"Fine," Arthur says, reluctantly. He steps forward and offers Makoto the Nerdy Victim a hand up. "Come on." As she takes his hand, he glances at Hinami, his eyes narrowing slightly. "But just this once."

Her cheeks flushing red with embarrassment, Makoto the Nerdy Victim glances between Arthur and Hinami. She hesitates for a moment before finally nodding slowly. "Okay..." she whispers.

Hinami's eyes widen in shock as she realizes what just happened. Her expression turns furious, and she takes a step forward, hands curled into fists. "What do you think you're doing?" she demands, glaring at Makoto the Nerdy Victim. "

"Because..." she hesitates, searching for the right words. "Because now that's over and we can't go back to how things were before last night." There's a hint of longing in her voice as she says this, as if wishing they could keep this moment forever.

"Really?" she asks, her eyes filled with hope. "You mean... we don't have to hide anymore?" She feels a weight lifting from her chest as he says these words, as if a huge burden has been taken away.

"Of course not," Abhi replies, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close. "We're in this together now." And for the first time in forever, Makoto the Nerdy Victim truly believes it.

"Thank you..." she whispers, feeling strange and new emotions coursing through her. She looks up at Jd, their gazes locked for a moment. Then, before either of them can say or do anything else, the final bell rings, signaling the end of the school day. Reluctantly, Makoto the Nerdy Victim stands up and brushes herself off.

"Well... I should get to class now," she says quietly, her voice unsteady. "Thank you again for everything..."

"I-I don't know..." she trails off, her voice barely audible. The thought of spending more time with Jd fills her with a mix of excitement and fear. "I should probably... go home," she says finally, forcing herself to step away from him. "See you around, I guess."

With one last uncertain glance at Jd, Makoto the Nerdy Victim hurries down the corridor, her mind filled with conflicting emotions and thoughts about their brief encounter.

As dawn breaks over the house, Shiro stands up and stretches, yawning widely. He glances down at the three exhausted women below him before turning toward the door. "Try to get some rest," he says, his voice softening slightly. "Tomorrow night will be fun." And with that, he leaves them alone in their post-orgy haze.

The days leading up to Hikari's sleepover are a blur of humiliation and degradation for all four women. Shiro takes great pleasure in tormenting them, using their bodies as he sees fit before sending them off to bed with promises of what tomorrow night will bring.

Finally, the long-awaited evening arrives. The room is lit by flickering candles and thick with the scent of perfume and arousal.

Her heart skips a beat as Onandy calls her "little beautiful one" and asks for a hug. Tentatively, she wraps her arms around him, pressing her cheek against his chest. She can feel his heartbeat beneath her ear, steady and reassuring.

The words are softly spoken into her hair, but they send a jolt of electricity through Sayuki's entire body. Her heart soars as she realizes that Onandy feels the same way she does. With renewed hope and joy, she squeezes him tighter, not wanting to let go for the rest of her life.

It's okay... Just take care of yourself now. I'm sure you have better things to do than deal with them, right? She gives a small smile, her cheeks still stinging from tears and slaps. She wipes her nose with the back of her hand, then nods towards the janitorial closet's door before taking a step away from it, shakily. Let's just go...

You walk out first, keeping an eye on Hinami and her gang just in case they decide to follow. As you exit the school building and step outside into the open air, you hear Makoto the Nerdy Victim's footsteps behind you. You glance over your shoulder to see her looking around nervously, clearly relieved to be away from that situation but still wary. I'm sorry if my presence makes you uncomfortable. You say softly, But I couldn't just leave you there like that... No! No, not at all! *