The Bargain Under the Desk
The quest seemed to be progressing smoothly. Now that I was in the same group as Kang Dahyun, all I had to do was work hard on the group project with her until the end of the semester, when the grade distribution for the assignment would be finalized. I could run into her here and there, chat a little… maybe even get closer.
Heh.
A smile crept across my face without me realizing it. This was shaping up to be a pretty comfortable group project after all.
The quest notification I had read earlier flashed in my mind again.
Content: Common sense will be altered so the group project workload is divided to everyone’s satisfaction.
Since the project would be split between just the two of us in a way that satisfied both, I had nothing to worry about regarding the amount of work.
—Creak.
That was when it happened. Right in the middle of class, Kang Dahyun suddenly started packing up her things and pulled out her chair. She began carefully slipping out of her seat, hunched over.
As she passed between me and the friend sitting to my right, her white blouse gaped slightly, revealing the black bra underneath. It was the same black bra I had glimpsed through her blouse earlier while walking behind her.
Where’s she going all of a sudden?
Class was in full swing.
—Creak.
Huh?
Kang Dahyun walked around my right side, passed behind me, and came to the seat on my left. She pulled out the chair there.
—Creak.
“Is this seat taken?”
Her tone was a little curt. My bag was sitting on the chair.
“Ah… no, it’s not.”
I quickly moved my bag aside.
—Whoosh.
Kang Dahyun naturally took the seat to my left. I couldn’t understand why she had suddenly decided to sit there. Oblivious to my confusion, she rummaged through her bag and placed her major textbook, a pen, and a travel pack of tissues on the desk. Opening her textbook, she turned her head slightly and spoke in that same blunt tone.
“Hey.”
“Yeah?”
“You know we’re in the same group, right?”
Ah~ So that’s how it works.
I had assumed the professor would notify us of the group composition after I sent the message. That we would be listed together and she would naturally accept it. But it seemed she already recognized us as groupmates.
Quests are hard to predict.
Quests were always light on explanations. The only way to truly understand how they applied was to experience them firsthand.
I answered her question.
“Of course I do.”
“And…”
She continued, as if she had more to say.
“Do you know how to make PPTs?”
Huh? Already?
Kang Dahyun had started discussing how to divide the group project work right in the middle of class. Normally people waited until after class, but she seemed in a hurry, bringing up the PPT during the lecture.
I decided to answer first.
“I’m not great at it, but…”
“Could you handle the PPT?”
Even though we were still in class, we had begun dividing the workload. Normally, splitting a group project was simple: making the PPT, presenting, gathering materials… those were the basics. On top of that came printing handouts, writing reports, compiling data, and other details that varied each time. In theory, it was straightforward. The real problem was free-riders and people who lacked motivation. Even if you assigned work to unmotivated people, they rarely followed through. But you couldn’t dump everything on the motivated ones either. That was why group projects had such a bad reputation.
But…
I wasn’t worried. My group project for Introduction to Psychology would be divided fairly and to everyone’s satisfaction. The quest had already stated as much.
Content: Common sense will be altered so the group project workload is divided to everyone’s satisfaction.
The quest had never been wrong before. I spoke with confidence.
“Then I’ll make the PPT. Could you handle the presentation?”
“I’m a little shy in front of people…”
“…What?”
Her answer was nothing like what I had expected. Kang Dahyun’s expression was indifferent. There was no trace of enthusiasm on her face.
That’s strange.
Kang Dahyun worked as a fitting model. Yet here she was, suddenly claiming to be shy and trying to avoid presenting. Does being a fitting model not count? Thinking about it, posing for photos as a model and speaking in front of others might be different.
I collected my thoughts and asked again.
“Then how about I handle both the PPT and the presentation? You can take care of the research and everything else. That okay?”
“I don’t know…”
…I don’t know?
She still looked completely uninterested.
What… what’s going on?
I was starting to panic. The quest had clearly said the work would be divided to everyone’s satisfaction… The quest had never been wrong before. So what was happening now? I couldn’t make sense of it.
That was when a notification window suddenly appeared.
Group project grade distribution has begun.
Relevant common sense alteration has been applied.
Group project grade distribution progress: (0/4) completed.
Presentation — Incomplete
PPT — Incomplete
Research — Incomplete
Final report writing — Incomplete
…Huh?
A completely unexpected notification had popped up. Grade distribution? In the middle of the semester?
That was when—
—Tap. Tap.
While I was tilting my head in confusion, Kang Dahyun poked my shoulder.
“Yeah?”
“…”
She didn’t say anything. Instead, she pointed somewhere with the index finger of her left hand, the same one that had touched my shoulder.
Huh?
Her finger was pointing under my desk. But when I looked down in the direction she indicated, there was nothing to see. Only my two legs were under the desk.
“Hey.”
Suddenly, Kang Dahyun leaned in close. Her long black hair swayed right in front of my eyes, and the sweet scent of her shampoo tickled my nose. She whispered softly.
“I’ll take care of one thing for you with my hand right now. Will you handle the presentation?”
“…What?”
I asked, full of questions.
“…What do you mean you’ll take care of?”
Her beautiful face moved even closer than before. Then she whispered again, right into my ear.
“If I take care of one thing for you with my hand right now, will you do the group project presentation?”
“…What?”
Take care of one thing with her hand…? Was she talking about a handjob? Touching my dick? Here? Why? Just because she didn’t want to present? That didn’t make any sense. Trading a handjob just to avoid presenting? No matter how much she hated presenting, that was… huh?
That was when another notification appeared.
First item of the group project grade distribution, “Presentation,” has begun.
Currently applied common sense alteration: If you receive a share of the group project work, you may receive sexual services from female group members in return.
The notification that appeared before my eyes was different from what I had been guessing. I couldn’t understand the situation. When I had read the quest description earlier, it had seemed like a normal quest where I would just help with the group project. Come to think of it, the quest name had been “Group Project Grade Distribution”… Grade distribution? Sexual distribution?
Then another notification appeared.
In exchange for receiving a share of the group project work, you may receive sexual services. If you refuse all sexual services, you will not receive any share of the group project work.
So the choice was to receive sexual services from the female group member—Kang Dahyun—in exchange for taking on the project work, or refuse both the work and the services. It seemed my guess was correct.
If I refuse everything… I won’t get any of the group project work?
That wasn’t bad. I could dump the entire project on her without lifting a finger. But…
At that moment, Kang Dahyun’s whispering voice reached my ear again.
“How about it? I’ll take care of one thing for you with my hand right now.”
“Right now… here?”
I turned my head away from her and looked around the classroom. The professor was lecturing as usual. The other students were listening normally. From my seat at the very back, I could clearly see everyone’s everyday expressions.
Here… inside this classroom while class was going on… receiving a handjob from Kang Dahyun?
Her moist voice reached me.
“So… you don’t want it?”
If I refused, I could dump the entire group project on Kang Dahyun. That would definitely save me a lot of time. I would have plenty of time for other assignments and to prepare for midterms. But…
“…I want it.”
I couldn’t refuse. A handjob from Kang Dahyun under the desk during class? There was no way I could turn that down.
The moment I answered, I saw Kang Dahyun’s right hand move under my desk. Her smooth, light-brown skin. Her slender wrist. Her delicate, pretty fingers. Her nails, painted with clear polish, sparkled. Her beautiful right hand was moving toward my crotch.
—Zzzip.
Her right hand pulled down my zipper. She slipped her hand inside and pulled down my underwear as well. Soon my dick was in Kang Dahyun’s beautiful hand, being pulled out of my pants.
After taking my cock out, Kang Dahyun moved her right hand up to her chin. She turned her palm upward and held it open.
What’s she doing?
After pulling out my dick, what was she planning? Why was she suddenly holding her right hand under her chin?
The question didn’t last long.
“Hah… Heee…”
Kang Dahyun lowered her head slightly and began drooling onto her palm. Her plump lips parted slightly, her tongue peeked out between them, and clear saliva dripped from the tip of her tongue. I instinctively understood why she was letting saliva pool in her palm.
That was the lubricant she was going to use.