Chapter 11
Chapter 11
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 11
Chapter Title: No Panties for Class
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It's sweat, I suppose!
A faint trace right in the center of her panties.
It was a tiny amount, but anyone could tell at a glance.
No way something this slippery could be urine.
It wasn't a reaction to me saying I'd use her panties as a side dish.
She was already panty-less by then.
So it had to be from before that.
"Did she get wet from groping my chest?"
Or did just the idea of handing over her panties do it?
Either way, both were pretty perverted.
She was definitely hiding some seriously filthy desires.
But I didn't say it out loud.
After handing me her panties, she was rubbing her thighs together, totally flustered—if I piled on even one more word, she might explode.
Her?
No.
Me.
If she straight-up admitted she got wet because of me, I wouldn't be able to hold back right here.
Honestly, wasn't this a fucking turn-on?
Han Chae-ah, the goddess of Yeonsung University, obediently following my every word.
Handing over the panties she'd just been wearing, not knowing what to do with herself—how often does a situation like that come along?
Never.
Just this much had my lower half straining tight already.
One step further, and I'd blow all this pent-up lust—I gritted my teeth and endured.
"With the mood right now, she might even go for it if I suggested a quickie."
She gave me her panties already—what's to stop her from more?
The rising desire crept up on me too, and I clenched my jaw.
This was a line we couldn't cross.
My instincts were screaming it.
At least not yet.
"Fucking shame."
Letting this slut—who took off her own panties and handed them over—walk away like this.
Sending off that girl, flustered because going without panties felt so weird.
Maybe I felt a little bad about it.
Or maybe I just wanted to tease her more.
"Sniiiif."
I brought her panties to my face and inhaled deeply.
A lewd scent hit me.
Even the faint smell of Han Chae-ah's skin lingered.
Her panties smelled amazing too.
Is it because her skin smells so good?
Turning me on hard.
"W-What are you doing?"
"I just got these warm, fresh-off-you panties. Feels like a waste to skip savoring them."
"A-Ah..."
It was such a good smell, I wanted to keep sniffing.
The redder her face got, the stronger the thrill of corruption.
Made me want to tease her even more.
Han Chae-ah, beet red and helpless.
Every time I inhaled, she twitched...
"She's definitely feeling it."
You like this humiliating situation, huh?
Masochist vibes.
"T-That's dirty!"
"Not dirty. Smells great."
"G-Great...?"
"Yeah. Makes me wanna sniff more."
She chewed her lip at that.
Looked like she had something to say.
I changed the subject.
"It's wet here."
"Huh? W-Where?"
"The panties. You didn't get turned on from touching my chest, did you?"
"W-Wh-What kinda weird talk is that! I'm not some loose girl!"
Strong denial means admission, right?
"Oh yeah?"
"Of course! What's there even to touch? S-Sunbaenim's chest is super unappealing! No one likes a chest that's just all muscle!"
Words speeding up.
Over-the-top reaction too.
She enjoyed it good.
"Guess it's sweat then."
"Y-Yeah, obviously! I-It was hot today, so a little sw-sweat..."
Her face looked ready to burst.
Her eyes darted down desperately as she made excuses.
This girl—I could tell what she wanted.
Too bad, but that's it for today.
"Go on now."
"F-For real, just like this?"
"Yeah. You're not expecting more, are you?"
"Wh-What weird thing to say!"
She yelled, cutting me off.
"Guess we're done here then."
"Eek..."
"I'll put these to good use."
"D-Don't use them."
"Then why'd you give them?"
I asked, still holding her warm panties.
"Eek... B-Because you asked."
"So what I do with them is up to me."
"..."
She had nothing to say.
Just squirming and twitching.
"Should I follow her to class?"
Wonder what she'd look like during lecture.
"Nah. It was for the quest anyway."
I said I'd use them as a side dish, but I never really planned to.
Just got caught up in the moment.
Imagining me groping her chest—she'd probably love hearing that.
This vibe.
Whenever things got lewd, Han Chae-ah couldn't say no.
"Maybe she's just the type who can't refuse from the start."
Couldn't turn down that Yang guy's offer either, just hemmed and hawed.
Though her expression was different back then.
"She was disgusted then."
Now? She was clearly excited.
"Go on. I'll handle your panties."
"I-I'm gonna get revenge."
"Looking forward to it."
She shuffled off awkwardly.
Skirt on, worrying how to hide going commando.
I watched her back.
Something glistening below her thighs.
Without panties to cover it.
Her juices were flowing.
Wonder what a mess under that skirt?
Curiosity was driving me nuts.
"She gonna sit through class like that?"
She'll buy new ones at least.
Even a total perv has limits.
Quest reward time.
Nailed it so good, even extra rewards.
"Candidates overflowing with desire, huh."
Means Han Chae-ah isn't the only one?
Liked the sound of that.
Han Chae-ah alone had my heart racing—what if there were more?
Hitting me right now: my life, once just Stargram scrolling, was changing.
"Anyway..."
What to do with these panties?
I took them, but.
Still warm, carrying Han Chae-ah's scent—pink panties in hand.
"Should I really use them?"
Han Chae-ah faced the crisis of her life.
"N-No panties?"
"Yeah, we're all out this time. Got stockings—want those instead?"
"...N-No, it's fine."
No panties.
After Kim Jinwoo took hers, she hit up the campus convenience stores for replacements.
They had everything.
But both stores said no panties in stock.
Why?
Why this trial now?
"Did that sunbae plan this too?"
Just unlucky coincidence.
Early semester rush meant they skimped on restocking undies, and last night's booze-up from another department cleared out the last ones.
Those two things hit Han Chae-ah at the worst time.
Nothing to do with Kim Jinwoo.
"Ughhh..."
Head home?
Skip class—no-show wouldn't be so bad.
"How am I supposed to sit through lecture like this."
Nothing down there—felt so empty.
That emptiness where it shouldn't be? Humiliating.
Every breeze made her flinch in fear, hands clamping her skirt if it fluttered.
"H-How to handle this..."
Shouldn't have given them.
Shouldn't have handed her precious panties to that guy.
But.
"Couldn't refuse."
Unlike other requests from guys.
Not the kind that made her chest tighten and mood sour just hearing them.
A little.
Heart-pounding request.
Breath quickening, pulse racing.
Like.
Doing something bad.
She wanted to refuse, but not really—in another way.
Yeah.
Didn't want to refuse.
Wanted to grant that request.
Just that.
"Makes me not a good girl anymore."
Granted it, became the bad girl.
Opposite of how she'd lived till now.
"Gotta... attend class."
Just going to class was doing something naughty now.
Showing up to sacred lecture panty-less—a pervert move.
Not because she's a perv.
Kim Jinwoo's the perv.
The guy who stole her panties, forcing her into no-pants class—he's the bad one.
She was just swept up.
"Doing bad things..."
Might feel good.
Han Chae-ah's lips twitched up.
Wonder what it's like, only one without panties in class.
What would Kim Jinwoo say seeing this?
Call her a perv again?
"Gotta clap back properly next time."
Say it's 'cause of you.
Her heart raced oddly.
Leaving the store, a lewd smile crept on Han Chae-ah's lips.
"Hah, hah."
Ended up doing it.
Didn't want to.
Used her panties as a side dish.
"Couldn't hold back."
Back in my nearby off-campus room, reality hit—what I'd done.
Leaving them unused felt disrespectful to the panties.
Plus, I'd already declared it to her.
She knows.
What I'd do with them.
"Given Han Chae-ah's traits so far, she's probably doing something herself right now."
Though class might stop her.
Anyway, couldn't resist.
"Gotta wash these before giving back."
Can't return 'em like this.
Sorry, Chae-ah.
It is what it is.
"She probably bought new ones by now?"
Campus stores sell 'em—she'd have grabbed some.
Unless total perv, no way she'd class bare.
Sage mode now: more worried about her than lust.
Did I go too far?
Shoulda returned 'em right there?
"Kinda sorry."
How vast is the sage's heart?
Replaying self-criticism, reflecting on my actions.
Then.
Ding!
Sexgram alert: new private post.
Only one account I follow.
Han Chae-ah.
Private posts from her? Purpose obvious.
"Another one?"
Ain't she in class?
What the hell's she thinking?
Wasn't gonna check.
Planned to skip even if it popped.
Sage Kim Jinwoo is magnanimous.
Knows his recent actions were wrong.
But.
With her lower-half cloth still fresh.
Curious what fantasies from a maybe-panty-less her.
No way she's still bare, right?
Going to class commando.
That's total perv shit.
"Video" made me swallow hard.
Switched to public view.
The semi-transparent window showed.
-Hah, hah.
Han Chae-ah, secretly panting in the lecture hall.
-What if someone notices? Getting caught here would be disaster.
-Shoulda worn some after all?
-But sunbae said it: no panties during class, ever.
She was fantasizing about me.
Getting off imagining me.
Even making up shit I never said.
Twice now.
"This bitch is pissing off my dick."
For real, should I just fuck her?