The Mask That Couldn't Hide Me
Lee Jieun attached a magic mask to my face.
According to Kim Jina and Lee Jieun, it made me look like an entirely different person.
“Good. Magic mask application complete. Now get your ass to the cafeteria.”
“Okay. I’ll be right back!”
“We’ll head out together too.”
The three of us left the dorm room together.
Kim Jina and Lee Jieun chattered about how they would have showered first if they didn’t have class.
Come to think of it, I probably needed a shower too….
Well, whatever. I could do it after eating.
Right now I was starving. And I was dying for that fancy buffet.
After watching Kim Jina and Lee Jieun split off toward their respective department buildings and classrooms for class, I headed for the cafeteria and a thought suddenly hit me.
…But do I even need to attend classes…? This is already the fourth day I’ve been absent….
I considered the attendance policy, but decided I’d ask Kim Jina and Lee Jieun about it after I ate.
It would be a pain if the academy imposed some kind of penalty.
Then again…, if it were anything serious, Kim Jina and Lee Jieun would have told me already.
They must be locking me up because missing class doesn’t carry any real penalties…? Probably…?
Since this is an adult academy, it might be as lenient as college when it comes to skipping lectures….
I reached the academy’s central cafeteria, grabbed a tray, and piled it high with buffet food.
Korean beef charcoal-grilled short ribs, lamb ribs, lobster, caviar, steak and soup cooked with real white truffles.
Eating food that had clearly had money poured into it felt both happy and delicious.
I remembered some chef saying that not all tasty food is expensive, but expensive dishes are almost always good.
Heh heh. If nothing else, the cooking here was absolutely killer.
When a male student loaded his plate sky-high and started wolfing it down, a few nearby students glanced at me curiously.
But unlike the first day, they didn’t pay any special attention.
They seemed far more focused on chatting and playing around with the new academy friends they’d made.
Seeing that, I realized how awkward everyone had been on the first morning—everyone nervously eyeing each other.
I must have looked insanely conspicuous, shoveling food down like a starved ghost.
That was probably why that girl had approached me with a sly smile and asked if I was in the Male Hunter Service Special Admission.
Fuck. I really had zero situational awareness.
And the reason I chose a corner seat this time probably played a part too.
What kind of insane guts had I had that first morning, sitting smack in the middle of the cafeteria and blatantly piling food onto my tray?
While burping loudly the whole time, no less.
Thinking about it now, it was such a cringeworthy black history moment that I wanted to kick my blankets in shame.
If I hadn’t done that…, I might have been living a perfectly normal academy life by now….
Ah, well. Can’t be helped. I just have to accept it. It already happened. By the way, this food is fucking amazing…. Mmm….
Was this the level of a world-class luxury buffet that supposedly cost over five hundred thousand won per person?
Or was it even higher?
Since the National Hunter Academy was a place where both the nation and corporations poured in every resource to nurture talent, maybe the per-person cost was closer to one or two million won….
I finished with a Belgian high-end chocolate cake and chocolate ice cream for dessert, then stood up.
Honestly, every single dish here had been insanely good.
There were so many varieties—over a thousand—that I still hadn’t tried them all.
I’d have to take my time and slowly work my way through everything.
Just the dumpling and gyoza section seemed to have over twenty different kinds depending on preparation and ingredients.
I’d have to try all of those someday too.
After finishing my meal and leaving the cafeteria to head back to the dormitory where Kim Jina’s room was, someone suddenly grabbed my collar, clamped a hand over my mouth, and dragged me off in an instant to a deserted area.
“…Mmph? Mmmph…!”
I turned to see who it was.
On the surface she looked like she had a gentle, friendly personality and seemed like a model student—a woman with long red hair.
In reality, she was an extremely ill-tempered, vicious, and cold-hearted bitch.
Even in this gender-reversed world, the kind of woman who could slap a man across the face without hesitation.
It was An Minseo.
She usually appeared to have a good personality to other people,
but to me she was a woman who looked at me like I was a bug and didn’t hesitate to hit me with contempt.
A woman who made me think Lee Jieun might actually be better by comparison.
(At least Lee Jieun didn’t slap my face.)
“Hey. You fucking bastard. You’re that sex slave meat toilet, aren’t you? You reek of that filthy perverted cum smell from getting fucked all night.”
“…N-no? Y-you’ve got the wrong person…. P-please let go. …I-I’ll report this?”
“Hmm, maybe I did see wrong…. Sorry. Looks like I mistook you for someone else. I’ll apologize. I’m truly sorry.”
An Minseo bowed her head in apology.
At times like this she really looked like a gentle young lady.
I thought about pressing her to apologize more, but I just wanted to get away from here as fast as possible.
“…I-it’s fine. That can happen. W-well then, I’ll be going….”
I wanted to escape her grasp even one second sooner.
So I tried to calm my pounding heart and make a quick getaway.
At least until An Minseo blocked my path and slammed me against the wall.
“…Did you really think I’d say that? You fucking bastard? Where does this cum-rag bitch get the nerve to try selling me that bullshit?
Hey, do you know that hiding your identity with a magic mask is a serious violation of academy rules?
If the Discipline Department or the student council catches you, you’re finished. Done.
Count yourself lucky it was me who found you. By the way, how the hell did you shrink your height too?”
“……Hiiik!”
“I memorized all your mana patterns and mana scent. One look and I know it’s you.
You’re a meat toilet, but since you’re my first man I remembered everything.
No matter how much you disguise yourself, you can’t fool my eyes, you bastard.”
An Minseo’s face twisted into a demonic, vicious expression completely different from a moment ago.
It was hard to believe she was the same person.
An Minseo reached out and carefully peeled the magic mask off my face.
“Fuck. This is an insanely expensive magic item. Where the hell did you get this?
I thought only chaebols used stuff like this…. Hey, be honest. Where did you get it?
You’re not about to feed me some bullshit like your family is a chaebol or something, are you?”
I wasn’t a chaebol, but I’d received it because a chaebol heiress offered to make me her sex slave or second. That’s why!
I wanted to shout that, but since my relationship and identity with Lee Jieun had to be kept strictly secret,
I kept my mouth shut and said nothing.
“…Not talking? Then I’m taking this? It’s mine now, got it? You have no complaints, right, bastard?”
“Uh…, uhh…, that’s….”
“What? Ah, so whose is it? It’s obvious it’s not yours.
Fuck, do you even know how much this thing costs?”
“…I-I don’t know….”
“That’s what I thought. If you knew the price, you wouldn’t have worn this to the cafeteria just to stuff your face.
Where did this cum-rag male prostitute stick his dick to get something like this?
I know there are a few chaebol kids in our school….
You must have gotten it from one of them, right? Am I correct? Yes?”
What a sharp bitch.
She wasn’t just sharp—she’d hit the exact bullseye.
They said she was the top freshman of my year. Her reasoning skills were no joke.
“Whew, fuck. How much I struggled yesterday looking for you…. Fuck. This pisses me off.
The Discipline Department clearly said they sent you yesterday, so what the hell were you doing all day? Huh?
Ah, I get it. You spent the whole day sticking your dick in the woman who gave you this mask, right? Am I right?
You offered up your cock and received this in return. Right? No, you didn’t even receive it—you borrowed it, didn’t you?
You look really troubled now that I said I’m taking it. Am I right?”
“…….”
“Fuck. You male prostitute meat toilet. Now I see—you came to the academy to find yourself a sugar mommy.
My sister said what kind of brain-dead idiot would come to the academy through the sex slave admission,
but my thoughts are completely different. A sneaky bastard like you came here to hit it big. Right?
Because our National Hunter Academy is full of geniuses and kids from powerful families….
For a cum-rag male prostitute like you, wouldn’t catching just one naive girl be a complete jackpot in life? Right?”
Oh. She could interpret it that way.
But she was wrong. I had simply entered without thinking because this was a game world!
An Minseo! Your fatal flaw was assuming I would come up with such a brilliant scheme!
No matter how outstanding you are, you never would have imagined I was a man who had transmigrated into a yagame!
“…Ah, no…. I didn’t think that… I really just didn’t know….”
“…. You really just came in without knowing anything? Then that means what my sister said is true—you’re just an idiot with shit for brains.”
“….”
“You fucking idiot with shit for brains.”
“…….”
“Anyway, this worked out well. You should consider yourself extremely lucky that I was the one who caught you.
Whew…, fuck. You disappeared without a trace yesterday, so I got scolded for searching by myself….
I couldn’t even report your disappearance to the Discipline Department, fuck. That would have caused an uproar.
The Discipline Department thinks our student council is currently detaining you.
The student council is looking for you without even knowing your identity….
Fuck, being stuck in the middle like this is really….
I was going to scrap the entire plan if I couldn’t find you by today, but I got lucky.”
“…W-what plan?”
“Hey. You’re going to do one thing for me.”
“…One thing?”
“Yeah. Ah…, before that, lick my pussy.”
An Minseo lifted her academy uniform skirt and forcibly shoved my head underneath it.
It was an order to eat her out.
I didn’t refuse, of course. I slid aside her panties, already soaked with transparent love juice.
Whether from excitement or not, her twitching entrance was already glistening. I gave it a deep kiss and licked it thoroughly with my tongue.
I licked and sucked the twitching, excited hole with wet slurping sounds, then moved up to lick and suck her clitoris as well.
When even more love juice flowed from her growing arousal, I drank it all down, kissed her entrance again, and licked around it.
I pushed my tongue inside her twitching pussy, working from the outside in, then suddenly thrust it all the way inside.
“Haa♡ Hng♡ You meat toilet bastard♡ When the hell did you♡ get so good♡ at eating pussy? Fuck♡ Did you only practice cunnilingus in the Discipline Department?”
“Slurp, slurp, smack. Chuurp, waaalalala, slurp slurp. Suck, suck.”
Only practiced cunnilingus in the Discipline Department? Try getting trained for three straight days without being allowed to sleep properly!
And they didn’t even give me food! They told me to fill my stomach with love juice!
Could she understand the feelings of someone so hungry they were tearfully eating pussy just to fill their belly with fluids?
It wasn’t tearfully eating wet bread from hunger—it was tearful pussy eating.
Those who have never done tearful pussy eating have no right to talk about it.
Besides, the Discipline Department bitches would punch me in the stomach if I didn’t do it properly or enthusiastically….
It was pussy-eating skill honed over three days and nights of getting beaten. Of course it had to improve….
If it didn’t improve, the girls who would punch me while asking if I had no learning ability were the Discipline Department members….
I had no choice but to get better.
In the original world, if women beat men while making them eat pussy, they’d probably improve tremendously in just three days too, right?