Heroine Event - Cha Yeri's Gentle Reprimand
Cha Yeri grabbed my hand and dragged me straight to the school’s student council office. This is why power is so sweet. I never imagined she’d actually come to the student council room on a weekend.
“There’s a lot of blood on your hand… Go wash it in the bathroom.”
“It’s fine.”
“It’s an order from the president. Go wash your hands right now. I won’t accept any refusal.”
“Does the vice president not have the right to refuse?”
“You can’t. Your rank is lower than mine.”
She’s really pulling rank here? If you’re that upset about it, you should’ve become president yourself. Still, she’s right.
“Then I guess I have no choice. Let’s go wash our hands together. Your hands aren’t looking much better either, Madam President.”
She’d been gripping my wrist the whole way here, so a bit of blood had gotten on her hands too.
“Fine. Once we’re done, come straight back to the student council office. Don’t even think about running off.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
I gave a half-hearted reply and headed for the bathroom. The moment I turned on the faucet and tried to wash my hands, the pain I’d been holding back finally exploded.
Agh, shit. This fucking hurts like hell.
Moving my hands to rinse off the blood sent sharp agony shooting through them. I’d been throwing punches without holding back and ended up scraping the skin raw. I wanted to make a big fuss and yell, but the women’s bathroom was right next door. I held it in, not wanting Cha Yeri to hear me scream.
Keeping up the tough-guy act isn’t as easy as it looks.
It took a long time to wash my hands while carefully avoiding the scraped parts. After roughly shaking off the water, I returned to the student council office to find Cha Yeri already sitting comfortably, waiting for me.
“Took you a while.”
“Yeah, well… I was being thorough.”
“It wasn’t because your hands hurt, was it? Let me see them.”
She really is sharp. I hid both hands behind my back so she couldn’t see them.
“Haah… That pointless pride of yours… I really feel like I’m raising a child.”
Cha Yeri let out a strange observation as she sat on the central sofa instead of her usual desk where she handled work alone. She gestured at the first-aid kit on the table.
“Come here. Let me look at your wounds.”
The brown bottle in her hand was the one people usually called “red medicine” rather than by its proper name, povidone. The second I saw it, I shook my head. That stuff stings like crazy on scraped skin. The fact that she’d taken it out meant she already knew exactly how bad my hands were.
“Just give me a band-aid.”
“It needs to be disinfected properly. What if bacteria gets in the wound?”
“Then just hand me the whole first-aid kit. I’ll take care of it myself.”
“Don’t tell me… you’re scared of this?”
“……”
“Pfft.”
When I scratched my cheek like I was in a tough spot, a small laugh burst out of Cha Yeri. That kind of gap in her behavior really works on women. As her brow slowly began to furrow, I decided this was far enough and sat on the sofa, offering my hand.
“It’s more scraped than I thought.”
“This much is a badge of honor for a man… Hiss! Ow, ow, that hurts…!”
Cha Yeri pressed the povidone stick directly onto the wound. Holy crap, it felt like my flesh was being seared with a branding iron.
“Ah. Sorry. I messed up the pressure.”
“That’s too much. Anyone could see you did that on purpose.”
“If you keep talking nonsense, I might get startled and make another mistake.”
“You have such a pretty way of saying ‘shut the hell up.’”
I should just smear this povidone all over her pussy and make her dance the o-mang-ko.
Fortunately, she disinfected the rest of the wounds without any more “accidents” and carefully applied band-aids one by one. Even after the emergency treatment was done, Cha Yeri kept holding my hand and staring at it intently.
“Do you still have business with it?”
It was my way of telling her to let go already. She, who had been spacing out for a moment, simply released my hand without much reaction.
“It’s just… your hands are prettier than I expected. I was a little surprised.”
The sudden compliment on my hands left me stunned. I never imagined Cha Yeri would praise my hands.
“Huh…?”
“Why are you so shocked over one little compliment? Anyway, ahem…”
She cleared her throat, apparently embarrassed by my reaction and trying to change the subject. Then, furrowing her brow as if the real conversation was only now beginning, she continued.
“What on earth were you thinking, jumping into that situation? Do you have more than one life?”
The mood had been so nice just moments ago. After dangling the carrot, she cracked the whip. I was dumbfounded but answered in a gentle tone.
“Even in this situation, you’re still scolding me, Madam President.”
“Just answer the question.”
“Of course a person only has one life.”
“Knowing that, the fact that you still chose to jump in—”
“But you only have one life too, Madam President.”
“……”
Her mouth clamped shut. She seemed to be imagining what would have happened if I hadn’t intervened. The average person would probably think it would’ve been Cha Yeri lying there instead of that beggar bastard. However, even if I hadn’t stopped it, Cha Yeri wouldn’t have been stabbed. I’d seen Kang Suho trying to jump in to take her place. But Cha Yeri didn’t know that. So she was probably picturing herself collapsed after being stabbed.
“I am grateful for that…”
“It’s not that you’re thinking gratefully—you are grateful. Say it properly.”
“You’re right. Thanks to you, I didn’t get hurt. Thank you for saving me…”
Just hearing those words of thanks made jumping in worth it. Feeling good from the sincerity behind her gratitude, I said,
“Then there’s no need for the scolding. In the end, neither of us got hurt and it wrapped up nicely.”
“Are you really okay?”
“Are you worried about me right now?”
“Yeah, I’m worried. Is it wrong for me to worry?”
“What? Ah, it’s not wrong, but…”
I hadn’t expected her to affirm it, so I stuttered in confusion. Cha Yeri’s changed demeanor was hard to get used to.
“Why do you look so surprised?”
“I was trying to tease you, but… when you respond like that, it throws me off a little…”
Seeing me mumbling, Cha Yeri let out a small snort.
“The fact that you’re still trying to joke around in this situation proves that aside from your hands, you’re perfectly fine.”
“I’m completely fine. If anything, it’s a shame I didn’t get hurt worse in your place and miss out on receiving your deep concern, Madam President.”
“Hehe. You don’t have to feel sorry about that. I’m worrying about you quite a lot right now.”
Cha Yeri, who had been gazing at me, suddenly gave a tender smile. The moment I saw it, my vision went dizzy. It was a refreshing smile I had never once seen from her before. It was so beautiful I wondered if such a person could truly exist in this world. If she smiles at me like that, I really won’t be able to hold back. Setting aside my constantly twitching cock, that sight genuinely moved me. It felt like watching a hedgehog that had always bristled with thorns finally lay every single one down and rub its nose directly against my hand.
The desperate memories of everything I’d done to make her lower those thorns flashed rapidly through my mind. Cha Yeri had finally opened her heart to me. Now that I’ve come this far, I will never give up on you.
“Why are you smiling like that?”
“Because it feels good.”
“What feels good?”
“Seeing the president say embarrassing things without hesitation. It’s embarrassing, but I like it. Have you perhaps fallen for me?”
If you’ve fallen for me, just say it. I’ll make you my onahole too. Me, Jeong Sua, and Cha Yeri. The three of us should have a threesome.
“H-hey, stop talking nonsense! Just because I treated you kindly once, you’re getting ahead of yourself… Huh?”
Her voice suddenly dropped as she noticed the torn part of my clothes. She seemed to have remembered the fact that I was perfectly fine even after being stabbed.
“You definitely didn’t get stabbed in my place, right?”
“That’s right.”
“You were stabbed with a knife but there’s no blood… How is that possible?”
“It’s because of this.”
When I lifted my t-shirt in front of her, Cha Yeri flinched, then focused intently on my abdomen. More precisely, on the reference book tucked into the waistband of my pants.
“Whoa~ Who would’ve thought shoving a reference book there would actually save me. Hahaha.”
I laughed shamelessly and scratched my head. The sight left Cha Yeri completely dumbfounded. She was probably thinking, Does that even make sense?
“Why on earth do you keep a reference book there?”
“It’s annoying to carry it around. It’s surprisingly convenient like this. Next time you find it bothersome to carry things, try it too, Madam President.”
“No, that’s not what I’m saying. To dismiss this as just good luck… Ah, never mind. There’s no way I could ever understand you.”
When Cha Yeri let out a sigh, I simply shrugged my shoulders as if it were no big deal. She seemed to have given up on trying to understand. Well, considering all the things I’ve done to her until now, that reaction makes sense.
“Well, thanks to that, one reference book saved one life, so I guess I was lucky.”
“Yeah. It was simply luck. If it had stabbed somewhere other than your stomach…”
“Then I would’ve had the honor of dying in your place.”
“Stop joking…”
“I’m not joking. You already know I’m aiming for you, Madam President.”
“……”
Cha Yeri silently drank the coffee that had been on the table. She keeps drinking coffee like that—won’t she end up wetting the bed tonight?
After staying silent for a long time as if choosing her words carefully, Cha Yeri finally spoke.
“So… was that why you hugged me and cried like that?”
“Ah… I’d barely managed to forget it, and now you’re bringing it up again… Dragging out someone’s embarrassing memory they want to forget is just plain malicious…”
Feeling embarrassed, I roughly scratched my head. The eyes looking at me curved beautifully like crescent moons as she smiled. Even if it was an act, crying in front of a woman is embarrassing even for me.
“It looks hopeless. How about giving up?”
“Wow, is that something you say to the person who took a knife for you? I didn’t think you were such a sharp-tongued person, Madam President.”
“I’m saying it for your sake. Don’t cling to something that has no chance.”
I don’t think it’s impossible at all? Just from seeing how much you’ve changed, it looks like I’ve gained a massive amount of favorability.
Slightly furrowing my brow, I slowly moved closer to her side.
“Madam President.”
“Yes?”
“Next time, you’ll go on a date with me, right?”
“A date?”
“Because of you, my reference book ended up like this. You need to take responsibility and go buy a new one with me.”
Cha Yeri stood with her arms crossed, seriously considering it. Since I was also her savior, she couldn’t coldly refuse. Now, while that sense of debt remained, was the perfect time to suggest a date.
“Alright. I do share some responsibility for your reference book ending up in that state. And since you did save me, I’ll accommodate you as much as possible.”
“As expected, you’re wonderful. The way you properly reward hard work is one of the ten thousand reasons I like you, Madam President.”
“You could’ve just said ‘understood,’ but you always have to make such a big deal out of it…”
“You like it, yet you’re pretending to be embarrassed.”
“W-who said I like it!”
Even while pretending to hate it, the smile trying to break through on her face was obvious. Lies.
I grinned and returned home with a great achievement. Today was incredibly satisfying.
“Hyung! Are you hurt anywhere?”
Having to deal with this useless bastard’s concern is annoying, but…