Chapter 15
Chapter 15
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 15
Chapter Title: Blackmailed by Geum Tae-yeon and Summoned (2)
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The plaque reading Infinite Hero Cultivation Academy came into view at the main gate. I was back. My body couldn't resist Geum Tae-yeon's blackmail and had answered her summons.
This was no good. It was only putting me at a disadvantage.
Juyeon-woo didn't know that. That was his personality, which made him the protagonist, I suppose.
'I'll just walk there myself.'
Letting the flow of events carry me along pissed me off. I'd accepted an unstoppable plot twist without resisting.
The moment I decided to take control myself, authority over my body returned to me.
I glanced around cautiously and took careful steps forward.
"Pass! Pass it quick!"
"Hey, I'm open here! Damn it!"
The male cadets were playing soccer on the athletic field. Even though genders had been swapped, the typical hobbies associated with each sex hadn't changed.
Thanks to that, I didn't have to put on any pointless act. The thought of giggling like a girl from my original world made my skin crawl.
I circled the athletic field and arrived at the main building. I climbed the central entrance stairs and headed for the rooftop.
Geum Tae-yeon was there on the rooftop.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Personality settings of Juyeon-woo, the male heroine in the manga Boy's Corruption you've possessed ─ Passive, introverted, inward, full of worries, extremely vulnerable to blackmail, and the world's greatest pussy, etc...] The info from the manga I'd possessed popped up when I encountered Geum Tae-yeon. It seemed like personality settings changed depending on the counterpart.
"You came?"
Geum Tae-yeon waved, dressed similarly to yesterday. She held a smartphone in her hand.
A photo. Not of pale skin, but my tanned naked body, displayed on the screen as she greeted me.
"Senior Geum Tae-yeon!"
I put on a genuinely angry act. I strode forward, legs crossing boldly toward her.
Up to that point, it was good. I looked bold and assertive.
"...You said you'd delete the photo."
But I couldn't keep it up in front of Geum Tae-yeon.
My throat spat out weak words. Control had been seized again.
"Yeah, I did. The one of you and Han-seol kissing. See?"
Geum Tae-yeon smirked teasingly and swiped across the smartphone screen. Dragging it flipped through the gallery photos one by one.
My naked body, my dick covered in cum and juices, and all sorts of such shots. Not just one or two—she had over a dozen.
'She took a ton.'
From Juyeon-woo's perspective, these were shameful secrets he absolutely didn't want exposed.
My body automatically shifted to passive mode. My slumped back and shoulders hunched further, and my gaze dropped downward.
Geum Tae-yeon pocketed her phone after showing me everything and spoke.
"None left, right?"
"...Th-there are others."
"Oh, these?"
Geum Tae-yeon pulled out her phone again. She filled the screen with my photo and said,
"These are from back then. The ones we agreed on were from last time. Totally different deal."
Her attitude was so brazen it was absurd. If I hadn't lost control to my body, I would've burst out laughing.
"That's...! Lying like that..."
"Not lying. I did delete those photos."
Her smug response ground my teeth. My body was acting all frustrated and wronged. But nothing changed.
"What? You want these gone too?"
She knew without me saying.
As if reading my inner thoughts, Geum Tae-yeon continued on her own.
"These are for my collection. I always take pics like this of the boys I fuck."
"...So you took them yesterday?"
"Yeah. Usually I record video too. But your dick was so good I forgot. Your reactions as a virgin grad would've been adorable. What a shame."
Geum Tae-yeon flicked her tongue and licked her lips. My body trembled like prey before a carnivore.
But inside, I was calm. Not even a ripple disturbed my inner lake.
"...Please delete them. Please, I beg you."
My body rushed the line. In an NTR manga, that was the last thing you should say.
Don't delete it, keep it secret, etc.—those were basically invitations to blackmail.
"Delete them? My collection? Hmm... That's a tough one."
Geum Tae-yeon wouldn't just delete them, of course.
Probably demand something outrageous for each one. As an NTR manga connoisseur, I could predict it.
"These are my memories. Seeing the photos lets me relive yesterday easily. Asking me to delete them is like... telling me to throw away my memories."
What nonsense. She blackmailed and raped me, and now this bullshit.
But it worked. My body was partly agreeing with her.
"But still...!"
"Ah, how about this then."
Geum Tae-yeon's lips curled slyly upward. The smile of a succubus spotting a tasty stallion.
"For every photo I delete, you make a matching memory for me."
"...What?"
In other words, one photo per fuck.
My body responded with a dumb voice, failing to grasp it. Geum Tae-yeon kindly explained again.
"I've got 19 photos right now. 19 memories."
This crazy bitch.
Comparing guy's nudes to memories? She's seriously deranged.
"Deleting them all would erase 19 memories. I'd be so lonely. So you fill them up. My empty heart."
Empty hole, you mean, you perv.
I wanted to snap back so bad. But my mouth wouldn't budge.
I couldn't defy the manga plot.
Honestly, it wasn't a bad deal. No clue what my body thought, but I welcomed it.
Why? Simple.
Geum Tae-yeon's looks outshone all the other female cadets by miles.
'Han-seol? Eum Ji-hye? Piss off. Geum Tae-yeon's the best.'
Eum Ji-hye was free real estate, but Geum Tae-yeon required groveling.
A girl like that offering to fuck me? Only an idiot would say no. Auto-accept.
But I couldn't show it.
Juyeon-woo was Han-seol's childhood friend and lover. Strictly the victim role.
If I tried glomming onto Geum Tae-yeon on my own, my body snatched control every time.
"Ugh...!"
Juyeon-woo hesitated. He wavered, unsure how to respond. Pointless agonizing.
As if sensing my frustration, Geum Tae-yeon pushed him.
"Yeah? Just meet me 19 times. Sounds like a lot, but if you're enthusiastic, it'll be fine."
"...For real? No lies this time?"
"Of course. I never lied to begin with."
19 times. Once done, Juyeon-woo's body would become Geum Tae-yeon's exclusive toy. Dismissing Han-seol's efforts as irrelevant while making love.
Already looking forward to it.
I nodded with a resolute expression. Conditions accepted.
"...Got it."
I'd swallowed Geum Tae-yeon's bullshit. I was the idiot you'd only find in an NTR manga.
Geum Tae-yeon's lips curled into a sleazy grin. She smiled, clearly thrilled with the unfair deal.
From her view, no downside. Her hearty laugh made sense.
"Good. Reply to my messages right away from now on. Come running when I call."
"...Urk!"
She closed the distance in one step and suddenly groped my crotch.
With a lewd expression, she kneaded my balls over my pants, savoring the heavy feel.
My dick hardened instantly, bulging like it might rip through the front.
"Still the same, Juyeon-woo."
"Senior...! Mmph!"
She whispered that and yanked my head in. At the same time, our lips crashed together in a kiss.
The soft lips touched, and her tongue invaded right away.
My meager experience couldn't handle it. Geum Tae-yeon's technique was overwhelming.
*Smack, slurp! Chuup!*
"Mmmph, ungh...!"
The kiss with Geum Tae-yeon tasted bitterly of cigarettes. Fitting for a blonde delinquent smoker.
The kiss lasted dozens of seconds. Geum Tae-yeon kept feeding me her saliva, forcing our tongues to tangle. She skillfully used hands and tongue to tame my body.
'Fuck, I wanna cum.'
Eum Ji-hye's virgin pussy from earlier flashed in my mind. Geum Tae-yeon's slutty hole from the love hotel yesterday too.
Any hole would do—just let me stick it in.
I gazed at Geum Tae-yeon with desperate eyes, begging silently to let me finish.
She looked up at me and chuckled. Then she pulled away her hand and lips.
"Pha...!"
"What? Wanna do it now?"
"Not at all!"
Transparent strings stretched stickily between our lips. Geum Tae-yeon wiped her mouth with her sleeve, mischief gleaming.
"No way I'm doing it. Sex with you means deleting a memory. So no."
"......"
"But if Juyeon-woo begs to put it in, I might lend you my pussy."
"Never!"
I wanted to drop to my knees and plead for it.
But my body was faster. Juyeon-woo slapped Geum Tae-yeon's cheek hard.
*Slap-!*
"I'm not making that kind of request!"
For a passive, introverted guy, he yelled boldly.
Geum Tae-yeon rubbed her cheek and grinned obnoxiously.
"Yeah? Well, maybe later then."
She turned casually and left the rooftop.
The empty rooftop left me alone, savoring the lingering touch of the hand that had groped my dick moments ago. That was my freedom.