"Just as you don't remember every piece of bread you've eaten, I don't remember the exact number of lips I've tasted."
"????"
Taki was stunned into a stupor by Rin Ito's brazen, self-assured answer... How is kissing a girl's lips even remotely the same as eating bread!?
Is he serious!?
Is this guy for real!?
"You should be happy I'm experienced, Taki," Rin said with a playful grin. "This is a first for both you and Tomori. If I were a novice too, the experience would be absolutely miserable."
"..."
Taki was so fuming she couldn't even form a coherent sentence.
Besides... what does Rin's level of experience have to do with her or Tomori!? It wasn't like they actually liked him or anything.
He... he was just a tool Tomori was using to build up her courage so she could sing on stage!
That's right, he was just a prop. A prop she was using to deepen her connection with Tomori!
She and Tomori weren't being "eaten" by him; they were simply utilizing a resource!
Yes, they were just using him!
Having successfully deluded herself, Taki let out a soft, defiant snort. Exactly. He's just a tool for us.
"Stop wasting time. Let's just start and get this over with," Taki said, pausing for a moment. "This time we'll just... discard it. But on the day of the show, we do it for real."
"So, who's going first? You or Tomori?"
Tomori looked at Taki with wide, surprised eyes. She had thought Taki's behavior was weird since she insisted on a shower, but now it seemed Taki wanted to be filled too?
No, that couldn't be it.
Taki had no problem playing drums on stage. She didn't need courage... she was clearly just trying to protect Tomori.
"I... I'll go first. For your sake," Taki said, still playing the role of the knight guarding her princess despite the blush she couldn't hide.
This time, Tomori didn't shrink back behind her knight. She stepped forward bravely.
"I'll... I'll do it."
Before Taki could argue, Tomori leaned in and proactively offered her lips.
Tomori's decision to let Rin creampie her wasn't born of depravity, nor did she think it was trivial to give her first time to a man she'd only known for a week. She had weighed the options and made a choice.
She didn't want to drag Taki down with her.
It was enough if she was the only one being used!
Seeing the timid, shy Tomori take such a bold stand, Taki could only let out a helpless sigh.
"If you're rough with her, I'll never forgive you!"
"Don't worry, I'll be exceptionally gentle," Rin said, turning his gaze toward Tomori. "We're starting."
"Mmm..." Tomori gave a whisper of a reply and glanced at Taki. While she only needed the "filling" for herself, there was the other matter...
With trembling hands, Tomori slowly unknotted the belt of her bathrobe.
"Besides the filling... please... do everything to me that you did to Hitori and the others. Ryo said those things are what deepen the bond between bandmates."
Taki wanted to deepen their bond, and Tomori wanted to ensure they were a "band for a lifetime." It was the perfect excuse to engage in the "bonding games" Ryo had described.
"Mmm... those activities certainly help. But they are a group of four. Since there are only two of you right now, some positions won't work."
Rin mentally reviewed the "Music Parties" at Starry—like the time Ryo got a bloody nose from a kick.
Kita and Bocchi had been busy licking his chest and his junction... Ryo had tried to mess with Nijika's feet, only to be met with a reactive kick to the face.
The memory of Ryo clutching her nose made Rin want to chuckle.
"Ryo probably told you some details. Experiencing more before the main act helps your body get into the right state, so it won't hurt as much..." Rin pondered. "What exactly did Ryo tell you?"
"Licking... licking feet. and... parties."
"A party requires more people. How about we just try the foot-licking?"
Taki looked down at Tomori's ten rounded, petite toes.
They actually looked quite appetizing.
"Before we begin, Taki, you should strip down too."
Since Tomori was already bare, Taki didn't feel the need to hide. She undid her robe, exposing her youthful body to Rin and Tomori.
His mental estimates had been correct... Tomori's chest was slightly larger than Taki's. Both were more developed than most girls their age. While they couldn't match Soyo's "Stat Monster" level, they were much more substantial than Anon or Mutsumi.
As for their lower regions, neither had any stray hair, allowing Rin a clear comparison... Taki was slightly more "developed" and aesthetically pleasing in that regard.
"D-Don't just stare!" Noticing Rin's gaze, Taki hurriedly tried to cover herself. Tomori instinctively did the same.
Rin just laughed and shed his own clothes.
Taki had told him not to stare, but she couldn't take her own eyes off him. Unlike their smooth bodies, Rin was much more "rugged" and virile.
"Nijika used her feet to serve me, but we need lubrication first. I'll need your help with that."
Ryo had explained this part too. "Lubrication" meant... using their mouths.
Taki knelt down without hesitation... I can't let Tomori's mouth touch something this dirty. I'll handle the cleaning!
But as she lowered her head, she instinctively recoiled... Is this what a man smells like!?
Rin hadn't showered just now, but he had bathed after his sessions with Soyo and the Kanai sisters. He didn't smell bad.
Even so, the concentrated masculine scent and the psychological weight of the act made Taki flinch back.
"Don't you want to be a band for a lifetime? Taki can't be a band all by herself. Everyone has to participate to deepen the bond."
Hearing Rin's words, Tomori knelt beside Taki.
"You..." Taki shot a glare at Rin. Wicked! He was using the "lifetime band" hook because he knew Tomori couldn't refuse it.
Steeling herself against the internal revulsion, Taki opened her mouth and took him in... At least I can clean him before Tomori licks.
"Yes, just like that... like a popsicle. Watch your teeth."
Rin stroked Taki's hair while coaching her. Tomori tried to find a spot to join, but Taki was hogging the main area. Tomori eventually settled her gaze on the fuzzy "sea urchin" at the base.
After a moment of hesitation, Tomori summoned her courage, buried her face in the hair, and extended her tiny tongue. Taki watched Tomori's brow furrow as the hair poked her nose and eyes, and she instantly regretted her positioning... I should have taken the top!
But it was too late for regrets. All Taki could do now was lick him as clean as possible so Tomori didn't have to taste anything "dirty."