[Contain: Explicit Content! - Molestation/Sexual Assault]
In the dimly lit clubroom of the Journalism and Broadcasting Club, the pink-haired girl slept soundly on the sofa in the private office of the club president. The club, a combination of journalism and broadcasting, featured a spacious main room flanked by two smaller rooms. The president's office was situated on the left side, while the media studio, equipped with various broadcasting gears, occupied the opposite side.
"Don't come on her hair, damn it!" A female voice was quiet but somewhat audible.
"Sorry, I couldn't help it." A male student replied, his tone flat.
"Clean it up, brother. Quick! Before she wakes up." The younger sister anxiously whispered while stumbling and searching for tissue papers.
"She won't! When she snores like that. She's in a deep sleep like a log." The brother calmly assured his partner-in-crime. He looked at his club president with his lustful eyes, licking his lips in anticipation.
"It was a good one. I wanna try to do it on her face next." He added, not satisfied with his recent pleasure.
"Stop it, bro!" The sister objected and quickly wiped his private clean with one of her socks.
"Eh? What's the sock?" The brother asked, surprised.
"Keep your voice down. I can't find any tissues." She explained as quietly as possible.
"Let's take pictures," He pulled out his phone to take a shot of his sleeping beauty.
"Dang it, it's too dark. I can barely see anything." He complained.
"Brother, your p is hard again." The girl shook her head in desperation. Her brother had a tremendous amount of sexual urges. His wicked smile was all over his face and he started to caress his sister's cheeks, sensual in his motion.
"One last shot, we have to go now, okay?" The girl tried to convince her brother. She was so afraid of getting caught but at the same time, aroused by it. Those two siblings had been engaged in the forbidden acts by occasionally cooperating with the club representative, Wanabe Ririku. It appeared that the brother secretly had a huge crush on her.
"I wanna eat Shabu…" Ririku murmured softly, still in her sleep, it startled the devious siblings.
"Arrrh!" The man ejaculated for the second time, aiming for Ririku's mouth but unfortunately, his sister guided the stick, directing it somewhere else. The white murky liquid was dripping on her pink hair. The brother claimed that the girl wouldn't wake up even if the earthquake occurred. This was proven to be true.
A faint but sudden knock echoed from the main door. Startled, the two culprits hastily adjusted their uniforms and slipped out of Ririku's room as quietly as they could.
The door creaked open slightly, revealing another female student with glasses. She peeked inside, her curiosity evident. "Good evening, is anyone here?" She called out gently.
Her eyes landed on the pair in conversation, and her face lit up with recognition. "Oh, Takumi-senpai, Sakura-senpai! Good evening! I'm here for the article feedback!" She greeted warmly, a cheerful tone accompanying her words.
***
"Reyyyy!" A gloomy girl called out, her face blooming vibrantly as she spotted a chubby boyfriend at the school gate. Her hands waved at him energetically.
"Hey! Ririn-chan." The boyfriend called her by a cute nickname. Ririku smiled widely with a glimpse of her alluring canine teeth.
"Did you wait for me long?" She asked with a bit of guilt in her expression. He shook his head briefly. "Na-ah, did you fall asleep in the club again?"
"Hahaha sorry. Today's very tiring you know." The girl added as her back hunched a little by the weight of her exhaustion.
"Took you longer than usual." He commented, peeking at a watch on his wrist. She was almost 30 minutes late.
"Sorry~."
"Um… Why is your hair wet?" He asked, noticing her wet pink hair cascading down her collarbones.
"Ugh! Some idiots didn't clean up the glue properly. It's all over the sofa." She explained with a mixture of anger and exasperation, "Does it smell funny?" She took a quick whiff at the strand of hair before extending it for Rey.
"Yuck!… It smells really fishy." The boyfriend gagged, winching and covering his nose. He almost couldn't hold in disgust.
"Am I overthinking this or it smells like semen?" He found himself conflicted. He couldn't stop his mind from picturing the dreadful scene from one of the many NTR manga he had read. "Did she cheat on me?" He wondered with wide eyes. His face darkened as his thoughts processed for the worst-case scenario. Fear crept into the corner of his heart that it might become true.
"Let's go home! Yuck! I wanna wash my hair as soon as possible!" Ririku's words snapped him back to reality, but only momentarily, the pain and doubt lingered deeper than he could comprehend. As his mind spiralled into a twirling storm of dark, ugly thoughts.
"Rey, come on!" Ririku urged, gently tucking his hand to match her pace.