First roundtable -- Accusation

With Dee's turn out of the way and the woman back in her seat, adjusting the one leg of her charcoal suit pants over the other, all eyes were on you. You couldn't help but feel anxious. Had you smoothed over the suspicions of the others enough so that they'd hear you out when you laid out your evidence? Did you have enough evidence to begin with? It all came down to this crucial moment.

"Oh ho ho ho... I'm shivering! If our night here was all on the silver screen, this would be the big climax!" Yara cooed, wiggling in her seat.

"If it was a mystery novel, it would certainly go on for a lot longer than just one night, ha ha..." Linda chuckled.

"Either one of those would be a big waste of time. Like all of this was," Brunhilde commented, brushing her bangs away from her eye to glare more efficiently.

"I-It was rather nerve-wracking. Not the kind of story I'd like to read. I prefer a romance story..." Tallula commented, wringing her hands.

You thought to yourself: if anything, this was a piece of erotica. Granted, a piece of erotica where so far, a single blowjob had been the only actual sex scene, but...

Now wasn't the time to think about that. You shook that image out of your mind and focused on the girls in front of you. You needed to pick a plausible culprit if you were going to avoid getting locked up in cuffs yourself tonight, at which point, you'd lose the game the real mastermind had stated you were a part of.