[Training!] The Prohibited Lawn
‘…Is this really okay?’
I was completely speechless at the sight of the female students giggling and chatting away. Sure, the world had gotten a lot more lenient, but there were still things people should and shouldn’t do. Why did laws exist in the first place? Even if it meant a little discomfort for everyone, following them allowed us all to live peacefully, right?
Yet here they were, blatantly ignoring the sign and tromping onto the grass—with picnic mats spread out, no less. What the hell kind of bullshit was that?
“…”
I stared at them for a moment before turning away.
Sigh… What am I gonna do about it?
My head knew it was wrong, but unfortunately, I had no right to say anything to those girls. They weren’t even from my department. Sure, we were all at the same university, so you could call it a senior-junior thing… but lecturing strangers as a “senior” would just come off weird. They might even call me a nag behind my back.
…Getting hated on? Nah, not worth it.
Thinking about it, I was pretty spineless. But it wasn’t just me—everyone walking by knew those girls were in the wrong but pretended not to notice. Some whipped out their smartphones mid-stride to fake checking them; others quickened their pace to escape. Just like me, ordinary folks like us only had these petty options.
But pulling them into training for something this minor feels off too…
It was such a gray area. Tsk tsk. I finished my cola, tossed the empty can in the trash, and started walking toward the bin.
“Students, you can’t do that here.”
Suddenly, a stern grandfatherly voice scolded them from afar. Glancing over, I saw the security guard warning the girls.
“Yes, sir. We’ll do that.”
“Come on, drink up.”
“This is your fault we got yelled at! Heehee.”
The girls gave lip-service apologies and burst into more giggles, chugging their drinks like nothing happened. Unable to take it anymore, the guard pointed at the sign staked in the grass.
“Students, didn’t you see this sign?”
“Ah! We’ll leave soon! Go on ahead.”
But it fell on deaf ears. They half-listened while boozing. The guard looked utterly bewildered, then stepped onto the grass toward them.
“Students shouldn’t do this at university.”
“Grandpa! We’ll handle it ourselves, so just go!”
Eventually, the guard and the girls started bickering loudly. A few onlookers stopped to watch, and I joined the crowd, silently spectating.
“Hee-yeon, what’s going on?”
Then a young man’s voice called from the distance.
“Oppa! Why’d you take so long?”
“Sorry, took time picking booze. What’s the deal? Hey, mister, what’re you doing to my friends?”
The guy confronted the guard aggressively. His buddies flanked him, glaring intimidatingly. It was pretty threatening, but the guard didn’t flinch.
“So, you’re this girl’s boyfriend?”
“Yeah, so?”
“Then please take these students out. No one’s allowed on the grass.”
The guard tried humbly pleading, but the guy shoved his shoulder hard.
“Mister, we’re students here. Can’t students even sit on the school grass?”
“Even as students, if you think of the school…”
“We’re out here because we care about school. What’s the point of paying tuition if not to use spots like this? Right?”
The guy laughed, polling his friends, who snickered and cheered, “Well said!”
He’s got a point, kinda.
I could kinda agree.
…But there’s such a thing as limits, right?
If everyone followed his logic and picnicked on the grass with booze, campus would turn to shit in no time. University would stop being a place of study and become a party zone. If they wanted to drink on grass that bad, go to the Han River or something. Why turn a study space into a booze fest?
Sigh, guess I’ll chase ’em off myself.
With a light sigh, I pulled out my smartphone and launched the Manager App.
Your current level is 3.
You can only train women within a 20-meter radius.
Please select a woman to train.
There are women saved in your list.
Would you like to view the list?
[Yes / No]
Hold on… I’ve got something to ask her anyway…
The prompt asked if I wanted to select from the saved list. I hesitated, then hit Yes.
I immediately chose Minseo.
Select Kim Minseo?
[Yes / No]
I hit Yes right away.
Proceed directly to the Training Room?
Caution: You cannot return until training is complete.
[Yes / No]
Can’t go straight there.
I hit No. The top of the screen now showed the selected target: [Kim Minseo].
As expected.
Multiple selections were possible, just like I thought. Smirking faintly, I pulled up the nearby women list. Profiles of women within 20 meters popped up.
…Let’s see. Exactly five, right.
I really wanted to drag those guys in and give them a thrashing too, but the Manager App didn’t have that feature.
Oh well.
Clicking my tongue bitterly, I selected the five girls and warped to the Training Room.
“Hm…”
After a brief warp distortion, the decadent room interior welcomed me.
“…Am I seriously getting used to this?”
Chuckling wryly, I grabbed a mask from the wall. Mask on, I snagged a vibrator shaped like a man’s cock and headed into Room 2.
“H-Hiiik!”
A shrill feminine squeak hit me as I entered.
“Hello, Hee-yeon.”
“Wh-Who are you? Where am I? D-Did I… drink too much?”
She bombarded me with shaky questions. I chuckled softly.
“Sorry about this.”
“Huh?”
“I don’t have good answers for your questions.”
Chuckling, I approached with the vibrator. Spotting it, her face drained white; she shook her head frantically.
“Wh-What…”
“Don’t be so scared. I just want to give you a little punishment.”
With that, I slipped my hand under her skirt and yanked off her panties.
“Kyaa!”
She shrieked and thrashed, but her bound limbs prevented any resistance.
“Why scream like that? Are you a virgin?”
“U-Ugh…”
“Don’t wanna answer, huh? Fine.”
Tsk tsk. Clicking my tongue, I started shoving the vibrator into her pussy.
“Hyaaak!!”
A sharp scream tore from her lips as the tip breached her. Her twisted expression and twitching lips said it hurt—a lot. But no blood flowed, so not a virgin. Good thing, since she had a boyfriend who’d clearly been there.
But gotta be careful next time.
Didn’t want to accidentally traumatize her.
“Alright, see you soon.”
I shoved it halfway in, stood, and said, “Think hard about what you did wrong until I return, Hee-yeon.”
Then I flicked the switch.
“Hiiiik!!”
Her back arched like a bow, trembling violently. The Training Room’s effects were no joke—sensitivity boosted 60% wasn’t for show.
Next room?
I left Room 2 for Room 3 and repeated the process. I checked if they were virgins first: pussy for non-virgins, ass for virgins.
Not everyone cooperated, though.
“Pervert scum! Die!”
Some just cursed instead.
“Can’t be helped. Assuming non-virgin—inserting into pussy.”
“Let go! Let gaaa—Kyaak!!”
I ignored her and shoved it in. Soon, red blood trickled from inside.
“Oops… Were you a virgin?”
“D-Die… Die…”
“Truly sorry. If I’d known you were a virgin, Shin Ye-eun, I’d have used your ass.”
Sincerely apologetic, I pushed the rest in, stood, and switched it on.
“…Think hard about what you did wrong until I return, Ye-eun.”
“Hiiiik! Hik!”
Leaving her moans behind, I exited.