>>5949659“Can you repeat the question...? I was a little distracted, but I couldn’t miss my chance.” Emily is a little out of it, her ‘fever’ is not letting her act normally. She can’t take her eyes off you. “<span class="mu-i">Pretty please?</span>” Her attributes bouncing is the cherry on top!
You repeat the question!
“Ah, I heard it right then.” Emily begins thinking.
“This has to be some kind of cheating…” Carol grumbles.
“I'd rather have the option than not.” Vortexia thinks ahead as she crosses her arms. That’s a little too level-headed for someone who has been affected by the cake, or maybe this is a sign that whatever she just said isn’t the smart move. Your thoughts are dying with hers, perhaps you’re also wrong with this assessment.
“Answer the question!” Carol is losing her cool.
“His long time friend, Lawrence Lloydington. It was declassified a couple of weeks after his death, wasn’t it? It was on the news recently… I mean, before I got kidnapped.” Emily recalls from memory. “Some literal backstabbing attempt like 60 years ago, they remained friends after that somehow. I’d love to try the same thing with Carol. You’d forgive me too, right?”
“H-How can you say something so horrible...?” Carol is afraid and hides back inside Vortexia’s hair. But the rival idol doesn’t take it kindly, and begins shaking her head to form a tornado that spits Carol out. “That was something else…”
“Don’t do that, smooth brain.” Vortexia didn’t like that. She didn’t have a problem before.
“I was joking.” Emily smirks. “Say that I’m right, Johnny. Say it.”
“<span class="mu-s">You’re correct, Emily!</span>” You clap again! “Who do you want to punish this round?”
“<span class="mu-i">Ca-Ca-Carol~!</span>” Emily sings using the same melody from Carol’s brainwashing song.
“I knew it…” Carol grits her teeth. “I’ll just take my bra off…” She puts her hands under her shirt. You can’t believe that the idol is that boring! Gosh, you’re a pervert…
“Don’t tell me you’re struggling.” Vortexia mocks Carol for taking long.
“S-Shut up, my hands are all jittery!” Carol doesn’t like being criticized.
“Feed her cake now, Johnny.” Emily commands you to do it! You were waiting with the slice in your hands. “She dictated how I ate, it’s my turn now. There’s order to the punishments.”
“Y-You can’t decide that for — <span class="mu-i">*Whomp*!</span>” Carol’s complaining was stopped by you shoving some cake in her mouth. She swallows it with anger, then takes the plate from your hands! “<span class="mu-i">Don’t do that again!</span>” Her voice weakens. “<span class="mu-i">Whatever, I’ll eat first.</span>” She indulges herself until the plate is clean. “<span class="mu-i">Oh no~…!</span>” Carol is overloaded with heat. She quickly dispenses her pants to cool off! “Much… better…”
