Chapter 26: College Student Do Min-jeong (1)
Chapter 26: College Student Do Min-jeong (1)
"Yawn..."
For some reason, I always feel sleepy on the days I have to go to the Hero Association. On days with no special schedule, I can sleep in and wake up whenever I want, but on Association days, I have to get up early even if I stayed up late.
...You're asking why I don't just go to bed early when I have to leave early?
That’s impossible.
Ever since I brought that slime back from the Gate as a pet, I’ve spent my days lost in a marathon of self-pleasure.
Since the slime cleans up everything no matter how much I make a mess, I don't have to hold back. To my past self, who seriously considered buying heavy-duty puppy pee pads because I was so "leaky"—it’s time to say goodbye.
While the slime has made things convenient in many ways, there was another reason why my masturbation frequency had increased overall. In fact, this was the more decisive factor.
I’m bored...
After being hit with the intense stimulation of an invisible man and a slime in quick succession, there was no way I could find enjoyment in a normal life. No matter what kind of entertainment the world offered, nothing would trigger a dopamine rush quite like defeat play.
Defeat play is about teetering on the edge of total ruin while savoring the thrill—how could anything else beat that sensation? Masturbating to all sorts of porn and fantasies was merely a temporary fix.
"I ended up staying up until dawn again yesterday. I really meant to sleep early."
It was all because of a comic uploaded to the Female Hero Gallery Back Alley yesterday.
The plot was roughly about a tomboyish heroine who joins a local morning soccer club, only to end up as a public onahole, "dribbling" the old men's balls instead of a soccer ball. Even though the protagonist wasn't me but another hero, the premise was so hot that I found myself projecting onto the victimized heroine.
To think the proud Magical Girl Floss could become a manager who cheers for the old men's "goals" with her whole body. Of course, given everything that’s happened, that pride has long since been chipped away, but still.
I can't even remember how many times I came while fantasizing about that. I should try that kind of play someday.
I let out another wide yawn. I had just arrived at the Hero Association.
What a pain.
The reason I was here was because the Chairman had summoned me. No matter how close I am with the Chairman, he wouldn't call me all the way here for something personal.
It was clearly something official he had to relay, but given our history, he probably wanted to tell me face-to-face.
It definitely won't be good news.
It had been nearly a week since I cleared the Slime Gate, and there had been no contact during that time. Even if the aftermath was handled quietly, the total silence was definitely strange.
They say no news is good news, but that didn't apply here. Even though I eventually suppressed the slime, it was a fact that I had missed the generous deadline we had set for clearing it. In a situation where I was clearly in the wrong, the Association—the party that should be scolding me—staying silent meant one thing:
— "Don't do anything until we call you again."
I might be an uncontrollable female, but I wasn't an uncontrollable hero. After all, I still look up to heroes who protect social order. Sexual fetishes and career aspirations are two different things.
And finally, the notice had arrived.
— "Come to the Chairman's office."
Taking a whole week after the incident to decide my treatment... there must be a reason it took so long.
Bracing myself for a stern lecture, I stepped into the Hero Association building.
*
Creak—
As the door opened, the Chairman, Hwang Cheol-jin, greeted Floss as if he had been waiting.
"Ah, you're here."
"What did you call me for?"
"Take a seat first."
At the suggestion to sit, the lust inside me cooled instantly. Secretly, I had been indulging in all sorts of fantasies on my way up here.
The man before me was the Chairman of the Hero Association. Compared to him, I was merely an A-rank hero—special, perhaps, but just one of many in the public eye. If he ordered a suspension of my hero activities, I would have no choice but to comply, however reluctantly.
If I were to receive such a one-sided notification, I surely would have begged him to let me continue my hero work, promising to do anything. In a classic Female Hero Gallery Back Alley scenario, the Chairman would have pulled out his cock right then and there, saying he needed to use my body to vent the frustration caused by this incident.
He’d thrust out a pungent dick and drop a line like, "You know what you have to do, right?" Then, despite the humiliation, I would eventually have no choice but to take it into my mouth.
I’d start off hating it, but as time went on, I’d suck it so deliciously that my cheeks would hollow out... ♡
If things had gone that way, I wouldn't be sitting in a chair; I’d be under the Chairman’s desk. Instead of sitting properly, I’d be crouching down, smiling while covered in semen.
My crotch grew damp. Just from the fantasies that had continued from the car ride to the Association, all the way through the front gates and into the Chairman's office. Since I seemed to have unconsciously seduced the Chairman while being bred by the slime during our last meeting, I thought the possibility was high.
"What's wrong? You look disappointed."
...But to think I’d be so spectacularly wrong. It seems reading that comic about being used by an old man last night was a big mistake.
"Huh? Me? No way."
"No, no matter how I look at it..."
I couldn't exactly tell him I was disappointed that I wasn't being subjected to blackmail training or power-trip sexual crimes. I racked my dopamine-addicted, sluggish brain to come up with a plausible excuse.
"It's just... I didn't see my friend at the Association today."
"Friend? Are you talking about Dark Swan?"
"That woman isn't my friend. She's just my sidekick, my subordinate."
"It's not good to treat your sidekick as a mere subordinate... then, who do you mean?"
"Uh... I didn't see the Operator."
It was a question I’d made up on the spot, but once it left my mouth, I actually became curious. Unlike me, he was almost always at the Association on time, so why wasn't he around?
"The Operator? Oh, right. Yeah, that fellow took a vacation."
"A vacation?"
"You said you were friends, didn't you know? It seems he left for a resort in Hawaii. Said something about getting a tan, too."
"What? Why didn't he tell me..."
For some reason, I felt a bit hurt. Was I the only one who thought we were friends?
Then again, unlike me, the Operator had a good personality and seemed to know a lot of people. Since we’d only talked a few times, I was probably still outside the rankings of his close friends. Thinking that made me feel strangely bitter.
"Who knows? Maybe he'll bring back a surprise gift for you."
"No way. Would he go to a place like Hawaii alone? He obviously went with his girlfriend."
A surprise gift? That was ridiculous.
Unlike the Chairman, the Operator didn't know I had been TS-possessed; he just saw me as a girl. There was no reason for him to report a trip with his lover to a girl he wasn't even that close with.
"Hmm... did that fellow have a partner?"
"It's obvious without even looking."
It was plain as day. Having been a man once myself, I could tell. With that height, that personality, and those looks, it would be abnormal if he didn't have a girlfriend. Unless it was a woman with a weird fetish like mine, he had the specs to have women lining up for him.
"Damn, to think our Min-jeong is just another fish in some guy's pond..."
"What do you mean, 'fish in a pond'?! The Operator and I are just friends... no, business colleagues, okay?"
"Downgraded from friend already? You change your tune fast."
"Hmph. And when I'm in this form, you should call me Floss, not Min-jeong."
I pouted. I had never considered myself a fish caught in a man's pond.
"Well then, enough small talk."
I might enjoy being treated like a bitch, but being a fish in a pond was definitely not to my liking—while I was lost in that thought, the Chairman finally got to the point.
"I assume you've thought deeply about the accident last time?"
"I-I wouldn't call it an accident..."
I muttered timidly, but seeing the Chairman's displeased expression, I squeezed my legs together.
"Even if you weren't 'late' in the end, you only arrived right before things got truly serious. The fact remains that you were late for the scheduled time. You might not know because you're still a twenty-year-old kid, but in professional life, a promise holds great value."
"...I know."
I answered in a small voice. I couldn't even meet the Chairman's eyes, fearing he'd say, "You know, yet you still acted like that?"
I had come here imagining a secret, unspeakable tryst between a wicked breeding-bastard boss and a fragile subordinate beauty, but instead, I was having a conversation more akin to a strict grandparent and a disobedient granddaughter.
"The reporters are going wild. They're churning out articles saying the project is stumbling right from the start. Even though, in reality, there's no hitch in the plan at all."
"Why are they doing that?"
"There are already many parents who view the Academy's use of actual Gates for field training negatively. The reporters are siding with the parents, trying to find any excuse to pounce. While the mistake you made wasn't enough to get us knocked out, it's true you gave them an opening to land some jabs."
"I'm sorry..."
I offered a hesitant apology. At that, the Chairman's tone shifted back to a more relaxed one.
"Gwahaha! But don't be too scared, kid."
"Eek?!"
What the—give me back my guilt. The Chairman's thick, large hand came down with a loud smack on my plump thigh, making me let out a moan. Being struck so close to my pussy while sitting down gave me quite a shock.
"What are you so surprised for? It's not that serious, so you can relax. You'll be suspended for a while and won't be able to do hero work, but understand that this measure is for your sake more than the Association's."
"A measure... for my sake?"
"Yeah. Even if it was minor, you're under the media's spotlight, and you've also been firmly blacklisted by Shinhwa Group. If you make even one mistake while working, the whole country will be cursing you."
Thinking it over, I could understand. After suffering two consecutive setbacks, jumping straight into the next job was far too risky.
Of course, if I hadn't been enjoying defeat play, the Invisible Man incident wouldn't have happened, and the same goes for the Slime Gate. In this situation, looking for a villain just because I wanted to do more defeat play would be drawing way too much aggro.
Well, the Chairman doesn't even suspect defeat play and just thinks it was a mistake...
Since this was a truth only I knew, the judgment was mine to make.
"...I understand. Then I'll take a break for a while."
"Right. Isn't it about time for the university semester to start? Spend some time trying to make friends."
"How am I supposed to make friends at school? I have to leave for work every chance I get... I'm just attending for fun."
"That's exactly what I'm saying. If you want to enjoy college even a little, shouldn't you have friends?"
It was advice the Chairman could give because he knew my life as Do Min-jeong, not just Floss. My other hero colleagues, including the Operator and Dark Swan, didn't know that I would be a freshman entering university next month, in March.
Even though my career path was already set as a hero, I felt it would be a shame to miss out on the college experience everyone else gets. I also needed a suitable cover identity for when I wasn't active as a magical girl.
"...I-I'll take care of it. Friends are no big deal."
"Listen to this bratty talk, tsk. You won't be loved by men like that, you know?"
"I told you, I don't need men's love, seriously?!"
"Since you're a college student anyway, shouldn't you try dating? Eh?"
"I-I've told you how many times that I used to be a guy! I'm never doing anything like that!"
Dating a man? No way. If it were becoming a public meat toilet for sexual relief or a private onahole serving a man as my master, that might be one thing, but I would never become someone's girlfriend.
"Hoho, how prickly. But in my experience, girls like this often end up becoming the best 'wise mothers and good wives' later on."
"W-Wise mother and good wife...?"
Was that a targeted comment? I felt a pang of guilt, remembering how I had given birth to a slime in my room a few days ago. It was a statement that would have shocked the slime currently residing inside my belly.
Whack—!
"Hiyah!"
"Ehyahhh—?!"
The price of letting my guard down was harsh. Just as I was getting up to leave since we were finished, I was momentarily stunned by the phrase "wise mother and good wife," and I fell victim to the Chairman's surprise butt-spanking.
The Chairman's "bad hand" had moved beyond surprise sexual harassment into the realm of habitual harassment. I felt my buttocks burning red inside my panties and my body trembled. The slime inside me, startled by the vibration, started moving around as if it were an earthquake, making it even harder to endure.
"U-Uuuuuu..."
"See, a submissive woman who doesn't move an inch even when a man hits her like this. Men love women who are like 'wise mothers and good wives.'"
"S-Seriously... you're so old-fashioned and out of touch with the times... ♡"
Even a magical girl with the potential to be the strongest hero is still subjected to female gender roles because she has a pussy. The Chairman was only joking, but his tone betrayed the patriarchal attitudes deeply rooted in him over half a century.
Ah... I love this... ♡ My tastes are turning depraved again... ♡
Fortunately, I didn't have to try too hard to hide my pleasure right now. This old man didn't have any ulterior motives toward me anyway; he was just performing these random acts of sexual harassment.
...At least, that was the case when he spanked me in the office last time, so it must be the same now.
"T-Then, I'm really leaving. Get back to work."
"Ahem, I'll do that."
I walked carefully toward the door, making sure no slime or pussy juice leaked out.
However.
Just as I was about to leave without looking back, a voice called out to me from inside the room.
"Go safely. Take a trip or something while you're resting."
"Ah, a trip..."
I nodded with my hand on the doorknob. He seemed to remember me being gloomy after hearing about the Operator's trip. I was just hurt because he didn't tell me; it wasn't like I was depressed specifically because I couldn't go on a trip.
"A trip sounds nice."
"If you want, this old man could go with you."
"Ah..."
"Do you hate the idea?"
Gulp.
I swallowed hard and asked back.
"Just the two of us...?"
"Of course."
"W-Well, when exactly...?"
"Hoho, you look like you want to go right now."
"...I wonder."
"Answer clearly. Do you like it, or do you hate it?"
I answered hurriedly.
"I-I like it... Ahh, I bit my tongue."
"Uh-oh, it's a problem if you bite it by mistake."
"Huh?"
"It's nothing. I'll contact you later, then."
In a perfectly casual atmosphere, a massive promise had been made.
Did I say the Chairman didn't have any ulterior motives toward me?
I take back what I said earlier. Because the entire time we were talking by the door, the Chairman didn't even try to hide the prominent bulge in the front of his pants.
Rather, he looked like a strong male flaunting himself to a female of breeding age.
What should I do?
The answer to that question was already in the conversation I’d just had with the Chairman.
He said nothing is more important in professional life than a promise.
Since I made a promise, I have to keep it.
...That would only be the right thing to do.