Chapter 48
Chapter 48
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 48
Chapter Title: Group Assignment (1)
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It was unforgettable.
The lewd thing I'd done with Choi Ye-won in that classroom everyone used.
Our secret time together in a place where we absolutely shouldn't have.
It kept replaying in my head, refusing to fade.
'This is bad.'
Sumata.
We hadn't actually inserted, but we'd allowed our genitals to rub right up against each other.
A secretive, naughty act.
Those moments filled with non-everyday thrill kept flashing back in my mind.
Honestly, I never thought it'd go that far.
I figured we'd just leave some hickeys on each other's bodies and call it a night.
But the moment Ye-won pulled down my pants and started teasing me...
I couldn't hold back.
And in the end...
'We went all the way.'
I even came on her body.
Haa.
"I'm insane."
What guy could resist a body like that?
How could anyone just pass on Choi Ye-won's perfectly sculpted figure?
How do you ignore a girl begging you to do it to her?
No red-blooded man could.
Close my eyes, and there it was.
Choi Ye-won stripping naked in front of me, seducing me.
But our fun didn't stop there.
Choi Ye-won sent two photos and a one-minute video.
In the screen, there she was in front of her studio apartment mirror, slowly pulling open her collar to show off the hickeys I'd left. Her face was hidden by the camera, so I couldn't see her expression.
But that pose.
Choi Ye-won sending me the naughty photos just like I'd asked—it was insanely erotic.
The second photo showed her ass, the one I'd spanked.
Choi Ye-won, pants pulled down just enough to expose her panties, snapping a pic of her butt.
So lewd.
So damn hot.
This girl really knows how to piss off a cock.
Her hair was casually swept back, but that only made her sexier.
Her pale neckline on full display—how fucking erotic was that?
The video showed her naked, masturbating alone.
In the mirror, her hand fondled her pussy and ass.
It was a video of her spilling out her deepest desires.
She sent the message right after the video, and I wondered why—then it clicked.
It was a short clip of her masturbating.
Drooling with her juices.
Squelch, squelch.
Her fingers moving fast—it was so brief, it left me wanting more.
Of course, it didn't capture her climax.
I was certain she'd cum. She was the type who, once ignited, burned wild.
Obviously.
She must've been fantasizing about our hottest moment.
If so, she wouldn't have stopped.
True to my word, I sent her a video too.
Me jerking off.
While watching the video she'd sent me, no less.
Even I thought it was sleazy as hell. Was sending this okay?
But a promise was a promise.
I tossed the DM casually and hit send.
No reply.
She'd clearly read it, but no response.
But I knew.
She watched that video over and over.
Couldn't hold back.
Knowing that, I didn't send another message.
No need to hound a busy girl.
It'd just be a bother.
And so, we each savored the afterglow in our own time.
The problem was how intense that afterglow was.
"Hoo."
This morning in the shower, I couldn't focus because of the marks she'd left. On my thigh.
Her face buried there, sucking away—the memory lingered.
Damn it.
Kim Jinwoo of all people, hung up on something like that.
Past me would've called this version a pathetic wimp.
The impact was so huge, I hadn't even checked the quest reward from yesterday properly.
When I finally did, it was just an admin privileges level-up. Nothing special.
Increased follower capacity and occasional item handouts?
A letdown.
Cheap reward for the difficulty.
'Did it think that was easy?'
Maybe.
If so, it made sense.
Sexgram clearly rated the process as low difficulty.
But come on.
We went beyond that—shouldn't there be bonus rewards?
You bastard.
If it'd ended neatly, fine, but we pushed to the brink. Where's the overtime pay?
Making me feel shortchanged. Not cool.
Some of us are risking our lives here, and you skimp on rewards?
Not that I expected a reply.
It always paid based on results, so I trusted it'd handle it.
Even if it was always gunning for my life(?).
It wasn't stingy.
Today was just a morning lecture.
And...
The day for the group project meetup with Han Chae-ah.
No afternoon classes for either of us, so with the weekend ahead...
We met at the café early.
"We've sorted the data. Now just compile it with what Han Chae-ah brings."
Professor Choi Ik-hyeon's group project didn't want flashy PPTs.
It was joint research and report-making, no presentation.
For third-years, the topic wasn't too tough.
If you'd studied the field steadily, undergrads could nail it in a week's grind.
As a weekly exam substitute, the only killer was the frequency—not the difficulty.
'Condensing to four pages is the tricky part, though...'
We'll manage.
Han Chae-ah's smart.
We got this.
But...
'What now with Han Chae-ah?'
Thinking about it, things had escalated with her too.
The Chinese restaurant incident.
Groping her breasts, asking her panty color daily.
Now things were advancing with Ye-won.
What happens to her then?
'Tricky.'
Truth is, I'm a greedy guy.
Never really enjoyed college life.
Before that, middle/high school—even elementary and kindergarten—girls were rare in my life.
So the greed grew.
Wanting more women.
But they say living that greedily shortens your life.
'Should I quit?'
Life-risk quests? Maybe ask Ye-won for help.
Her backup would clear them safely.
But...
'Ending it like this feels like a waste...'
Haa.
No clue.
I'm not the type to agonize over this.
But here we are.
Still...
'People who come, we don't usually turn away.'
Why block them?
They're coming because they like it.
Especially a pervert like Han Chae-ah—she'd love it more.
Filled with filthy desires.
"Sunbae, what're you thinking about?"
Han Chae-ah arrived.
"You're early? Didn't you say class ran late?"
"Mm, Professor ended it sooner than expected."
"Lucky. What do you want to drink?"
"...Before that, don't you have something to say first?"
What?
She shot me a pouty glare, like she was mad at my words.
What's with her suddenly?
She wasn't like this usually.
Was there something off in my greeting?
Just a normal hello, right?
Didn't think so.
I looked at her puzzled, and she pursed her lips, tilting her head.
Then she glanced around and leaned into my ear.
"You didn't ask what color panties I'm wearing today."
"......"
"I wore really pretty ones today?"
This vixen.
How am I supposed to hold back?
Fucking tease.
Making my dick throb.
"That pretty, huh?"
"Yeah. You'd be shocked if you saw."
Her beaming smile.
Even laced with dark lust, her innocent looks made it seem pure.
Anyone watching would think she had good news.
No way they'd peg her as a desperate panty-flasher.
Infuriating girl.
Maybe I expected too much.
It made me petty instead.
No quest, but I'd indulged her dirty urges daily—plus my own curiosity.
Today called for a twist.
"Not curious."
"...Huh?"
Han Chae-ah's eyes went wide in shock.
"D-Did I hear wrong? What'd you just say?"
"Not curious. What panties you're wearing."
"Wha? Huh?"
She blinked at me, flustered.
"S-Sunbae, what do you mean? Suddenly...?"
"You a pervert or what? Why beg me to ask your panty color? Forgot why we're here today?"
Group project, duh.
Not here for pervert shit like at the Chinese place.
No answer to my calm question.
Instead...
"......"
She pouted, cheeks puffed out.
Unmistakably sulky.
Not asking about her panties—that hurtful?
True pervert.
Denies it, but horniest girl I've met.
Not that I've deep-talked enough women to count on fingers.
"I-I put effort into picking them..."
"Whatever. Lots to do today—share your data first."
I pushed colder on purpose.
Work time now.
Not for dirty desires.
After unloading with Ye-won yesterday, I was basically in sage mode.
Arch-sage level.
She glared furiously at my arch-sage vibe, but whatever.
No need to dance to her whims.
Even if we do it sometimes.
'Work first.'
Project priority.
Don't wanna fail.
"You said you're not a pervert? Then why keep pushing that stuff?"
"I-I don't! I wasn't even thinking about it!"
Her speech got shaky in panic.
"G-Go ahead, ask. I really won't tell. I wore such pretty ones. I could even show you."
That last bit tempted me.
Showing, not just telling? Might bite.
But nah.
More important than panties now.
And...
Same old pattern gets boring, right?
You think so too?
"No need to tell."
"Argh..."
Used to be the opposite.
Me begging to know.
Her annoyed, refusing.
Roles reversed?
And like she read my mind...
Tease Her
📍 Target: Make her desperately beg first
Sexgram dropped the perfect quest.
We really vibe.