“Is that so?”
Yuriko used her index finger to tilt Carmilla’s chin.
However, upon seeing Carmilla’s face and her lively eyes flickering slightly, the wicked aura she had managed to muster instantly vanished.
‘This won’t do. How could I do something like this to Carmilla? Even if it’s a deliberate pose for a photo, I don’t want to make such an aggressive move.’
“Stop, stop! This won’t work. Ruri, you need to imagine yourself as the bad person,” the Magnificent Clothing Club President said.
Yuriko stood up.
She was too embarrassed to admit that her heart softened the moment she saw Carmilla and that she couldn’t bear to treat her that way, so she explained, “But I’ve never done anything like this before. Asking me to suddenly play a villain is too difficult.”
“Is that so? Ruri, you really are a kind girl. Well then, let us demonstrate. Just watch us and learn from our example.”
The Magnificent Clothing Club President and the Plain Clothes Club President exchanged a glance.
Then, the Magnificent Clothing Club President moved in close, pinning the Plain Clothes Club President to the ground.
She extended a finger, contemptuously tilting the Plain Clothes Club President’s chin as she looked down at her from above.
“Regardless of where you flee, you cannot escape my grasp. You are merely my plaything, and your only purpose for existing is to please me. Do you understand?”
The Plain Clothes Club President turned her head away unyieldingly.
Her face was full of grievance, and tears welled in the corners of her eyes, yet she stubbornly retorted, “I am not your toy! Even if you possess my body, you will never possess my heart!”
“Hmph. Your body is mine, and your heart will be mine sooner or later. One day, I will make you submit completely and become my dog, my slave!”
With those words, the two quickly separated and returned to their original expressions.
“See? Just like that.”
Yuriko watched, slightly stunned.
The professional quality of these two was impressively high.
In just those few short sentences, they had actually managed to draw Yuriko into the atmosphere of a villainess.
‘Their state of mind changes way too fast. Was that really an improvisation?’
“Do I have to say those words, too?”
“Yes. Otherwise, how can you get into character?”
Yuriko looked at Carmilla again, meeting her pure eyes.
“No, I can’t say such horrible things to Mira. Even if it’s just acting, I can’t,” Yuriko said firmly.
“Eh…”
The Magnificent Clothing Club President felt things were getting a bit difficult.
She hadn’t expected Yuriko to have such a strong reaction.
It was just acting and role-playing, was there a need to be so intense about it?
But on second thought, it made sense.
Yuriko was recognized by their entire class as a good girl — enthusiastic, kind, and motivated. She treated all her classmates with gentleness.
However, the original plan was now disrupted.
What should they use as a replacement?
Carmilla tugged at Yuriko’s sleeve and shook her head.
“Yuriko, it’s okay. This is just acting. It doesn’t represent your true feelings.”
“But Mira…”
“Besides, it’s quite novel to experience a different feeling once in a while, isn’t it?”
Yuriko was persuaded.
Although she was still somewhat reluctant, since even Carmilla had spoken up, she stopped being stubborn.
“Alright, then.”
Having decided, Yuriko adjusted her mindset and pinned Carmilla down on the bed, sliding one leg between Carmilla’s thighs.
She pressed one hand on Carmilla’s shoulder and pinched Carmilla’s chin with the other.
After a moment of preparation, a wild and uninhibited smile appeared on her face.
However, she restrained the smile slightly, so it looked like the wanton laughter of someone who had just caught their prey.
This was also the first time Carmilla had seen Yuriko with such an expression.
Even though she knew it was acting, she felt a little nervous.
‘Does Yuriko usually make that kind of expression?’
Yuriko lifted Carmilla’s chin a bit higher and leaned close to her face, close enough that they could feel each other’s breath.
‘Ugh, so close…’
Carmilla instinctively wanted to shift her legs, but with Yuriko’s leg wedged between them, she was left quite passive.
“I told you, you belong only to me. No matter where you run, I will catch you. You are my plaything.”
Even though she had prepared herself, Carmilla’s heart rate still spiked when she heard Yuriko teasing her with such aggressive language.
She weakly turned her face away, facing the camera, showing a hint of grievance and resentment, though it seemed mixed with a tiny bit of excitement.
“Even if you possess my body, you will never possess my heart.”
Yuriko turned Carmilla’s face back, her tone turning slightly colder.
“Hmph. Your body is mine, and your heart will be mine sooner or later. I will make you submit to me heart and soul, until I am the only thing in your eyes, my plaything!”
“Mph!”
Carmilla tightly squeezed Yuriko’s thigh and wrapped her arms around herself, a flush appearing on her face.
“Meanie…”
The Magnificent Clothing Club President and the Plain Clothes Club President stood frozen in place, the rolled-up scripts in their hands dropping to the floor.
Beside them, the photographer was frantically pressing the shutter, capturing images at a frequency of nearly ten times per second.
The Magnificent Clothing Club President looked at the Plain Clothes Club President beside her and saw the same shocked expression on her face.
The effect was great, but why did the way these two performed it look like flirting?
“Alright, perfect.”
The photographer gave an OK gesture.
Yuriko and Carmilla quickly separated on the bed.
They sat upright on the edge of the mattress, completely devoid of the aura they had shown during the performance.
They hung their heads like introverted girls meeting an online crush for the first time.
After taking a few more poses, the photo shoot assignment was finally considered a success.
The Magnificent Clothing Club President and the Plain Clothes Club President bowed gratefully to Yuriko and Carmilla.
“Thank you so much. We’ll transfer the promised reward to you later. Once the photos are finished, we’ll send them to you for confirmation first. Thank you for your hard work today.”
“No need to be so polite. We had a lot of fun, too. If you ever need us again, you can look me up,” Yuriko said.
“Really? Woohoo!”
The Magnificent Clothing Club President excitedly hugged the Plain Clothes Club President and shook her, only to be pushed away in annoyance.
“In any case, this activity is over. Leave the cleanup to us. You two are free to do as you like — you can stay or leave,” the Plain Clothes Club President said.
“Mm, it’s getting late. We should head back.”
“Goodbye.”
Yuriko and Carmilla left the studio.
Having appeared as models for the first time in her life, Yuriko found the experience quite pleasant.
Furthermore, the compensation was generous.
This time, she had earned a total of 100,000.
The Magnificent Clothing Club was indeed quite lavish.
While 100,000 was just a small profit for Yuriko, for Carmilla, it was equivalent to several months of her family’s income.
It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call it a huge sum of money.