Episode 47: A Bitch Candidate with Bad Habits Needs Discipline (1)
Episode 47: A Bitch Candidate with Bad Habits Needs Discipline (1)
"...."
She was properly sulking.
Lee Seo-ah wasn't saying a word.
It had already been an hour.
Though lunchtime had long passed, she still hadn't left the Health Room.
"Sulking?"
I caressed her chest.
Though smaller than Seol-hwa's, her slender figure accentuated a different kind of charm.
Her clothes were distorted by the tentacles.
The white fabric revealed their outlines.
"No answer? Should I just do it here then?"
True to Hunter University's reputation, the Infirmary was crowded.
A single moan would create an irreversible situation.
"How am I supposed to attend class... I'd die of embarrassment!"
Seo-ah shouted.
Apparently moaning was shameful, but looking like a crazy bitch was acceptable.
"Endure it. You'll face this dozens more times."
"Hng!"
I squeezed her chest hard.
She let out a near-screaming moan.
Neither embarrassment nor anger justified stopping.
She was my pet. Nobody finds it strange to pet your animal on the street.
"Let's go. I'm hungry. Want food."
I urged her.
Seo-ah bit her lip.
Her visible effort to swallow anger was obvious.
She put her clothes on.
"Are you alright? I can help arrange an early dismissal if needed."
The on-duty nurse approached.
Her white uniform couldn't contain her eye-catching bust.
"I'm fine."
"Then please sign here."
The nurse extended a document.
It stated she took full responsibility for any future issues.
"Too many people blame others these days. Adults acting like children."
The nurse sighed, revealing service industry struggles.
Seo-ah silently signed.
Handed back the paper.
"Signature confirmed. Please be careful during training this time."
Ignoring the nurse's concern, Seo-ah left the Health Room.
The cafeteria entrance smelled delicious despite the late hour.
Seo-ah got food and sat down.
A perfectly grilled steak.
She'd ordered knowing my meat preference.
"Mmm, good."
Lunchtime's tail end.
The nearly empty cafeteria let me taste the food with minimal effort.
'And plenty of beauties too.'
I eyed the chef.
A pure-looking beauty.
Top universities had beauties everywhere.
But their abundance didn't help me.
Just eye candy while eating.
"Not eating?"
"No... appetite."
Seo-ah barely answered.
Naturally. Tentacles kept moving even during meals.
"Hng..."
She shuddered violently.
"Please... during class... hold back."
Her softened tone pleaded.
My explanations hadn't changed her stance.
"We'll see. Done eating? Let's go to class."
She stood up.
Dumped untouched food.
This spoiled rich girl needed punishment for wasting food.
"Hahaha, you should've seen it! Seriously..."
"That really happened? Unbelievable."
We arrived at the classroom.
Classmates laughed and chatted.
"Tch."
They didn't name Seo-ah.
But context made the target obvious.
"Anyway..."
Noticing Seo-ah's entrance, they whispered.
Her arms trembled like they'd explode.
"We'll begin practicals now. Please take positions."
At her breaking point.
The professor entered.
"Huu..."
Seo-ah suppressed her anger.
Took her seat.
"This afternoon, we'll form teams and discuss strategies before practicals. Consider this preparation."
The professor called names.
Students rose and grouped together.
"Lastly: Lee Seo-ah, Han Seo-hee, Lee Hah-yul, Kim Ji-an. Team 10. Elect your leader."
Seo-ah's team was last.
She hesitated. Her solitary lifestyle left her clueless about classmates.
"Over here!"
Her only concerned junior waved.
Seo-ah silently walked over.
"These seniors hold our university's highest records. Learn from them."
"Unni..."
Isia's name dominated the ranking board's top spot.
Seo-ah gazed at the display with awe.
And hidden inferiority.
Frustration at an insurmountable wall.
Isia inherited the Sword Empress' full talent.
People revered her flawless skills.
But not Seo-ah.
You can't hate perfection.
Humans envy.
Finding flaws elsewhere when none exist in the subject.
That elsewhere was Seo-ah.
Though talented compared to ordinary people.
As the Sword Empress' daughter, her talent was lacking.
They compared her to Isia and tore her down.
She couldn't hate her sister.
Thus distanced herself from others.
This was Seo-ah's life story learned over two weeks.
I didn't care.
But memorized it for usefulness.
"I'll wait outside. Ask if you have questions."
The professor left.
I activated immediately.
Sucking breasts and moving tentacles.
Parasite tentacles' privilege.
Enjoying my pet anytime, anywhere.
"Ngh... stop, you promised..."
Seo-ah protested.
I ignored it.
"Should we introduce ourselves first?"
A sharp-eyed junior suggested.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Lee Hah-yul."
The junior who'd waved introduced herself while looking at Seo-ah.
"Kim Ji-an."
"Han Seo-hee. Pleasure."
The quiet-looking junior and the proposer spoke in turn.
Clearly everyone except Seo-ah knew each other.
Half the year had passed - unfamiliarity was strange.
All finished introductions.
Silent pressure turned toward Seo-ah.
"Ngh..."
Her lips twitched.
Wanting to speak.
But couldn't.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
A massive tentacle ravaged her uterus.
"Huu... that..."
Seo-ah's body jerked.
Breath quickened.
"Seo-ah? Are you okay?"
Hah-yul asked worriedly.
"You've been like this all day. Maybe you should go home..."
Seo-hee equally concerned.
Not for Seo-ah's sake.
Worried about bad grades affecting their team.
'Enough for now?'
Pushing too far was unwise.
"Should we call it a day?"
I offered an escape.
"Yes... I'll leave now. Please inform the professor."
Seo-ah brightened and stood.
Fled the classroom.
"Haa, hng."
Her steps slowed.
I accelerated the tentacles.
By the main gate, she couldn't move.
"Haa, haaa... done. Hng. At the main gate... come quick."
"Six o'clock, yet done early?"
Seol-hwa's relaxed voice came through the phone.
"Triple stimulation this time."
I shaped tentacles into pincers.
Grabbed the anal plug and urethral mass.
Vigorously stirred them.
"Hiiik! Yes... please hurry..."
Frantic Seo-ah rapid-fired words.
"Ah... eating now. Might be late."
Slurp.
A leisurely soup-drinking sound transmitted.
This bitch only used honorifics when desperate - needed punishment.
Seol-hwa seemed to agree.
She kept eating, ignoring Seo-ah.
"Ah, sorry for earlier... please just... come..."
People approached.
Seo-ah stopped talking.
"Ah, finally done."
"Weekend after tomorrow. Plans?"
"PC bang?"
"Sounds good."
Another department's class ended.
Students flooded in.
The area crowded instantly.
"Haak... ngggh..."
Seo-ah muffled moans in her bag.
Ears burning red.
"Excuse me...?"
A male student approached her.
* * * *
"She's gone..."
Hah-yul sighed disappointedly.
"You like the Sword Empress that much?"
"Yeah! She's why I became a Hunter."
Hah-yul nodded fiercely at Seo-hee's question.
Her goal: befriend Seo-ah to meet the Sword Empress.
But step one failed.
"Why get sick now?"
She complained.
Planned this moment since university started.
Her target vanished immediately after team formation.
"Those moans sounded less like pain..."
"Definitely that..."
While Hah-yul vented.
The experienced girls exchanged knowing looks.
Classroom moans.
Not pain.
Near-orgasmic sounds.
Common knowledge among classmates - except Hah-yul.
"Let's not tell her."
They silently agreed.
No good would come from explaining.