Chapter 29
Chapter 29
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 29
Chapter Title: Teacher, Could You Perhaps... Call Me 'Mini Sow'?
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Rasha-ra had been taken from her.
Kim Taeyang seemed intent on killing himself with exercise.
Seol Harin, chiming in with her snide remarks from the side, was utterly infuriating.
Cloé's mental state had clearly shattered...
But drowning in sorrow didn't last long.
There was still one more person left to hold Cloé's hand.
"Cloé Maiden. You know your role as the presenter is the most important, right?"
Vice Head Shin Hye-won.
She too had been a major influence in Cloé's life.
If anything, she was like a role model as a hero.
"Just leave it to me."
Cloé left the room at Shin Hye-won's call, muscles aching all over.
Even standing was tough, but she endured.
'If I'm with the Vice Head... I can escape Kim Taeyang's hell... Then I can get Rasha-ra back too...'
She didn't mention becoming Kim Taeyang's slave.
She didn't want to crush the Guidance Committee's morale into the dirt.
It was embarrassing that she, the Guidance Committee President, had fallen into slavery...
"Impressive resolve... Now, listen up. I'm about to explain the operation plan!"
"Attention...!"
"What I'm about to say is top-secret Class 1 information. No leaking it to anyone. Got it?"
"Yes, ma'am!!"
Their shouts carried determination.
A resolute air like warriors before battle...!
Shin Hye-won, her shadowed face emitting only red glints from her eyes.
She spoke lowly.
"We're going to fabricate a crime."
"...!"
Fabricate a crime.
Those four words made the Guidance Committee members step back.
"A-are we really fabricating it? Not a sting operation...?"
"Exactly."
A sting operation was digging a trap to lure in criminals.
Cloé's female member fishing had counted as one, but it had failed after just sucking in the stench of a filthy AC filter.
"Is that okay? Fabricating a crime goes beyond legal bounds, doesn't it?"
Shin Hye-won knew that.
This was far from honorable.
But there were no other options left.
"That guy's a big fish."
"Big fish...?!"
"N-no... I meant monster... Anyway, to catch a monster, we have to become monsters ourselves."
Everyone agreed Kim Taeyang was a monster.
A guy who enslaved classmates and sexually violated them...
A guy who tossed his uniform aside and terrified professors during class...
A terrifying guy trying to dismantle the Guidance Committee by dominating the thugs...!
"He's definitely no ordinary guy... Insanely strong aside, he's a super-intelligent criminal with a sharp mind... Last time, he nearly brought down Ark just by using the front and back gates..."
Kim An-kyung muttered.
Shin Hye-won gripped his shoulder comfortingly.
"I don't know what crap 'front and back gates' means... But anyway, those humiliating days are over. To catch evil, we become evil."
"Become evil to defeat evil..."
"If you want out, leave now. Since we're doing something bad, I won't force you."
"......"
Shin Hye-won expected one or two to raise their hands.
But the Committee's resolve was firm.
"Good. I like that... Then let's get to work. Create evidence that makes it seem like Kim Taeyang committed a crime. I'll take full responsibility, so give it everything. Dismissed!"
The members sprang into action.
They all seemed to know exactly what to do.
Then, Kim An-kyung spotted Cloé sneaking out.
"President! Where are you going?"
"Huh...? I-I'm... not feeling well today... I'll join tomorrow!"
"In that case... Take care."
She really wasn't feeling well.
Her muscles ached like she'd been beaten to death.
But she wasn't going to rest.
'Evening workout time already... More exercise in this state... Horrifying...'
Her workout time with Kim Taeyang was approaching.
Her mind saw it as pure horror.
But thinking of that pain...
Kyung~♡
Her lower belly quivered oddly.
*
"Mini Sow! Before starting the workout, what did I teach you to do first?!!!"
"...Kiss the barbell three times, as an offering to the ancestors?"
"You know it and ignore it?!!! Approach it with the spirit of always being with the ancestors!! That's how you'll lift one more rep!!!"
'Is he really insane?'
Kim Taeyang was insane.
Insane for fitness.
And Seol Harin was fully assimilated.
Mwah mwah mwah~♡
She kissed the barbell three times, as if it were natural.
Seol Harin lay on the bench and advised Cloé.
"It actually works. When you feel someone helping, you can break your limits sometimes."
'Does that even make sense...?!!!'
It was utterly unscientific and ridiculous routine.
Yet Seol Harin had genuinely felt the barbell kiss effect.
Fitness was a lonely isolation sport.
A mental sport of overcoming yesterday's self.
Constant self-hypnosis was essential even for pros.
While staring in a daze, Kim Taeyang grabbed Cloé's shoulder.
His huge hand enveloped it, delivering massive pain.
"Kiiik...!?"
"Hah? I said you were good to train. What's this?!!! No recovery at all?!!"
"I c-can do iiiit......"
"Shut up and do some foam rolling!"
"Kuhk......"
Kim Taeyang tossed her a foam roller.
'Self-massage is what I hate most...'
The reason Cloé insisted on working out was simple.
'Even if it hurts, it feels good...!'
Solo massage brought zero joy.
Pain-wise, it hurt more, but without the 'being done to' feeling.
Self-harm gave masochists no pleasure.
It needed another's involvement.
"Kim Taeyang... I can't do it alone well... Help a little?"
"Hah? I taught you everything."
"It's hard alone...! I'm a beginner!!"
"Tch. Can't even foam roll solo? Fucking useless sow..."
Cloé succeeded in luring him.
'It's not because I like him. Just can't perform properly alone...'
Of course, Cloé didn't think she'd seduced him.
Not fully masochized yet.
Feeling pleasure from pain but denying her masochism.
"Hey. Mini Sow. Sit on the chair."
Kim Taeyang brought a vibration massager.
Very ordinary-looking...
A normal, modern design with a round massage cap at the pillar's end.
He pressed it to her inner thigh and switched it on.
Viiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!!!!!!!
"Guaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!"
It hurt beyond imagination...!
She regretted not just rolling the foam roller alone...!
"Losing it from just this? The arrogant Committee President flopping like a live fish from a mere massager... Pathetic. Heh heh heh."
"Th-that huuuurts!!! Too muuuch paaaain!!!"
"Senior. Don't resist, just accept it. Feels good soon."
"Gonna cuuum gonna cuuum gonna cuuum...! I'm really breaking dooown!!!!"
"Doubt you'll break, champ."
Even Seol Harin held Cloé down.
Endless stimulating foam release.
Her slightly swollen, plump thigh meat quivered from the vibration.
The pain was insane, making her whole body shudder and jolt.
Restrained by a huge muscle thug, lower body relentlessly tormented by electric massager.
Couldn't move an inch—pure 'being done to' sensation.
Recognizing that heightened her sensitivity.
It was like...
'My whole body turning into erogenous zones...?'
Suddenly, like a switch flipped, pleasure flooded.
Even wind brushing skin felt ecstatic.
Being restrained.
Being in pain.
Nothing felt better...!
"Oooong~♡"
Cloé climaxed, letting out a beastly moan.
She finally realized.
Kim Taeyang's true intent.
'This is it...! He remodeled me sexually into a perverted toilet bitch to ravage me...! I'd let him pound me till morning now~♡ Rasha-ra must've fallen to this massage...♡ Slave life might be bliss...♡'
That moment.
"That's enough."
"...?"
Kim Taeyang turned off the massager.
"Over 5 minutes at once can cause side effects. Especially no more than 30 seconds per spot—be careful."
"Eh... Wh-what...? S-so it's over...?"
"Don't make me repeat, you puny sow...!!! Tense your cochlea!!! Keep it on standby 24/7 to obey Master's words!!! Got it?!!!!"
"......"
Massage over, Cloé snapped back to sanity.
'What was I just thinking...? Slave life happy...? Ridiculous...!!'
Shock brief.
Cloé rolled the foam roller, soon absorbed in Kim Taeyang and Seol Harin's workout.
"Hey, Sow. Your muscle condition's top-notch today."
"Is it? Wasn't even heavy enough to call it conditioning."
"Don't play it down. Form was killer too. Glutes clenched tight, visible through clothes."
"Don't praise that stuff... I'll add weight."
"Now upping weight without orders? You'll win gold at bodybuilding soon."
"Don't want gold medals. Just feels good."
Odd dialogue.
Sounded vulgar, but actually normal talk.
Their workout style too.
"Urgh! Two left!! Eyes front, squeeze those glutes!!!"
"G-gonna cuuum... Hamstrings... going baaaad...!!"
"Aaaah?!!! Got this far and you cum solo?!!! No hogging the mood!!!!! Break records and celebrate with this body!!!!!!"
"Ughguuuh...?!"
Seol Harin trembled but didn't quit.
Finally pushed the barbell off her legs.
Seol Harin and Kim Taeyang's faces lit with joy.
"We did it...!"
"Hey! You actually broke through?!!! Born to crush weights?!!"
Clap-!
They high-fived genuinely thrilled.
Right then.
Seol Harin glanced at Cloé.
A chill smile flickered.
The winner's sneer at the loser.
'No way a lame slave like Senior steals Master... We've built this bond already.'
"?"
Cloé missed the meaning.
Anyway.
The grueling day was ending.
*
A week of training continued.
Cloé suffered constantly, climaxing like day one occasionally.
But not fully masochist yet.
Kim Taeyang ended workouts just before peaks.
Still, Cloé changed slightly.
'Leg day today. Legs feel the best...!'
Thump! Thump!
Leg workouts caused extreme muscle and CNS fatigue.
Beginners usually avoided them.
But Cloé was opposite.
Big pain meant big pleasure.
Her maso instincts peeking out.
Beep beep beep beep-
About to enter Kim Taeyang's room.
Beep-
"?"
Door wouldn't open.
Password wrong?
Retried accurately—same result.
"What? Time's almost up..."
Cloé called Kim Taeyang immediately.
"It's me. At your door. Changed password?"
-Yeah.
"Open up. Tell me the code."
-No.
"Wh-what? Why?"
-Mini Sow. Rest for now. Need to focus train Seol Harin... Urgh! Focus?!!
-Haaah! Kuooooh...!!
Seol Harin's lewd moans leaked through speaker.
Cloé was confused.
No workout from today?!!
"Wait, then where do I-"
-Home workout or school gym, figure it out!! Busy, hanging up!!!
Click.
Cloé's eyes shook.
Harsh reality hit; heart wouldn't calm.
'No more PT...?'
Scorching heat.
Sweat pouring like rain.
Yells and moans assaulting eardrums.
And...
Body pain!
That pain!!
'Can't enjoy it anymore???'
Cloé stood, calmly sorting thoughts.
No reason to panic.
'Wh-what am I thinking...? Him pushing me away is good, right...? Gym at school has PTs too...'
Cloé headed straight to the gym.
.
.
.
"Wow, you're really good. First time working out?"
"...Learned from a friend for a week."
"That friend's amazing. Solid basics!"
Ark's gym had trainers for student welfare.
Cloé's PT was affable hunk, unlike scary Kim Taeyang.
"One more!"
"Urgh...!"
"Okay. Great form. Insane focus. But why grunt 'urgh!'?"
"Won't lift otherwise..."
Workout was easy.
Problem: his personality.
'Why so nice...?!'
Just praise...
Compared to curses and harassment, boring.
"Teacher. Sorry, but can you teach scarier?"
"Haha. Kind coaching's my philosophy."
Trainers were school employees.
Job on line if rude to students.
No way he'd meet her demands if complained.
'No fun... Total bore...'
Cloé pondered.
Didn't like exercise itself.
Without yelling, insulting Kim Taeyang...
Just labor.
"Teacher... Um... Could you call me 'Mini Sow'?"
"Pardon? Mini what?"
"N-never mind..."
Trainer's puzzled face.
Unreasonable request, obvious once said.
'Till failure might differ...'
That instant.
"Good job. That's it for today."
'What bullshit?! Barely sweated...!!!'
Absurdly low intensity.
Suitable for Cloé actually.
Kim Taeyang's was extreme.
"J-just a bit more! Train harder!!"
But Cloé was dyed.
"Cloé, don't overdo. Greed leads to injury—setback. Muscle growth takes time."
"Screw growth...! Please!! 30 min—no, 10!!!"
"No can do. Come tomorrow."
Trainer waved firmly.
Cloé finally snapped.
"What the fuck do I get from this lame-ass weak workout?!!!!"
"?"
Cloé stormed out.
So rough, everyone stared.
'Kim Taeyang...! I need that bastard!!'
Destination: dorm.
Raced there, pounded door.
Passing guys glanced, but ignored.
"Taeyang...!! Kim Taeyang!!! I'm desperate!!! Driving me crazy!!!!"
"......"
"Other guys too nice!!! No trash like you out there!!!!"
"......"
"Open please!! Tell me what I did!! I'll kneel and beg!!! Pound till I break, I'll endure...!! Swallow your protein no gag...!!! Sniff... Huhuk......"
Murmurs.
Crowded hall guys whispering.
Endure till broken...
Swallow protein...
Misunderstanding galore.
Then.
Clack-
Door opened, Kim Taeyang appeared.
"Hey. Mini Sow."
"T-Tayang...!"
Kim Taeyang glared terrifyingly.
Face like punching her.
Clearly furious.
'Why's he mad...?'
Kim Taeyang growled.
"You nuts?"
"S-sorry! But... tell me what I did...?"
"Yelling like that in hall... Forgot you're a citizen before woman? Huh?"
Even now, considering others...!
Admirable morals, even for President Cloé...!!
"Ah... S-sorry......"
"Tch. Apology accepted, come in."
Cloé felt deep shame for her immorality.
Finally entered the room.