Chapter 90
Chapter 90
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 90
Chapter Title: Lunch Isn't That Important
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It had been a while since I'd seen Kim Young-han at lunch.
I'd been dumped by the Lucy and Lumi twins, who said they sometimes needed time just for the two of them, and that I should go play with someone else.
Well, we had been stuck together every single day lately.
With no other choice, I'd gone to the next option on my list: Kim Young-han.
"Sorry. I already have plans to eat with someone. Let's grab food later."
"Yeah, sure..."
Dumped here too.
Kim Young-han could've paid a little more attention to me for once.
'Where should I go now.'
To think my circle of friends was this small.
I seriously considered heading to Professor Im Sol.
But even though I was closer to her than most cadets, there was still a bit of a business-like vibe between us.
Was it too awkward to show up at lunchtime just to ask her to eat together?
Besides, going to a professor because you have no friends to eat with wasn't exactly normal.
"Maybe I should just eat alone. That'd probably be the most comfortable anyway."
Oh, right—one more person came to mind.
There was someone in the academy who'd always welcome me, no matter when I dropped by.
"Nurse Teacher, your unworthy disciple has come calling."
I set the infirmary as my destination and started walking.
The infirmary was close to the central fountain in Victoria Academy, with plenty of restaurants nearby—a great spot for lunch.
By the time I reached the front of the infirmary, there was a long line stretching out from the main entrance.
"What the hell? Why are there so many people?"
This wasn't usually the case... Oh, right. Practical exams today.
Even without injuries, there could be mental trauma, and most injuries happened during training rather than real combat anyway.
Lots of guys probably pushed too hard during the exam prep and got hurt.
That must be it.
"Damn it. Do I really have to wait in this?"
It looked like at least 30 minutes... At that point, what was the use of coming here for lunch?
I was about to give up and leave when I figured since I'd come this far, I'd at least peek inside. So I approached the glass door.
"Excuse me. You can't get too close. There's a line here... Huh? Cadet Lee Ho-yeon?"
A student worker guiding the line called out to me.
I was just peeking for a second, and they were being so strict.
This is why being famous is tough.
"Ah, yeah. Sorry. I was just taking a quick look. I'll head out."
"No, that's not it. Please wait a moment."
I bowed apologetically, worried about getting photographed, and turned to leave, but the student worker grabbed me.
Chijik—
The student worker started contacting someone via their smartwatch.
"Yes, yes. Cadet Lee Ho-yeon is here. Should I let him in?"
The response came through an earbud, audible only to the cadet, so I couldn't make out the conversation.
"Got it. Um, Cadet Lee Ho-yeon?"
"Yes."
"This way, please. They said to escort you separately."
"Me?"
"Nurse Teacher mentioned you're undergoing important ongoing treatment that requires frequent visits... Is that not the case?"
"Ah... Yeah. That's right."
I nearly blurted out what bullshit is this but quickly pieced it together.
Baek A-young must've pulled some strings so I could come right in.
Worked for me.
With the cadet's guidance, I entered the infirmary.
It was a place I still couldn't get used to, no matter how many times I saw it, but I opened the door marked "Infirmary" and there sat Baek A-young in a chair.
Her blue eyes focused sharply on me, and her mouth fell open unnaturally.
"Hey, A-young."
"Whoa, you came?"
Baek A-young stared at me with wide eyes, trembling slightly.
Her hands clutched at her blouse over her chest, treating me like some hazardous material.
Anyone seeing this would think I'd forced my way in.
💖 Heroine Status 💖 ❤️ Favorability: 85 (+0.3) 💋 Lust: 80 🍽️ Appetite: 30 😴 Fatigue: 55 Current Status: F-Finally... he came. I'll wrap up infirmary duties first... 'I came here to eat lunch...'
Baek A-young had way too high expectations of me.
"Uh, A-young. I came to eat lunch together. You're working surprisingly hard..."
"What do you mean 'surprisingly'? It's busier here than at the Association."
"Oh..."
Yeah, the Association was laid-back on non-dispatch days, but here, injuries poured in every day.
"It's good for you, though. You get to treat lots of people."
"True, but... there are a lot of malingerers..."
"Ah."
So it wasn't the injured guys—it was dudes coming just to see Baek A-young. No wonder the line was full of men.
What to do? She was mine, after all. I couldn't let her be these guys' peep show.
"I'll talk to the Student Council President and make sure this never happens again."
"H-Huh? You don't have to go that far... I like treating people."
"I can't stand it."
"What?"
I approached Baek A-young, who still didn't grasp the situation, and gripped her shoulders firmly.
"You need to know your place, A-young. Right now, you're in my hands. Who decided you get to be a spectacle for other men?"
"S-Spectacle is too much... I'm just doing my job."
"Haa..."
How was I supposed to handle this woman? She was so erratic, impossible to pin down.
Workaholic when it came to her job, but a total pervert in bed—the gap was huge.
Luckily, I had a solution.
[Ahh... Ah, aaang! D-Deeper... honey...]
"Wh-When the hell did you record this...!"
I played the secretly filmed video of Baek A-young in doggy at the orphanage.
Her face turned beet red as she flailed to snatch my smartwatch. Perverted as she was, she was weirdly sensitive about photos and videos.
She valued her social standing, after all. No matter how much of a perv she was, she genuinely wanted to help people and couldn't risk losing that foundation.
"A-young, put up a 'Lunchtime—Closed' sign on the infirmary door, lock it, and come back."
"Y-Yeah."
Baek A-young locked the door with an expression that couldn't hide her joy.
💖 Heroine Status 💖 ❤️ Favorability: 87 (+0.3) 💋 Lust: 85 🍽️ Appetite: 30 😴 Fatigue: 55 Current Status: He's obsessed with me...! Honey... now I'll truly be your honey...! Okay.
Pervert mode activated.
I'd come to eat lunch, but playing along for a bit was fine.
"A-young, just pull down your stockings and panties. No time, so let's finish quick."
"Ugh..."
"Didn't you say to come anytime if I wanted to do it?"
Baek A-young slipped her hands under her skirt and tugged down just her stockings and panties.
"Aaang... No. I hate being blackmailed with videos..."
"...Just leave them bunched there and bend over the desk, hands on it."
She'd told me to come whenever, but apparently she preferred when I was the one blackmailing her?
"Uuuung... Nooo."
Even as she whined, she lowered her waist as much as possible and stuck out her ass, striking the perfect position for pounding.
Squelch squelch
Her lust was sky-high, so she was probably ready, but I checked with my fingers just in case.
"Huuuuk... Uuugh."
"You're soaked already without me doing anything, and making those lewd noises."
I fingered her pussy, which was dripping like she wanted to get raped. My fingers slid in without resistance, rubbing furiously at her weak spot below the entrance.
"Aaaat! No... don't rub there...!"
Squelch slurp
Her love juices flowed so much with every finger movement that they dripped to the floor.
"Ung, aaang... Hng... Hup..."
"Phew, you're in good shape, so I'm putting it in now."
"N-Nooo..."
I unzipped and pulled my cock out through the hole in my panties.
'Quickies with clothes on aren't bad sometimes.'
I couldn't feel her soft skin, but all the sensation focused on my dick, making it feel even better.
"Here it goes."
"N-No, don't..."
Baek A-young's face was flushed with arousal, her breathing quickening.
But she glanced at me slyly, like it was a little lacking—like she wanted more.
💖 Heroine Status 💖 ❤️ Favorability: 89 (+0.3) 💋 Lust: 92 🍽️ Appetite: 30 😴 Fatigue: 55 Current Status: Honey, let me call you honey... honey... '...'
She was serious about the "honey" thing.
Maybe she wanted to separate her everyday self from her sex self.
Distinguishing work mode from pervert mode on purpose.
"A-young, during sex, you call me 'honey,' right? Try saying 'Honey, put it in.'"
"Huuut... Honey... put it in."
"From now on, call me honey when we have sex. Got it?"
I rubbed my glans against her pussy entrance while gripping her hip with one hand.
"U-Ung. Got it. Honey. Huuuung!"
"Good girl. Reward time—I'm putting it in."
"Ung ung, uuung! Hup! Haaat...!"
Her pussy had gotten used to taking my cock now, swallowing it without resistance.
But the tightness still felt amazing.
Baek A-young clamped her hand over her mouth, afraid her moans would leak outside the infirmary. It didn't help much—her muffled mmph mmph sounds were still loud.
"Honey, I've got a barrier up so no sounds escape. You're good."
"Ung, uuuung! Huuut! Haaat...!"
Her pussy clenched so tightly around me—it felt incredible. Especially how it squeezed rhythmically every time she said "honey."
Even from behind, her slender waist, perfect thrusting hips, and perky tits exuded sexiness.
"With a body this slutty, you ignore guys faking illnesses? Bet those malingerers jerk off to you at home. You know that?"
"Uuuut... D-Don't know..."
"Imagining it turns you on? Your pussy's clenching harder."
"No, huut. No. Honey. Ung, I didn't imagine that... hup♡"
"Just how much of a perv are you? Whatever—relax your body."
I grabbed Baek A-young's hips and waist—where she'd been leaning on the desk—and hoisted her up.
"U-Uung! Why, honey? Ung..."
With my cock still buried inside, I spun her body in midair and laid her on the desk.
I rolled her skirt up toward her stomach and flicked her erect clit with my middle finger.
"This is hard too, but you still think you're not a perv."
"A-Aaang...! Honey, no. Nooo...! Huuuut!"
Rubbing her clit while thrusting made her body tremble violently, signaling she was about to cum.
I felt the shivers too but didn't stop pounding.
"Ung. Honey. I-I'm cumming. Cumming...! Huung!"
Her legs shot straight out as she squirted everywhere.
"Ung! Ah, I just came! Stop. Honey, wait...! Uang!"
I hadn't cum yet, so I went back to tormenting her clit despite her weird complaints.
"Your clit sensitivity is insane. You masturbate with it all the time, huh?"
"I don't. I don't, honey...! Believe me..."
💖 Heroine Status 💖 ❤️ Favorability: 95 (+0.3) 💋 Lust: 99 🍽️ Appetite: 30 😴 Fatigue: 55 Current Status: How did he know? I do it morning and night... "Don't lie. You do it every day."
I pinched her lying, naughty clit between my thumb and index finger, and she moaned, confessing the truth.
"Huuut! S-Sorry. Twice a day. Sorry, honey. Ung..."
Her pussy stimulated my cock more with every vulgar word.
Her lewd masturbation confession and her pussy clenching like it wanted to milk me dry pushed me to the edge.
"Ah, gonna cum. Inside."
"Yes. Yes. Cum, honey... Hng."
I thrust deep and creampied her. Baek A-young shuddered in another orgasm and collapsed on the desk, eyes glazed.
"Phew. Felt good."
Quick sex to finish fast was the best. I could cum whenever without holding back.
"Haa, honey. Aaang, honey..."
Baek A-young panted, looking satisfied.
"Ah... what time is it?"
12:30.
I needed to be at the exam hall by 1, so time was tight.
"A-young, sorry, but do you have any lunch? I need to eat."
"I have a few packed lunches I was saving for busy days..."
Baek A-young said, catching her breath.
"Then let's eat those. Gotta head to the exam soon—not much time left."
"Ung... Sure."
Baek A-young slowly rose from the table. Her lower abdomen ached, so she waddled turtle-like toward the fridge.
'Does it hurt that much?'
Maybe hoisting her body earlier had aggravated it.
💖 Heroine Status 💖 ❤️ Favorability: 92 (+0.4) 💋 Lust: 97 🍽️ Appetite: 30 😴 Fatigue: 55 Current Status: Cleaning honey's cock is my job too... Will he make me do it after eating? But he said time's short... "...A-young. How many times have I told you to give a cleanup blowjob after sex? Lunches more important right now?"
I hardened my expression and glared at her.
"S-Sorry, honey. Coming now...♡"
Whether her pain had vanished or not, Baek A-young dashed over, dropped to her knees, and buried her face in my crotch.
Smack. Slurp. Sluuuurp...
I give up... Guess I'll skip lunch.