Chapter 3
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 3
Chapter Title: Cheon So-yul (1)
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Shwaaaaa—
"......"
A stream of cold water drenched Cheon So-yul's entire body. Given the season, a cold shower didn't seem like the best choice—and it wasn't her preference either...
"......Haaah."
There was no helping it. It was an unavoidable decision. Right now, what she needed more than anything was a sharp stimulus to snap her back to her senses.
The shower was running, but she wasn't actually washing herself. She was just standing there, letting the water hit her.
It would be more accurate to say she was simply getting soaked. At least this way, her turmoil wouldn't leak out beyond the bathroom door—that was the only comfort she could cling to at the moment.
Even as the icy water poured over her relentlessly, her face remained flushed bright red.
She covered her face with both hands for a moment, letting out an incomprehensible groan. It was more of a raw sound than actual words.
Deep down, Cheon So-yul wanted nothing more than to collapse right then and there.
'What the hell... what the hell did I do......'
The memory surfaced unbidden. It was one she had no desire to recall, but less than a day had passed, so forgetting it was impossible.
She had drunk alcohol. For the first time. Well, if you didn't count that sip of deep red wine she'd begged from her father as a child.
......Blue Pine Academy's end-of-term ceremony was always held at the end of January. That meant winter break started late, but it wasn't a big deal.
In any case, it hadn't even been a full month since she'd turned eighteen.
There was no issue with her drinking.
The problem was her drinking partner, who had turned out to be completely unexpected.
Cheon So-yul thought back to the young man whose face had been so close to hers just moments ago. Lee Hyun-jin—same age as her, same position as a mage.
Maybe it was because he'd trained under the Ice Empress, one of Korea's three great archmages alongside her own mother. Throughout the past year, she and he had constantly clashed in the worst possible ways.
It was what you'd call a rivalry. Based on entrance exam scores, she'd crushed him, but as the semester progressed, the top spot had switched hands several times.
If things had gone just a little differently, she might not have been the one standing on stage at the ceremony.
They were friendly competitors, destined rivals with no substitutes in their age group and position.
......Or at least, that's how the media always hyped it up.
At the start of the term, she'd wrinkled her nose every time she heard it, finding it absurd. Now, though, she had no choice but to accept it.
Cheon So-yul bit her lip, her expression a perfect mirror of her tangled emotions.
Yes, that's what their relationship was. Constant competition, clashes, tearing each other down with unnecessarily vicious barbs just to prove superiority.
They were the kind of people who could never get tangled up like this. Or at least, they should have been...
'Uwaaaah......!'
Cheon So-yul squeezed her eyes shut and screamed silently. Why! Why did that happen! Why did she lock eyes with that guy of all people and do something so vulgar!
-Do... do more... Hn, I'm really okay...
-One... one more time...?
Bam!
Cheon So-yul's fist slammed into the bathroom tiles without warning. With superhuman restraint, she'd managed to keep her mana in check, but the resounding crash was unavoidable.
She sensed someone outside flinching in surprise.
Even so, she couldn't afford to care. She had no spare energy for it.
Suddenly, an image flashed of herself clinging to Lee Hyun-jin the night before, coquettishly winding herself around him.
The fact that it wasn't some feverish delusion but a real memory stabbed deeper than anything.
Her face was already burning crimson—no need to state the obvious.
At this point, she half-expected to erupt like a volcano, bubbling over from the intensity.
Forcing her tightly shut eyes open, she let her shoulders slump in defeat.
......Fine, she'd admit it. She did have sexual desires. She'd never denied that to herself in the first place.
Come on, she was at that age—a girl in her prime. How could she not be curious?
It was perfectly natural to have urges. Instinct, plain and simple. Human instinct, animal instinct, a woman's instinct.
Squelch...
"......Hnn, ah."
So even now, after spending her first night with a classmate and retreating to the bathroom under the excuse of washing up—
Subtly rubbing her privates without realizing it was just 'no big deal,' right?
Cheon So-yul let out ragged breaths as she braced one arm against the bathroom wall. In her slightly bent posture, her other hand relentlessly teased below.
Separated from her classmate by just a single wall, she stifled her moans to keep them from leaking out—but the act of masturbation was thrilling in a way that surprised even her.
She kept muttering to herself. Last night was just an accident. They'd both gotten drunk, lost track of their limits, and made a stupid mistake.
It was like getting bitten by a dog. And with Lee Hyun-jin's sharp features and slightly long hair for a guy, he even evoked a wolf.
......In other words, she absolutely wasn't doing this because she couldn't forget the stimulation of their first time together.
Did they think she was some loose woman who couldn't control her own lust?
'I'm... Cheon So-yul......'
The pride of the Cheon family, the greatest magical talent in history, Blue Pine Academy's ninth-term top student with 100% lightning aptitude! That was her.
She repeated it over and over in her mind.
"......Ah, ngh, hnnngh."
But she didn't realize that by deliberately recalling those facts, she was deliberately stoking her own sense of depravity.
Yes. No matter how you sliced it, for a sheltered family treasure raised in a prestigious house, this adult game was far too stimulating.
She scolded herself endlessly. She shouldn't have done it. She should have held back. She should have clung to her rationality somehow.
And yet, deep down, she couldn't help thinking, 'It was... pretty good, though......'
She hadn't hated it. To put it bluntly, sex with a man felt better than she'd ever imagined.
He was annoying, sure—the kind of guy she'd flip off every time they met.
But being with Lee Hyun-jin put her at ease in a way, which probably made it even better.
"Haah, ngh, ah."
Swept up in the waves of pleasure already crashing over her, Cheon So-yul didn't even notice her own embarrassing thoughts.
Fine, she'd admit what there was to admit. How could the afterglow fade after just one night?
The tingling sensation like her whole body was electrified, the way her legs twitched helplessly at climax—those memories were still vivid.
Even now in the morning, her entire body was hypersensitive because of it.
'......It's his fault for being so unnecessarily rough... that's why I'm like this......'
And besides, she couldn't exactly go outside in this state, could she? It would be a nuisance to her and everyone else.
With that, Cheon So-yul began rationalizing her lewd behavior to herself.
"......Heuk, ngh."
I'm not a slut.
I'm not promiscuous.
I'm... I'm normal.
Those words looped endlessly in Cheon So-yul's head, but every nerve was focused outside the bathroom.
......Imagining that bastard Lee Hyun-jin, probably lying on the bed waiting for her right now.
What was he doing at this moment?
What was he thinking?
Had he felt the same as her? Even after last night's intensity, maybe he still craved more.
Or unlike her, perhaps he hadn't found it that stimulating...
"Hrngt. Ngh, ah, heuk."
The moment those thoughts crossed her mind, the arm of Cheon So-yul—who had been delicately tracing her folds—moved just a bit faster.
An instinctive motion, seeking even greater pleasure from the stimulation.
Her eyes were already half-lidded. She no longer held back her moans, letting them escape freely.
Consequences? She didn't care. If anything, she hoped he heard. She was curious what reaction her naughty sounds would draw from him.
How would he take it? He'd be startled at first, no doubt. Then flustered, face turning red, body twitching awkwardly.
And then, like last night when he'd first laid her on the bed, she'd hope for that ragged breathing. The expression like he couldn't hold back anymore would be a bonus.
Cheon So-yul brought her free hand to her chest. Her breasts weren't particularly large, but the pale pink peaks at their centers stood erect.
She tentatively brushed one with careful fingers. Lightning seemed to surge through her entire body.
"──?!!"
Her body trembled with electric shivers, legs quaking, shoulders hunching, her core flooding.
Never, not once since mastering lightning magic, had she felt a sensation like this.
......In that instant, Cheon So-yul hoped Lee Hyun-jin was reliving the shock of the previous night just like her, tending to his lingering regrets in the same way.
In other words, she yearned for him to be doing exactly what she was.
An idea the usual cool-headed, rational top student Cheon So-yul would never entertain.
Not in this moment.
Right now, the one here wasn't the academy's top student or the Cheon family's only daughter—just a girl in heat.
A spark flashed in her mind. Eyes closed, she shuddered repeatedly with her shoulders, finally achieving what she craved.
"Heuk, hrnggggh...?!"
Climax hit, vaporizing her reason and judgment. Too late, she clamped a hand over her mouth, but the sounds had long since escaped.
Her mouth fell open in a dazed "heh," and she collapsed weakly onto the bathroom floor.
'......Feels good......'
And so, thirty minutes passed.
Creeeak—
The bathroom door opened, and Cheon So-yul emerged, looking refreshed, shaking out her still-damp hair. She feigned perfect composure.
Lee Hyun-jin silently threw off the blanket and rose from the bed.
He seemed headed for the shower himself. Cheon So-yul perked up her ears just in case—and sure enough, the water started running soon after.
He passed by without a word, astonishingly. She blinked in surprise.
'He... didn't notice?'
The Lee Hyun-jin she knew would usually toss out some jab to get under her skin. Had the shower noise drowned it all out?
Relief washed over her, mingled with an odd dissatisfaction.
That was when she picked up her smartphone. A background notification indicated a new message.
Without a second thought, she unlocked it and opened the messaging app.
- Perpetual Second Place Bastard: Video
"......"
......The name at the top felt ominously familiar. It was the nickname for the guy on the other side of that bathroom door.
Suddenly anxious, Cheon So-yul tapped the chat window.
She confirmed it. Hit play. The thumbnail alone made her vision blur, but inertia carried her through.
She hadn't even watched ten seconds of the ten-minute video.
Cheon So-yul neatly closed the smartphone screen and set it down. She took a steadying breath, stood, and headed to the bathroom door.
Rattle, rattle.
......Locked. Breaking a lock like that was child's play for a lightning mage, but she was a modern intellectual.
She remembered the concept of knocking.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
"......Come out! Come out!! Give me your phone!! Delete that today, format it, kill you, and I'll follow you!!!"
Tears glistened pathetically in her eyes.
"Come out, you bastard!!!"
Her smartphone, tossed on the bed, displayed a silhouette of a girl moving her hand beyond a semi-transparent glass wall.
The heartbreakingly aroused moans were included as a bonus.