Chapter 11
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 11
Chapter Title: Captain Self-Introduction
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— A3 Field, departing.
The bus driver seemed to know Class A's schedule. Without a word from us, he headed straight for A3 Field. It took about ten minutes to get there. We barely made it on time.
A3 Field was a gymnasium. Teacher Lim Sarang wasn't outside, so she had to be waiting inside. Led by Choi Yeona, we filed into the gym.
Lim Sarang was waiting in the middle of the gymnasium. She was dressed in the same gym uniform as the students. But her sheer volume made any comparison impossible. She exuded an overwhelming presence that dominated the hero candidates. It was the aura of someone who'd once tamed a captain—raw experience leaking out.
"Line up in five rows, by columns."
Lim Sarang gestured with her hand. The girls snapped into position like disciplined privates. I rode the momentum and fell into line. Only the non-military guys were fumbling around awkwardly.
No one scolded them for it. If they were slow, the girls just guided the boys along. The attention on us captains wasn't just mine alone. The other guys were drawing eyes from the girls too.
Lim Sarang paced in front of the students, speaking in a soft, measured tone.
"It's the first day after orientation, so I'm not planning anything too intense. The girls have probably prepared, but today isn't your turn. Superpower firepower testing is tomorrow, so manage your condition accordingly."
"“Yes!”"
"So why'd I call you here if we're skipping basic firepower checks? Some of you must be wondering."
The corner of Lim Sarang's mouth twitched upward. That twisted smile was aimed squarely at me.
"Captains and heroes are inseparable. Whether captain or hero, the more you know about each other, the better the synergy. What positions he likes, which spots are sensitive, how to make him feel good— a captain's satisfaction directly fuels a hero's power."
"……."
"So naturally, our first class is about getting to know each other. Especially time for the captains to introduce themselves. That's why we're at A3 Field."
Lim Sarang started scanning the boys hiding behind the girls. A mischievous glint crept into her shadowed expression. I had no idea what she was plotting, but it made me uneasy.
"Captain candidates, all five of you, come to the front."
Lim Sarang called out the boys. I stepped forward from my spot and took position at the very front of my row, right in front of her.
The girls smoothly shifted back one spot each, realigning the formation to fill the gap I'd left. Their situational awareness was no joke.
The other boys took their places at the front of their rows too. Standing like this, it felt like we'd already formed crews. One boy per five girls—that kind of lineup.
With everyone in place, Lim Sarang eyed us boys up and down.
"Info on the girls is all over the Korean Hero Academy page in detail. To woo captains, they've posted all sorts of flattery, nonsense, fanfic novels."
"…Uh, not really…."
"I've done it all myself. Pulled every trick to get a captain's attention. Total waste of time, though."
Lim Sarang's gaze turned distant, like she was reminiscing about her Academy days. Then she snapped back and glared at me.
"But the girls know next to nothing about the boys. At best, names. Maybe Lee Hyunwoo's interview—the bare-bones Q&A that went viral? That's not enough."
Self-introductions, huh. I started scripting one in my head—how to play it.
"So let's start with introductions."
Just as expected. I'd half-prepped a 20-second script. Even if I went first, I could nail it.
"The other boys seem shy. How about we start with our glorious top enrollee?"
Lim Sarang stared me down. She was right in front, so dodging her eyes wasn't an option.
"…Yes, Teacher."
"Step forward."
I didn't hesitate, moving to stand beside Lim Sarang. Twenty-nine, facing my classmates, I took a breath. Confident or not, nerves hit.
Just as I was about to start, Lim Sarang tilted her head.
"You gonna do your intro with clothes on?"
"Pardon?"
"Girls post their body measurements and nudes on the Academy homepage. Least you can do is show your dick for your intro."
Her tone made it sound so obvious—a chuckle escaped me. I couldn't stop laughing in front of the teacher. It was too absurd; air leaked from my lungs.
"Got it."
"They say you're Korea's once-in-a-generation captain talent. Let's see it."
Lim Sarang sneered. Like she was testing if I'd actually drop trou or trash-talk my dick. Not a tough challenge. Peeling off pants in front of girls? Too easy for me.
'Taking pants off in front of girls.'
Back in the old world, it's illegal—that's why it's hard. Drop 'em and you're arrested on the spot. But exposure itself? Guys can flash on the street if they want.
Plus, I'm the model student who always listens to teachers. Never got in trouble in school. Not sure if they cared, but anyway—
I unbuckled my belt. Lim Sarang and the girls' eyes locked on. Eyes widening, nostrils flaring.
Lim Sarang especially smirked at me, like don't get cocky. Trying to psych out the top captain candidate? She probably figured I had a bit of an attitude.
Tough luck for her—I wasn't stopping at the belt. Flashing dick? Nothing. In a world where good erections and loads get praise, no reason to hesitate.
"Hurry up and drop it."
Lim Sarang jerked her chin, prodding. Bet you won't—that taunt hung in the air. But her face matched the girls'. A flicker of hope that the rumors were true.
"Whoa!"
"He did it. Down to his boxers!"
"Wow, whoa…."
I shoved my boxers down fully, revealing my bushy pubes and dick. Cool air kept it from getting hard. The limp little guy drew all their stares.
Throats bobbed hard. Facing those greedy eyes made my ass itch for no reason.
"Teacher, it got shy and won't erect."
"……."
I looked at Lim Sarang dead serious. Like I wanted to get hard but tragically couldn't. Maybe she'd help—strip like Choi Seulgi did.
"I'd love to show my friends my erect dick too, Teacher."
She'd been judging me earlier, but now she looked at me with some respect. Just for whipping it out in front of everyone, I'd earned approval from a top-50 Korean hero, elite SS-rank.
"…Fine. Want help getting it up?"
"Show me your tits."
"…Hah…."
Lim Sarang let out a hollow laugh. Deep from her gut, laced with one emotion: admiration. Teacher Lim Sarang was genuinely impressed by me.
"It's real?"
"Tits, quick."
I showed my hand. Proved what she wanted to know. That I was serious about being a captain. That I had the will and the balls.
'All from dropping pants, though.'
That was plenty.
I showed mine; her turn. Fine limp dick gets fine pussy in return. Pussy no, tits yes—close enough.
Lim Sarang slowly peeled off her gym top. Lifted it over her head, tossed it aside. Underneath, just a skimpy white tank top hugging her curves.
"Oh, oh wow!"
"It's getting hard—the teacher's tits made it stand!"
"Gulp…!"
The moment I glimpsed her skin, my dick twitched to life. Hard right in front of everyone. The girls panted roughly.
"Can I touch?"
"…Do what you want."
Lim Sarang greenlit it. I didn't hold back, planting my hand on her chest. Soft tank and black bra blocked me from her tits. Rage boiled.
"…You're insane."
I hiked up the tank, slid my hand in. Kneaded her soft lower belly, stroked her firm abs. At my brazen moves, pure awe slipped from Lim Sarang.
"I'm Lee Hyunwoo. From Seoul… You all know that already, right?"
From the vibe, they did. My interview was that famous. My info was lighter than some leaked data hitting mainland China.
No one cared about my intro anyway. Eyes glued to my dick. Thanks to that, precum beaded at my tip.
"Dick looks like this. Teacher, can I suck your nipples?"
"Not here."
"……."
Dick out, wanna erect. Erect, wanna cum. Missed Choi Seulgi sucking me off quick. Needed a cool girl at the Academy too.
"Ask your future heroes, not me."
"Huh?"
Lim Sarang leaned into my groping and addressed the girls.
"Any girl who wants to help Captain Candidate Lee Hyunwoo cum, step up."
Instantly, chaos like a battlefield erupted. Fiercer than the lunch rush twelve seconds early. Lim Sarang must've amped it with her power—
"Jeong Sua. Stand in front of Lee Hyunwoo."
Lim Sarang picked the girl who'd pushed forward. Jeong Sua approached me, face flushed red.