Chapter 21

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 21

Chapter Title: Please Do It

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Seo Mi-na grabbed her own ankles, offering her anus and pussy to So-in. The large beads she'd begged for were fully inserted.

Just the sight of it sent a thrill through So-in.

He lightly tugged on the silver ring at the end of the beads, and she let out a moan.

"Ahh."

He pulled the beads out little by little, teasing them just on the verge of slipping free.

Her anus was forcibly stretched to the size of a hundred-won coin, revealing the bead inside. Since the bead was even larger than the stretched opening, every tug made her anus flutter repeatedly, as if it might spit it out or suck it back in.

'This is insane... I can play with Mi-na's anus however I want...'

A wave of intense excitement washed over his body.

"Can you spread your legs even wider?"

"That's too much."

"You can do it if you try. Come on..."

He added the command. She liked commands, after all.

Following his words, she shamefully spread her legs as wide as they could go.

"You're doing great."

Every time he tightened his grip on the ring with his fingers, her anus and pussy twitched.

"The angle's perfect. Mind if I take a photo?"

An outrageous request.

"No way, absolutely not."

"Please do it. I'm begging you."

At his plea, Seo Mi-na found herself answering without thinking.

"Ugh... Just this once."

So-in pulled the ring, stretching her anus to its maximum.

Click.

Click.

Click.

He captured the humiliating sight in photos.

"Good girl. Get dressed."

"Ugh..."

He desperately wanted to toy with her anus more, but he was satisfied for now since she'd obeyed so well.

His freelance work was piling up too much.

Besides, there were other ways to keep the fun going.

"From tomorrow on, come here after class for an anal inspection."

"No way..."

"Please."

Seo Mi-na slipped on her underwear and outer clothes. The freakish girl who'd just had her anus stretched wide and fluttering was gone, replaced by the department's goddess, Seo Mi-na.

'Is that really the same girl I was just abusing anally?'

She was so pretty that even after peeking at her anus moments ago, it felt unreal.

'No, her makeup's making her look even prettier.'

A neat style of makeup that suited the naughty girl perfectly.

"I'm seriously not coming."

"If you can't make it, at least send a photo of the beads inside."

"No."

Back to her strong-willed self, Seo Mi-na prepared to leave.

Still with the large beads stuffed in her anus.

Han So-in sprawled out in his studio apartment like seaweed.

"Barely caught up on freelance deadlines... Couldn't even do more naughty stuff with Mi-na..."

The rising sun felt merciless.

"I'm so tired... Don't wanna go to class..."

After playing with Mi-na's anus last night, his fatigue had piled up even more.

"Feels like hanging out with Mi-na drains my energy..."

He needed a chat with a girl that wouldn't sap his vitality.

He messaged Hee-na, the easiest pushover in the world.

After messaging Hee-na—the woman who'd let him deflower her and was his first creampie recipient—he collapsed in his chair for a nap.

'If I seduce one TA noona, attendance problems solved, right?'

So-in was starting to think seduction beat honest effort.

"Forcing Mi-na's anus open was killer..."

Imagining playing with them all at once someday, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠he drifted off.

When he woke, the sun was high in the sky.

"Ah, missed morning class."

He was confident about exams, but repeated tardies or absences meant penalties.

He habitually checked his phone and saw the photo from Hee-na.

He'd forgotten he'd begged for something before falling asleep.

"A photo?"

For a moment, he wondered what it was, then remembered his sleepy rambling.

"Oh..."

An unreasonable demand.

In her dorm, she was completely naked, hands spreading her pussy wide open.

It was absurd, but she'd exposed her clit and pussy hole blatantly in a humiliating pose, with the cheer message.

"Hee-na's gone full open-pussy mode now."

Paper was in her mouth, handwritten text visible.

The photo of her cheering with her pussy spread made endorphins surge through him.

"Insane..."

Seeing her spread pussy—the hole he'd used recently—excited him even more.

After saving Hee-na's pussy cheer photo, he got up.

He had to suppress his sexual arousal.

Mi-na's casual message—sent half-asleep that morning?

'Casual speech now... Whatever, I'll make her pay it all back later.'

The lingering feel of tugging Seo Mi-na's anal beads resurfaced.

'My life's truly blissful.'

Afternoon class was already a lost cause, so he figured he'd ogle Hee-na's photo again and grab some cafeteria food.

Mi-na sat in the stands, gazing at the athletic field. The track club seemed to be having a meeting, running laps.

"Here."

"..."

Mi-na ignored So-in, clearly displeased.

"No greeting?"

"..."

Years of being ignored by women had left scars on So-in. He had no choice but to play his trump card.

"Etiquette injection incoming."

He slipped his hand into her panties and tugged the anal beads' ring.

"Hik!"

She hadn't expected it in public and grabbed his collar.

"Wanna die?"

"Sorry. But you wore them well today? Said you wouldn't."

"Hmph..."

With her subtler makeup, Seo Mi-na looked even prettier. Despite her innocent face, her anus dutifully held the anal beads he'd ordered.

'The mismatch between her face and that makes it hotter...'

Seo Mi-na shifted her thighs uncomfortably in her seat.

"Where's Ye-rin?"

"Over there."

Following Mi-na's finger, he saw a girl from the track club heading up.

'Just like I remember.'

Habitually, he checked her status.

Bobbed hair, slightly tanned skin, glimpses of smooth muscles. From face to toes, she was top-tier everywhere.

'She choked me out for fun back then.'

The girl who'd grabbed him as a joke, saying "What's this little guy? Practice dummy," and squeezed mercilessly.

"Who's this shrimp?"

"My... department classmate."

"Huh?"

Lee Ye-rin glanced between So-in and Mi-na, then smirked.

'Mi-na snagged another loser. Why'd she bring him?'

Feeling her vibe, So-in greeted first anyway.

"Hi. Han So-in, from the [XX] department."

"Hmph..."

Despite his greeting, she walked past him and sat by Mi-na, treating him like air.

'Haven't felt this in ages.'

The way Seo Mi-na and Lee Ye-rin had treated him when they first met.

'PTSD kicking in.'

Luckily, quick-witted Mi-na spoke up.

"Greet him. Ye-rin. He's my classmate."

"Huh?"

Ye-rin looked flustered at Mi-na's reaction but replied reluctantly.

"Hi. I'm Lee Ye-rin."

She leaned back against the stands, clearly annoyed.

Not the best mood, but he was used to it. So-in quickly checked her updated status.

'Total physique snob. Ignores anyone not buff.'

Numbers? He'd gotten plenty before; no big deal.

'Just snag her number, bump Obedience to 2, and bail. Not that into her anyway.'

Lee Ye-rin chatted with Mi-na by her side, then said loud enough for So-in to hear.

"Ugh, I hate guys who don't work out and have no strength. Those pathetic, scrawny losers. Right, Mi-na?"

"Uh... Y-Yeah... Totally agree."

Front-stabbing in front of him. Most losers couldn't retort because they orbited Mi-na.

'They try everything to escape loser status but end up rejected and crying.'

Classic stress-dumping trash talk.

'Was gonna let her slide, but now I'm pissed.'

It felt like a vine he'd tried dodging had tripped him.

"Hey, Lee Ye-rin."

"..."

She heard but pretended not to. Sneaky bitch.

Whatever. So-in said louder.

"Give me your number, Ye-rin."

Mi-na turned to look at him. Ye-rin ignored again.

"Me? Ask through Mi-na since you're close."

"Please just give it."

"No, demanding a number from a stranger like that... Though you don't seem to get many chances."

She hated short guys especially.

'Guys need height and muscle...'

Ye-rin eyed So-in pitifully, sighing heavily.

'Poor thing. One wasabi kick and he'd drop. I feel bad for him...'

More pity than interest—like tossing food to a stray. She blurted it out.

"...Gimme your phone. Gotta feed you outta pity before you go."

A number she'd never give a guy like So-in. As Ye-rin entered it, Mi-na in the middle furrowed her brows.

"Mi-na, club this week? Got some hot guys."

"Huh?"

"You come, it'll be epic. Guys keep asking for an intro after seeing your pics."

Normally, she'd drag Mi-na to club, lord over decent guys, and suck them dry.

"Thanks, but too many guys in the department. No time."

"Bummer. Tons of guys wanna meet you."

Lee Ye-rin clicked her tongue at So-in.

He'd known meeting her meant this roasting, but experiencing it dredged up bad memories.

'This one's no good. True Mi-na friend. I admit defeat.'

So-in, who'd planned to just hit Obedience Level 2 and leave, spoke up.

"Hey, Ye-rin. When you meet those oppa types."

"What?"

"Don't you play with the total landmine ones?"

"What kinda bullshit is that?"

That's just messing with you.