Chapter 128
Chapter 128
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 128
Chapter Title: The Blonde Delinquent Takes the Ovulation Inducer Herself (1)
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Eum Ji-hye's Hypnosis App was gone. I wasn't sure if it had physically vanished from her smartphone, but either way...
Without the ability to refill its uses, she wouldn't be able to use the Hypnosis App again.
What kind of woman was Eum Ji-hye without the Hypnosis App? You could tell by looking back to the start of the semester.
A passive, introverted woman. The kind who got ignored even by cadets far younger than her.
She'd only gained a fleeting burst of confidence after getting the app and being able to manipulate Class President Mi and me at will.
Her true nature hadn't changed. She hadn't even tried to change it.
"......"
We were doing combat training. Everyone was busy preparing for finals.
As C Class's homeroom teacher, Eum Ji-hye had a duty to supervise the cadets to ensure safe training.
"Kyaaak!"
"Teacher! Min-jeong!"
Eum Ji-hye couldn't focus. Her mind seemed filled with other thoughts, leaving her spacing out.
And that's how the accident happened. Someone got seriously hurt.
"Uh, uh. F-First, let's get her to the infirmary."
Eum Ji-hye finally stepped in to take control, but her voice didn't carry any weight with the cadets. Class President Mi took charge instead.
"I'll take Min-jeong to the infirmary. Everyone else, take a break. It's not a big injury, so no need to worry."
She was fulfilling her role as C Class president perfectly. More reliable than the teacher, even.
"She's really lost it."
"Talk about pathetic."
The delinquents group shot Eum Ji-hye disdainful glances and snickered. Feeling their stares, she hunched her shoulders even more.
It was a replay of C Class's early days.
Could one Hypnosis App really change a person this much? The shift was so drastic it left even me—the victim—feeling disoriented.
'Still, it's a crime.'
Aunt's assault was something I could rationalize as a mistake. But Eum Ji-hye's was a straight-up crime, one even I couldn't forgive.
If I weren't such a pushover when it came to blackmail, I would've reported her to the police ages ago. My personality setting left me no choice but to let her crimes slide.
I stared straight at Eum Ji-hye. No reason for me to back down.
If I had to bow my head in front of her, my body would handle it on its own anyway.
'Just use her appropriately.'
My body followed the NTR manga's plot. Deviate from it, and I'd lose control.
It could feel unpleasant or inconvenient, but I didn't resist—instead, I actively made use of it.
"......!"
Our eyes met. Eum Ji-hye's pupils shook violently.
I didn't look away. She was the one who broke eye contact first.
She knew her own guilt. She knew her life would be ruined the moment I opened my mouth.
She'd said it was her ovulation day. A dangerous time.
Was she pregnant with my child?
In a proper NTR manga, she would be. She'd need to carry the baby to atone for the Hypnosis App's sins.
'Too bad there's no way to check right now.'
I glared at Eum Ji-hye a moment longer before looking away. Class President Mi returned after escorting the injured cadet to the infirmary.
One injury wasn't enough to end the training.
"Everyone, be careful."
Class President Mi naturally took the lead, guiding the cadets as if it were the most normal thing. Eum Ji-hye just watched silently.
The C Class cadets didn't seem to find the situation odd at all.
No one paid much attention to the teacher. Especially not a same-sex one.
Whether Eum Ji-hye shrank back or not, what did it matter to the female cadets? She wasn't some handsome male teacher.
The cadets gathered back into their teams. Everyone except the team missing one member resumed rotations.
I joined in naturally as well.
Eum Ji-hye stood in the corner of the training grounds, watching the cadets. She stuck to her post until training ended.
Though her head seemed full of other thoughts.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Practical training was more fun than theory. Superhuman combat using mana was the ultimate thrill for me.
I was scared of getting hurt, but I could handle it.
'Body's in top form.'
Call it peak physical condition. All my senses and abilities were sharpened to a fine edge.
No matter how fun a game is, you lose interest if you keep losing. Even a boring game gets addictive if you keep winning.
I had both the fun and the skill to back it up. Of course I was enjoying it.
"Ju-Juyeon-woo! Go easy, please!"
"If you hit me, my arm goes numb!"
Every time I swung my mana infused with lightning attributes, they freaked out. They dodged desperately to avoid me.
All I had to do was show off my talents freely.
'Wish I could smile, though.'
Not sure if it was because of Eum Ji-hye, but I couldn't smile during training. My mouth wouldn't move.
I swung my spear with a blank expression. Everyone thought I was angry.
"Aren't you going a bit overboard?"
"......"
Even Class President Mi asked carefully like that. My face was that intimidating.
It wasn't enough that she'd forced herself on me—she'd even creampied. Of course I was on edge.
I still didn't know if she was pregnant or not. No wonder I couldn't smile even if I wanted to. This was me trying my best to relax my expression.
"O-Okay, everyone gather up."
Eum Ji-hye ended today's class. Not that we'd learned anything worth mentioning.
She'd fulfilled the bare minimum as a teacher.
Cadets who wanted more training could continue. Those heading home could go.
Do whatever you wanted.
The academy's scheduled hours were already over.
Eum Ji-hye bolted from the training grounds.
One moment she's raping me with brute force in the morning teacher lounge, now she's scared stiff.
Class President Mi and Park A-young approached me.
"Yeon-woo. What do you wanna do?"
Eum Ji-hye was out of sight now. I could move my mouth again.
Control over my expressions returned.
"Need more team training?"
"...I think we've synced up pretty well already."
Park A-young glanced at Class President Mi as she spoke. She clearly didn't want more team training.
Class President Mi had such a relentless drive that training with her was exhausting, physically and mentally.
'Her passion's a bit much.'
From Class President Mi's perspective, we probably seemed frustrating. We were in a situation that demanded hard work, yet we lacked motivation.
'It's gotten worse since the hypnosis wore off...'
When she was hypnotized, her focus was elsewhere.
Not great for us. It meant we had to keep up with her newly aggressive pace.
"To cover for A-young, we should sync up more."
Class President Mi brushed off Park A-young's words like they were nothing. A cold response, as if a log shouldn't be talking.
Park A-young, who wanted to rest, looked on the verge of tears.
"...If we need to, then yeah, we'll do it."
Training was tough. I didn't want to do it. But this was a team exam.
If a teammate wanted high scores and demanded intense training, I had to go along.
Couldn't bully the hardworking one.
Park A-young slumped her shoulders. She was doing her best too, but keeping up with the post-hypnosis Class President Mi was too much.
'She's on par with—or better than—Han-seol.'
Lacking Han-seol's talent, Class President Mi's way to catch up was to push herself even harder.
And we got swept up in the process.
"I'll round up some teammates to train with."
Class President Mi started grabbing C Class cadets who were heading home, asking if anyone wanted to stay and train.
They were skeptical.
Even the hardworking ones waved her off, saying more today was impossible. They'd given their all in the afternoon.
"Class President Mi, you don't get it 'cause you're teamed with Juyeon-woo. Actually, you barely did anything yourself with that arm injury—just stepped on the staff. Bet you're still full of energy."
"We thought we were gonna die out there. Training with Juyeon-woo as the enemy ramps up the difficulty like tenfold."
"I thought I was gonna lose my mind."
The cadets rejected her outright and bounced. Class President Mi scratched her head awkwardly, the only one embarrassed.
"...Today's impossible."
"We can't do team training, but personal training's fine."
"Sparring just us is pointless. Practical exams are right around the corner. We need team sync."
Class President Mi clicked her tongue. Her plan to train longer fell through.
Park A-young's face lit up instantly.
"Then let's rest at home today. Recover your stamina properly, and see you tomorrow."
Team training was scrapped. Even Class President Mi judged it unrealistic to push us now.
Park A-young's steps were noticeably light as she left the classroom.
"Yeon-woo, let's go."
Class President Mi headed out too. Just the two of us, and she strode ahead with a face like nothing happened.
This morning's events felt like a dream.
For Class President Mi, at least, it was fainter than a dream. She didn't remember it at all, so calling it a dream was a stretch.
I followed behind Class President Mi.