"Go, darling!"


    I pretended to pull the handle that connected the leather material on her butt, and at the same time, I screamed like a mecha, not to mention how passionate it was.


    The audience''s enthusiasm was naturally adjusted to the highest point, and everyone shouted excitedly because of the girl''s somewhat sensational movements.


    ··········


    15 minutes later—


    Lick.


    So sucking ~~


    Jasmine and I sat side by side in a corner, each holding an ice cream in our hands.


    I was so tired. I didn’t expect that to satisfy those audiences, not only should I have a sense of voice and color, but also a **** of characters. I just spent all my energy to yell.


    And Jasmine...


    An extremely illusory expression appeared on her face, like a disrepaired robot. She curled up her knees and looked ahead in a daze, just occasionally licking the ice cream I handed her.


    Ah, could it be stimulated?


    Because I was having fun before, I slapped her **** from time to time and forced her to shout dirty lines like "Darling, please use me as much as possible." As Jasmine shouted, I felt as if something was peeling off in her body. I really hope it was an illusion.


    "Marly, are you okay?"


    "I...of course I won''t surrender to you..."


    She buried her face in her knees, muttering inexplicable words as if she was about to collapse.


    Oh my, this is completely out of place.


    At this moment, I can only think about how to restore Jasmine to her spirits. Otherwise, if she had been accompanying me to the comic exhibition with such a bad expression, she might even be regarded as a weirdo.


    After turning my head a little, I immediately discovered something that attracted Jasmine''s attention.


    "Here, Jasmine, look at that, are you going to see it? The perverted underwear will gather."


    "What?"


    She blinked and turned her head in a daze.


    I always feel that Jasmine, who is so indifferent, feels a little pitiful, so I use tough methods to pull her to a place where a group of people gather.


    From a distance, there are a bunch of people wearing white helmets, but in fact they just put their underwear on their heads—


    That''s right, just put white briefs on your head.


    After all, there is a saying that the more you are suppressed, the more unrestrained you will be.


    The prototype of the perverted underwear club is a terrorist organization established in a brain-thinking anime "Harmony World" to fight against a world without yellow obscene materials. It is characterized by the members inside putting underwear on their heads in order to conceal their identities.


    This perverted attitude is simply a step further than the MMM group. When I first saw this thing, I was so amazed.


    When I walked to the periphery, I saw a man and a woman who were surrounded by a crowd and handing out flyers.


    Among them, the girl wearing a cult-like white robe and wearing white briefs on her head, with only her eyes exposed, shouting loudly while throwing something: