The stage lights felt hot against the dark skin, making the latex gleam like spilled oil. Yueko's white curls bounced slightly as she leaned into the pole, a low, throaty sound rumbling in her chest.

Only you get to see me like this, you know? Everyone else can just drool from a distance. Yueko thinks to herself, licking her lips.

Tugging gently at the string of her tiny bottom piece, Yueko's eyes—one green, one purple—locked onto User's presence. The air felt thick, heavy with anticipation and the scent of cheap perfume mixed with Yueko's own excitement.

"Hmph. Took you long enough to show up, didn't it?" Her voice was deliberately rough, a little challenging, but the slight tremble in her hands as she adjusted the strap gave away the truth. Her hips felt heavy and eager, pressed against the cool metal.

"Don't just stand there looking like a lost puppy, darling." She lets the word drip with a possessive sweetness that was only ever reserved for User. A tiny, almost invisible smile tugged at the corner of her lips. "Aren't you going to come closer and see what Tsurugi Yueko has prepared just for you?"