morning when I clamped his thing between my legs, Nanami wasn't even jealous; she was just worried I'd catch a cold. But... what if it's a lewd drawing?
Rita smoothly handed the brush to Mashiro.
"Mashiro, I'm done drawing. Now it's your turn to draw a lewd picture of me."
"What pose do you want, Rita?"
Mashiro's face was still mostly expressionless, but Rita could feel how happy Mashiro was to hear her words.
"Mmh... any pose is fine. I don't really know much about this, but... it's best if it's a bit more stimulating and direct. I'm not familiar with this, so you decide, Mashiro. Oh... and he has to be in the lewd drawing too."
This was Rita's plan!
I don't have to actually do anything with him in reality; I just need it drawn in a lewd picture!
Mashiro never cleans her room. After she finishes drawing, I'll just casually leave it lying around. When Nanami comes back to clean up, she'll see it.
Both Nanami and Rin Ito have modeled for Mashiro, and they might have actually done it right in front of her. As long as Nanami sees these lewd drawings, sees me and Rin Ito in them, she'll definitely assume I actually did those things with Rin Ito!
Then, Nanami will confront Rin Ito herself. Mashiro and I can easily extract ourselves from the situation. After they break up, I'll get together with him after some time has passed.
Nanami is so gentle, she'll definitely understand Mashiro being caught in the 'dilemma' between two good friends.
That way, Mashiro can be with him, and her relationship with Nanami won't be ruined... Perfect!
The only regret is that while acting as Mashiro's model, he and Mashiro will definitely take the opportunity to do erotic things to me. But... as long as we don't go all the way, it's fine.
As for the rest, I'll just treat it as practice!
Although she had made up her mind, Rita didn't offer to be the model herself... Rita knew Mashiro very well; Mashiro had a photographic memory.
Mashiro had seen both her body and his. If she really wanted to draw, she could do it from memory. What Rita feared was that Mashiro would use this as an excuse to make her strike erotic poses.
"Take off your clothes," the expressionless Mashiro said slowly. "He and I both took off our clothes, so you should take yours off too, Rita."
I knew it...
Rita had already anticipated that Mashiro would make a big deal out of this. She wasn't the hesitating type, and she had already prepared herself mentally.
Without hesitation, Rita placed her hands on her wet collar and unbuttoned it. Her pale, lush cleavage and light pink bra were exposed to the two of them.
Her fingertips trembled with shame, but she didn't hesitate.
After swiftly taking off her fitted shirt, the pleated skirt followed. A moment later, the young girl's pale, smooth body was presented to them without reservation.
Above a slender waist matching Mashiro's were luscious fruits significantly larger than Mashiro's. By Rin Ito's visual estimation, her bust was about ten centimeters larger than Mashiro's.
The pink areolas at the tips were also much larger than Mashiro's. Mashiro's breasts actually weren't small—they were quite substantial once her clothes were off—but her areolas were small.
Delicate and cute.
In terms of color, Mashiro was lighter and pinker, like cherry blossoms, only slightly darker than her skin tone with no pigmentation at all. Even after being developed and toyed with by Rin Ito for so long, there was no change. Rita was also pink and tender, but the color was slightly darker than Mashiro's, making it more pronounced.
Mashiro looked more like an exquisite doll, while Rita looked more like a human girl. The same was true for the color of their lower parts. As for shape, Rita's was fuller than Mashiro's, soft and bouncy like jelly, looking incredibly delicious.
Noticing Rin Ito's appreciative gaze, Mashiro pointed to the bed.
"Rita, sit on the bed and spread it open with your fingers."
"!!!!"
Rita's face instantly turned crimson... Is it this intense right from the start!?