Chapter 40
Chapter 40
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 40
Chapter Title: Finally Exchanging First Times with My Childhood Friend (3)
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Reverse positions. Let's think about it the other way around.
Class President Mi had pocketed my pubic hair. I had no idea why.
'Maybe she just got curious all of a sudden.'
I decided to understand as best I could. She was at that age when hormones were raging. It was entirely possible.
I went back to the beginning and imagined the situation in reverse.
If a guy my age had stuffed my pubic hair in his pocket. If I were a girl, what would I think?
I'd freak out first. Then I'd recoil in disgust like a combo attack. And finally, I'd scream bloody murder.
If I planned to expose the pervert's behavior, I'd make a huge scene right in front of the teacher.
I didn't want it to go that far. I acknowledged Class President Mi's urges and actions to a certain extent.
It wasn't causing me any direct harm.
'It's kinda funny.'
Even the model student Class President Mi was human in the end. She had sexual desires and curiosity about sex.
It was amusing that she harbored such lewd intentions on the sly.
Eum Ji-hye hadn't noticed Class President Mi's impure actions. Her attention was fixed solely on the pubic hair stuck to her lips.
"R-Really? Ahaha, thanks for telling me."
Eum Ji-hye's face flushed red. She seemed a little embarrassed.
Even under hypnosis, embarrassment was still embarrassment.
We left the teachers' lounge and headed to the classroom. Eum Ji-hye went to prepare for her class, while we went to attend first period.
Maybe because I'd used my hips so early in the morning, I felt unnecessarily tired. I desperately wanted to crash and sleep.
'Being an academy cadet is such a hassle.'
I had no choice but to sit in the classroom and listen to the lecture. Theory classes were genuinely boring.
Even though the world's structure had changed, Korea's educational fervor hadn't vanished.
'What's the point of this stuff anyway?'
I clicked my tongue and kept taking notes.
Morning classes finally ended. Midway through, drowsiness hit me hard, making it even tougher. The fullness from breakfast was the culprit.
"Yawn...! Is it lunchtime already?"
There was still a long way until the end of the school day. That gnawed at my mentally.
Friday lunchtimes were a blast. Monday lunchtimes made me want to curse.
"At least lunch is delicious."
The Infinite Hero Cultivation Academy was one of Korea's top academies. It came with all sorts of perks.
I wasn't sure if this counted as a perk, but from my perspective, the lavish lunch felt like a feast fit for kings.
'Beats having pollock roe every day.'
With my belly full, it was rest time. Cadets spent the remaining time however they preferred.
I preferred sleeping over anything active. Moving around just made me sweat and feel gross.
"......"
I decided to pop into the nap room for a quick snooze. I'd set an alarm and wake up before lunch ended.
Eat fast, and you get about an hour for a nap. These power naps subtly relieved my fatigue. I think science backs it up too.
Screech-.
A nap, not deep sleep. Just closing and opening my eyes. Not quite tossing and turning, but...
Any sign of presence nearby sharpened my senses. If someone entered the nap room, I'd know right away.
"...This guy's really the only one here."
"Hardly any guys use the nap room anyway. They just chill in the lounge."
"True.... With all the bad rumors, who'd come here?"
It was like a built-in feature of Juyeon-woo's body. A honed habit from training, I suppose.
'What the hell.'
Someone was coming. Not one or two—three. Small builds. Slight curves suggested girls.
'Why can't I move?'
I woke up. Not fully shaken off the sleepiness, but my mind was alert. Yet I couldn't move.
The body was the problem.
Click-.
The door locked. They clearly had impure intentions.
I couldn't just lie there and take it. I needed to get up and exercise my right to refuse, but damn.
The girl cadets approached, giggling.
"Only sluts like us would come here."
"This guy's got some nerve. Didn't he hear the rumors?"
"He's a freshman. He might not know."
Different voices echoed in the dim nap room. Footsteps grew closer.
"What's his name?"
"Juyeon-woo. I checked ahead."
"Is he famous?"
They whispered among themselves.
"Dunno. First-years aren't that famous anyway."
"Han-seol is."
"I saw him hanging with Han-seol."
"Are they dating?"
"Maybe?"
They chatted back and forth, not considering I might be listening.
"That makes it even hotter."
"You into that?"
"Doesn't it turn you on? Eating a guy who's with another girl."
A brief silence, then a response.
"...Fair."
"Girls like us have to do it this way to snag a guy who's taken. Only someone like Geum Tae-yeon could pull it off otherwise."
"Did you just include me in 'us'? Fuck off, bitch."
"Look in a mirror. I'm prettier than you."
"Pissing me off now."
They seemed confident in their looks. What did they look like? As the rape victim, could I afford a little anticipation?
I swallowed hard, waiting for control to return. Like shaking off sleep paralysis, my fingertips started moving bit by bit as I watched the situation.
Rustle, rustle.
Hands slipped under the blanket. All three groped me at once. They didn't care if I woke up—their touches were rough.
One shoved her hand under my uniform pants and grabbed my dick. It wasn't hard yet, so her hand easily cupped my cute little pecker.
"Feels firm."
"Get him hard quick. Let's see how big it is."
One hand kneaded my dick while the others pulled off the blanket and yanked down my pants. Three pairs of hands were triple the trouble. Even if I regained control, escaping seemed doubtful.
"Hey, he's awake."
The moment doubt hit, control released. My body moved by my will.
But they noticed first.
"Pin him down so he can't move."
"Shh, quiet."
"He can scream all he wants. The academy nap rooms are soundproofed."
The three went all out on me. The atmosphere was worlds apart from Geum Tae-yeon's gang, who had toyed with me gently.
'If Geum Tae-yeon's crew were gourmet diners, these are starving homeless guys.'
I widened my eyes and focused my mana. In the dark room, I strained to make out their faces.
'Fuck!'
A curse nearly escaped my lips.
If the body hadn't restrained me, I'd have gifted their parents a one-way ticket to the afterlife.
'They're fucking ugly...!'
On par with or worse than Han-seol. The kind of girls I'd been avoiding.
Old hag, homeless, pig. One of them was fondling my dick. Goosebumps rose.
The others were no better. One with a protruding jaw like a flatfish, one with a creepy grinning mask-like face, and the pig.
"Mmph!"
A rough hand clamped over my mouth. Salty taste. I felt like I was losing my mind.
'Is this real rape?'
What Geum Tae-yeon's gang did wasn't a gangbang. It was just mutual orgy fun, nothing more or less. True gang rape was here.
"Hey, he's fighting back."
"Hold his arms properly."
I twisted my body violently, thrashing to escape. But it was futile.
'These bitches are using mana too...!'
Mana nullified physical differences between genders. It wasn't man vs. woman—it was person vs. person.
Because of mana, it felt like facing three guys my size.
"He's getting hard. Ooh..."
"Getting excited in this situation. Knew it. Felt it when I saw him with Geum Tae-yeon."
"He's already been fucked senseless by her. He can't complain anywhere."
"Dick's fucking huge, shit."
Pants came off. My dick was exposed.
Even under this crazy bitch's touch, it knew its job and prepared. Unavoidable.
"No wonder Geum Tae-yeon keeps him on her arm!"
"Heh heh, take a pic quick."
They aimed a smartphone at me and snapped photos. The emotions surging now were totally different from with Geum Tae-yeon.
'I'm gonna cry!'
I didn't want blackmail from these bitches. Girls who made Han-seol seem like a fairy, girls who looked like their pussies reeked of sewer—I didn't want sex with them.
"Mmph! Mmmph!"
Help me, fuck.
Geum Tae-yeon, Teacher Eum Ji-hye, Class President Mi, anyone.
Then, a sound. Someone outside rattling the door handle.
Click, click-!
The giggling photo-takers froze. Confusion flashed across their faces.
"Ah, you said no one would come!"
"Doesn't mean zero chance..."
"We're screwed, aren't we?"
"We got the pics. Dress him first."
Bang bang bang-!
Urging to open the door quick.
My chance.
Whoosh-!
"Wha?!"
"You bitch! Hold him right!"
I shoved the stunned girls aside and bolted for the door in just my underwear. Didn't care who was outside—I flung it open.
The body didn't restrain me this time.
"Yeon-woo? Why are your clothes...?"
"Seol-ah...!"
Unexpectedly, Han-seol stood outside, holding digestive meds dangling from her hand.
She scanned me up and down, face hardening as she glanced inside the nap room. Then she spotted the three girl cadets.
"What is this, seniors?"
Han-seol ground her teeth, glaring at them.