Chapter 22
Chapter 22
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 22
Chapter Title: No Armband Likes a Scrawny, Pathetic Guy Like You!!!!! How Could It Feel Anything Rattling Around So Loosely?!!!!!
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Squeeze…!
Cloé's hand gripping Rasha-ra.
And my hand trying to pry it away.
Rasha-ra was stretched taut between the two of us.
Yet Rasha-ra remained perfectly calm.
"Let go…."
"…Understood."
Cloé finally released her grip.
This was the moment the ultra-flexible whip Constellation finally came into my hands…!
Cloé crossed her arms and rattled off precautions.
"Lady Rasha-ra hates noise, so don't yell around her except when enforcing rules. Keep her in a dry place out of direct sunlight normally, and don't swing her around or talk to her for no reason…?"
She didn't seriously think I'd follow any of that crap, did she?
"Uwooooooh!!! So flexible!!! Insanely flexible!!!!"
The second I got Rasha-ra, I bent her every which way.
I wrapped her tight around my forearm, spun her upside down in the air.
"You, you bastard…!!"
"I've been dying to bend you like this!! The feel is insane!!! Even just playing with her in my hands, she twitches—it feels so damn good!!! Kekekeke!!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!
Even as I spun and bent her wildly.
(°꒫°)....
Rasha-ra's expression didn't change.
Truth be told, I wasn't expecting much of a reaction.
This was all part of winning Rasha-ra over anyway.
This whip bitch.
She's got some shady hidden trait.
"Don't handle the Constellation Lady so roughly!"
"Huh? Roughly? I'm loving her up my way."
"That nonsense—!"
"Don't interfere anymore! We agreed not to meddle while swapping partners—poke 'em, knock 'em out, whatever?!"
"Tch…! Keep that promise! No meddling no matter what I do to Glacis!!"
Cloé yowled like a cat in heat.
She soon pulled something from her bag.
"Glacis~ What's this~?"
It was a small slice of cake she held out confidently.
A sweet-smelling cheesecake—definitely something Pomi would go nuts for.
"Woof?"
Pomi sniffed it, drawn in like a magnet.
Cloé lured her slowly, flashing a little-devil grin.
"Wanna eat it?"
"Woof!"
"Promise one thing, and it's yours."
"Woof?"
"Ditch that thug Kim Taeyang and go back to your old master, Seol Harin, as her hero. Simple, right?"
"Woof!"
Pomi wagged her tail like it was no big deal.
"Good girl~ Here! The cake's all yours!"
Crunch!
"……?"
Cloé's face froze.
Pomi hadn't eaten the cake—she'd chomped Cloé's forearm.
"KyaAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"
"Grrrrrrrrr!!!!"
"It hurts hurts hurts hurts hurts!!! Blood!! There's bloooood!!!!"
Did she think Pomi was the type of dog to betray her master for food?
As if.
She must've misunderstood because of the Seol Harin thing,
but Pomi's trait, 'Loyalty,' is one of the most rock-solid in the game.
She won't betray me easily.
"Help me!! Kim Taeyang!! Do something!!!"
"Huh? We said no interfering, remember?"
"KyaAAAAAAAAH!!!!"
Let's leave the idiot be.
Pomi will give her a week's worth of discipline on her own.
Since I'm in the Guidance Committee now, might as well do some actual work.
Even in the game, joining was an impossible route.
Guidance Committee play is only possible in this real-world version.
The old Academia hardcore passion is reigniting…!
"Hey! Four-eyes!"
"Urk…! My name is Kim An-kyung!!"
"Don't care about your name! Explain Guidance Committee duties!!"
"What're you scheming?"
"Huh? Help with committee stuff, duh?!"
"Damn…! You! You're not joining for show—you plan to infiltrate, learn every detail, and destroy us beyond repair! Just as scummy-looking as you are…!"
"?"
I just wanted to try being in the committee?
And scummy-looking….
Hey! That's hurtful…?!
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◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Kim An-kyung led Kim Taeyang to the main gate.
Dorms were outside the gate.
Ark students had to pass through it to attend.
Morning duty: check uniforms, catch latecomers and wall-jumpers.
Problem was, Taeyang's uniform was already a mess.
"…Newbie. Can't you wear the uniform properly?"
"Hey. Nothing beats a Hawaiian shirt for comfort."
"You're not a regular student anymore—you're Guidance Committee. Set an example?"
"Doesn't committee come with privileges?!"
"No, man!!"
Taeyang slung his arm over Kim An-kyung's shoulder, grinning.
"Hey. Just take the punishment, right? Ask the president for a thousand lashes? She'll squeeze every drop of sincerity out of you, whipping till you're raw? Kekeke."
"Urk…. Fine. Here, wrap this on."
Kim An-kyung wrapped the armband over the Hawaiian shirt.
A total thug.
Bad uniform, thug arm with a Guidance armband.
Surreal performance art.
"Huh? Why's mine a different color?"
"You're first-year."
"Green's got no swagger!! Armbands gotta be yellow!!"
"W-what?! First-years get green!!"
"Hand yours over!!!"
'This vicious bastard…! Stealing my armband too……!!'
Taeyang snatched Kim An-kyung's armband.
"Whoa~ Yellow armband get!! This has style. Kekekeke."
"Ugh…. Give me the first-year one at least……."
"Huh? Daring to eye my armband?!!!"
'What the hell do you want?!!!!'
"Green, yellow—they're all mine!!! Got it?!!!! No armband likes a scrawny, pathetic guy like you!!!!! How could it feel anything rattling around so loosely?!!!!!"
"Urk…!"
"Work out if you're mad, four-eyes!!!!! Bench dips and barbell curls!!!"
Kim An-kyung ended up armband-less.
Sadly, they looked killer on Taeyang's beefy arms.
Taut, straining—unlike on his puny ones.
Chills…!
'Never looked that tight on my arms…….'
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [NTR Situation Staged!] [You gained 5 Coins!] Only Taeyang knew he'd scored a little win then.
Ignoring the heavy defeat, Kim An-kyung continued duty armband-less.
Then a group of students hopping the wall locked eyes with Taeyang.
Kim An-kyung recognized them too.
'Mohawk chicken-crest Rebel Nam…! Kim Taeyang's crew…!'
The thug circle 'Kim Taeyang and Pals.'
Top target for the committee—the biggest rival faction.
"Hey! Rebel Nam!! Get over here!!"
"Kekeke. Taeyang, armbands look sick. Didn't think one of ours would join the committee…! You're the real deal."
Taeyang grinned wide at Rebel Nam's gall.
He threw arms around his buddies' shoulders.
"But why're you hopping the wall?"
"Gotta hop periodically or the body itches! Now you're committee, no one bitches if we hop. Haha!"
"Not against rules if not late! Hahaha!"
"Thanks, Taeyang! Hopping stress-free now!!"
'If you're not late, why hop at all?!!'
Kim An-kyung freaked internally.
But for thugs, 'wall-hopping' meant more than sneaking in.
'Disaster…! He'll overlook all their crimes…! Wall-hopping now, but it'll escalate……!!'
Kim An-kyung's vision of the future.
A post-apocalyptic hell.
Bald and mohawked thugs blasting machine guns, flame-throwers….
Ark's order crumbles!
"But… why'd you think I'd let you slide?"
Taeyang growled coldly.
Rebel Nam and crew blinked in confusion.
"T-Taeyang?"
"Day one, and you wanna make me a crooked committeeman?!!"
"Urk?!"
Taeyang grabbed them, forced knees to the ground before Kim An-kyung.
"Hey! Four-eyes!"
"?"
"Punish the criminals! Penalty for wall-hopping?!"
"Uh? Well… there isn't one?"
"Huh? What?!"
"…Rules for tardiness, but nothing specific for wall-hopping."
True.
No whipping for casual hopping.
Fun now and then.
But Taeyang wouldn't tolerate even that.
"Huh? Thought you were strict, but rules are loose as hell?! How to guide properly! Adding rules!! No wall-hopping…! No doggy doors…! No windows…! Main gate and back gate only……!!"
"Eek! Why such brutal rules……?!"
"Figure it out! Violators get smashed?!! Huh?!!!"
Thugs trembled in shock.
Then nodded, faces turning wicked.
"Knew it… that's your game? Total psycho. Hehehe."
"Kekeke. Genius, Taeyang."
"Main and back gates…. Sickest, most violent plan ever…. Love it, boss! Fully on board…!"
"Ughhh…! Just thinking of sticking to gates makes my blood boil…!! Can't hold back!!! Gonna exit main, enter back right now!!!"
Whatever they imagined was their secret.
Meanwhile, Kim An-kyung….
'What evil scheme now…?!! Destroy Ark using only gates…?!!! Kim Taeyang…! Reincarnation of Zhuge Liang?!!!'
His head hurt chasing Taeyang's 'brilliance.'
Not everyone misunderstood.
Rasha-ra.
She was curious about his actions.
'This kid… looks different from what he is…?'
Too soon to judge.
Swapping had just begun.
'Maybe acting to fool me…. Watch how long he keeps it up… and the truth shows…….'
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Hey, sow. On fire today? Smashed your 1RM PR?!"
"Hmph. Wasn't that heavy."
"Kekeke. Turning into my type."
Seol Harin's growth was insane.
No girl in school could beat her at lifting now?
Maybe match average guys.
But no slacking training.
Strong body means rising skill.
"Anyway, that's it for today."
"…Already? Why? Got stamina left. You okay? Come here."
Seol Harin slapped her hand on my forehead.
Way too close.
"No fever, good…."
"Hey…! Who said touch this body?!"
This latent masochist heroine.
One day claiming wife status, next random touching….
She in heat for real?!
"J-just worried! Catch a cold, you could spread it!! Don't go spreading filthy germs…!"
"Sow!!! Slave mouthing off to master?!!!"
"Learned from you?!!"
No argument there!
My mouth's worse!
"Insolent sow! Recover those muscles!!"
"Oooohhhng…!! Fascia relaxing…!!"
Belly piercing mana flow—full-body massage on.
While Seol Harin writhed,
I pulled Rasha-ra, bent her freely.
"Tough luck, huh. Stuck with trash like me…! Kekeke."
"Undignified, low-class…. You're a pathetic hero……."
This arrogant Constellation bitch.
Didn't do much wrong, but still arrogant.
But does she hate me deep down?
Used NTR Solution on her.
⚔ NTR SOLUTION ⚔ ◆ Target: Rasha-ra ◆ Bound Hero: Cloé Maiden ◆ Relationship: 78 ◆ Trait: Guardian of Discipline ◆ Hidden Trait: SM Whip ◆ Solution + High relationship with hero.
+ 'Guardian of Discipline' fixes favor toward you at -10.
+ Impossible to steal normally….
+ But there's a way!
+ Hidden trait 'SM Whip' gives her great pleasure pleasing others!
+ Activate event with loyal Constellation Glacis: Join Sled Dog Race!
+ Cheer Glacis with Rasha-ra, seize thrilling victory—steal her heart!
Constellation events.
Trigger as favor improves.
Instant teleport to another world for missions….
Key item route in game.
Pomi's event, 'Sled Dog Race'—first-stage, total pushover, clearable now.
Means I can steal Rasha-ra anytime.
"Hey, sow."
"Y-yes…?"
"Up. Got a place to go tonight."
Seol Harin blushed, mumbling.
"W-what place this late? F-found some romantic spot…?"
"?"
Does she get 'slave' and 'master'?
Wish there was libido-suppressing food or drugs….
Find some soon, force-feed her.
"Shut up and grab padding."
"Padding…?"
Heading to Constellations' world.
Northern Glacier Empire.
Pomi's home—and sled race venue.
Freezing there—bundle up.
"Hey, Rasha-ra."
"……."
"Your name's Bendy from now on."
"Bendy…? Why…?"
"'Cause you're insanely bendy?"
Even stone-Buddha Rasha-ra bristled at the nickname.
"Call you 'Bendy' from now, you do a goofy dance and reply 'Bendy-bendy~.' Got it?"
"You really think… I'd obey that…?"
"Body bends like crazy, but personality's stiff? Lame."
"Even if world splits… even if you're the last hero… I'd never bind to you……."
"Kekeke. We'll see, Bendy. I know you're dying to Bendy-dance for me inside~"
"……."
Sorry, no Constellation resists traits.
Once 'SM Whip' fully activates.
She'll Bendy-dance to please me…!
And in front of arrogant Cloé too…!
Hey!! Can't wait already…?!