Chapter 33
Chapter 33
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 33
Chapter Title: The Blonde Delinquent Shows Her True Possessiveness (1)
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We left the theater before the movie even ended. It wasn't anything I was really into, so I had no regrets.
Han-seol seemed a bit disappointed, though.
'At least she has some sense.'
If she insisted on watching the movie even after her boyfriend said he was feeling sick, that would be hopeless. Even if we were childhood friends.
Han-seol was human, after all. She could pick up on hints if you dropped enough of them. Thanks to that, we made it outside.
'She's following us.'
Walking side by side with Han-seol, I let my senses drift backward.
I could feel it. The presence of Geum Tae-yeon tailing us. Han-seol didn't seem to notice at all.
Why was an academy top student so oblivious to this stuff? Did it never even occur to her that she might be followed?
Fair enough, if that was the case.
'Aren't you cold?'
I hadn't noticed inside the theater, but Geum Tae-yeon was dressed pretty scantily.
Her academy uniform was basically undressed, and her casual clothes were no different. Her fashion sense was... unique.
In the original world, she'd have drawn stares from everyone. But here, no one looked at the Blonde Delinquent.
People deliberately averted their eyes. Like they didn't want to cross paths with her.
'I want to dress her up.'
With that thought, I quickened my pace. I didn't know where we were going, but I kept walking anyway.
"Does your stomach hurt a lot?"
"Not a lot, just a bit. It's getting better."
I couldn't head home yet. So I answered that it was fine. It wasn't actually hurting anyway.
Han-seol made a worried face. Seeing her like that irritated me for no reason.
Her chest was part of the problem too. Just looking at her flat chest made my breath catch.
"Then let's go rest at a café."
Finally, Han-seol was taking the initiative. Huge progress.
At lunch, she'd just stared blankly. Now she was even leading the way.
'Yeah, picking a lunch menu is hard, but this is easy.'
She seemed good at problems with obvious answers. Though I wasn't sure if that counted as "solving" them well.
We ordered drinks at the café and sat down. It was in a busy district, packed with people.
Everyone had laptops open, doing their own thing.
Bzzz-.
My smartphone vibrated. Someone had sent a message.
I knew who it was. In this situation, it could only be Geum Tae-yeon.
And sure enough.
— Geum Tae-yeon (Photo) Geum Tae-yeon was giggling while sending me a nude photo. I clicked my tongue at the blatant blackmail.
I wasn't fazed, but my body seemed scared—my fingers were trembling.
— Me Why are you doing this... — Geum Tae-yeon How long do you plan to stay at the café? — Me No idea. Han-seol was looking at me. Messing with my phone in front of someone wasn't polite, and her gaze naturally turned my way.
I knew it was rude. But I had to reply. Geum Tae-yeon had my weakness in her grip.
"Who are you chatting with like that? Class President Mi?"
"...You know Mi?"
"Of course. She's C Class president. I saw you hanging out with her."
We kept getting tangled up in various ways. Probably because of the class president and vice president thing.
We'd both been hit by Teacher Eum Ji-hye's hypnosis too. So Han-seol assumed it was Class President Mi.
'Anyone besides Class President Mi? Anyone you're close to?'
Juyeon-woo's social circle was pathetically small.
"Or maybe Juyeon-hee?"
Han-seol knew about Juyeon-hee too. Come to think of it, we were set up as childhood friends whose families were close.
So she'd have some familiarity with Juyeon-hee.
I nodded vaguely. I had to hide that it was Geum Tae-yeon.
Han-seol didn't seem suspicious. Her eyes were full of trust.
'Classic cuck protagonist.'
She was oblivious overall. Great physical senses and athleticism, but a total mess at romance.
Made sense if you thought of her as an NTR manga protagonist.
NTR only works if the protag or heroine is an idiot. Neither of us was normal.
"Sorry we had to leave the movie because of me."
"It's fine. The plot was obvious anyway. Doesn't matter if I miss it."
Like most melodramas, it'd probably end happily. The buildup was probably some cliché I'd seen before.
'Her face doesn't match.'
She looked really disappointed. Han-seol was terrible at hiding her feelings.
The mood turned awkward.
Just in case, I spoke up. Curious if she could deliver the line.
"Wanna head home?"
My body gave the okay. Time to go home.
The date with Han-seol was over. A sort of declaration.
'Thank you.'
I wanted to go home too. Dating Han-seol wasn't like a date—it was exhausting in every way.
Han-seol disagreed. She shook her head, not ready to go home yet.
"Aren't you hungry?"
"Not really? We ate lunch not long ago."
Eating dinner with you too might drive me insane. So let me go already, you bitch.
I wanted to say that, but couldn't. My body sealed my lips.
"Hmm..."
"Stomachache."
Now that my body approved, no reason to drag it out. Brush off Han-seol, go home and rest.
Or meet Geum Tae-yeon.
"Guess there's no helping it then."
Her boyfriend and childhood friend said he was sick—clinging more would be rude.
Han-seol stood from the café, reeking of disappointment. I put on my best act and returned the cup.
"See you."
"Sorry about today. Got sick out of nowhere."
"No biggie. We'll see each other Monday anyway."
With that, Han-seol headed home. The moment she was gone, my phone buzzed.
Of course, Geum Tae-yeon.
— Geum Tae-yeon Come back to the café. Geum Tae-yeon had been watching Han-seol and me the whole time. She'd kept her distance—just far enough that I wouldn't notice without activating my senses.
"......"
I got back to the café and spotted Geum Tae-yeon. She was on the first floor, looking at her phone.
I strode over and sat across from her.
"You got here fast. Were you looking forward to it?"
"...Get to the point."
It was still broad daylight. The sun was setting, but not dark yet. A time when meeting like this could pass for normal.
Geum Tae-yeon gazed at me steadily and smiled. Her twitching lips annoyed me.
"'Get to the point' between us? You're so cold, Juyeon-woo."
"You did it in the theater too. Why do you keep harassing me, Senior?"
I could afford to be a bit bold. The passive setting allowed this much.
It meant my body was that shocked.
Geum Tae-yeon didn't lose her composure. She smirked and picked apart my words one by one.
"Why do you think I'm harassing you? We were just making memories. Didn't you enjoy the theater date, Juyeon-woo? If it wasn't memorable, I guess I can't delete the photos."
"......"
I had to say it was fun. To delete the nudes—my body's weakness—I had no choice but to call it a good memory.
"Ugh...!"
What should I say? After agonizing, I spat out one line.
"It wasn't a good memory."
Defiance. At this timing, a little rebellion seemed right. A tsundere vibe makes conquest more fun. Service for Geum Tae-yeon.
Of course, a smile crept onto Geum Tae-yeon's lips. She sneered at my defiance like it was pathetic.
"Oh? Not at all? Then I can spread the photos, right? Should I send them to Han-seol right now?"
Geum Tae-yeon pulled out her phone, ready to send.
An empty chat room. The moment a nude popped up there, my relationship with Han-seol was done.
'That'd actually be great.'
But my body wouldn't allow it. I trembled and bowed my head to Geum Tae-yeon.
Rebellion over. Subdued in seconds.
"Saying it wasn't a good memory disappoints me a bit."
Geum Tae-yeon had no intention of sending them. Holding the nudes without sending maximized their power.
"I sucked you off thinking you'd like that."
"...I don't like that kind of thing...!"
Truth was, I fucking loved it. Made me want to have sex in the theater.
"Can't make memories, so can't delete the photos. Hmm, what to do."
Geum Tae-yeon stroked her chin and looked at me. Her beaming face already had the answer.
"Wanna grab dinner first?"
"...Why would I eat dinner with you, Senior?"
"Fine, straight to a love hotel then? I don't mind."
"......"
Declaration of war. Geum Tae-yeon was announcing she'd fuck me tonight.
My body twitched.
"Come on, even the Diamond Mountains are better after a meal. Let's fill our stomachs before sex. Up you get."
"Don't say it so loud...!"
The word "sex" drew stares. I was unfazed, but my body felt intense shame.
Unable to bear the gazes, Juyeon-woo hung his head and jumped up. Then he dragged Geum Tae-yeon outside.
"Sex? Dinner?"
I wanted sex first.
Unfortunately, no dice.
Grrrowl-!
My stomach rumbled loudly. Demanding food right now.
My body whipped around and said,
"...L-let's eat dinner first."
"Knew you'd say that. I made a reservation. Follow me."