The school bell medley signals the end of another day. You're quick to pack up, being faintly aware that Reina, your bully/friend/other is nowhere to be seen. Odd!

You walk through the hallway, walking as fast as you can without running into people, eventually reaching the entrance hall, and by extension, the shoe cupboard. You squeeze past a couple of people, and as you look into your cubby, you notice a folded piece of paper stuck into one of your shoes. Pulling it out and unfolding it reveals a simple message: 555-5555, Hotel District, Tokyo. Come ASAP. Tell the guy at the front R sent you. ♡♡♡

Who could this be from, you ponder? It doesn't matter too much, but you are rather curious. You leave school and hop on the train as usual, but take it in the opposite direction, getting off in what effectively amounts to a red light district. It's early enough in the day that the worst of the folks who hang around aren't currently there, so you just head straight for the hotels.

You reach the address and realize rather quickly that this is a love hotel. Oh dear. You are greeted at the front desk by a man who's general air makes it seem like he's one bad customer away from going postal. You tell him that R sent you, and he tells you to go up to floor 5, room 506.

It's not long before you find yourself outside of the given room. This isn't how you expected your afternoon to go, but it's how it's going. Time to head in! The room inside is incredibly pink. Everything is either pink, white, or gold, with the walls being pink for the top 3 quarters and white on the bottom, the ceiling being white, and the carpeting being a truly horrible pink leopard print. Some kind of incense burner is running on a bedside table, and on the bed it's beside lies the woman you halfway suspected to be behind this, Reina Nakashima.

"There you are, dork! Figured you'd never make it!" She giggles, lazing about atop the truly enormous bed, the golden sheets rumpling slightly.

"If you're wondering why you're here, I might as well just show you." She rolls over to face you, revealing her tits straining against the royal blue silk bikini top she's wearing, and you are quickly enamored.

"You like my titties a lot, dontcha dork? Didn't anybody ever teach you it's rude to stare?" She giggles, shaking the pink and white baby rattle she's holding in her hand as she lifts one of her legs, clad in sheer black stockings, high.

"You're kinda like a little baby who wants milk, but like, way too old for that now. It's kinda cute, but also kinda pathetic? Like a dog who really, really want's to go for a walk."

She stands up with a sigh. "So, that's why I'm gonna be punishing you! Get ready~" Another giggle. What have you gotten yourself into?