Seoral University Freshman OT

My hand shot between Eunseo's cheek and Kim Hyeonseok's ugly mug.

Eunseo looked up at me and beamed. "Oh? It's Oppa Yunhooo."

"Yeah, Eunseo. Oppa’s here."

Her cheeks, already flushed from the booze, turned an even deeper red as she mumbled, "I was thinking 'save me,' and here you are again... hehe..."

"Yeah, yeah. Just hang tight for a sec."

I turned to glare at Kim Hyeonseok. The feel of his fat cheek against my palm was utterly revolting. I gripped harder and shoved him away. He sprawled flat on his ass.

"What the hell were you trying to pull?"

"Y-you... why are you here? I mean..."

He was so flustered by my sudden appearance that he forgot the pain of falling, stammering incoherently. Finally regaining his wits, he snapped back, "We were just playing a drinking game, and this was the penalty. What's it to you?"

"Just a drinking game?"

I grabbed his collar and yanked him up. He tried to resist, but I was a towering musclebound beast over 188cm tall now. His body dangled half off the ground like a puppet on strings.

"Touching a girl without permission is 'normal' for you? Should we go inside and discuss this with everyone?"

I growled, and he shut his trap like a clam.

Even in this mess, there wasn't a shred of remorse in his status message. No way was I letting this slide nicely. I'd tried to hold back since ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠it was a school event, but this punk clearly needed medicine.

I hurled him aside.

"Gah!"

He landed wrong and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠clutched his ankle, groaning. I strode over and administered his dose.

Smack!

As a quack doctor with Action Hand, I prescribed the only cure that fit: a good beating.

I slapped his stunned face again.

Smack!

"Aaaagh!"

My elbow cracked his jaw, and he screamed as he crumpled. I squatted by his head and called out.

"Hey."

Only then did satisfaction wash over me as his status shifted. Coldly speaking, I got where he was coming from. Fresh out of the military, horny as hell—par for the course. Spotting pure, inexperienced Eunseo, he saw an opportunity and went for it.

But I couldn't tolerate it. Lusting after women was one thing; acting like a dog in heat was another. There was only room for one horny beast in my circle: me. And this idiot had invaded my territory.

Eunseo’s mine. How dare he eye what’s mine?

To me, Eunseo was the one who first gave direction to my broken, twisted desires. No other man could covet her. Ever.

I pondered how to deal with him. Drag him upstairs, expose his shit, make him too ashamed to show his face? Tempting.

But that’d hurt Eunseo’s image ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠too.

Keeping her unharmed trumped venting my rage. Plenty of time for payback later. I slapped him once more.

Smack!

"Ack!"

Terror filled his eyes now. It reminded me of some old factoid: thieves caught stealing became slaves. I decided his punishment.

Slave mode: confirmed.

"Hey."

"Uh, y-yeah."

"'Yeah'? This fucker still doesn't get it."

I raised my hand high, and he blurted, "Y-yes, sir! Sorry!"

"Fresh out of the army, world’s your oyster, huh? Newbie freshmen kissing your ass, so you puff up. Right?"

"N-no... not at all..."

"Then explain yourself. You picked fights with me from the start, got owned, ran off—should've stayed quiet. But you touch Eunseo?"

He was speechless. I pulled out my phone. Crystal-clear video of his sleazy moves on Eunseo, even as she resisted.

His face drained of color watching it.

"What if I post this in the department group chat?"

"P-please, anything but that..."

"You wanna keep the Seoral University label while pulling this crap?"

Shame and rage flickered on his face—he couldn't ignore that one.

Smack!

"Grah!"

Another slap wiped it clean.

"Listen, you brain-dead piece of shit. Don't want the video out? Go home now. Got it?"

"Y-yes... c-can I go now...?"

"Wait. Give me your number."

"Huh? Oh, sure..."

"Answer when I call. Army vet, you know five-minute standby? Over five, you're dead. Got it?"

"Y-yes... c-can I go now?"

"Scram."

Watching him flee, fury surged again—but I tamped it down. A useful slave was born.

While I dealt with him, Eunseo had passed out from the alcohol. Her innocent face stirred guilt in me. She'd come to this OT just to be with me, despite hating the idea. I'd been too neglectful.

No more incidents like this. Ever.

Should've set conditions earlier.

I'd forgotten how naively pure Eunseo was for her age, clueless about the world. Her curfew seemed overprotective before, but now it felt right.

Can't just lock her indoors, though.

So I'd protect her from now on. Thoroughly. Without a single lapse.

As atonement, I set a few alerts tied to Eunseo, then sat beside her.

"Eunseo. Wake up."

I gently shook her shoulder—no response. I opened her profile and read the notes.

Can't just leave her like this.

Action Hand could activate her body and heal abnormalities. I activated it, and red light flickered mainly over her head and stomach.

A soft massage with action points, and she stirred, then opened her eyes. Her gaze was hazy from the booze, unfocused, but still her usual pretty, cute eyes.

"Oh, oppa."

"Yeah, Eunseo. We're supposed to play together, but how'd you drink this much already?"

"Hehe... sorry. Everyone kept wanting to hang with me, so I got excited... hehe."

"Aigoo, then why'd you come out here with Kim Hyeonseok instead of staying inside?"

"He was a senior from the same room, said he'd buy me ice cream. But he got me beer instead. Hiiing..."

"Didn't they teach you not to follow strangers offering treats?"

For discipline, I upped the GP drain on Action Hand. Beyond healing, it could induce pleasure via GP.

"Hauuk! S-sor-ryyy..."

She let out a thrilled moan. Faster reaction than usual—thanks to the alcohol.

Her status showed weird stuff, so I focused. Then I chuckled. She'd googled why my touches felt so good.

Curiosity about sex was a green light, but the content was odd.

Anyway, time to advance a bit.

Massage alone wouldn't cut it; deeper touch seemed fine.

"Oppa... weirdly... your hand makes me wet..."

"Huh?"

She'd never said it aloud before. Booze bypassing her filter, huh.

"It's fine. Normal. Seeing you makes me think of your boobs from before."

"Eek... you're a perv."

"Sorry. Won't think it anymore?"

"No... thoughts are free..."

Oh? Playful mood struck.

"Really? Can I fantasize freely in my head? Keep wanting to touch Eunseo's boobs?"

"Eek..."

Her cheeks burned.

"Sorry, went too far?"

"...Don't just think... you can do it for real..."

"Huh?"

Face crimson, she met my eyes.

Our eyes locked.

"Wanna touch now?"