Synopsys: Today, he visits that room again. His steps are unsteady, his gaze distant, like someone lost in thought. The moment he opens that door, weird smell welcomed him.
"Ah, you're finally here~"
A sweet voice greets him accompanied with a moaning, it was March 7th. On the bed, March 7th offered her body to her "Master", where both of them drenched in sweat.
"Come on... Hurry up and prepare it! I can't wait any longer~♥"
But her eyes don’t even glance toward the boy frozen in the doorway. Her gaze is fixed solely on the massive cock before her and the pleasure she will about to receive from it. Seeing that, the boy can only avert his eyes, letting his view wanders around the room. The room that once filled by innocence and a charm of a energetic young girl, is now filled by potted tentacles, sex toy, photos and videos of herself and her "Master" lewd activities.
All he can do is silently begin preparing the equipment. After all, this just another daily routine for they once known as the Nameless.