Chapter 18
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 18
Chapter Title: Preparation
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Early in the morning, by the time I reached where everyone was, they were all still asleep.
It looked like they'd feasted again last night—trash was scattered everywhere.
On one side, the class kids were sleeping with happy looks on their faces, while the teachers and flight attendants lay sprawled out like corpses, their faces smeared with ash.
"What the hell. You're finally back?"
But one person was wide awake.
It was Kang Hye-rin.
'What's her deal? Dawn workout time passed ages ago. No way she waited for me to show up.'
The thought sent a sudden chill down my spine.
Seeing the spark in that psycho bitch's eyes, it didn't feel like just my imagination.
"Follow me."
With that, Kang Hye-rin took off running ahead.
"W-Wait a sec."
The homeroom teacher tried to say something, but I stopped her.
"Just stay put, Teacher."
"B-But she said she'd beat you until you can't stand."
For some reason, the teacher was mustering more courage than usual. It made me happy, but also a bit worried, so I calmed her down and said,
"I'll handle it. Get some more rest, Teacher. That way, we can move together again tonight."
"O-Okay. Yeah, got it."
As I started walking away, the teacher followed and grabbed my hand.
"Still, if anything tough happens... if there's anything I can help with, just tell me anytime. I'm on your side, Woojin."
"Yes, Teacher."
I nodded and chased after Kang Hye-rin.
Even though it was later than usual, she stopped at the same spot after running the usual time.
"Get the stick."
Then she started loosening her wrists.
She was already excited at the thought of beating me— a big smile bloomed on her face.
But by the time I grabbed the stick and turned back, that smile had frozen stiff.
"What the hell are you doing here, Park Jimin?"
About twenty meters away, Park Jimin approached with a beaming grin.
"Don't mind me. I'm just here to watch. Pretend I'm not even here and get started."
"...Get the fuck out of here while I'm being nice."
"Pfft. I already saw everything yesterday. Why get all pissy now like it's something new?"
Kang Hye-rin strode forward and suddenly grabbed Park Jimin by the throat.
"Do you really wanna die, Park Jimin?"
"Heh. Kill me then. Try it. Whoa, I can't breathe—feels like I'm gonna cum. Ah, fuck, I'm about to squirt."
Her face turning red from lack of air, Park Jimin suddenly started pulling down her pants.
She shoved her T-panties aside and flipped her clit with her fingers.
"Ahh. Here it comes."
"Y-You crazy bitch."
In the end, Kang Hye-rin let go of her throat and backed off.
But the moment she realized she'd retreated, she got embarrassed and started kicking up the innocent sand.
Thud thud! Thud thud thud!
Then she stormed off.
*Cough cough.* Park Jimin coughed a few times as her breathing returned, then cackled.
"Ah, sis is too much to my baby pussy. Just hold on a sec. I was gonna show you me pissing right in front of your eyes."
I thought, That's so her.
I plopped down next to Park Jimin.
"Thanks."
"Huh?"
"Thanks for the help."
"Psh. What, that? It wasn't even a big deal."
Park Jimin pulled up her pants, which she'd dropped to her knees. Then she winked at me.
"By the way, hold off today. When I was following earlier, Taehun was tailing me."
Looking past Park Jimin's shoulder, sure enough... far off in the bushes, Kim Taehun was watching us.
Perfect timing—I'd spent the whole dawn with the homeroom teacher and needed a break anyway.
I watched Kang Hye-rin storming away and said,
"Jimin."
"Yeah?"
"Don't you wanna get revenge on Kang Hye-rin? Want me to help?"
I meant it when I offered to help.
Lately, Park Jimin had been subtly looking out for me.
If you get help, you pay it back—that's how it works.
Of course, that wasn't the only reason.
'Easier to eat her up if I'm helping from the side.'
More people are better than one.
Humanity's proven that over thousands of years.
Earth was full of creatures, but humans survived and conquered.
The key? Cooperation.
Of course, expecting cooperation from selfish Park Jimin was ridiculous, but I still needed to check something through this.
'Right now, the ones here who could side with me are the homeroom teacher, Yeonju noona, and Park Jimin.'
Calling them my women might fit, but anyway, I planned to take them when I left the group soon.
But Park Jimin was the wildcard.
Even if she was looking out for me, she was still one of the class kids.
So I had to test once: Could she bare her teeth at the class kids alongside me?
But Park Jimin's answer was totally unexpected.
"Eh, not really?"
"Not really? She just choked you. And not long ago, she suplexed you."
"Yeah, that happened, but I don't hold any grudges."
Park Jimin pulled Yoo Hana's skincare from her pocket and applied it, smirking.
"Honestly, flipping out over some stupid skincare I used once? Still ridiculous thinking about it. But it was my fault anyway, right? Same as now. And most importantly..."
Park Jimin shrugged.
"I don't sweat the small stuff. Turn around, and poof—gone from my head. That's my style. Revenge? Not my thing."
At first, it surprised me, but after hearing her out, it felt totally like Park Jimin.
Me taking her virginity and being fine? All thanks to her straightforward personality.
"But why bring up revenge all of a sudden?"
Staring at my face, Park Jimin let out a sly grin.
"Look at you. Trying to rope me in to go after Hye-rin, huh?"
"Haha."
"How'd I know? Hey, who do you think I am? I'm a total slut psycho, but my instincts are top five in the class."
Right. Just because she's straightforward doesn't mean she's clueless.
I figured she'd pick up on it at this point.
"You cocky little shit. Trying to use me?"
Park Jimin playfully poked my chest, then slid her hand down to rub my crotch.
She slipped into my pants, grabbed my dick, and stroked it.
Thankfully, her body blocked the view from Kim Taehun.
Park Jimin licked her lips.
"But I kinda wanna see it. That bitch Hye-rin is 100% virgin. Imagining her crying and wailing on this monster... Heh. Gets me wet just thinking."
"So you'll help?"
She looked me straight in the eye.
"Nope."
Park Jimin pulled her hand from my pants and stood up.
She leaned in close for a split second, licked my lips and nose, and smiled.
"Your dick is mine. Not sharing with anyone. I can tolerate you fucking around behind my back. But not in front of me. Can't help. Give up."
"......"
An unexpected answer.
Park Jimin wasn't the possessive type.
She was all about use and toss.
Yet here she was, showing desire for me.
I'd seen eyes like that before.
'No, I see them all the time.'
In the mirror, looking at myself.
But her next words were even more surprising.
"And when we get back to Korea, you'd better prepare yourself."
"?"
"You tore my hymen and creampied me with no protection. Time to take responsibility. As the 'baby daddy.'"
"Huh?"
"What's so hard? Marry me. I'll handle the family. You just show up. You don't hate the idea, right?"
I didn't answer. But Park Jimin acted like I'd said yes, dusted off happily, and stood.
"Alright, time to head back, little dick!"
"......"
I blankly watched Park Jimin hop away ahead.
It took a while to notice the change in her.
'Come to think of it, she didn't bring her hand mirror today.'
Whatever the reason, Park Jimin was on 'hold.'
She wasn't hostile to the class kids, and she always had a watcher around.
'That Kim Taehun guy never leaves her side.'
Maybe instinct as a male.
Sensing his girl regularly running off to get railed by some outsider and coming back full of seed.
'Problem is, to leave Park Jimin behind, I gotta solve the twins issue first.'
Shin Yuri and Shin Yejin—how to approach those two?
I watched the two playing on the beach.
160cm tall. Skinny arms and legs. Doll-like insane beauty.
Mixed blood made their looks rival Yoo Hana's, but if God messed up one thing, it was their chests.
Tiny flat ones you could cover with one hand.
In some ways, fatally so—that's why Yoo Hana held goddess for three years straight.
'But even big tits wouldn't make them goddess. Another flaw.'
They lacked boldness.
For whatever reason, always shy—if not approaching first, they'd run.
Once, chasing them for ten minutes straight to hand out flyers before giving up.
'First, sort out the other two.'
I went to the homeroom teacher.
"Tonight, I'll pretend to farm coconuts to slip away and live separately with some people. If they ask to come, can you join?"
Even if I wanted to take them, no way if they refused.
Luckily, her answer was positive.
"Of course. I'll follow you, Woojin. But water's an issue—okay?"
"Don't worry about that. I've got it covered."
"Okay. I'll go. Take me, please."
Homeroom teacher was in. One down.
I headed straight to Kim Yeonju. She was waiting by the broken cockpit radio.
Slumped in the chair, dozing off.
Even from behind, her prominent full breasts were tantalizing just to look at.
And that wide hip below.
'Ah, wanna fuck Yeonju noona too.'
Someday, chance would come.
I admired her figure a bit, then knocked on the wall.
Knock knock.
"Mm? W-Who is it?"
"It's me, Jeong Woojin."
"Ah! You're back! You okay?"
"Pardon?"
"I saw everything from here yesterday. When they went clamming and left us out. And what happened after."
She'd seen Kim Taehun run up and kick my sleeping self.
Grabbed by the scruff and dragged before the class to be thrown down.
And the teachers and attendants giggling from afar.
"It sucks. We're in the same boat, but instead of helping each other..."
I looked out the plane. As Kim Yeonju said, high vantage showed the beach clearly.
Even hidden... spots in view.
Thud thud thud.
Someone fucking a ways from the group.
"That's Lee Hyunji noona, right?"
"Where? Ah... Yeah, it is."
Lee Hyunji the attendant leaned against a tree trunk, ass out.
A student gripped it, pistoning wildly. Lee Minhyuk. He'd fucked her on the plane too.
He shuddered, pulled out, and brought his dick to her head.
Grabbing her hair, she bobbed on his crotch.
Then Lee Minhyuk left her and went back to the group.
Next, Yoon Jihoo went over, flipped the resting her face-down, and pounded brutally.
"......"
Kim Yeonju's face stiffened.
Lips trembling. The gangbang I'd warned her about becoming real.
"Yeonju noona. Tonight, I'm leaving to live separately from those guys. Wanna come?"
"Who... else is going...?"
"Can't say yet, but no guys for sure."
Yoon Jihoo shook his hips fiercely. His bulky muscles made Hyunji look like a fleshlight.
Grabbing her hair, pounding hard, he creampied and left.
Another guy headed there soon.
"...You told me before. Think only of myself."
-Noona, one piece of advice. Until we leave, think only of yourself. Ignore others.
Yeah, I'd said that seeing her so uptight. I nodded.
"Sounds cold, but you have to survive. Go back to your husband... your daughter."
Kim Yeonju clenched her fists, body shaking.
I approached and hugged her waist. She calmed in my arms, took my hand off, and stepped back.
"But to survive, we need food. Especially water. What's the plan for drinking water?"
As expected, worried about that. Everyone thinks alike.
"Can't go without solving that."
"Even if they gangbang you like that? You'd stay?"
"Yes. Even then."
"......"
I silently watched Lee Hyunji offering her ass to the guys.
Fresh cum dripping from her crotch like she'd just been filled.
After a brief silence, I said,
"What if I solve the water issue?"
"Really?"
"Yes. Enough to last years without dying of thirst."
"!!"
Kim Yeonju's face lit up.
"Th-Then me too."
"But disappointing."
"Huh?"
I turned away.
As I headed out, Kim Yeonju grabbed me.
"Y-You're taking me, right?"
"We'll see."
"What? You said you would..."
"I'm not a volunteer. I get checking for survival. But..."
I trailed off.
Someone who'd refused pussy forever with me was okay with gangbang from them?
Survival choice or not, it soured my mood.
Timing changes everything—even same words can repay debts or make enemies.
I turned coldly.
Of course, all an act.
'If she'd crumble over that, she wouldn't have lasted three years. Pride gone long ago.'
But had to pretend offended.
Kim Yeonju, who I thought was mine, briefly went neutral—even accepting gangbang. I saw possibility there.
"S-Sorry. I misspoke..."
Her flight attendant poise begging forgiveness.
"I'll go for now. Talk at lunch."
But she blocked my path.
"No. Now. I'll go. Take me."
"......"
Sensing crisis in my silence?
Kim Yeonju took my hand to her breast.
Full mound felt good, instant relief, but I relaxed my grip.
My hand went limp, sliding down.
"Eh?"
Briefly flustered, she grabbed my pants.
Pulled down pants and underwear.
"Mmm. Mmph."
Took my dick in her mouth, sucking.
First time without asking.
Always needed orders before, often reluctant.
'Wait, first time she did it on her own too.'
To avoid pussy, but still.
Now, Kim Yeonju sucked eagerly, even balls, looking up to meet my eyes.
"......"
But my dick wouldn't harden fully.
Grew some, half-erect, then stopped.
She'd sucked me countless times, swallowed loads—knew this meant no cum.
"Wh-Why."
Why? Held back humming anthem. Not sole reason, but helped.
Suddenly realizing, she widened eyes, clenched fists.
"...Found another woman."
"Yes."
"Hyunji? Or Seyoung?"
Figured another attendant. Knew my school status—no students or teachers.
Enough setup. I pulled up underwear and pants.
"See you later."
I turned to leave...
"Wait. Before you go, one last thing."
Turning back, Kim Yeonju leaned over the controls, ass to me.
Skirt hiked to waist, black floral panties down, stretched taut between thighs.
She spread her pale white cheeks.
Split—
Revealing pretty asshole and lewd-looking pussy.
"...You can put it in."
Kim Yeonju, who'd always refused pussy.
Now begging, panties down before me.
Face flushed, head down, fingers spreading her pussy.
"You can creampie me... so take me too."