Chapter 71
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 71
Chapter Title: Entry
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I approached the class kids.
Even though I'd gotten fairly close, they didn't notice us at all—either because of the storm or because their bodies were in such bad shape.
"Ahem."
Jeong Seri cleared her throat, and only then did they start looking up at us one by one.
"Jeong Seri...?"
"Jeong Seri?"
The class kids' eyes went wide.
It was like they'd seen a ghost. Their faces said they never dreamed she'd still be alive.
And soon, their surprised gazes shifted from Seri to me standing beside her.
Instantly, their expressions sharpened with hostility.
"What the hell! We thought you were dead, but that guy's still alive?"
"Fuck, where the hell has this runaway coward been hiding? He finally shows up strolling in like he owns the place!"
They reacted so intensely to the fact that I was still alive.
Especially Kim Taehun and Han Dohoon—they jumped up from their spots and charged over. Their eyes burned with the intent to beat me senseless.
I was amazed.
They still had the strength to rush at me like that.
'One light tap and they'd collapse. What the hell gives them that confidence?'
There wasn't an ounce of strength left in their bodies. They were staggering; in no condition to fight.
I was ready to humor them for a bit, but—
"You two. You want to get beaten?"
Seri draped her arm heavily over my shoulder and glared at them. The two guys froze in their tracks.
They glanced at her face, then slunk back to their spots with their tails between their legs.
The others, too, averted their eyes and dropped their hostility toward me one by one as Seri swept her gaze over them.
They couldn't even meet her eyes.
'Cowards! Cowards!'
Park Jimin was the only one waving at me with a beaming smile.
She still couldn't read the room.
Kim Jaejun stepped forward.
"Jeong Seri. Glad you're alive. I felt so bad about sending you off like that back then."
"Really? In my eyes, it just looks like polite bullshit."
"Haha, no way."
Seri stared him down, and Jaejun laughed it off, changing the subject.
"So, what brings you here all of a sudden?"
Seri picked at her ear and replied.
"Well. I was planning to just ignore you all at first. Didn't care if you lived or died."
"......"
"Even now, thinking about what happened to Yuri and Yejin makes me want to chew you all up and spit you out. But someone wants you to live, so I decided to help out of the goodness of my heart."
"Help us?"
"Yeah. I've got some rubber boats."
The class kids' faces lit up.
"She has rubber boats."
"For real?"
"Where?"
Jaejun raised his hand to quiet them, and Seri continued.
"Don't ask how I got them. No time for explanations, and honestly, looking at your faces this long is annoying enough."
The kids actually seemed relieved.
They were on the verge of freezing to death; they didn't care or want to know where the boats came from.
"Looks like you're all decided to follow, so I'll assign teams."
"Teams?"
"Yeah, not enough boats, and they're small."
With that, Seri started pairing them up, pointing at those huddled close together in twos.
"You two there. You two. You two... The ones I just pointed at are a team. Two per boat, like I said."
"Do we really need to do that? Can't we just pair up with people we like?"
Evelyn protested, sidling up to Yoo Hana in hopes of teaming with her.
But when Seri gave her a hard look, she backed off with a whimper and returned to her spot.
"Who rides with who doesn't matter. As long as you survive, right?"
"W-Well, yeah, but..."
"If you start arguing to team up with your favorites, it'll just waste time. No time to waste. Do as I say, or figure it out without my help."
With that, the kids had no choice but to obey Seri.
As they quieted down, Seri spun around.
"Woojin, lead the way."
"Everyone, follow."
And so the paired-up kids followed Seri and me into the forest.
"I-Is this really okay?"
"What if we run into snakes or something..."
The kids still feared the forest.
As much as they feared heading out to sea.
The terror of the unknown—the dread of what might jump out from the thick darkness—shook their hearts.
So they stuck close to their guides, Seri and me, using every last bit of strength to keep up.
Splash. Splash.
We pushed through the pitch-black darkness. Soon, the first boat came into view.
"I-It's real."
"A real rubber boat?"
The kids rushed toward it in excitement.
"Hey, can we get on first?"
Lee Minhyuk and Kim Taehun, who reached it first, asked. Seri nodded and stepped aside.
They immediately pulled off the waterproof tarp laid over it and climbed aboard.
"Ch-Cheaters! You guys have stamina to spare—let the girls go first!"
"Yeah, fuck that. Taehun and I believe in gender equality. First come, first served."
Then they pulled the black tarp over themselves and vanished from sight.
I snorted at the sight.
'Honestly, I don't love saving the guys, but if I ditch them, Yoo Hana or Oh Seyoung might stay behind too.'
Too bad, but no choice.
For now, think of it as an investment and save them together.
"Where's the next boat?"
The kids scanned around eagerly for the next one.
"Follow me. Next one's that way."
In this stormy darkness, only I knew the lay of the land. I followed the subtle markers I'd left without drawing attention and led them to the next spot.
"Hey, how far? Why'd you scatter them like this? Why not bunch them together?"
"Typhoon could hit anywhere, so I spread them out. Just in case."
And so I divided the class into pairs, placing them in the rubber boats hidden throughout the forest.
I didn't forget to warn each group.
"Don't wander off alone. Stay put in the boat. You saw on the way—get lost in here, and even Seri and I can't take responsibility."
But the kids ignored me, too busy climbing into the boats and pulling the tarps over.
Their bodies were at the limit; they couldn't afford to care.
'Definitely, except for Park Jimin's crew, they were all minutes away from dying in a couple hours.'
But now they were safe.
The waterproof tarps and boats would block the heat loss from their bodies—no more dying of hypothermia.
After shoving the last pair into a boat, I turned to tell Seri good job...
"Um, over there."
Someone was still left.
Lee Hyunji, the flight attendant we'd thought was dead.
"C-Could you help me too?"
Lee Hyunji trembled violently as she pleaded.
She was naked, her face pale, lips tinged faintly blue.
She could die any moment.
Seri turned away sharply, clearly displeased.
"Ah..."
Now I got it.
Why Seri acted like that.
She pitied her. Hated the groveling to survive.
But that didn't mean rejection.
She just frowned in disdain, but deep down, Seri liked people who fought hard to live.
And Hyunji's state was the result of that fight, which made her uncomfortable.
"Lee Hyunji. Want to join us?"
At my question, light returned to her despairing eyes.
"Y-Yes! If you do, I'll repay this debt someday!"
"Hmm. Well. I still think about that time you stuck your foot out at me. Every time I see you, it's... uncomfortable, let's say."
"S-Sorry! I'll know my place from now on and behave. Please, just help me."
Hyunji dropped to her knees in the water, begging.
The water reached her chin due to the depth, and waves occasionally splashed over her head, forcing her to swallow seawater.
Still, she spat it out and begged desperately.
Pleading to be saved too.
"Don't you need a dog? Woof! I'm a bitch who can do anything! Whenever you want, however you want! Even any play! Should I lick your ass? You haven't tried that yet, right?"
"No. I already have plenty doing that. No need from you. Sorry."
"W-Wait! Then something more extreme! Use me as a toilet! Yeah? From now on, I'm your toilet, Master. Piss in my mouth anytime. I'll take it all. Please... sob. Take me with you..."
I looked down silently at her crying.
Her will to live might be the strongest among us.
But I couldn't trust a woman like this.
She'd bow to enemies just like this to save her own skin.
But...
I turned to Seri.
"Seri."
"Hm?"
"Take Lee Hyunji to our rubber boat. Feed her well and let her rest. Look after her a bit."
"!!"
Hyunji's eyes widened. Seri, who'd turned away, whipped back around, clearly not expecting this.
"Mind if I ask why?"
"She wants to live. How can I refuse when she begs so desperately?"
I looked at Hyunji.
"Lee Hyunji."
"Y-Yes!"
"In return, what will you do for me?"
She shouted.
"Anything! Whatever Master orders! Even if it costs my life!"
Her eyes held sincerity.
It was a contradiction.
Begging to live, yet vowing to die for me if saved.
But seeing the emotion in her eyes, I understood.
Back in freshman year, the me in the mirror had that exact look.
"...Revenge?"
I faintly heard Seri mutter.
Her specialty was reading minds, apparently. She'd seen through Hyunji's resolve.
'Revenge.'
A distant feeling now.
After three years of being worn down, my heart had little vengeance left—detached.
It only flickered when tied to Teacher Song Duri... now just a stale emotion.
Maybe that's why.
'This could be fun.'
The thought crossed my mind.
Seeing Hyunji burning with fire, I wanted to watch her dance on the edge of a blade.
To see what happened when that sharp knife whirled.
"Alright. You're in."
"R-Really?"
"Yes. Jeong Woojin. Looking forward to working with you, Lee Hyunji."
I extended my hand politely. She grasped it, trembling.
I pulled her into a hug, patting her back. Soon, sobs echoed.
'I'll tell her not to touch the women—handle the guys. If she can't control herself, dispose of her then.'
Exciting. After the typhoon, what happens to the boys. How Hyunji hunts them.
Feed her well, then release her on the island when the storm ends.
Then, like an emperor in the coliseum stands, watch the spectacle from the rocky hill with my women.
I patted Hyunji once more and handed her to Seri.
"Seri, you know the way back from here? Take Hyunji and go ahead."
"What about you?"
"I spent a fortune, so I'm gonna cash in on your name and have some fun."
Seri laughed.
"A feast, then."
"Something like that."
Finally, harvest time. Took forever to get here.
Those kids who lorded over Earth were starving, lives hanging by a thread. Death stared them down.
They needed food, but had none.
Only rainwater from the sky.
But even that wasn't enough—their pampered 20 years had left them too weak.
'That's where I show up with food.'
Delicious fruits they haven't tasted in a month.
Dangle them in front. What would they do?
If I ask for a blowjob, or to spread their legs—could they refuse?
'No way.'
They couldn't reject my offer.
Even if I pissed in their mouths or came in their pussies—they'd have no choice.
No strength to resist if I bit their necks.
'Of course, minor issues.'
No matter how desperate, nobles are nobles.
With eyes watching, they'd posture and protect pride.
Even on death's door, they'd bluff.
Together, they'd refuse my body demands.
Worse, one might prefer suicide over it—spreading like a contagion.
'That's why all this trouble.'
Bought multiple boats, scattered them through the forest...
Tedious, but now the payoff was here.
Heart pounding, I gazed into the storm-shrouded dark forest.
Rain lashed fiercely, winds howled, boats hidden under black waterproof vinyl.
Each isolated.
And inside, hungry women waited in pairs—for me.
Like brides in the dark on their wedding night.
'Tonight's gonna be one hell of a meal.'
A special buffet—only available now.
Chaebol daughters as ingredients.
No one has ever tasted such luxury.
Wander the forest, pick a woman, feast, repeat—for three days till closing.
That's why the storm's roar felt like a symphony in a gourmet restaurant.
Palm trees like carved pillars, the forest one grand dining hall.
Seri patted my shoulder.
"Have fun. Don't overdo it. Save some stamina for me."
"I'll try."
Now, who first?
Evelyn? Oh Seyoung? Or Kang Hye-rin?
Just thinking, my dick throbbed.