Peeping on the Dorm Manager (1)
Everything unfolded remarkably fast.
With a perfectly unbothered look on her face, Kim Yerin set her dolls to work — carving the man she'd murdered in the park into pieces and hauling the remains off somewhere.
On the walk back to the dorm with her, I found myself intensely curious about what she planned to do with that body.
"So... what are you going to use that guy's corpse for?"
"Oh, that? I'm going to turn it into a doll."
"What?"
"Did I never tell you about my ability?"
Hold on. Wait a second. That would mean...
"Did you seriously think I had the money to manufacture hundreds of thousands of dolls? There's a method to it, you know."
"Wait — then that means..."
"Yep. Every last one of those dolls used to be a human being."
"Wh-wh-what?"
"I think I know exactly what you're thinking right now. Let me explain."
I was beginning to see Kim Yerin as a lunatic on par with Hitler. She'd killed that many people and turned them all into dolls?
But she was about to explain herself, so I decided to keep my mouth shut and listen.
"I don't know if you'd remember this. About five years ago? China got carved to pieces."
"Yeah..."
"Back then, China marched hundreds of thousands of troops down toward Chongjin. They were coming to massacre civilians on the Korean peninsula and commit every atrocity they could think of."
That was the first I'd heard of it. Hundreds of thousands of them had come down? How had I never even caught a single news headline?
"Of course, it was an army with zero Superhumans in it. Thanks to that, putting them down was almost trivially easy."
"Good lord... Even so. Hundreds of thousands of people came down here and nobody knew?"
"Well, of course not. Chongjin is a ghost city. Only people affiliated with heroes live there. There's a Class 1 Zone, you see."
"Th-then what about the Chinese army?"
She muttered it all with a perfectly casual expression. How could she talk so calmly about something that could have meant the end of Korea?
"They were probably attacking to take a swing at an S-class hero."
"That's insane."
"They were the kind of bastards who'd try to spread their misery somewhere else while their own country was collapsing. Guess they didn't want to die alone. Anyway... I fought in that war too. And the result is all these dolls."
So that was why there were so many of them. She'd slaughtered the entire Chinese army.
"Was Baek Hanyoung there too?"
"Huh? She wasn't."
"What?! The fate of the entire country was on the line!"
"You're misunderstanding something. Do you honestly think an army with no Superhumans could beat an A-class hero? The suppression force back then was one A-class and about five B-class to support me. We finished the whole job before lunch."
The fact that she could say so casually that they'd annihilated a force that size in just a few hours was genuinely impressive.
"What can I say? That's just how good I am."
"That's incredible..."
"So! Don't worry no matter who shows up. Got it? Just trust your big sis!"
That was the moment the unreliable image of Kim Yerin I'd been carrying around inside me shifted, just a little. She felt a bit more dependable, I suppose.
"Does the dorm... have any rules or anything?"
We'd arrived at the dormitory, one way or another. I picked up the clothes I'd prepared on the way over, pulling them on as I looked at her.
"Nope. I've never heard of anyone dying in the dorm."
"Well, that's a relief!"
"Jung Sujin is only obsessed with being an 'idol.' Meaning not inside the dorm. Of course, if they start filming a lifestyle variety show, that might be a different story."
Looking at it this way, Jung Sujin's rules didn't seem all that strict.
"Skill: I'll disguise myself as the Dorm Manager."
I muttered the words as I changed clothes, activating the skill. Twenty-four hours had passed on the dot.
Host → Dorm Manager
The new skill I'd acquired, Master of Disguise, had incredibly high utility.
You could almost say it rewrote people's perception of you. The twenty-four-hour cooldown was a shame, but if you transformed in advance, even that drawback vanished.
In my case, I'd disguised myself as a trainer a day ahead of time, left it running overnight, approached Jung Sujin to raise her submission, and then switched back to my host identity.
It sounded complicated, but the skill usage was actually dead simple!
"Heheheh."
"...Wow. Look at that face. I seriously want to punch you so fucking bad."
[Agreed.]
Hey. What did I even do...? And there's some bastard sneaking in his two cents. Pipe down.
"Once we're inside, say exactly what's in the script I prepared. Got it? Get even one word wrong and you'd better be ready."
"Yes."
"Honestly... of all the people you could've picked, you just had to mess with an S-class Superhuman. Making everything so damn complicated."
I didn't have a ready answer for that. I just wore a faint smile and looked at the dormitory door.
All right.
Time for sex.
Jung Sujin's favorite food was, surprisingly, the kind of spicy fare that any woman in her twenties would typically enjoy — tteokbokki, malatang, that sort of thing.
Honestly, it wouldn't even look strange if she ate human flesh.
Han Yuri and Victoria watched Jung Sujin happily shoveling tteokbokki into her mouth in a single bite, and felt a faint prickle of fear.
Well, at least we haven't been eaten. That's something.
If Jung Sujin had said, "I need your velvet antler to nourish myself, so hand it over!" they would have had no choice but to comply. Since that hadn't happened... maybe they should count themselves lucky.
"All right, everyone, listen up."
"Hmm...?"
Just then, the front door of the dorm burst open and someone walked in. A man in a baseball cap, with something like a strange book tucked under his arm.
Ah, that's Sehyun. I almost didn't recognize him.
Yuri had been told in advance that he'd be coming in disguised, but for a split second she failed to recognize his face and nearly jumped out of her skin.
"Starting today, I will be managing this dormitory. I am Baek..."
"Baek Seongin."
"B-Baek Seongin. A pleasure to meet you."
"A d-dorm manager?"
Baek Sehyun appeared with a commanding posture and surveyed his surroundings. Naturally, Jung Sujin was left completely dumbfounded by news she'd never heard before.
"The higher-ups sent me. From now on, I will be overseeing daily life within this dormitory."
"B-but!"
"Is it because I'm a man? That sort of thing isn't particularly important."
Baek Sehyun looked around, then his gaze landed on the tteokbokki Jung Sujin had ordered. The portion was nearly enough for two people, which gave him a slight pause, but he quickly realized that her enormous ass and breasts were the product of that very appetite, and decided to make his peace with it.
"The problem is that you are currently consuming high-calorie food instead of your assigned meal plan."
"Ah, ahh! This is—!"
"I was sent here to prevent exactly that. I will be lodging in this room for the time being, so I suggest you take note."
"B-but!"
"I will not be entertaining objections. If I were to report the food you just ate to my superiors, what do you think would happen to you?"
"Uuuugh... I understand."
Having discovered that Jung Sujin was weak to rules, Baek Sehyun used that knowledge to devastating effect.
"I'm glad we understand each other. You may change in that room over there."
"Y-yes..."
"Well then! It is now bedtime. Sleep well."
One in the morning. Naturally, it was time to sleep. Jung Sujin normally snacked until three a.m. before passing out, but she submitted to the words of this strangely intimidating dorm manager.
She stared at the tteokbokki she hadn't finished, smacked her lips with regret, and headed for the bed.
The entire group slept in a single room. The layout consisted of two bunk beds with an enormous bed sitting in the middle. Jung Sujin always slept in the center, and Kim Yerin, who knew that layout well, had devised a very entertaining strategy.
Is this even possible...? Well, as long as we follow the rules!
Inside the dormitory, no one commits murder. That was the rule.
Jung Sujin seemed like a capricious person, but she was really just a young woman who couldn't control her own power. Kim Yerin had driven a wedge into that subtle gap. The timing was nothing short of exquisite.
"Mmh..."
Jung Sujin lay down under the covers and closed her eyes. With a click, the lights went out, and complete darkness settled over the room.
Naturally, she couldn't sleep. Her usual routine of dozing off at three a.m. was sabotaging her rest.
This would be the perfect time to eat another sausage.
A rustle. Just then, a sound came from beside her. Was there another member who couldn't sleep either? She cracked her eyes open a sliver and looked to the side.
Huh...?!
A sight she could not possibly comprehend filled her large, beautiful pink eyes.
Baek Sehyun had pulled down Han Yuri's pants and was climbing on top of her, right there beside her.
What on earth is this...?!
Jung Sujin was stunned. The fact that they were doing something like that so casually... And that enormous cock, so utterly mismatched with his small frame.
Is this even allowed?
It was something that absolutely should never have been permitted. And yet it was happening. Before she could even find an opening to stop them, Jung Sujin could do nothing but stare at the sex unfolding before her eyes.