"Big Brother~ I'm here to play~"
The next day. Rin Ito expected Moeha to wait a few days, but there she was, a pink-haired shadow at his front door. That was fast.
"Big Brother lives here? It's quite... modest," Moeha said, acting like a curious kitten as she poked around the entryway.
Having attracted a daughter of the Shinomiya family, Moeha expected him to be the heir to some massive conglomerate. But this place seemed very ordinary. It wasn't much different from where she and Chika lived.
"Did you think I was some legendary figure?"
"Hehe." Moeha's gaze slid from Rin's chest down to his lap. "Your body is certainly legendary, Big Brother."
Is that why Kaguya-san likes him? She'd heard of wealthy women keeping "boy toys." Rin definitely fit the bill. But Kaguya wasn't that shallow. There had to be a reason she hadn't discovered yet. He was handsome, but for Kaguya to share him and attend an orgy? There had to be a "power" she was missing.
"So, Big Brother, don't you have to work? Are you a college graduate? Or a shut-in?"
"Are you running a background check?" Rin smiled. "I'm a manga artist. I work from home."
"Eh? A manga artist? What kind of manga? Can I see?"
"Adult manga. Not for kids," Rin said bluntly.
"I've seen a real-life orgy; what's a manga? Big Brother~ show me~!" Moeha teased, her blue eyes sparkling. She wasn't necessarily a pervert, just curious. Maybe he was a genius artist?
"My room is upstairs. Come on, don't be shy~" Moeha grabbed his arm and dragged him up the stairs. She hadn't gone three steps before she froze.
The first thing she saw on the second floor was a pair of pale, bare feet with faint blue veins. Her first thought: The owner of those feet must be beautiful.
Her gaze traveled up the slender calves until she hit the hem of a man's dress shirt. No other clothes were visible. Through the thin fabric, she could see a faint silhouette.
A girl? Kaede's legs aren't that thin.
Her eyes moved up past breasts that were a perfect handful—slightly larger than Kaguya's—to a face as exquisite as a porcelain doll.
"Eh?" Moeha looked from the girl to Rin. He's living with another girl too?!
"I am..."
"Mmph!!!!"
Before the girl could finish, Rin covered her mouth. He knew Mashiro Shiina. She was like a beluga whale that loved to scare children; she'd say the most shocking things with a completely deadpan face. If he didn't stop her, she'd definitely say she was his "pet."
"Ahem," Rin cleared his throat. "Her name is Shiina..."
"Ah!" Moeha recognized the name. "Miss Shiina? Can I have your autograph?!"
In a normal school, nobody would know her. But at Shuchi'in, where the elite studied fine art, Mashiro Shiina was a legend. If she walked into Shuchi'in, she'd cause a riot.
Moeha let go of Rin and rushed to Mashiro. Mashiro was a world-class oil painter; people flew across oceans just to see her exhibitions. She rarely spoke and never touched people. To find her here, in a man's shirt... wait.
Moeha stared at Mashiro's chest. Through the shirt, she could see two faint pink points. Thinking back to her view from the stairs... She isn't wearing anything under that shirt!
Living in a man's house dressed like that... the implications were obvious. Even she and Chika didn't dress that way at home. At most, they'd go braless, but they wouldn't wear a man's shirt that was more erotic than being naked!
Is that his shirt?
Gulp.
Not just Kaguya-san, but Miss Shiina too? Is he an incubus? Or a hypnotist? Moeha couldn't explain it any other way.
Seeing Moeha's shocked expression, Rin finally understood why Mashiro liked saying those things. It really was fun to watch.
"Miss Shiina, are you and Big Brother..."
Mashiro pulled Rin's hand away from her mouth and looked away with a feigned bashfulness. "He is my owner."
"Owner?!" Moeha's voice jumped an octave.
"Yes. I am his pet."
"Yaaaah~!"
Moeha's dark fantasies flooded her mind, but this time the subjects were Rin and Mashiro. He puts a collar on her? Takes her for walks? Makes her use the bathroom like a puppy?!
That's... that's so depraved!
But... that's so amazing!
To make a girl like Mashiro Shiina willing to be a pet... Who the hell is this guy?!
Moeha still didn't see any virtues beyond his looks and his massive cock, but if Kaguya-san and Mashiro Shiina both adored him, it had to be her fault for not seeing his greatness yet!
If it were just Kaguya, she might think it was a crush. But with Mashiro—who cared for nothing but art—it was different. Even if Rin Ito stood on his head and shit in the middle of the street, Moeha would now assume he had a profound, artistic reason for doing so, rather than thinking he was crazy!