Chapter 62
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 62
Chapter Title: Situation
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Heavy rain poured down from the sky.
It wasn't just pouring—it was like the heavens had sprung a massive leak, with thick sheets of water cascading relentlessly.
This was on the level of tens of thousands of people dumping buckets on us.
"Fuck, how long is this gonna last? Cut it out already!"
The kids who had cheered at the first few drops were now being driven back, losing ground to the downpour.
"Ah, head further inland!"
"At this rate, the whole island's gonna flood!"
Chased by the wind, battered by the waves.
As the fierce surges rolled in, the kids fled the beach into the forest.
They didn't dare venture too deep, wary of hidden dangers, but each massive wave forced them to retreat a little more.
"Why don't we just head to the plane and take shelter now?"
"I agree! Let's move before the water rises more!"
A few kids suggested fleeing to the plane.
The front section of the severed fuselage was elevated above the ground they stood on.
Even if the island flooded, they could hold out fine inside the plane.
"Fuck. That might actually be better."
Kim Taehun spat into the water after failing to climb a palm tree. He turned to Kim Jaejun.
"Jaejun-ah, what do you think?"
Kim Jaejun stared out at the sea.
His tightly shut lips slowly parted.
"...It'd be nice if we could make it to the plane safely."
"Hah. Yeah. There are sharks in there. Shit. So what now? We still gotta move soon if we're gonna. It'll be tougher the longer we wait."
"I agree. Stalling isn't good."
Kim Jaejun gathered the kids and announced the plan to head to the plane.
"Anyone object?"
No one did. The rain had been fun at first, but now with water up to their ankles and rising to their calves, everyone knew they were screwed.
"Then it's decided—we're heading to the plane."
"Hmm. I'm not sure that's such a great idea."
Then someone stepped up to stop them.
"Crazy bitch?"
"Psycho?"
It was Park Jimin.
No one had expected opposition in this situation, so all eyes widened as they turned to her.
"Why object?"
Park Jimin's lips twitched. She seemed to struggle with her words.
It wasn't because everyone was staring, or because she was shivering from the cold.
'Ah, what was it she said? Something about how it changes during a typhoon.'
Park Jimin furrowed her brow, desperately trying to recall by pumping blood to her brain.
But her mind only grew more tangled.
'Ugh. Come to think of it, that blockhead Seohee didn't explain it properly, so I don't even get the principle.'
In truth, science-indifferent Jeong Seohee had just sorta gotten it and rushed over, passing her half-baked understanding to Park Jimin.
Park Jimin, who couldn't care less about natural phenomena, had just nodded along with an "Uh-huh, got it."
So there was no way Park Jimin could explain the principle herself.
But Park Jimin had good instincts and quick wits.
She hadn't understood, but she'd caught the certainty in Jeong Seohee's expression.
"My thick skull can't explain it for shit, but anyway—no."
Park Jimin stated it boldly just like that.
The kids let out heavy sighs.
Of course—what would she know? Her classmates hadn't expected much anyway.
"Then we didn't hear that."
"Huh? Why!"
"Insufficient reason."
"No, the reason's totally solid! I can't explain with my dumb brain, but it's really dangerous, I swear? Can't you see the sincerity on my face?"
Park Jimin pointed up and down at herself emphatically.
But Kim Jaejun shook his head and moved to pass the motion anyway. Or almost did.
"Hold on. I second Park Jimin's opinion too."
"!!"
The one raising his hand was Oh Sejun.
Descendant of a famous scientist and heir to a global pharma company.
He was the one who'd taught the class how to make fire pits, fishing hooks, and salt concretely.
"In seas this rough, the plane could be dangerous. The sand might erode, and it could sink whole into the water."
"Isn't that just a possibility?"
"Right. That's why I've stayed quiet till now. But with Park Jimin—whose animal instincts are the sharpest in the class—opposing it, we can't just ignore that risk."
"Hm."
Kim Jaejun rubbed his chin thoughtfully, while Park Jimin narrowed her eyes and asked Kim Sujin.
"What'd that bastard say? I was digging wax outta my ear and missed it."
"He said you're psycho but beast-like."
"A compliment?"
"Yeah. Said you sniff out scents better than animals."
"Oh? Wonders never cease. Oh Sejun complimenting me."
Kim Jaejun, lost in thought, raised his hand to draw attention.
"Then heading to the plane's off the table."
And so the class kids resumed their war against the typhoon.
But the waves grew fiercer, and soon the water lapped at knee height.
The one silver lining was that the rain finally started easing up.
But that was it.
"Damn, what kinda bad luck is this."
Someone's mutter spoke for everyone's mood.
By the time I reached the class kids' spot, they were in chaos.
Flustered by the incoming waves but too scared of the forest to go deep inside.
Worried about sharks, they kept peering into the churning water even as wind and waves tossed them.
In that frantic mess, Kim Jaejun and Yoo Hana were struggling without real control.
Their faces were calm, but I could tell—they were rattled.
Seeing that, a thought crossed my mind.
'This could be fun if I play it right.'
"You made it?"
Jeong Seohee spotted me and waved. She was staying about 200 meters from the kids, watching them.
"Yeah. No issues?"
"Not yet."
I sidled up to Jeong Seohee, pulled her into a hug, and slipped my hand inside her sports bra.
Then I hauled out her breast and kneaded it.
"You're freezing."
"Hm? Am I?"
She didn't seem to notice.
But Jeong Seohee's body was pretty cold. She'd apparently stood still observing the kids for a while.
"No 'am I?' You could catch a cold."
"This is nothing."
"Even if it's nothing, you gotta care."
I quickly bought a raincoat from the shop window and draped it over her.
"Your safety comes before the class kids, Seohee-ya. Don't forget that—act like it."
"I-is that so?"
"For my sake too. Promise."
Jeong Seohee clutched the raincoat tight, nodding with a touched look.
"Got it. For you, I'll prioritize myself."
"Good, please do."
Jeong Seohee was my reliable ally, bodyguard, and this island's one-of-a-kind white horse.
No comparing her to the others.
"But wearing this means I can't grope your tits. That okay?"
"C'mere. I'll let you touch my pussy instead."
Jeong Seohee approached and hugged me, spreading her legs for easy access.
I slid my hand under the raincoat, slipping my middle and ring fingers into her pussy and rocking them back and forth.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
While getting her report.
"Ah, they're holding up for now. Blocked them from boarding the plane, and stamina's decent somehow. Nngh. Looks like they ate dinner right before shit hit the fan."
Got it. They're still all perky, huh?
Class count now: 7 guys, 9 girls. Plus flight attendant Lee Hyunji makes 17 total.
Too big a bite all at once.
Too much to swallow in one gulp.
'Even linking them up for smooth absorption won't work—they're all too fine. Plenty of stamina left.'
No choice then.
Just bide my time patiently.
A path will open eventually. If not, I'll take the loss and save them first.
But an unexpected turn arose.
"The typhoon blew away all their food though."
They have to endure 5 days of typhoon but lost all food on day one?
'Now shit's getting interesting.'
I resumed vigorously fingering her mid-thought.
"Ugh. Hn. Hnng…."
Her pussy clenched tight around me.
"Did Jimin deliver the hot packs?"
"Yeah. All 10. Ahng. Sh-she shared with 4 others."
So they're forming teams now.
'Probably why she helped Yoon Chaeyeon before and stuck with Kang Hye-rin.'
I'd half-expected it since she handed out generous rations.
Though not the change I wanted.
I'd figured kids tasting my shop fruits would trickle from Seohee to me.
My goal was to fuck those girls.
But Park Jimin was building her own faction on a different path.
'Either way, not bad. As long as they get hooked on my shop flavors and learn to bow their heads.'
First time's the hardest. Once they submit and kneel, their wills weaken.
Kids bowing diligently to Park Jimin would kneel just as easy to me later.
'Betrayal, affairs, crime—those who've done it once get better at it.'
Humans are like that.
"Oh yeah. P-Park Jimin sent this for you."
Jeong Seohee handed me a waterproof pack with motion sickness pills inside.
"She grabbed it when we said we'd ride out the typhoon on the rubber boat."
Snagged from the plane's med kit, looks like.
Warmed my heart. She didn't have to, but always looking out like this.
And a ton too—enough for us alone through the whole typhoon without finishing it.
'Her hands are always so generous.'
As I felt touched, my fingers felt intense pressure.
Glancing down, Jeong Seohee was clamping her thighs, shuddering.
Pulling out, my hand was drenched.
She immediately sucked my fingers clean.
"Feel good? Been a while since you came proper."
"...You've been busy with other girls lately, skipping me."
Shit, had I?
Once the dam broke, Jeong Seohee spilled everything pent up.
"Heard you did 4 hours with Kim Yeonju, 4 with homeroom teacher, 2 with the twins, 3 with science teacher and Park Soyoung. Zero with me."
"Haha, well…."
"Then over 12 hours with Han Jiwon. Honestly, I was jealous and hurt."
Felt bad hearing it. But unavoidable.
Jeong Seohee handled the Park Jimin link, so minimum 12 hours away every two days.
Sleep after returning.
Remaining time: sparring or reporting class status to me.
She had our group's busiest, most crucial schedule.
But it hurt her.
Jeong Seohee bowed her head sadly.
"I know. I'm not that pretty, too strong, rough like a guy, short hair like a dude…."
"Hey, hey, it was just 'cause I'm swamped. Sorry."
I patted her wilted back soothingly.
And spoke with conviction.
"Have confidence. You're pretty. No joke—really pretty. Especially your body's my exact type."
"...Really?"
Of course.
Big tits and ass, tiny ant waist.
Solid abs, but tits soft and jiggly as hell.
Jeong Seohee had a body rare for East Asians.
Body-wise, she was top-tier.
"Hm."
The tomboy's mood lifted with the praise.
Since we were at it, I decided to hang with her and cheer her up more.
Caressing her plain panties and the sopping pussy beneath, I said,
"But I've got a question, Seohee-ya."
"Shoot."
"Why always sports bras and panties? Wear something floaty, see-through, lacy pretty like homeroom teacher or others. You'd look super sexy."
Jeong Seohee shook her head furiously, face screaming hell no.
"No way I'd wear something that embarrassing. I'd rather die."
"What about girls' clothes then? Never seen you in a skirt outside uniform."
Her uniform skirt vanished after first year—she always wore gym pants.
Jeong Seohee snorted dismissively.
"Same shit. I'd rather walk naked than wear that embarrassingly."
"That bad?"
"Yeah."
"So even if I asked, you'd refuse?"
"What?"
She jolted, eyes wide, never dreaming I'd ask.
"S-sorry, but that's… even for you, Woojin…."
Shockingly, fiercer resistance than when I took her ass.
'Didn't see this coming.'
Didn't know Jeong Seohee still needed training. Thought she'd drop dead at my word by now.
'Perfect. Was bored killing time anyway—time to play with my Seohee.'
Can't do shit with class kids right now anyway. Need time till they tire.
I thought it over, then told Jeong Seohee,
"Seohee-ya. Strip."
"Why?"
She hugged the raincoat, shaking her head no.
"Hurry up. Obey and I'll fuck you."
"!!"
She flung off her clothes and handed them over.
I stuffed them in my backpack, tied it tight to a palm tree so they wouldn't wash away.
Opened the shop, bought something I'd eyed before, and handed it to her.
"This is…."
Jeong Seohee's face stiffened recognizing it.
Bunny girl outfit in her hands.
Full set: bowtie, cuffs, corset, bunny tail, bunny ears.
"Seohee-ya. Put it on."
Her eyes trembled as she asked,
"Y-you're joking, right?"
"No joke. Put it on now."
"I can't! Rather go naked…!"
"Won't fuck you ever if you don't. Lifetime."
"……."
Jeong Seohee lifted the bunny suit with a horrified look. Her hands shook violently.
"Your answer?"
Bowing to power, she became a human bunny.
"Why no tail?"
"Looked everywhere—no place to attach on the clothes."
"Duh. Bought it from adult toys. No clip."
Realizing at last, she chucked the tail away fast.
By the time I blinked, it was gone in the dark.
Too bad—bought a separate tail from shop.
I tossed and caught the new one, grinning.
"Now, ass out. I'll attach it myself."
"Hng."
I shoved the tail deep into the ass of trembling Jeong Seohee as she presented it.
"Ahng!"
She clenched her cheeks hard, twitching and relaxing repeatedly.
When her ass spread again, I beckoned.
"Alright, let's go."
"Nngh. Where?"
"Good spot."
Following me, Jeong Seohee paused.
"Woojin, going further risks the kids spotting us. Better circle around."
"No need."
Because I was leading her straight to the class kids.
"What?"
We were 150 meters apart. Close enough to ID each other.
In clear weather, sure.
"Can't go. Not like this!"
"Nah, won't get caught. It's dark—they can't make us out. Trust me, Seohee-ya. If not anyone else, trust me?"
"Ugh."
I kept beckoning insistently, so she followed reluctantly. I hooked her arm in mine and walked.
"W-wait. You're not thinking of getting closer? Bad idea. Too risky."
"Relax. Seriously won't get spotted."
"Still too close…."
"Follow. Obey nice, and I'll fuck you senseless all night."
"!!"
Her resistance visibly crumbled, like a cow to slaughter.
So I soothed my skittish white horse till we neared the kids—stopping just 50 meters away.
"Now, spread your legs."
"Huh?"
"What're you waiting for? Legs wide."
"H-here?"
"Yep."
Jeong Seohee's pupils shook wildly side to side.
Her gaze hit the 16 classmates gathered ahead.
Then landed on her bunny outfit.
"Do good, and I'll fuck you through the night, Seohee-ya."
My whisper in her ear made her throat bob hard.
Gulp.