Maki, Himiko, and Angie found him in a bad state

The girls investigating the room must have realized something was wrong once they opened the door, even though Shuichi was still hidden from view beside the bed where he'd fallen. The room was disheveled from the earlier execution of Monosuke and his attempts to free himself, crawling around while tied to his chair, had only worsened it. "Somebody spilled wine on the carpet of my new church's VIP room! Atua's not happy about that, nope, not at all!" Angie's voice laughed, although their was an undercurrent of threat beneath her words. "Or is it blood? Blood for blood! That's what Atua says."

There was a brief pause, then Maki's voice. "No... This fruity smell has to be wine. Blood has more of a copper scent," she clarified. "I'm more worried about that big gash in the wall over there. It looks like somebody swung a huge axe blade into it..."

"You can tell I didn't do it. I always clean up after I do my magic, nyeh." That one had to be Himiko. "I mean, my magic doesn't make any mess to begin with. Because it's magic."

In ordinary circumstances, Shuichi would be happy to hear that the group was composed of at least 2/3 friendlies, who ought to be more sympathetic about his current plight than anyone. In this case, however, they were the last people he wanted to see. His actions had to be making him seem increasingly suspicious to everyone in the know, as they all were all performing relatively harmless investigations, as opposed to his disappearing by himself, only to later emerge with a new case of sexual harassment against him. Now, bound up with his dick hanging out of his pants, he was going to look even worse! There was no way out of it! The chair would make it impossible to hide underneath the bed. He couldn't even roll over to hide his penis, the way he was now. The young man's face went red as he imagined the scenario to come, with three young ladies scoping out his manhood in unison. For some reason, the thought of Angie laughing about it was especially unappealing, and that was her reaction to most things.

From Shuichi's point of view, Maki moved to inspect the closet, while Angie checked on that huge blade mark in the wall that Maki had mentioned. Maki was still dressed in her usual red sailor suit uniform, while Angie was instead garbed in the provocative black bikini top and "ATUA" booty shorts she'd worn on stage earlier. Remembering that show was giving him an erection he couldn't afford to have moments before his discovery. Himiko finally stepped around the bed, wearing a dull frown and pressing one finger to her pouty lips as she looked straight over him, like he was invisible. From this angle, he stared upward, squinting slightly and admonishing himself as his eyes took in her puffy, white magical-girl bloomers. They weren't exactly erotic, but seeing an unaware girl's panties wasn't helping his boner situation.

Finally, Himiko looked downward; her eyes widened and her mouth parted into a tall "0" shape in surprise. For a moment, she started hopping up and down on both feet. Only the cushioning of the carpet and the assumption that she'd be doing something goofy and useless stopped everyone from looking in her direction and seeing him then. Suddenly, she seemed to come to a revelation, then stepped towards the door and placed one hand on Angie's back. "Uh, Angie. I was thinking... your church should have that really loud church music going, right? You should go get it started for today's worship service, nyeh," she bluffed sloppily.

Angie was willing to accept it, though. "Nya ha ha ha! You're right! That prayer hymn is like the church bells, telling everyone to come and join their hands together for Atua! Let's go do it together, Himiko!" She seemed to throw away her interest in whatever had happened in the VIP room pretty quickly.

At this point, Maki had turned her head and now stared wide-eyed at Shuichi on the floor. Her face had gone nearly as red as her eyes or her uniform's blouse, as her eyes struggled to lift themselves off of his now throbbing erection.

"D-Damn it! Am I really getting excited because girls are looking at my penis? In a situation like this?!" Shuichi thought to himself, clenching his teeth and wincing as he struggled to reposition himself. All that accomplished was flopping his increasingly solid boner through the air, causing Maki to cover both hands and arch her eyebrows, as he seemingly made a show of it. Startled, he opened his mouth to cry out that it wasn't what it looked like!

"You stay here, Himiko! Angie, I-I'll come with you!" Maki resolved, darting over to where the others were and practically pushing Angie out of the room along with her. On some level, she was probably trying to help, but it also surprised Shuichi to see how shy she was when it came to matters like this. "Himiko, finish investigating here, okay? Make sure you understand everything that happened." A scary tone of accusation was in her voice; Shuichi guessed she wouldn't accept learning that he'd been goofing off in a lewd, extracurricular fashion in here before being found in such a disgraceful state.

"Nyeh, you can count on me. I'm a magician. I can easily figure out tricks even easier than I can magic," Himiko nodded.

"We should find Shuichi to help, riiight? He's supposed to be a detective! Besides, he's in my religion now!" Angie laughed, perhaps overestimating how devout Shuichi had become following the strip show. All the same, Maki managed to get the Ultimate Artist out of the room and began plodding downstairs with her.

Now alone in the room, Himiko sat down upon the bed and placed her cheeks in her hands, alternating between looking at the ceiling as though there was anything more interesting than a spinning mood light and then turning her eyes back down upon his helpless boner. "Shuichi..." she finally murmured, her eyebrows twitching slightly as his erection failed to go down.

"H-Himiko, I'll explain! I was attacked and-and blindfolded! I didn't get to see who my attacker was! While I was ****, th-they did something to me-!" Shuichi babbled. The only saving grace here was that the bear skull was still hidden behind his back. If she saw evidence that the real Monosuke had been alive here, it would become hard to argue that this was anything other than a real killing game in progress.

As his defense rambled on, the girl lowered her eyebrows with a scolding expression and interrupted. "Nyeh, Shuichi, this is getting a little too convenient, isn't it? I think I know what's really going on. There's been no other signs of attacks or murders... I see that hood over there and the way you're tied to this chair with your wiener sticking out, nyeh. You found some tools for kinky bondage stuff in here and you got some girl to help you out with it. Then, when you were done, you asked them to wreck the place so that you could blame it on some attacker! Nyeh..."

"What? What?! No!" Shuichi shouted back in agitation. Rather than argue back pointlessly, he tried to shut his eyes and calmly reason things out. "Wait, from this angle... Can't she see the Monokub head? Furthermore, wouldn't it be normal for her to guess this was part of some **** plot? It must be that Trigger." The addled-brained detective finally realized that Himiko was suffering the effects of one of the first Passives that had been placed upon her by Monokuma. It was impossible for her to look at any of this in the room and connect it to any kind of game... Her brain had to make other excuses for it. It just so happened that this excuse was particularly demeaning for him. The music had begun to pound from downstairs again as he cleared his throat and made his case. "Himiko, I need something from you-"

"Is it related to your boner? Nyeh?" Himiko questioned, her eyes now shamelessly locked on it. Her face was still red, but she had one finger to her lip, looking almost contemplative...

"It's not about my boner!" Shuichi shouted back in agitation; he was at his wits end, wondering why the heck his friend hadn't untied him by now and helped him recover some of his dignity. When he saw her eyes flash blue, he immediately regretted snapping. "W-Wait, Himiko-"

"There's no time to wait, nyeh! Why didn't you say something earlier?!" Himiko shouted, suddenly flapping her long sleeves in an antsy gesture of panic and sweating bullets. "Don't worry, I'll think of something to do! Uuum... Um... Nyeeeeh!"

"You don't have to do anything! Please, don't do anything!" Shuichi begged, clenching his teeth in preparation for what was to come.

Sure enough, Himiko's Trigger-controlled brain was working in overtime, stressing itself to decide the proper way to help Shuichi with a certified Boner Emergency. The music downstairs probably wasn't helping her state of logic either. "You were looking at my pants earlier, weren't you?!"

Shuichi coughed awkwardly, not wanting to admit out loud that he was.

"We'll use those, nyeh! Hold still! We've come too far to be beaten by something like this!"

The boy watched in shock as the Ultimate Magician suddenly stripped herself of her billowy magical-girl pants from underneath her skirt; from this angle, she wasn't doing a thing to hide a look at her pussy. The flesh around it was basically hairless and pale, like the rest of her body. Looking from this angle, he could see it all-- the thighs, the slit, even the cleft between the cheeks from below. While her chest might not be much to look like, her bottom was pretty plump and inviting. His jaw dropped in terror as things escalated even further; the girl coiled her white granny-pants around her hand, then wrapped the hand around his sensitive penis. Enough time had passed since Tsumugi's rough play that it was rejuvenated and annoyingly ready for more action, working against his desire to escape the so-called Boner Emergency. "S-Stop!" Shuichi begged, as Himiko began to jerk her hands up and down, covered by the thin layer of her own panties, while bending over his body. She'd rolled him so that he lay on his back now, with his erect dick pointed up towards her face and his head staring helplessly at her own slowly dampening sex.

"This is just what friends do, nyeh! I know you'd do the same for me!" Himiko argued. Her technique was totally and utterly inexperienced, like she'd never even imagined what it must be like to give someone a handjob. Thankfully, she wasn't all that strong, because it felt like she was trying to pull his dick off!

Still, the positioning, combined with the softness of those poofy white pants, was doing a number on him. He didn't think he could hold out for long. Just like last night, he jerked against the ropes, struggling between his basic need to ejaculate under so much stimulation and his pride as a human being, one who didn't want to submit to being a toy in somebody's voyeuristic game. "H-Himiko... Your face... move your...!" he grunted, realizing what was about to happen. When his strength gave out, he was going to start shooting strings of semen into the air. If she kept her head where it was now, she'd get it all over herself!

"I-It's not enough? Okay! I'll use my face too!"

"Whaaa-?!"

Shuichi's eyes widened and adopted a comical expression of surprise as suddenly, the small girl plunged her face into her own panties and began to use her lips to suck at the head through the fabric! It wasn't just her puffy lips smooching at him; he could also feel her tongue, licking against the tip despite whatever sanitary concerns surely existed. Evidently, the situation was somehow arousing to her, because her moisture production down below had increased too; droplets fell from there onto his face as he found himself staring at the quivering of the moist, pink hole between her lips above his face. In a situation like this, he was doomed!

Powerless to stop himself, the boy began to shoot his seed. At first, he got the encouraging sense that the panties were absorbing all of it. Himiko would surely think it was gross, having her clothes defiled that way, but--

But he wasn't that lucky! The thin fabric was no match for the **** of his ejaculation. It didn't tear, but wetness managed to slop through and get onto her lips and the bridge of her nose, staining her red cheeks with translucent white, sticky fluid. He couldn't see her expression at the time from this position, but when she turned around, he noticed that her flushed face and sparkling eyes didn't look overly dismayed about what had just happened to her...

"Oh no... the music... the Desire Multiplier...!" he thought to himself, realizing what the combined effects must be doing to her. That and the sense that she'd just saved him from something... She probably saw this as a huge step forward in their relationship!

"... Did it feel good, Shuichi? Nyeh... When I kissed you through my panties?" she questioned, her face-half hidden as she stared between the arc of her own legs to watch him upside down.

Panting, Shuichi struggled for some kind of answer. Should he tell her no and try to break it off? The effect would probably be pretty harsh. After all, from her perspective, he was not only a boy she liked, but also, one she'd just protected in the face of some kind of emergency. The nice guy in Shuichi won out. "Um... Yeah... It felt pretty good..."

Himiko smiled upside down with a cheerful expression on her cum-splashed face. "R-Really? That was my first time doing something like that, you know? I might just be a magician at this, too! Nyeh heh heh..." she giggled cheerfully.

Shuichi gulped, struggling with a harsh realization. When he'd done things with Tsumugi, everything he'd done had been with a tinge of disgust, thinking that he was somehow interacting with the resurrected specter of an old enemy. Even when he'd done perverse things with Hirumi and Tenko, it had been like he was interacting with someone he could say was not the same person he'd once known. Those hadn't gone as far, either.

This wasn't the same. This was the real Himiko, one who'd survived myriad traumatic experiences together with him, and he'd just cummed into her face and panties simultaneously. He felt like he'd crossed a line he'd been trying to avoid... and yet, it also felt good. She looked so happy, to be desired sexually by someone she'd developed feelings for, even if those feelings had been implanted in her. Was it wrong for him to feel just a bit pleased, seeing that sunshiny smile on her face? Not just that, but to think that she'd desired his penis and his cum that way, to the point that she'd be happy to take it all over her face?

...

"O-of course it's wrong. The mastermind warped her feelings and now we're both playing right into his hands!" Shuichi thought to himself, as Himiko finally, blessedly, helped untie him from the chair. Despite her magic expertise, the knot still seemed to be proving challenging for her.

"Don't worry, Shuichi... Nyeh... I'll keep quiet about this. I'll go towel off my face in the bathroom down the hall. Just get rid of those in the meantime... I don't want 'em back, nyeh," she pointed out. Evidently, she wasn't so spellbound by him that she wanted to wear a bag of his cum under her skirt.

Shuichi wondered if it was okay for her to walk around without panties, but he decided it was better than the alternative. He nodded awkwardly, then finally stood up to his feet and tucked himself back into his pants. His uniform was amusingly pretty clean; Himiko had done a good job of protecting him from shooting his semen onto himself. "Thanks again, Himiko. Please, keep it quiet... Don't tell anyone, not even your friends. Especially not Tenko..."

"Okay. Just promise me that if you wanna do that kinky stuff again, you'll come find me first, okay? If you do, I'll show you some more magic... Nyeh..." Himiko gave him a flirtatious wink, the sexiness of which was offset by her silly, puffy lipped smile, then grabbed up her hat and left Shuichi by himself.

Alone, the boy collapsed backward onto the bed, exhausted. He pulled out his Monopad to survey the changes so far, thankful that at least Monokuma wasn't bothering to make a repeat appearance yet, despite his just having cleared a mission.

Mission cleared! Gained 20 Ero Points.

Successful use of Anytime Boner Emergency!! Gained 10 Ero Points.

Passive Self Virility Vitamin XXX: Always active on self. Your sex drive and semen production recover much more quickly when depleted, increasing the amount and frequency with which you can become erect or cum. This trigger does not level up.

Shuichi wasn't so sure this new Trigger was a good thing. So far, most of his sexual engagements had been broken off after his load was dragged out of him and his penis began to lose its rigidity. If he no longer actually had the ability to become spent... What would happen the next time somebody captured him, tied him to a chair, and began jacking him off? He might be unable to get rid of them! The only advantage here was that he could potentially use this to clear missions that otherwise might become difficult, if he simply found himself unable to cum from too much activity.

"... Wait, this isn't even mental, isn't it? True, this Trigger does, to some degree, affect my behavior and relies on my mentality... But semen production? Is it possible the mastermind can change something like that?" Shuichi wondered to himself, lowering his eyebrows as he stared at his own face in the mirror. The mastermind's abilities were consistently terrifying and ever more mysterious... Why would someone with such resources even waste time with a game like this?

Unable to come up with an answer besides **** voyeurism-- which, to be fair, fit pretty well with what he now knew about the people behind Danganronpa games in the past-- Shuichi cleaned himself and the room up as best he could, then moved out, careful to avoid the bathroom to avoid another confrontation with Himiko. He didn't want to find her, or else, she might be unable to resist treating him like a boyfriend, wanting to walk arm-in-arm with him. Shuichi couldn't help but feel like a bit of a bastard, leading her on with no intention to reciprocate those affections, but remembering that they weren't real affections helped just a bit.

Now, he just had to make it outside and he could investigate if there were any other major school events going on right now. It was dangerous, spending all his time in one place, ignorant of what the others were doing. He might have his hands full with the sex game, but the start of a new killing game was always a possibility.

((A quick refresher for anybody wondering which triggers are unlocked and assigned so far!))

Assigned Triggers:

Tsumugi Shirogane- Level 1 Anytime Dirty Talk, Level 1 Anytime Grope Forgiveness

Kirumi Tojo- Level 1 Anytime Totally Soaked

Tenko Chabashira- Level 1 Anytime Shake it, Baby

Maki Harukawa- Total Game Ignorance

Himiko Yumeno- Total Game Ignorance, Level 1 Anytime Boner Emergency!

K1-B0- Total Game Ignorance

Available to Use/Assign:

Level 2 Daily Wardrobe Change

Level 1 Anytime Take That (Off)!

Passives:

Self Virility Vitamin XXX

Global Desire Multiplier