Chapter 3
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 3
Chapter Title: Please Do It
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Kim Hee-na had snapped a full-body photo of herself in just her panties and bra in the canteen pantry and sent it over.
Kim Hee-da had done the same thing from inside the cafe staff room.
The sisters' lewd photos were right there in front of him.
Virgin nerd Han So-in couldn't collect his thoughts.
"Both of them have killer bodies..."
Originally, he'd only planned to raise Kim Hee-na's Obedience Level.
'But messing with both sisters at once... that could be fun...?'
He felt a thrill of excitement.
[Photo saved.]
How many guys could claim they had photos from both sisters to compare their figures?
'Ahem... Hee-na's breasts are a tad bigger. Is this the difference between B and C cups?'
They had no idea he was flipping back and forth between their photos, appraising their bodies.
'For now, both are at Obedience Level 2, so...'
With a pang of regret, he savored the photos a few more times.
'Alright, next up...'
A few plans came to mind.
'To hit Obedience Level 3 with Hee-na, I need to cum on her face...?'
Since Hee-da's Obedience Level had reached 2, the lock on Hee-na's should be released.
'But that's seriously risky, right?'
She'd put up with things so far somehow, but...
Han So-in knew he could lose a physical fight with her if push came to shove.
'Maybe if I tell her not to hit me before she swings? Or she wouldn't cover my mouth and smack me... would she?'
He was the kind of guy who mentally prepared for getting hit by a girl. It looked pathetic, but it reflected his life experiences.
"Oh, right."
His bathroom brainstorming had gone on too long.
He'd almost forgotten about Hee-da waiting for him.
'Handle what's right in front of me first.'
Kim Hee-na wore a serious expression as she searched on her phone.
It had been two days since she'd sent that pervert the photo of herself in just her panties and bra.
To refuse softly without ruining the relationship...
Gaslighting makes the other person doubt themselves...
"Haa..."
She'd definitely planned to refuse whatever that pervert asked next.
'Why can't I refuse?'
Refusal just wasn't happening.
The whole situation felt incredibly off.
'I don't know why, but I can't refuse easily. Is it me? Or am I too nice and getting pity?'
She racked her brain.
'For now, avoid him as much as possible. That way, no weird requests.'
Dodge him if she spotted him at the canteen...
"Hee-na!"
"Kyaa!"
So-in appeared out of nowhere. She nearly dropped her phone.
"What? I told you not to come over."
"Wanted to see your panties."
"I'm working right now... Whatever. Come on in."
After a few successes, Han So-in was gaining confidence in his naughty exploits.
He slipped naturally behind the counter.
"Please do it..."
"Ah, fuck. I told you not to say that..."
She started to curse but cut herself off when she saw a customer approaching with items.
A girl working the canteen who shows her panties on demand...
"3,200 won."
She rang it up with a scowl and watched the customer leave.
'What kind of girl does that...'
Without realizing it, she pressed right up against the counter and pulled down her pants.
Exposing her panties. A faint cameltoe mark on the white fabric.
"There. Now go."
"Lemme look a bit longer. Don't pull them up."
"Ah, fuck..."
He wanted to run more experiments.
"Lemme touch your body a little. Mind if I do?"
"You crazy bastard... Ugh, sure, go ahead."
Not visible to incoming customers, but So-in sat behind the counter, admiring her body.
Her rear view as she calculated, panties on display.
'That ass is so firm... This okay even in public?'
His experiment: 'How far can touches go?'
Obedience Level 2. Arm. Shoulder. Hand.
He groped them in turn. She kept shooting him looks but didn't stop him.
'Thigh too?'
His hand stroked her inner thigh. She glared—what are you doing?—
"Welcome."
Then greeted the customer with a straight face.
'Inner thigh okay?'
Rub rub.
Kim Hee-na's first time exposing herself in public while getting her inner thigh stroked.
'This works too? Then butt...'
Something made him hesitate.
'Butt...'
First time stroking a girl's thigh, and now ass in public?
He wanted to, but his lifelong virgin nerd instincts held his hand back.
'If not now, when will I ever!'
What if the power vanished when he woke up tomorrow?
'Here goes...'
Swallowing hard, So-in moved his trembling hand.
His finger timidly poked her butt cheek. Pure cowardice.
For a virgin nerd like him, just touching a girl's ass was a brand-new experience.
'I-It's fine?'
So-in slowly groped her butt, hidden by the counter.
'Feels so good...'
Freely kneading a pretty college girl's ass.
Suddenly, a perfectly obvious thought hit him.
'What if I touch inside too...'
Thinking about touching her most precious place brought cold sweat before excitement.
'Ass worked, so inside should too, right?'
Cautiously, he brushed the mound in her panties.
"Kyaa!"
She clamped her legs shut and
Whack.
Slapped him.
Applying ointment to his face, So-in thought he'd narrowly escaped disaster.
'Better to get hit than worse.'
Suing or cops would've been far worse.
'Rough guess confirmed.'
Hee-na's Obedience Level 2 allowed most touches, but not the most sensitive erogenous zones.
'Varies by person, so be careful going forward.'
So-in decided not to abuse the power too blatantly. Even Hee-na seemed vaguely suspicious.
'Figure out subtler ways to say it...'
As he pondered natural phrasing, someone blocked his path.
"Hey."
A guy he vaguely remembered stood there.
"We've gotten complaints from the girls in our class."
The type who loved sticking his nose in everywhere. Big guy too.
"Who are you?"
"Doesn't matter who I am."
He struck an intimidating pose. A normal guy might push back out of pride, but
'Ugh... shrinking...'
Weak guy Han So-in. Instinctive cowering kicked in.
"Oh, I remember."
Kim Su-cheol. The guy who trailed after note-stealer Seo Mi-na.
'Name's Kim Su-cheol, right?'
"Anyway, quit harassing our female classmates."
He stepped closer, looming physically.
'Not about that—you just like Mi-na.'
Mi-na showing So-in interest had sparked this misconception. So-in knew the truth, but
"Yeah, sure. Whatever."
He brushed past, feigning nonchalance. Better to grope Hee-na's thigh again than deal with him.
'Whew. Legs shaking. Thought he was gonna hit me.'
He'd already taken a hit from Hee-na on the way, so he was rattled. Law's far; fists are close.
'Mi-na's gonna date someone else anyway...'
Kim Su-cheol should thank uninterested Mi-na instead.
'That's a poisoned apple—you'll drop dead.'
Clucking his tongue at the oblivious fool, So-in walked on.
He was thinking of heading back to the dorm to grind some freelance work for cash.
"Oh, fancy meeting you here."
Poisoned apple appears.
He bumped into Seo Mi-na.
"You seem pretty close with Kim Hee-na?"
An unexpected line from an unexpected person. How'd she know Hee-na's name?
"Nah, not close at all..."
"I'm better than her, right?"
"Huh?"
Her oddly phrased words made him check her status.
He had no memory of any connection between Mi-na and Hee-na.
'Never heard this back in the day?'
"I heard she hung out with old guys even in high school. Someone said so."
The kind of rumor that'd fool anyone unaware of her true nature.
"Uh, so you're saying I should watch out hanging with her?"
"Yeah, exactly."
Mi-na flashed an angelic smile. Pure enough to fool a stranger.
She was testing him.
'Something with Hee-na... my note shuttle.'
Contrary to her thoughts, no such relationship. Just
'Lewd photos and ass groping?'
...Hard to explain.
The key was this opened a chance to easily raise Mi-na's Obedience Level.
Worried about another hit, So-in walked briskly as he replied.
Pretty face and hot body don't mean everything.
"Nah, don't wanna. Not gonna be careful."
Leaving a dumbfounded Mi-na—who thought she'd reeled him in—So-in bolted.
By doing what she hated, her Obedience Level would hit 1.
'Eat shit.'
A counterpunch repaying his college grudges.
"Kim Su-cheol, right? Tell him at 2 a.m., 'You asleep?' Be persistent like that~"
"What bullshit..."
Kim Su-cheol: useless but steadfast—the type Mi-na hated most.
'Get forcibly tangled up!'
If it worked, Su-cheol's misconception about Mi-na would deepen.
'Nothing changed...'
Heading home, So-in realized Mi-na was still trying to manipulate him like old times.
'She always got off on that shit...'
Time to change what happened next.
'Get a bunch of blackmail photos from her first?'
Mi-na in panties and bra. Stockpiling those could keep her off his back.
'Ugh, hasn't even happened yet and PTSD hits.'
Normally, loser him would crumple before her without resistance.
What empowered him now wasn't that.
The full-body underwear shots of Kim Hee-na and Kim Hee-da on his phone.
Beautiful sisters' self-shot photos.
Having them fueled boldness for actions he'd never dared before.
'Do it. Raise that bitch Mi-na to at least Obedience Level 2. Stockpile photos.'
Days trapped in her fishing pond, tortured with false hope and micromanaged.
Memories from the past and visions of Mi-na's body—never seen before—stirred different excitements in him.
'Not taking it lying down anymore.'