"I'm back... Where's Nanami?"
At 11 PM, after taking care of the drunken Pigu for a bit, Ito returned home.
Although Ito could have easily taken advantage of the drunken Pigu, Ito wasn't that kind of person, and Ito had no interest in drunk people.
However... although he had no interest in drunk people, Ito did leave her a little surprise.
Ito simply washed his hands after returning home and then went to Mashiro's room. Ito hadn't seen Nanami in the living room and thought Nanami was also in the room.
Mashiro raised a finger and pointed to the window.
"Next door. Do you need her for something?"
"No, I just need you for something. I've decided to establish a club. Your and Sagiri's doujinshi will be published under the club's name. After all, doujinshi aren't exactly respectable, and it wouldn't be good for you to publish them under your real name, Mashiro."
"Mm." Mashiro nodded without objection. Doujinshi were just something she used for practice overflow.
"Mashiro, you pick a name for the club?"
As Ito's words fell, Mashiro, who had been staring at the screen, raised her face and looked at Ito seriously.
"Baumkuchen."
Stare—
"Baumkuchen, huh..."
Stare—
"Mm, Baumkuchen."
Mashiro nodded heavily.
"Okay, then it'll be called Baumkuchen." Ito smiled helplessly. "Is Baumkuchen particularly tasty?"
"Very tasty!" Mashiro gave Ito a thumbs up.
Meanwhile, in Aoi's room, two windows away, Nanami and Aoi both held their breath.
In the three hours from dinner until now, Nanami had meticulously recounted every detail of her 'flights' with Ito and Mashiro to Aoi, using her learned voice acting techniques to vividly mimic Ito's and Mashiro's tones.
As she imitated them, Nanami also became excited. She was currently describing how Ito had orally pleasured both of them, turning them into 'snow cakes,' and then making them lick the frosting off each other's bodies.
But Ito had returned, so they had to pause. If Nanami and Aoi made even a slightly loud sound in Mashiro's room, he would hear them.
Seeing Aoi cut off halfway, Nanami felt a bit guilty. As a girl, she knew how frustrating it was to be edged like that.
"I'm sorry... I'll figure something out!"
Just as Aoi was about to say it wasn't necessary, Nanami quickly ran back to her room.
While Aoi was confused, Nanami called her.
"I'll put my phone aside and won't tell him."
"...?"
A post-event description was one thing, but a live broadcast!?
Aoi's eyes rolled back, and she almost fainted.
[This is a testament to the friendship between the host and Aoyama Nanami! The friendship between the host and Aoyama Nanami is evident to heaven and earth! Reward: 100 Development points!]
You're specifically here to annoy me, aren't you!?
[The host can choose not to accept the Development points.]
I want them! Why wouldn't I take free points!?
Before Aoi and the System could chat much, Nanami and Ito's voices came from the phone. Aoi plugged in her earphones and listened intently.
"Nanami… Mmmph!?"
This... was he being forcibly kissed by Nanami? Was this the sound of lips and tongues entwined?
Right, what about the Camera System?
"The Camera System is undergoing maintenance. As compensation, if the Host masturbates to climax while listening to the audio, the cultivation points rewarded by the Camera System will be doubled."
Good gracious, Aoi exclaimed.
Flexible shutdown, huh!? A broken Camera System still needs maintenance?
Forget it, forget it, no need to dwell on these things.
Soon, the sound of lips and teeth intertwining in the earphones stopped.
"What? You're craving it?" Ito wiped the silver thread from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. Although Nanami enjoyed it while doing it before, she rarely took the initiative due to guilt towards her friend.
But what happened today? As soon as she returned, she kissed him directly.
"Mmm…"
Nanami gently held Ito's wrist and pulled his hand under her skirt.
"Ah~~~"
Wet, hot, and sticky, the viscous liquid seeped out of her panties. Ito's gentle teasing made Nanami let out an alluring moan from between her lips.
No... it wasn't a moan.
Usually, Nanami always suppressed her voice. What's wrong today? And... Mashiro just said Nanami went to Aoi's room, but when she came back just now, she was clearly wet before he even touched her.
She went to Aoi's room and came back wet... First, rule out the possibility of them being yuri. If they really had something going on, Nanami wouldn't have come back immediately after he returned.
It's a pity he's too far from Aoi right now; otherwise, he could ask his daughter what happened. Just as Ito was wondering, Nanami tugged at Mashiro's clothes... Aoi had also taken care of Mashiro a lot, so she should also come and repay the favor! Two people together would definitely make Aoi even more excited!
"Mashiro... let's do it together."
"Mmm."
Mashiro put down her digital pen and moved her gaze from the computer screen. After several developments, Mashiro had grown to like the feeling of this physical intimacy.
Only this could make Mashiro, who was drawing, put down her pen.
Walking over to the two, Nanami and Mashiro exchanged a look, then tacitly stood on their tiptoes and stuck out their fragrant tongues, simultaneously offering Ito their soft, tender, small, fragrant tongues. At the same time, Mashiro also guided Ito's free hand under her skirt.
On the other side.
Aoi, wearing earphones, was rolling around on the bed.
Did Nanami asking Mashiro to join mean the three of them would KISS together? What kind of position would that require?
Just one second! Just one second! Let me see for just one second.
Aoi, who could only hear sounds but not see the picture, was already screaming and scratching. It was so itchy! It felt like a hundred Itos were crawling on him!
After the brief intertwining sound of the KISS ended, Nanami's voice once again reached his ears through the earphones.
"Mashiro... can I go first?"
"You can."
Aoi subconsciously held his breath and concentrated.
It's starting!
Nanami placed her hand on a uniform button. After taking off her uniform, Nanami folded it neatly and placed it by the bed. Then, she subtly placed the phone, which was still on a call, on top, pressing down the uniform.
When Nanami was ready, Mashiro also prepared Ito with her mouth.
"Ah~~ So big... It's in... So hot... My body is stretched open... It's all the way inside... Eek!!!!"
"....?"
Ito hesitated to speak, no...
Although this wasn't bad, it was too deliberate, wasn't it? Usually, Nanami would never talk like this; she would only let out some muffled groans and moans when she couldn't hold back.
She was like... trying to make someone hear it.
Ito followed Nanami's gaze to the phone, which was face down on top of her uniform behind her. Combined with her return from Aoi's house just now... Ito had a bold idea.
Was she saying this specifically for Aoi to hear?
Ito couldn't help but find it amusing. If that's the case... then I'll help her.
Ito waved at Mashiro, and soon Mashiro took out a vibrator from the reference materials. The next second, Nanami couldn't help but let out a shriek.
"Ah!!! My butt... Mashiro, don't... don't put it in my butt! Eek!!!"
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