Last night was fun^^

『Who knew the ASMR script meeting would get that heated?』

We are seekers of beauty who waste not a single minute. By night, we work on ASMR production, and by day, we’re here for the Sorciera doujin Starreader’s Staff wanted to make.

We are two halves of one mysterious beauty. Since I dragged him along for my hobbies yesterday, today I’ll indulge in his.

Using “dungeon rescue” as a flimsy excuse, I’ve come to the outskirts of Kisou Academy’s autonomous district.

While pretending to Clam-chan that I’m “scouting for angels,” I’ve been searching for the perfect ruins.

『Hmm, this’ll do. Crumbling concrete, vegetation creeping into the building’s interior… perfect for that decadence aesthetic.』

Apparently, Starreader’s Staff is writing a Sorciera yuri doujin with a decadent twist. To use our master as material… how terrifying.

Ah, just so we’re clear—no R-18, okay? The Hinotsuchi Cultural Festival is, nominally, a wholesome event for youths.

『But the internet called it the “Great Exhibition of Fetishes”…』

Well, yeah, but… just be careful. It’d be a real joke if she got kicked out for bringing her own R-rated doujin.

『I’ll avoid explicit depictions. Rest easy. With my computational abilities as Starreader’s Staff, I’ll deliver scenes that skirt the very edge of what people find erotic.』

How reliable…! Though I’m still bothered that Sorciera isn’t the top here…!

『Sorciera is a bottom. But this time, I’ve incorporated your tastes too. She won’t just be dominated—she’ll keep the upper hand, smiling with effortless grace even as her body is devoured. That’s the angle.』

Magnificent.

Truly, fetishes are a journey we walk together.

I dislike Sorciera as a bottom, but I won’t reject it outright. Fetishes, beauty—these are things we build together!

『This… is the power of bonds…! Ah, let’s shoot over there.』

The day when humanity unites through bonds may be closer than we think.

“Alright, let’s go, Starreader’s Staff!”

I transform into Sorciera. Then, releasing my magical energy, I chant the key phrase for this form:

“Twin stars manifest here.”

A storm of magic engulfs me. Azure and violet winds swirl, shaping another version of myself.

The newly formed Sorciera beside me sweeps a hand through the air, scattering the wind.

“Hmm, thank you, partner.”
“Don’t mention it. It’s nothing.”
“…I see. You’re already in character.”

Starreader’s Staff catches on immediately. In this form, I am Sorciera.

I must refrain from my usual airheaded remarks. Complacency—thinking “no one’s watching, it’s fine”—leads to fatal mistakes.

“Good, the energy-saving mode we built yesterday seems functional. This should last half a day.”

Starreader’s Staff retrieves a camera from my expanded storage, grinning.

“Whenever you’re ready, but let’s hurry, shall we?”
“Then, could you sit on that rubble? …Ah, cross your legs. Yes, look up to the right—not there, that way.”

Starreader’s Staff directs me with a serious expression as the shoot begins. I follow his instructions, striking poses.

“How’s this for the first shot?”

Let’s see… hmm.

A mysterious beauty, her silver-blue hair glinting in the sunlight streaming through the broken ceiling. Her melancholic gaze, fixed on some distant horizon—what does it reflect?

Her allure makes you want to reach out, yet her aura whispers that she’s an untouchable taboo. This ruin complements Sorciera’s mystique perfectly.

“Well, it’s fine, I suppose. Do as you like.”

Despite my words, my right thumb instinctively lifts in approval. Starreader’s Staff returns the gesture.

“I’ll use these as references for the cover. I’ll sketch a few drafts.”

Starreader’s Staff is fired up now. I doubt he remembers his original mission as Starreader’s Staff.

Honestly, you’re hopeless without me♥

“Next, lie down here. On your back, please.”

With a Converged Slash, he clears the debris from the spot he indicated. Impressive—he’s so considerate…!

“Like this?”
“Perfect! Tilt your chin down a bit. Now, a faint smile?”
“Fufu.”
“P̶e̶r̶f̶e̶c̶t̶.”

We exchange thumbs-ups. A telepathic society of two.

“I need a few more compositions. Here, pardon me.”
“Eh?”

Starreader’s Staff crawls over me, looming on all fours. He braces his hands beside my face, staring down intently.

“Wh-what exactly are you doing?”
“For an artbook, Sorciera alone would suffice. But this is a couple doujin. A popular streamer, overcome with desire, assaults her idol—that’s the decadence we’re after!”

The plot reeks of yesterday’s influence…

“Ideally, we’d recruit the real her, but that’d risk exposing… unpresentable scenes. Hence, my stand-in role.”
“Fine. Do as you please, then.”
“Then I shall.”

Using some arcane technique, Starreader’s Staff suspends the camera midair and begins framing shots with himself included.

That magic looks handy. Maybe I’ll ask him to teach me later.

“I’ll pin your right arm. Tell me if it hurts.”

I smile at his thoughtfulness. He grips my wrist, pressing me down, then slides a knee between my legs.

Starreader’s Staff?????

Noticing my confusion, he grins crookedly. What a great face… wait, that’s my face.

“What’s wrong? Wouldn’t the Sorciera you envision smile even in this situation?”
“Ah—!”

Oh, this is Director Starreader’s Staff’s direction!

“Fufu, what do you plan to do with me like this?”

We’re creating art now. No room for hesitation.

Understanding each other, reading emotions, pushing further—together!

“As expected, you never fail to deliver…!”

Starreader’s Staff looks delighted too.

Perhaps we’re the true Ouroboros—consuming and being consumed as content, fulfilling each other’s desires.

Behold, Professor! This is the real Ouroboros!

“—I can’t hold back anymore.”

Starreader’s Staff leans in.

Ah, got it—a looming kiss shot!

Since Sorciera’s the bottom this time, this composition is essential.

I squirm slightly to sell the “struggle,” heightening the realism.

Damn, I’m so excited I’m drooling…!

Mysterious beauties locked in ruinous codependency—this might be humanity’s ultimate form.

And we look identical! Switch the framing, and it’s twin decadence!

Starreader’s Staff, draw that too. Or should I commission it on Sk〇b? Money’s no object!

“Ah, my pitiable, beloved Master.”

His face closes in. That expression—so powerful!

Eek, I’m being seduced by myself♥

How can something this blissful be allowed!?

I’m so moved I’m tearing up!

“—Hey, what are you doing to Kei?”
“!?!?!?!?!?”

We freeze.

It’s like getting caught by your parents during nighttime “self-study.”

『Emergency! Did you hear that!?』

Starreader’s Staff’s voice echoes directly in my mind.

Splitting into two means we have to consciously link thoughts to communicate—so inconvenient.

『I thought you were monitoring our surroundings!』
『I was, but I got carried away…』
『Can’t be helped then.』
『Dammit, we were so close…』
『Let’s reschedule the shoot. Right now, we need to salvage this. Starreader’s Staff, recognize the voice?』

Locking eyes, we swiftly devise a Mysterious Plan™. Staying cool under pressure is what mysterious beauties do.

『Two people behind us… ah, and Lutra’s there too.』
『I see… wait, Lutra-chan’s here!? Then that means—』

“Kei…kun?”

The main protagonist is here!

WHY!?

Aren’t you done exploring Kisou Academy yet!?

『The other one’s Agiri Rinka. The first voice was hers. Judging by the tremor, she’s livid.』
『Got it.』

I meet Starreader’s Staff’s gaze, thinking.

No matter how this plays out, it’ll be a hassle.

So we might as well steer it toward our kind of hassle.

『Starreader’s Staff, Mode Zero! Play the heartless monster who’s draining our master as payment for power!』
『That’s the worst order ever.』
『But a usually composed Sorciera being ravaged by Mode Zero is peak for you, right?』
『Absolutely♥♥♥♥♥!!!!!』

Heh, your body and mouth betray you.

Then go, Starreader’s Staff.

『From now on, you’re the monster lurking within me!!!!』
『Ode, Sorciera, Kuu』
『You don’t have to actually become the monster.』

Starreader’s Staff slowly rises, then turns with deliberate slowness.

Beyond him stand Touraku and Rinka.

I maintain an emotionless gaze, as if this treatment is expected.

And look—perfectly timed tears are streaming down.

“—How unsightly, to interrupt us.”

Starreader’s Staff trails a finger down my cheek, grinning twistedly.

“This is why I despise humans.”

Thus begins the stellar performance of Starreader’s Staff—Demonsgear’s foremost human-lover—now playing the ultimate villain.