Chapter 142
Chapter 142
Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 142
Chapter Title: The Girl I Trusted as My Childhood Friend's Friend Raped Me (2)
Juyeon-hee was gone. She hadn't left a single word about where she was headed.
Was she cutting ties with the family?
Aunt couldn't have cared less about Juyeon-hee's whereabouts. All she did was sneer that it was for the best that she'd vanished.
I wondered if she'd always been like this. It felt that alien to me.
"This is the first and last thing Juyeon-hee ever did for you, Oppa."
"...The first and last thing?"
"Disappearing from our sight. It's the only thing she could do for the family."
"......"
I had no comeback for Aunt's words. Was it my body blocking me, or did I subconsciously agree? I couldn't tell.
Whatever my true feelings were, I was still worried. She wasn't a bad kid.
I thought it was too harsh to treat her like a villain just for harboring misplaced emotions.
'Is she really not coming back?'
Weekdays rolled around, and I headed to the academy. Juyeon-hee didn't show up there either.
A day or two could be brushed off as illness. But as time dragged on, more people started worrying.
A friend from Juyeon-hee's class even came up to me asking about her.
"...She'll be fine. Probably."
Aunt's influence was stronger than I'd imagined. It wasn't because she wielded immense power or anything.
Everyone just seemed incapable of suspecting that a current hero like her would lie.
'Or is this just another NTR manga plot twist?'
It was something I'd noticed now and then, but the manga system had this irresistible force to it. Like there was a current I couldn't fight no matter how hard I tried.
As if it were fate.
Juyeon-hee was fated to meet this end. I was fated to part ways with my sister Juyeon-hee.
No amount of struggling could change that.
It was the ending. A conclusion so hollow it left me empty.
What could I even do in a situation like this? After mulling it over, I pulled out my smartphone.
[Juyeon-woo] ── Juyeon-hee, I don't know what Aunt said to you, but...
I stared blankly at the screen before sending the message. To Juyeon-hee's number, telling her she could come back anytime.
Thankfully, it was allowed. My body didn't stop me.
That's how I managed to hit send.
Whether she'd see it or not, who knows. She might've even changed her number.
Just as I'd given her my body out of concern for her, Juyeon-hee had killed her feelings for my future. We were never meant to be together in the first place.
With Aunt holding leverage over her, Juyeon-hee's choice was the best one.
Still, I was certain she'd return someday.
If only to face the baby Aunt was carrying, Juyeon-hee couldn't die. She had to stay safe and sound.
That was the standard NTR manga progression.
All I had to do was trust in fate, go about my daily routine, and wait.
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Juyeon-hee had been processed for withdrawal. It all happened in a flash.
"Juyeon-hee went abroad to study, right?"
I could really feel Aunt's pull watching Han-seol say it so casually.
'Just a few connections through active heroes.'
An absurd situation had come to pass.
Or had the study abroad process always been this easy? Was I just out of the loop?
I gave an awkward laugh and brushed it off without going into details about Juyeon-hee.
Han-seol wasn't asking out of real curiosity anyway.
She just couldn't let it slide without checking in. As family, she had to at least pretend to care. It felt like something she had to mention once and move on.
"I feel a bit bad for the kids who were on her team."
"Why feel bad? You don't need to apologize for anything."
It was just polite talk. I wasn't genuinely sorry.
It wasn't Juyeon-hee's fault things turned out this way.
'If I had to pin blame, it'd be on Aunt...'
But Aunt wasn't really at fault either. She was more like the victim.
Her twins, raised with her youth poured into them, turned out to be total strangers—not a drop of shared blood, cuckoo's eggs in the nest. How could anyone stay sane?
I'd have lost it and caused a scene too.
I commuted with Han-seol. The time I'd split with Juyeon-hee was now all hers.
Nothing had really changed.
"......"
Home felt a little quieter. I guess you could say we'd entered a cold war with Aunt.
My body was rejecting her.
"I get that Juyeon-hee has you all upset. But it couldn't be helped. You think Aunt should've just overlooked your relationship?"
"...There was no need to kick her out like that."
"Someone might misunderstand. I sent her off in a ladylike manner. There's a nice word for it: independence. And I even gave her money."
She hadn't left empty-handed.
"Not sure if she'll use it, though."
"......"
Aunt smiled with a sense of relief, like she'd pulled out a nagging thorn.
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Time passed. I synced up with Class President Mi and Park A-young for the practical final exam.
Our teamwork clicked perfectly. All that training time hadn't been wasted.
"At this rate, we can aim high on the scores."
Class President Mi beamed. She'd been a bit anxious up until now.
"Tomorrow's the day, huh."
It hit me with a fresh wave of emotion.
I wasn't as dead set on top grades as Class President Mi, so I hadn't pushed too hard. Still, there was this quiet resonance.
Watching Park A-young's skills steadily improve was its own fun.
'When the hell is she gonna get knocked up?'
Park A-young had her own manga arc assigned. But there wasn't the slightest sign of it happening.
She still treated me cautiously, drawing a line as Han-seol's childhood friend and boyfriend.
Should I make the first move? Whenever I tried subtle skinship, my body took over.
This meant just wait. It was frustrating as hell.
"Rest up well today. See you tomorrow. Manage your condition."
We wrapped up the final joint training and stood.
Lucky the weather was early summer mild. Otherwise, we'd have been soaked in sweat and caught colds.
On the way home, someone blocked my path.
It was Geum Tae-yeon.
Not the Geum Tae-yeon I knew, but one dressed neatly. Having abandoned all her leverage over me, this reformed Geum Tae-yeon gazed at me steadily.
"...What."
"Doing well?"
"Life's been great without you, Senior."
My body replied curtly. It started prickly from the get-go, so I kept the vibe.
Geum Tae-yeon let out a snicker.
"I've been good too. Not that you're curious."
"Yeah, not curious at all."
I hadn't wanted to know about Geum Tae-yeon, but word got around anyway. The academy buzzed nonstop about her.
'She's like Han-seol but upgraded.'
Geum Tae-yeon outshone Han-seol in every way. The only reason she hadn't gotten the spotlight was her delinquent attitude.
A reformed Geum Tae-yeon was unbeatable. Not even Han-seol could top her.
The people of Korea cheered for Geum Tae-yeon over Han-seol, shrugging off her past.
Han-seol could've felt robbed, but instead, it fueled her drive. She was working harder to catch up.
Of course, Han-seol couldn't catch Geum Tae-yeon. Childhood friend and boyfriend or not, truth was truth.
"Heh heh, still thinking the same?"
"...I have no interest in meeting up with you, Senior. I don't want to. Thinking about what you did to me... I hate even facing you like this."
"Yeah, I get it. I was too harsh at first."
Geum Tae-yeon nodded as if conceding the point.
There was no lie in her expression. She was genuinely repenting her wrongs.
"You might not acknowledge it, but I've done a ton of reflecting. Wondering why I acted like that back then..."
Two NTR mangas had wrapped up. Eum Ji-hye and Juyeon-hee were both gone.
Eum Ji-hye was still at the academy for now, but she'd leave soon. The moment her belly swelled, she'd ditch teaching and bolt.
Geum Tae-yeon was all that remained.
I had a rough guess at the arc for Boy's Corruption, the manga tied to her. In my spare time, I'd pondered how to handle her.
'She'll leave too. Geum Tae-yeon is destined to go in the end.'
I wasn't certain. But it felt that way.
All the other girls fled or vanished by their conclusions. Why would Geum Tae-yeon be different?
"Juyeon-woo."
Geum Tae-yeon approached slowly. Reaching out like we were close, trying to touch me.
I swatted her hand away firmly.
'She hasn't fallen yet.'
I glared at Geum Tae-yeon and said,
"Didn't we agree not to do this, Senior?"
"...You're right. Heh, my patience is lacking."
Geum Tae-yeon raised both hands in surrender and backed off.
"Still, big sis welcomes you anytime, Juyeon-woo. If you wanna use it, just say the word."
"...That'll never happen."
"You never know with people."
She looked so confident. Geum Tae-yeon had total faith in her pussy. A certainty that she could beat out the likes of Han-seol—it radiated from her.
My body denied her confidence outright. No way in hell.
From that voice, I realized my fate. I'd end up seeking her out soon enough.
And sure enough.
"Huh...?"
I squeezed in some time after dinner to meet Han-seol. She'd come over.
One reason: sex.
Final practicals started tomorrow, and once we were on the island, no chance. She wanted to stock up beforehand.
Of course, she didn't say it outright. She circled around it wordily.
The issue hit right after I inserted into Han-seol's pussy.
"Juyeon-woo...?"
Han-seol stared at me. Her gaze drifted downward.
The hole. My dick, just buried inside her.
For some reason, it had gone soft and limp.