"Alright... time's up. Stop!"
I won!
The two-hour session flashed by, and the contest between Suzue and Kaguya came to an end. If her mouth weren't gagged, Kaede would have cheered from inside the closet. For this specific challenge, Kaede hadn't even used the system to help Suzue.
The winner was obvious. Tally marks were drawn on Kaguya's left leg and Suzue's right. Suzue had completed a full "正" (five strokes) on Chika's right thigh, while Kaguya was still two strokes short.
Although Kaguya had undergone "bride training" arranged by the Shinomiya family, the curriculum was limited to things like cooking, tea ceremony, flower arrangement, archery, and music. The Shinomiyas had always intended to use her as a political bargaining chip. Gan'an Shinomiya hadn't wanted her to be just a tool, but to protect her from being targeted by others, he had to make sure she excelled in those traditional ladylike arts.
Kaguya's bride training certainly didn't include sexual techniques. Her talent with her tongue was innate. But this contest was about fingering—and in the art of rubbing herself or others, Suzue had far more experience than Kaguya.
As for Chika... she was rolling her eyes, nearly unconscious from the overstimulation.
"Tch..." Kaguya shook her hand and took a wet wipe from Ai Hayasaka to clean off the sticky fluids.
After handing a wipe to Suzue, Ai Hayasaka began cleaning Chika. Chika's poor "three little red beans" (clitoris and nipples) were visibly swollen. Since Chika was still a virgin, the fingers hadn't gone inside; instead, they had focused entirely on her external sensitive spots, leaving them raw and hypersensitive.
But Chika had enjoyed it. Beyond the physical pleasure, the forbidden thrill of breaking her family rules was intoxicating. And since it was her friends Kaguya and "Kaede" doing it rather than Rin Ito, she had an easier time justifying the pleasure to herself.
Coming back to her senses, Chika blushed furiously as she watched Ai Hayasaka wipe her body.
"I... I can do it myself!"
"You were just making a face like a breeding sow; why act shy now?" Kaguya teased ruthlessly. "Wouldn't it have been better if you just squirted like a good little pig so I could win?"
"Kaguya-san, you're one to talk! You were the one who got fucked so hard you pissed yourself!"
Despite being called a sow, Chika was actually quite happy. It wasn't that she was a full masochist; she just liked being treated with a bit of firmness. As a long-time friend, she was glad to see Kaguya finally drop her mask.
"Miss Kaguya, Miss Fujiwara, Miss Kaede—the bath is ready." Ai Hayasaka interrupted their bickering.
"Hmph... I don't want to bathe with flat-chested girls. I might catch the 'poverty virus'." Suzue feigned disdain, though she actually wanted to sneak away with Kaede while the others were occupied. If they discovered Kaede's current "fetish" (being gagged in the closet), their plan would be ruined.
"Ah... I think I'll just head home and wash up too~" Chika added. She wasn't avoiding them; she was just perceptive. Kaguya and Ai Hayasaka had just dropped their masks and needed time alone to talk.
Chika returned home to the villa she shared with her younger sister, Moeha. Unlike Kaguya's estate, it was a normal villa with no live-in maids. Their older sister was away at university.
"I'm... I'm home~" Chika whispered, trying to sneak to her room. But Moeha appeared at the entrance with a bright, innocent smile. Moeha had the same pink hair as Chika, tied in twin tails, and blue eyes that looked pure and untainted.
"Sister? I thought you were staying at Kaguya-san's. Why are you back so early?"
"Oh... Moeha. Didn't you go out with friends?" Chika looked away guiltily. Usually, she stayed overnight, but today... she felt that if she stayed, her virginity would be in grave danger. "Dry humping" was her limit for now.
"I have to do my holiday homework," Moeha chirped. "I want to become Student Council President just like Kaguya-san."
"Haha... good luck. I'm going to take a bath."
As Chika headed for the bath, Moeha's sweet smile lingered, but once she was back in her room, her expression shifted.
"Is she really going to Kaguya-san's?" Moeha wondered. She had noticed faint marks on Chika's collarbone—they looked exactly like teeth marks.
Lately, Chika had been acting strange, visiting Kaguya every single day. Moeha pulled a locked box from her closet. Inside was her secret: handcuffs, collars, and... a GPS tracker.
"With this, I'll find out exactly where my sister is going~" Moeha's smile grew even brighter. Pink on the outside, black on the inside—it was a Fujiwara family trait.