Chapter 29
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 29
Chapter Title: Note Quiz
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Cozy. My home welcomed me with open arms. Yoo Gayoung and Jeong Sua followed me inside as if it were the most natural thing in the world. They set their bags down, hung up their jackets, and made themselves right at home.
We'd only known each other a few days, but being apart already felt strangely empty.
"So, I was thinking I'd give studying a shot."
Lim Sarang had already handed over the answer sheet, so all I had to do was memorize it. But somehow, that felt a little unsatisfying. Since I was at it anyway, I figured I'd brush up on the related knowledge too.
"Hyunwoo, Sua, I'll teach you everything."
Yoo Gayoung plopped down across from me with brimming confidence. Jeong Sua's spot was right next to me. When it came to theory, she was still just a trainee herself.
"Having the problems makes it easy."
I passed around the note quiz sheet I'd gotten from Lim Sarang. I could just look at this and nail it—no hesitation needed.
Even if it caused a scandal over leaked questions, no one could call me out directly. Like Lim Sarang said, my dick wasn't just mine. It was the dick that would save Korea.
"Let's start with question one."
Yoo Gayoung checked the problem and rattled off the answer, explaining the reasoning, the theory, even examples.
But I didn't get a single bit of it. Didn't want to. No interest, no drive. My attention was locked solely on Yoo Gayoung's tits right in front of me.
"Never mind. No theory study."
You have to build a habit to study. Sitting at a desk out of the blue would just make my dick go soft. So I gave up on studying altogether. Dropped it.
"Bottom 10 percent get dragged off as meat toilets. They don't call it that outright—they dress it up as 'semen test subjects' or whatever."
"Then drag me off if they want."
Yoo Gayoung hurriedly flipped open her notebook, trying to cram today's lessons into my head. I pushed away her eager hands.
"Let's just make a cheat sheet to bring. That'll be faster."
"What if you get caught?"
"If I get caught, I get caught."
The note quiz had ten questions total. No math requiring workings—just palm-sized cheat notes would do. They'd let copying slide at that level.
I slammed the book shut and shoved it aside. Yoo Gayoung looked between me and Jeong Sua with a hollow expression. A flicker of regret in her eyes. She wanted to do more, prove herself a bit longer.
It was one of the few areas where she could shine, after all. I could vaguely understand that wistful gaze. Still, studying sucked.
"...Don't look at me like that."
"......"
"Wanna suck my dick instead?"
"Sorry."
Yoo Gayoung surrendered immediately. She'd sucked it once before, but doing it again seemed embarrassing. Or maybe she'd caught hell from her classmates.
That could get risky, so I'd hold off on uploading anything but dick pics.
"Don't wanna think about it anymore. I'm good enough without studying—why bother?"
"You could end up a meat toilet..."
"Cheat sheet fixes that. Teacher's on my side. What's to fear?"
"Guys who get turned into meat toilets end up half-broken. Top girls use them as toys. Not many, sure, but—"
"Ssh. I'll handle it."
I covered Yoo Gayoung's mouth. Meat toilet or not, it had nothing to do with me. My position was worlds apart from regular guys'. No need to worry.
"Yoo Gayoung, the only thing you need to worry about is my dick."
I stripped off my pants and beckoned to Yoo Gayoung and Jeong Sua. Called them over. Yoo Gayoung shoved her chair back and approached.
"Let's snap a pic for Mimo. Both of you this time. Hands in my underwear."
"You've nutted like crazy yesterday and today—aren't you tired?"
"Nah. Makes me itchier."
"...Hyunwoo, you're the best."
Yoo Gayoung didn't argue further. She grabbed my smartphone, opened the camera, and came closer.
"You cool with this?"
"...Not bad. It's a pic announcing to the whole country that I'm Hyunwoo's hero."
No reason for Yoo Gayoung or Jeong Sua to refuse. A photo claiming the insatiable boy's dick? A hero trainee had no business pushing that away. Even if they hated it, I'd be the weirdo.
"How do we do it here?"
Jeong Sua gazed at me, eyes full of anticipation. Come to think of it, I hadn't posted any pics with her yet. Her share of the forum was pathetically low compared to Yoo Gayoung's.
I pulled Yoo Gayoung and Jeong Sua close, held my smartphone high. Lens aimed down. Then guided their hands one by one to the front of my underwear.
Guess they'd done this once or twice. Yoo Gayoung casually lifted my waistband and slipped her hand inside. Bold compared to Jeong Sua's hesitation. Her ears turning beet red was kinda funny, but not in a bad way.
"No matter how I think about it, it feels huge. Hyunwoo's dick—"
"You touched other guys' dicks before?"
"No."
Yoo Gayoung meant it. No lie in her eyes.
"Then how do you know big from small?"
"...The book says guys like being praised for size."
"They publish everything these days."
I snapped a naughty shot, feeling their hands fiddling with my dick, and uploaded it. Students piled on comments like they'd been waiting. Glued to their phones, probably.
"Alright, now suck my dick."
I gently pressed down on Yoo Gayoung and Jeong Sua's shoulders. Yoo Gayoung on my right dropped quick, yanking off my underwear. But what was this? Jeong Sua stood rigid, resisting.
"...Hyunwoo, can I study a bit? I know refusing service as a hero is rude, but..."
"'Cause of the quiz?"
"Yeah..."
Heroes mattered more than captains to them. Quiz scores were real life for her. Low marks meant falling behind. With scores dropping anytime, anywhere, she had to cram these quizzes somehow.
"Fine. Won't stop someone who wants to study."
Yoo Gayoung was here anyway. She was dying for cum and cleaned up perfectly after. No need to bittersweetly jerk off.
That day, I rolled around with Yoo Gayoung and came twice.
"Sua, open wide!"
One load went to Jeong Sua, diligently studying away. She latched onto my tip the second I approached and gulped it down. Looked just like a hamster—adorable.
I figured that wrapped up my captain duties. Felt refreshed.
"You have 15 minutes. Simple questions, so that should be plenty."
The note quiz started bright and early. All classes at once.
Everyone looked tense as they got their sheets and checked them. The scratch of pens filled the classroom. I glanced at my palm notes and copied the answers down.
'Can't even become a meat toilet if I tried.'
Silent apologies to the friend who missed out because of me.
'...What the hell did I write here?'
Last question. The answer from the penthouse was smeared. Half-erased, unreadable.
'Shit.'
A hollow laugh escaped. Never imagined a cheat sheet failing like this. Should've tried it before.
'Problem first. Check the problem.'
Last one was short.
『If a hero gets pregnant from a captain's semen, three phenomena occur depending on the child's sex. When the implanted fetus is male, write the two phenomena that happen to the hero.』
'How the hell should I know.'
One was visible: Amplification. Superpower amplification, it said. I wrote that down. Then pondered the other slowly.
What? What happens?
"One minute left."
Lim Sarang called time. I looked up at the clock. Really just one minute. Our eyes met. Did I get it right? Safe from meat toilet? She glared like she was checking.
'Nine. I've got nine...'
Question ten needed two answers. One down, that's 9.5. Can't drag me off even if they want. Guys don't aim for top scores anyway. Mid-range is fine.
9.5 would naturally be the highest.
"Phew."
I wiped cold sweat and flashed a relaxed smile. Message to Lim Sarang: I'm good. She turned away with a sigh of relief the moment she got it.
"Pass your sheets back from the rear."
Note quizzes got graded on the spot by homeroom teachers. Lim Sarang scored Class A right there. Had to announce results quick to pick meat toilet winners.
I waited casually for scores.
"...Boys crushed it. All gunning for top?"
Lim Sarang scanned the boys with a shaky, anxious voice. They all looked smug and chill. Why—?
"Thanks to our sturdy top-scorer Hyunwoo holding the fort."
"Knew Hyunwoo'd take practicals anyway, so we went all-out. Felt easy."
"What...?"
What the hell were these guys saying? Go all-out on a note quiz?
"...No mid scores at all."
Lim Sarang announced results.
"Hero trainees: Jeong Sua excluded, all 10s. Jeong Sua, 4."
Girls sighed in relief, burdens lifted. But Jeong Sua was different. Her face ashen, charred black. 4 points. Sole low score out of twenty-five.
Shocking.
"Captain trainees."
Lim Sarang was pissed. She rubbed her forehead, veins bulging like gridlines, muttering.
"Lee Hyunwoo excluded, all 10s. Lee Hyunwoo, 9.5."
"Wha...?"
Unbelievable results.
"Teacher, all kids got 10s?"
"Gotta check other classes. This could be bad."
Lim Sarang frantically tapped her smartphone. Group chat with homeroom teachers, probably.
"Ah..."
Her face hardened fast. Cheeks quivering like she'd faced grim truth. I could picture the situation now.
"Teacher, did I become the meat toilet? Huh?"
"Not meat toilet—semen test—"
Lim Sarang corrected my wording. Her grave look said I was the winner. Tied up like those video guys, gangbanged? Macho Lee Hyunwoo?
"...Classes B through J, boys all 10s."
"These punks don't even err? Possible?"
"Hold on."
Lim Sarang took a call and dashed out. Caught snippets—chills down my spine.
—Doesn't this mean corporal punishment just for Lee Hyunwoo?
Surrounding stares turned weird.
"Hyunwoo, can we visit later?"
"Your pics were fire. Looked big and hard—tasty."
"Sua's tasted it already, right? So jealous."
Girls chattered excitedly. To them, I was the confirmed meat toilet captain. Might as well sample the top captain's cum—
Something snapped. I'd strike first before they tied me. Preemptive win.
"Want it that bad—?"
I unbuckled my belt and stood. Chair crashed loudly—I'd shoved it hard. Yanked pants down forcefully and turned. Situation had me not hard yet.
The girl behind me gasped, covering her eyes. Gloomy vibe, but those full tits and sharp lower face screamed beauty.
My dick approved the nut. She was more than enough. Erection kicked in. Underwear bulged.
Checked her name tag on her chest: Heuk Seolha.
I bellowed at the girls.
"Suck it, you bitches!"
I'd fuck them before becoming any meat toilet. That was me, Lee Hyunwoo.