Chapter 145
Chapter 145
Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 145
Chapter Title: The Girl I Trusted as My Childhood Friend's Friend Raped Me (5)
Geum Tae-yeon was attacking the cadets. The news spread far and wide.
Not sure if this counts as heroic, but Geum Tae-yeon went around massacring the first-year cadets. The first-years were completely helpless against her.
It wasn't just her skill. The matchup was way too unfavorable.
Geum Tae-yeon wielded telekinesis with complete freedom. Telekinesis—a power that's ranged when she wants range, close-quarters when she wants to get up close. Nearly omnipotent.
At the cadet level, resistance was impossible.
That's when my body started moving on its own. Control had been hijacked.
I tried to resist at first. Freaking out over what the hell was happening, I screamed internally.
But there was nothing I could do. Once it decided, my body bulldozed through, rounding up the cadets like a steamroller.
First-years gathered around me. They weren't there to fight. They were cadets who had banded together to try stopping the villainous rampage of Geum Tae-yeon.
"Think about it."
My body persuaded them.
"How is Senior Geum Tae-yeon moving right now? She's right out in the open. This is terrorism. We have to treat it like a terror attack and act accordingly."
The body immediately created a justification that would grab their attention. It pointed out that the teachers must be watching Geum Tae-yeon's commotion, drawing their focus.
The score-hungry cadets lost all reason. If they'd just taken a moment to step back and think, they'd realize challenging Geum Tae-yeon was a losing bet.
It didn't give them that luxury. The anxiety of other cadets stealing the glory eroded their judgment.
'They think with this many, they might stand a chance.'
Naive. Even after witnessing Geum Tae-yeon's power, they were thinking way too lightly. That's what makes them cadets, I guess.
Gathering Korea's top talents doesn't magically create experience out of thin air.
"Let's go!"
The result was a crushing defeat. They knelt before Geum Tae-yeon's telekinesis.
Kaboom! Crash!
Telekinesis followed a different trajectory from normal techniques. An invisible force crushed everything around it, making it nearly impossible to even approach for anyone of decent skill.
"Ahh, we're out!"
"Doesn't this mean we're done for?!"
Chaos erupted from all sides. As they started getting eliminated one by one, panic set in. Everyone was flustered, wondering if they should retreat now.
"I'm tapping out!"
"Getting eliminated is game over! Me too!"
They turned tail and ran. Seemed like they figured the numbers would let them escape.
Unfortunately, Geum Tae-yeon wasn't letting them go.
Floating in midair, she attacked. She crushed the ground with intangible force. The shockwaves inflicted damage on us.
Cases where the damage was lethal resulted in elimination.
"Th-this much won't kill me! I'm still alive, I tell you!"
Some cadets protested their unfair treatment. Since they weren't actually badly hurt, they couldn't properly gauge the severity of their damage.
If anything, it was a negative.
I'd heard teachers dock points even harder for behavior like that. In their excitement, they weren't thinking about how they were being evaluated and just screamed.
They'd regret it soon enough.
I channeled mana into my spear. With my body handling the movement on its own, I could survey the surroundings.
'...She's being blatant about it.'
Geum Tae-yeon was wiping out everyone except our team. It was obvious to me.
Others might not notice, but as the one involved, I felt it clear as day.
"Haap!"
Zzzzt!
I slashed through the nearby shockwave. The spear infused with lightning energy tore apart the telekinesis.
The cadets who saw it nearby felt a spark of hope.
"C-can we win?"
"Send Yeon-woo."
"Can't you throw your spear?"
Shouts turned everything into a mess. I couldn't make out what they were saying.
I got the gist of what they wanted, though...
I wanted to tell them it was impossible. I hadn't practiced.
'The moment you lose your weapon, it's over.'
Geum Tae-yeon uses telekinesis. Dodging or blocking a thrown spear is basic, and she could easily snatch a powered-down weapon.
It might even turn into just throwing away our gear.
"Kyaaah!"
Park A-young tumbled across the dirt ground. She seemed to have barely avoided elimination.
Class President Mi grabbed her and pulled back.
We couldn't match her even at full strength. With over half eliminated, there was no chance at all.
You have to know when to retreat.
"Why? Planning to run?"
Geum Tae-yeon, reading my intent, said it with a sly grin.
"Go on, run. I'll let you."
"...You've eliminated everyone else, and now you say you're showing mercy?"
"Yeah. Because I feel like it."
She'd taken out most of the first-years who rushed her, yet she was sparing just our team?
Anyone could see something was off. Even Class President Mi and Park A-young looked suspicious.
But we couldn't chase after the retreating Geum Tae-yeon. She held all the initiative in every situation.
All we could do was thank her mercy and pull back.
The eliminated cadets left the area. Without sci-fi powers like teleportation or instant transmission, they had to exit on foot.
Naturally, they shot us survivors strange looks.
"......"
I had no excuse to give. I couldn't exactly explain why Geum Tae-yeon had spared our team.
I clamped my mouth shut.
Even with Geum Tae-yeon gone, the test wasn't over. Other nearby cadets could swarm us.
We slipped away quietly, set up a hideout nearby, and hunkered down.
"...I think I sprained my ankle."
Park A-young's gait had looked off. She'd twisted it dodging the telekinetic shockwave.
This basically meant we were done.
"We're screwed."
Class President Mi gave an awkward smile. The pathetic situation seemed absurd to her.
"I had no idea Senior Geum Tae-yeon was that strong. Watching her and facing her myself are on a whole different level. She's another beast entirely."
Class President Mi recapped the battle with genuine admiration.
"Was she holding back at the Hero Tournament? That can't be right."
"...She was probably just messing around then."
She'd switched from delinquent mode to model student mode. Of course there'd be a difference in performance.
"So this is her for real. She's incredible..."
Class President Mi clicked her tongue. She seemed to have completely lost her fighting spirit, even letting out a wry chuckle.
"I thought catching Senior Geum Tae-yeon would net us big points. Instead, we're on the verge of elimination. Hilarious."
"It's only the first day. Plenty of chances left."
I tried to console Class President Mi. It was embarrassing saying it since my body had led us here, but still.
"A-young got hurt too."
"......"
Park A-young was already dead weight, and now even more so. Bad luck piling up for our team.
Park A-young made a sorry face and apologized.
"...Sorry."
"Nothing to apologize for."
Planning to apologize after shit hits the fan? What's done is done. All we can do is push forward with our best effort.
'The body must have had a reason for screwing around like this.'
The body's control was incredibly strong. Even when I tried to go along with it willingly, it wouldn't release.
It meant we needed that fight with Geum Tae-yeon and the escape.
'...Or does it need Park A-young to get hurt?'
I glanced sideways at Park A-young. There's an NTR manga starring her. The title makes the plot obvious.
She makes a move on me even knowing I'm dating her friend Han-seol.
I don't know the timing.
But with the body starting to take control of the situation, I had a feeling something might go down during this final exam.
'Damn, A-young, you've got one hell of a rack.'
Maybe that's why Park A-young's skills haven't grown. Moving around with that heavy load isn't easy on normal strength.
We rested. Having been cornered in the fight with Geum Tae-yeon, we took deep breaths.
"Can you move? At all?"
I helped Park A-young up a bit. She leaned on Class President Mi and took a step.
"Ow...!"
"Worse than before?"
"Maybe 'cause I'm relaxed now. Hurts more than earlier."
Once combat mode ends, adrenaline stops flowing. Pain and such naturally intensifies.
Park A-young was in no state to move right now.
"Then we'll leave A-young here for now and scout the area ourselves."
Our makeshift hideout was a cave. Risk of discovery, sure...
But we'd be quick. Not going far. No way Park A-young would get ambushed by other cadets.
But Park A-young shook her head, not wanting to be left alone.
"I-I'll come too. I can move."
She forced herself up. Not even leaning on Class President Mi, trying to stand on her own.
She stepped forward with her injured foot. Walking confidently like she could do it.
"Ugh!"
Pain didn't just vanish. Park A-young let out a stifled groan and staggered forward.
Class President Mi reached to support her, but too late. Park A-young collapsed toward me.
"Yeon-woo!"
"Ugh...!"
I could've reacted in time. But I didn't. My body refused to move.
It didn't dodge. It accepted her.
Thud!
"Ahhh...!"
As a result, Park A-young ended up pretty much pinning me down. Our faces were extremely close.
Close enough for breaths to mingle.
Park A-young lifted her head. Then she registered how close we were.
"Wha-what...! S-sorry!"
As Park A-young started thrashing around, her soft breasts squished against my chest, flattening out. My dick was pressed right up against her crotch.
She seemed to feel it. Her face flushed bright red.