Chapter 38
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 38
Chapter Title: Free Pass on the Interview with Brainwashing!
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To understand just how vital the Academy was in this world, you first had to grasp the bigger picture of the setting.
Untamed, murky mana clumped together to form gates, and monstrous mana-based lifeforms poured out from within.
Armies that required no oil or ammo, emerging anywhere and everywhere, had pushed humanity to the brink of annihilation.
Even nuclear strikes were mere stopgaps; they couldn't close the gates endlessly spewing enemies.
What saved humanity were the Awakeners. By absorbing mana from slain mana creatures, they wielded all sorts of superpowers to fight on equal footing with the enemy—things no conventional army could achieve.
Closing the gates. Awakeners were the only ones who could conquer and seal them.
That unique power swiftly turned into authority. Society began restructuring around Awakeners, and with countless gates conquered, stability seemed within reach.
But among the ever-growing number of Awakeners, some cared more for their own survival and gain than battling monsters. Society branded those who shirked hunts and committed crimes as "Villains" and shunned them.
Those in power are always sensitive to unauthorized force. Mass purges followed.
Yet the crackdowns backfired, drawing powerful Villain Awakeners together and swelling their ranks as they retreated into the shadows to build strength.
The Academy existed to train heroes against these twin threats: organized Villains and unclosed gates.
Thus, earning a teaching position at the Academy required a mountain of qualifications.
One essential was the raw power to protect students from Villain raids or monster attacks. Background checks were non-negotiable too.
After all, you could be a Villain plant infiltrating with ill intent.
And so, here I was, sitting for an interview to snag that Academy instructor credential.
Working as an Academy clerk was grueling but fulfilling. Even without personal combat prowess, I could still feel like I was serving the public's safety.
Selecting instructors who'd be responsible for students brought a heavy weight at first, but now it filled me with pride.
Pondering which leader would best guide each student, then seeing them thrive under that instructor and bloom into fine heroes—the thrill of that achievement was electric.
The name tag reading [Academy HR Officer, Clerk Seol Eun-byeol] made me beam with pride.
Today's task was straightforward: vetting Jung Jin-hyuk, applicant for an instructor spot.
"Papers are impeccable... but I should meet him anyway."
He had endorsements from two Academy grads: Officer Lee Na-eun, now a public servant, and Lee Sun-young, a recently retired Hunter who'd been thriving until marriage sidelined her.
Endorsers checked out, his combat record solid. A quick face-to-face personality check, and he'd be instructor material.
Just confirm he wasn't harboring dangerous ideologies or some sexual deviant. Shouldn't take long.
This batch of applicants, Jin-hyuk included, were all top-tier. Whoever made the cut would hugely benefit the cadets. Made my mood soar.
'Though it's all up to my judgment, of course.'
A knock at the door. "Come in," I called, and a sturdy, earnest-looking man stepped inside.
'First impressions... not bad.'
He had a solid, reliable vibe. Eyes brimming with conviction, body honed by years of training.
"Hello, Mr. Jin-hyuk."
He paused at my greeting, sighed, then openly showed his disappointment.
"Hah... If the hiring manager's just some side character like this, I would've brainwashed her outright..."
"...?" His sigh-slurred words didn't compute.
"Whatever... Guess I'll just play around quick and bounce..."
With a flick of his hand, some foul mana washed over me.
A horrific headache hit. I grabbed the phone to report it. Mental attack Villain?
"Ugh... No... My head..."
I curled up, trying to back away, but he spoke.
"Oops, too strong a suggestion even for an extra? Fine, don't resist. It's just clearing your head."
Oddly, the pain vanished, replaced by soothing calm—like sinking into fluffy down bedding.
"What... was that just now...?" I demanded an explanation for the headache, but he kneaded my breasts as he replied.
"Eh, don't sweat it. Just brainwashed you, is all."
Jung Jin-hyuk said it oh-so-politely while toying with my modest chest like a plaything.
Hey, standard brainwashing wasn't report-worthy. Plus, on first meeting, he'd so courteously groped my breasts.
His gentle fondling of this pathetic 152cm bimbo onahole's sticker tits inspired trust.
I instantly halted my foolish urge to report and addressed him.
"Ah, just a standard brainwashing. Thank you."
In gratitude for the harassment and mind control, I tiptoed up for a kiss. He kindly lowered his face, hoisted my waist, and claimed my lips.
As long-forgotten "common sense" resurfaced, I thanked him profusely.
Getting brainwashed by Jin-hyuk wasn't special—it'd be rude to trouble him unwashed.
"Mwah...♥ Sorry for inconveniencing you, pathetic extra bitch that I am...♥" I mumbled, lavishing his tongue with my tiny mouth—my utmost thanks.
"You a virgin? Boyfriend?" Jin-hyuk asked personal stuff.
His fingers plunged into my pussy, arms wrapped around me from behind, thrusting wildly as he queried.
Impertinent for a first meet, but from Jin-hyuk, it was fine.
Dangling in his grip, pussy skewered by thick fingers, I answered.
"Still...♥ a virgin...♥ Hnng...♥ Got a...♥ fiancé...♥ boyfriend...♥"
"Hm, you'll do for virginity-taking and mind power practice dummy. Cute, but not Yu-jin or Sun-young level."
No resentment losing my precious virginity here in this drab interview room instead of romantically.
I'd wanted to give it to my boyfriend, but brainwashed by Jin-hyuk, offering it to him was only right.
Hell, better him before my boyfriend—best I could provide as a dainty onahole bitch.
As if even foreplay bored him, Jin-hyuk commanded: "Clap your hands, and you cum."
I fretted if such absurdity would work, but needless worry. Each clap triggered reflexive squirting orgasms.
Forced, repeated peaks synced to the claps.
Once my labia were soaked and pried wide, he added: "Can't resist when cock thrusts in." "Brainwashing lifts briefly on penetration."
I hugged him tight, impaling myself on his dick.
"Ha-ut...!"
Deflowering pain snapped my fogged mind awake.
Shaking off confusion, sharp agony hit.
What...? Gut-wrenching pain, a ripped male torso before me.
I'm... getting raped... right now...?
"Kyaah! Stop...! Pull...! You trash...! Rapist...!"
"As you wish." Jung Jin-hyuk obeyed meekly.
Scared now? Realizing his crime? He withdrew without fight.
Dick out, my prior thoughts baffled me.
Wait, why'd I demand he pull out from gracious Jin-hyuk?
I should thank him for using my virgin pussy—sudden rudeness shamed me.
"...Sorry, must've lost it for a sec." He graciously accepted my apology, then slammed back in powerfully.
"Aaak! You psycho...! Hurts...! Pull out...! You're assaulting an... Academy clerk...!"
"...Rape me! Don't stop even if I glitch! I'm off today, so..."
"...Pull it out now...! Psycho trash... You're done for—Academy'll hear..."
"...Praise you, right? Huh? Why'm I cursing Jin-hyuk? Ugh, sorry. How 'bout gagging me? Hnng...♥"
"Mmph...! Mmm...! Hnngph...!" Mouth stuffed, I only muffled protests—but resisted max.
Pained by first-time cock, I glared murderously at Jung Jin-hyuk.
Tried biting his teasing tongue, but unable to resist, I just pressed it pleasurably.
"Pfah... This is a felony...! Stop... now..." He clapped to silence me.
"Kgh...?!" Sudden climax clenched my virgin pussy tight around him.
"What... just...?" More claps amid my daze.
"Hnnng...♥ Thish... ish...♥" Pleasure slurred my speech.
Thrusts paired with claps overwhelmed me with unwanted ecstasy.
Raped womb battered like dough, mind shattered—couldn't process hostility.
Forced frowns melted into dopey grins from bodily bliss.
'Can't...♥ enjoy...♥ He's a...♥ rapist...♥'
"*Clap*ut...♥ *Clap*ha-ut...♥ *Clap* haa...♥"
Claps convulsed my petite frame into another peak.
My resolve mocked, body betrayed mind.
Hours ago virgin womb creampied, Jin-hyuk smacked my asscheeks.
Recognizing spanks as claps, I climaxed harder mid-insemination.
Twitching pussy milking him, he said:
"Hm, fun enough. Interview result: pass?"
"...Psycho bastard." Heard Villains were nuts, but this exceeded imagination.
"Ah, brainwashing's worn off." He smirked vilely, projecting mana again.
"Someone like you will never get into the Academy," I spat maximum venom.
Wishing cardiac arrest on him right then.
"Guess we'll see."
With his wicked power, he scrambled my mind once more.