Chapter 60
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 60
Chapter Title: Eve of the Storm
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"Hey. Woojin, you finally here?"
Science raised her hand in a sloppy posture.
For some reason, her voice brimmed with confidence, so I glanced around.
The site had been completely empty when I assigned the work and left.
Now, in the temporary shelter where we'd take refuge from the upcoming typhoon, four rubber boats were positioned between the palm trees.
Each boat was tethered to the surrounding palms with five or six ropes, and atop them stood tents covered with waterproof tarps, creating a cozy and atmospheric vibe.
"Impressive."
"Damn right. Who do you think directed it? A masterpiece born from my brilliant brain and Seohee's stellar physique."
Science adjusted her horn-rimmed glasses and lifted her chin proudly. She placed her hands on her hips and strutted a bit.
Honestly, she had every right to brag. Even I could tell a ton of effort had gone into it.
'The nuance suggests she just gave orders while Seohee handled all the physical labor.'
Whatever. Everyone deserves a day to strut now and then.
"Praise me all you want. Go ahead. I graciously allow it. Our teacher Jeong Mina is too awesome! Flattery's fine too!"
"Yes, well done."
As I praised her, Science straightened her back even more. She grinned and patted my shoulder.
"See? That's the kind of person I am. So treat me well from now on. You won't find another brain like mine anywhere. Get what I'm saying?"
"Of course. I know how hard it is to find someone like you, Mina. Looking forward to working with you more."
"Aw, just words?"
Science wiggled her hand up and down. She happened to have a bag in it, so I placed it in her palm.
Her eyes went wide.
"Huh? Anal beads? Why these...?"
"Your toy for later. Keep them safe."
"......"
"Where's Seohee, though?"
Science grumbled and pointed to one side. Soon, Jeong Seohee emerged from the brush.
"Oh? Sorry. I was a bit late draining some water."
"No worries. I just got here too. Tough in this heat. Good work."
"Don't mention it. Anyway, did things go well with your outing?"
Jeong Seohee and Science peered over my shoulder.
Right behind me, Han Jiwon yawned, her sleeping bag pulled over her head like a hood, the end dragging on the ground.
Science waved her hand in front of Jiwon's face, but she just nodded off drowsily.
"Jiwon. Jiwon? Wow. Eyes almost shut—she must've worked her ass off."
"Something like that."
"What'd you even do? Why's she missing her bottoms?"
I tapped near Han Jiwon's nipple.
"Jiwon. You learned so well—show them your results. Stick out your ass and show it off."
"To those two...?"
"Yeah."
Han Jiwon stared blankly at me and the pair, then lifted her hoodie up to her chest. She got on all fours on the ground.
Science and Seohee's eyes widened.
"On all fours like a bitch in heat, ass high up. That's it. Spread your legs and cheeks wide so they can see clearly."
Han Jiwon buried her head in the sleeping bag and spread her privates wide with both hands.
Her two lewd holes were fully exposed.
"Holy shit."
Science looked at me with a drained expression.
"You're scary for real. Tamed that lazy slacker Han Jiwon like this in just one day? Damn. Look how swollen and red her pussy is. Asshole's still gaping open."
As Science said, the spread rear entrance hadn't fully closed yet. After over twelve hours of shoving beads in and out, it'd take time to recover.
"Does she obey well?"
"She does whatever I say."
"Whatever...?"
Science looked incredulous. And why not? This was the daughter of a leading corporate dynasty.
For Science, who'd groveled to these kids for three years to stay in their good graces, it must've been a shock.
"Really anything you order?"
"Yeah. Want a demo?"
I decided to show them Han Jiwon as my obedient bitch.
"Jiwon. Crawl over there and eat out Seohee's pussy."
Han Jiwon pulled her head from the sleeping bag and crawled on all fours between Jeong Seohee's legs.
She tugged down Seohee's pants and panties, then pressed her mouth to the pussy.
Lick. Lick.
She licked the pussy with her tongue as ordered, then sealed her lips and sucked firmly.
Jeong Seohee grabbed a fistful of Han Jiwon's hair and clamped her thick thighs around her head.
"If you're gonna do it, do it right. Work that tongue hard and suck properly."
Slurp. Slurp. Suck.
"Harder."
Schlurp. Schluuurp.
...Seohee could be pretty ruthless when she wanted.
She hated half-assed efforts, you could say.
Trapped in Jeong Seohee's sturdy thighs, Han Jiwon breathed heavily through her nose and desperately flicked her tongue.
"Focus. Speed up that tongue. Ngh. I'm close."
Jeong Seohee shuddered. She rocked her hips, grinding her pussy against Han Jiwon's mouth.
Then her eyes snapped wide, and she yanked Han Jiwon's head tight.
Squiiiirt!
The pussy gushed tidal juices.
"?!"
Drenched full-force, Han Jiwon tried to pull back, but Seohee's grip on her hair kept her pinned.
Jeong Seohee mashed Han Jiwon's face firmly into her crotch.
"Drink it."
Gulp. Gulp. Mmmph.
"Didn't hear Woojin? Lick up every drop. Suck it clean."
Han Jiwon stopped resisting and resumed tonguing.
"...Slurp. Suck suck."
Even after Seohee released her, she stayed put.
"Good job. You can stop now."
Slurp. Suck. Suck...
She licked up all the squirted juices. Even as Seohee soothed her that it was enough, Han Jiwon kept dutifully servicing the pussy.
"Jiwon, come back."
But at my word, she detached her mouth and crawled on all fours back to my side.
Jeong Seohee beamed proudly at me.
"Excellent. Woojin, you're the man I approved of, after all."
She seemed thrilled I'd tamed Han Jiwon. Her smile stretched ear to ear.
Science's reaction differed, though.
"What the hell are you?"
"?"
"You actually turned Han Jiwon into a real slave? Wow. Wonder what faces the others would make."
Science was in awe.
"Never met anyone like you. Jeong Woojin, you're... incredible in some ways. Really."
She kept praising me nonstop.
She was genuinely stunned. Her face held pure admiration I'd never seen before.
Science sidled up to me and whispered.
"Hey, Woojin. Can you tell her to do mine too?"
"Mina's?"
"Yeah. Pussy's fine, but ass preferred."
Science eyed Han Jiwon with sly greed.
Imagining the thrill of a pampered heiress crawling to rim her lowly ass was obvious.
"Mina, aren't we kinda busy for that? Less than half a day till the typhoon hits."
"Mm. Fine... guess no choice."
Science smacked her lips regretfully.
She kept glancing back at Han Jiwon wistfully.
Finally, she sighed in resignation.
"Still, Han Jiwon's lucky. Even as a slave, she saved her life. Wonder how many others survive this typhoon. Tsk tsk."
"They'll all make it, probably."
"Huh? How?"
"Planning to hole up in the plane."
Science blinked a few times, then burst out laughing.
"The plane? Pfft. Hahaha! Are they nuts? Kids don't know shit."
Her reaction suggested the plane was a no-go.
"I'd never board that thing. Wouldn't even go near it. Better shiver outside."
"Reason?"
"Listening once, so pay attention."
Science explained it like this.
Normally, with calm waves, sand from the sea piles up on the shore layer by layer.
Over time, that forms wide beaches.
"But when waves get high, it's the opposite."
During storms or surges, the shore sand erodes and gets sucked into deep water instead.
Ripped away in chunks.
Incidentally, the plane's front was by the shore in the shallows.
The severed tail was fully submerged, sharks circling it constantly.
"Riding that in a typhoon? Hell no. One wave, and you're dragged to the depths with it."
Not good.
If true, the Class B kids were in massacre territory.
'They can't die.'
They were all to be mine.
Slaves and possessions who'd obey my every command, like Han Jiwon beside me now.
Them dying? No.
"Seohee."
A bit early, but I explained to Jeong Seohee and sent food from my backpack to the kids.
'First, stop them boarding the plane. Then I'll check the situation myself.'
Of course, wrap up our side first.
I hurried back to the settlement.
Dropped Science at the waterfall first, then led Han Jiwon up the rocky hill.
The women waiting there grabbed their packs and gathered at my arrival.
"Ready?"
"All set. But a problem."
The homeroom teacher pointed to over four hundred water bottles. The ones I'd bought for my daily quest.
Two liters each—two kilos a pop.
Couldn't carry them all.
'Can't leave 'em either.'
Typhoon hits, the hill turns into a flash flood. They'd all wash away by return.
"Woojin, what about all this water? Even two each, that's barely ten."
"Can't take it all. I'll handle it."
"How?"
I opened the shop window and sold them off.
"Ah!"
The homeroom teacher and Kim Yeonju clapped, faces lighting up.
"That's a way!"
"Ugh. Master as expected. I feel dumb worrying how to carry them."
I stashed what fit in my subspace, sold the rest.
Bottled water value plunged from 1,089 won to under 700 in seconds.
Funny thing: buy price stayed fixed at 1,089 no matter how much I sold.
'Huh. Purchase price fixed?'
"Woojin, moving out now?"
I nodded, taking the last bottle from the homeroom teacher.
"Yes. Heading down. You know the waterfall? Meet Science there."
The homeroom teacher and Kim Yeonju took the twins and jumped. Before I did, I grabbed binoculars and scanned where Class B was.
'Urgent fire's out for now.'
Good—Seohee had reached the kids.
Park Jimin was at the rendezvous, waving as she spotted Seohee.
'Now, how to save those ones.'
Tap tap.
"Woojin, you not jumping?"
Han Jiwon, hooded in her sleeping bag, stared up at me from the side.
"Gotta."
I stroked the top of her sleeping bag hood and looked up.
Vast forest. Endless ocean. Wind blowing from there.
Standing here, you feel the sea breeze.
Cool and salty.
But today's wind felt heavy, laden with damp humidity.
Plip. Plip plip.
Sure enough, raindrops began to fall.
The sky had filled with thick storm clouds, exuding a gloomy aura.
Patter patter.
Then the downpour hit.
In moments, the world brimmed with falling rain.
It thickened, pouring madly.
The Class B kids jumped for joy in the sudden torrent.
Probably thrilled—solved the heat, and plenty of water to drink.
"Just the beginning."
I felt the weight of the sheeting rain on my cheek and stared ahead.
Roooar—
The rain was mere prelude.
Rumble. Rumbliiing.
A fierce storm raged far off.
After it passed, the island—and us, just adapting—would change greatly.
Existing flora and fauna, included.
'Finally starting.'
[The typhoon has struck the island.]