Chapter 14
Chapter 14
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 14
Chapter Title: Whoa~ Discovered the Sleekly Tanned Premium Natural Leather Whip Constellation~☆
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"You think we'd accept trash like you?! How little do you think of the Guidance Committee?!"
Cloé was yelling her head off.
Just yesterday, she had been the dignified queen of the Guidance Committee.
But after her one crushing defeat, her majesty was already tarnished.
On the other hand, Kim Taeyang was more puffed up than ever.
His already massive frame looked especially huge today.
Like a towering mountain range from Europe or South America, his body exuded the grandeur of nature itself...!
And he wasn't just some muscle pig, either.
He had a surprisingly sharp side to him.
"Hey! Guidance Committee President, you don't even know the Guidance Committee rules?! Huh?!"
"Rules...?"
"If applicant numbers exceed capacity, you have to go through an internship period and select new members via a final duel, right?!"
"...!"
Surprisingly, that was an actual rule.
No one had paid attention to it for years, but it was definitely written in some dusty old document buried in the clubroom somewhere.
"H-how do you even know about...?"
"Hah? None of your damn business!"
The current new member slots were already full.
If Kim Taeyang, who had gone through the internship, won the duel, they'd have to kick someone out.
'I can't let his momentum drag me in again!'
Cloé didn't want things to go that far.
She wanted to boot Kim Taeyang right here, even if it meant abusing her authority.
If he actually became a Guidance Committee member, it would spell the end for the committee that very day.
But the constellation thought differently.
Whip!
The whip gripped in Cloé's hand suddenly reared up on its own.
Just like a cobra raising its hood to threaten.
At the tip of the whip was a tiny face shaped like this.
(°꒫°)
The whip spoke to Cloé.
"Take that one on as an intern..." "Eek...? But that guy's a total thug who doesn't fit the Guidance Committee-"
"You're not planning to ignore the rules...?" "......"
"I chose you because I thought you'd follow the rules better than anyone... If you chase him away like this... it'd be a huge disappointment..." "N-no, Lady Rasha-ra! We'll do the internship process!"
The Goddess of Punishment, Rasha-ra.
She was the taciturn, serious type.
She never spoke unless it was absolutely necessary.
That made her words impossible to take lightly.
Meanwhile, Kim Taeyang, having confirmed the whip's true nature, was licking his chops.
"Whoa~ Discovered the sleekly tanned premium natural leather whip constellation~☆"
The moment she heard that line, goosebumps erupted all over Cloé's body.
'N-no way... I'm not going to lose my constellation to him too, am I?!'
She still didn't know how Kim Taeyang had stolen Seol Harin's constellation.
She'd tried to get close to figure it out, only to get thoroughly thrashed herself.
If he stole her constellation the same way...
'I might become a slave too...!'
The queen of the Guidance Committee could end up as a plaything for a thug.
"Sugoi! Chō sugoi!!!! That body's so damn flexible, huh?! Hey! Mind if I borrow it for a sec?!!! I wanna bend it however I want!!! Just for a bit, I'll give it back...! Heh heh heh!"
(°꒫°)....
The whip constellation remained utterly unfazed by Kim Taeyang's teasing.
Her calm demeanor helped settle Cloé a bit too.
'...Why am I even worrying? There's no way Lady Rasha-ra would fall for trash like him.'
Anyone could see they were total opposites.
Rasha-ra's most hated type was none other than thugs who ignored the rules.
Regaining her composure, Cloé flashed a smile.
"Internship period is one week. Commit any illegal acts during that time, and you're automatically disqualified. For the final duel... you'll face Ju-hyuk. Heh heh."
Once she calmly sorted her thoughts, there was no need to panic.
Could that thug really go a week without breaking the law?
And even if he did, he couldn't beat Kang Ju-hyuk in a duel.
"You know you can't use your constellation's help in the final duel, right? That's a 'Guidance Committee rule' too."
"Hah? Obviously! No constellations or artifacts—just a practice sword duel!"
"Heh heh heh. Good, you know it. You're smarter than you look, huh?"
Kim Taeyang's power came from his constellation.
Without direct constellation aid or stigmas, Kang Ju-hyuk—who'd trained in swordsmanship for years—had the edge.
And moreover...
'Our Guidance Committee's advisor is the swordsmanship instructor, you idiot!!!'
The Guidance Committee's advisor was Vice Head Shin Hye-won.
A word to her, and she'd train Kang Ju-hyuk personally.
She despised Kim Taeyang too, so she'd definitely help.
'You'll dance in the palm of my hand, Kim Taeyang!! I'll make sure to throw you in the deepest underground cell and force a three-year suspension!!!'
"Heh heh heh."
Cloé grinned wickedly.
Kim Taeyang responded with an unsettling chuckle.
"Kuh heh heh heh."
Not one to lose, Cloé laughed louder.
"Heh heh heh heh heh...!"
Kim Taeyang matched her.
"Kuh ha ha ha ha ha!"
"Heh heh ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
"Kuh ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!"
'This bastard?!'
Who could laugh louder...?!
It was petty, but her pride was on the line...!!
Cloé mustered all her strength and burst into laughter.
"Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!! Pu ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!! Pu heh...?! Ack!!! Cough!!!!!"
If not for that final choke, Cloé would've won...
"Hah? Making sounds like that—what, a death knell for your womanhood?"
"Cough! D-damn it..."
"Fitting for a mini sow. Heh heh heh."
"......"
Cloé always shrank in front of Kim Taeyang.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ The reason for trying to join the Guidance Committee.
Obviously, the constellation.
The Goddess of Punishment, Rasha-ra.
A taciturn and serious constellation.
She's my total opposite in every way, but with Pomi in the picture, it's different.
She's basically a one-plus-one combo with Pomi.
Steal Rasha-ra, and Cloé falls automatically.
Result: Guidance Committee takeover!
Controlling the school's top power institution at will—that's the final goal of this operation...!
First, win the upcoming duel.
Kang Ju-hyuk might be weaker than Seol Harin right now, but I'm weak too.
Pure swordsmanship? He outclasses me.
He's trained alongside Seol Harin since childhood.
But no worries.
There's an artifact on this island that perfectly counters him.
With mana-reading orange sunglasses, finding it won't be hard.
So today, artifact hunting it is.
"Whoa~ Getting hyped thinking about hunting those super hot pieces! Heh heh heh."
Of course, morning workout first.
But Seol Harin's late?
She better not be up to anything stupid...
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ First weekend at Ark.
Saturday flew by in a blink, and Sunday morning dawned.
"Hmmm..."
Seol Harin tossed in bed before checking her smartphone.
Her eyes nearly popped out.
'I'm late...?!'
She kicked off the covers and bolted up.
No time for anemia.
She threw on training clothes, wiped her eye gunk, and dashed out.
The reason for her frenzy was simple.
'If I'm late, it's one extra set per minute...!!'
Morning workout with Kim Taeyang.
A rule so devilish even Satan would gasp: late by a minute, add a set.
In her rush, a deep self-loathing hit her.
'Have I... really become a slave to the bone...?'
Just two weeks.
Two weeks ago, Seol Harin was Korea's nobility.
Mornings: premium blended black tea, toasted ciabatta, fresh salad from the maid.
Personal secretary handled her schedule, chauffeur drove the luxury sedan, top tutors for one-on-one lessons.
Late to class or appointments? No one cared.
Her time was worth far more.
Now? Sweating bullets over a few minutes' delay...
Her eyes nearly teared up, but time waited for no sorrow.
'Seven minutes late...! Gotta hurry!!'
She burst out the door and sprinted to the boys' dorm.
Destination: Kim Taeyang's room.
More precisely, the home gym inside.
Anyone seeing her might think she was a sex slave rushing to serve her beloved cock master first thing...
But compared to physical pain, face meant nothing...!
Beep beep beep beep-
Front door password? Already shared, of course.
Upon arrival, she checked the time.
'Ten minutes—safe!!'
She cheered inwardly.
Catching her breath, she heard grunts.
From the home gym room.
"Hup! Hup! Hup!!"
"......"
Inside, Kim Taeyang was working out alone.
As always.
No sign of fatigue.
He always rose before his slave and trained.
'How does he do that every day without tiring...?'
Seol Harin felt a strange emotion.
Maybe admiration.
Standing firm in his place, getting it done.
That unwavering consistency touched her.
'Maybe he's a little impressive...'
Admiring the man who enslaved her?
It was weird, but Kim Taeyang had something special.
Then, finishing a set, he barked.
"Hey!! How many minutes late are you?! Couldn't even spot me 'cause you dragged your ass!!!"
"Eek.... Couldn't you ask Pomi for spotting...?"
"Hah? Wake sleeping Pomi just for a workout, turn her into human form, and make her spot? Planning to set a world record in worst owner contest?!!!"
No comeback.
This thug's rough speech hid straight talk.
More upright than most.
"What're you spacing out for, you sow!!!!"
"......"
Minus the sexual harassment, he'd seem like a great guy.
"Spot till failure...! Hup!!"
Kim Taeyang started bench press.
300kg.
Lifting it dozens of reps—his pecs were magnificent.
'Amazing...'
Truly amazing...!
Knowledge changes perception.
Now into iron, she saw Kim Taeyang differently.
How much effort to build that body?
"Hup! Hup! Hup...!!"
"......"
During workouts, he focused solely on the lift.
Spotting put them in awkward positions, but he never glanced—just pure focus on the barbell.
'First guy to look at me like a rock...'
She'd drawn stares her whole life.
Street guys, even longtime friend Kang Ju-hyuk sneaked peeks sometimes.
But not Kim Taeyang.
'Confident enough not to cower before me. Not crushed by my presence—instead, he owns me...'
Suddenly, he seemed impressive.
Not just a muscle-obsessed psycho thug—maybe a truly strong man.
Wasn't that what she'd sought?
A man who never shows weakness before her...!
Stronger than her! Someone she could fully rely on...!!
Kyung~♡
Her lower belly itched strangely.
Her eyes softened.
'Ahh...'
Mouth agape unconsciously, she stared down at him.
For a long while.
Finishing, Kim Taeyang finally read her gaze.
"Ahn? What's with those eyes?"
"S-sip! W-what eyes...?"
"Don't tell me you're into my pecs? Heh heh heh."
"N-no!! No way I'd fall for your insane workout discipline, diligent attitude, or those huge beautiful muscles forged from blood and sweat!!!"
"Hey hey! Just say no—why yell, you sow!!!! Extra finisher set for insolence!!!!!"
"Krr..."
Weird, thinking about it.
Two weeks, and he hadn't touched her once.
She'd expected him to pounce soon, but he was just a muscle idiot.
'No way. A thug like him must be enjoying this torment...!'
Anyway, she was a constellation-less slave.
'I'll get Pomi back—no, Glacis—and regain freedom to get revenge...!! Definitely!!!'
Her goal remained.
For now.
.
.
.
.
"Oooooohhh...!!"
Of course, today's pathetic moan was unchanged.
"Hey! Declare properly!"
"I-I am... the pathetic muscle... that loses to Master every single day...!!"
The muscle defeat declaration on failure.
Humiliating, but it fueled motivation.
"Enough—log the workout!! Got somewhere to be early today!!"
"...G-going out? Where?"
Kim Taeyang donned orange sunglasses and swaggered.
His grin was cheerier than ever.
"Hunting prime hotties, obviously...!!"
"...?"
Seol Harin blanked.
Hunting.
Didn't that mean picking up other girls?
Leaving her behind?
Her, the ultra-premium chaebol heiress beauty ready for use—and he ignores her for others?
'How dare he...!'
She flared up without realizing.