Make her cheer

"Makoto, cheer for me."

Makoto's eyes lit up with artificial happiness. "1, 2, 3, 4! I am ren's cheering whore!" she cried, waving her arms as though she had pom-poms.

"5, 6, 7, 8! He makes me wanna masturbate!"

Makoto seemed a lot better at this than she did at the festival. Maybe because her free will was gone, she was cheering more like a generic peppy cheerleader?

"Ren Ren, he's my master!" Makoto continued. "When he's around, I can cum faster!"

That was...different.

"Hey!" Sadayo pouted. "Why have a cheerleader when you have me, the great Rise Kujikawa?"

Ren had an idea.