Chapter 52
Chapter 52
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 52
Chapter Title: If You Don't Want to Get the Blonde Delinquent Pregnant, Buy Some Condoms (4)
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Han-seol left home at her usual time, seeing her off with a wave from her father as she headed to the academy.
On the way, she deliberately walked slowly and fiddled around, killing time in hopes of running into Juyeon-woo. But no matter how long she waited, he never showed.
[Han-seol] — Yeon-woo. [Han-seol] — Not coming to the academy today? It was about time to leave if she wanted to avoid being late. Han-seol sent the message off, worrying about Juyeon-woo.
A reply came right away.
[Juyeon-woo] — Sorry, go on ahead without me today. Feeling an inexplicable twinge of disappointment, Han-seol headed to the academy alone. The walk that usually flew by when they went together felt endless today for no good reason.
Fortunately, she made it on time.
She'd barely passed through the academy's main gate when access was restricted. The disciplinary committee members had started rounding up the latecomers.
And among them was Juyeon-woo.
"Yeon-woo...? Why are you late..."
Class President Mi stared at the tardy Juyeon-woo in confusion. She knew he was diligent and kind-hearted, so it was hard to fathom.
'He's human, after all. Anyone can be late sometimes.'
She could sort of make peace with that much. The real issue came next.
The upperclassman girl who'd come through the gate with Juyeon-woo. Geum Tae-yeon, the notorious blonde delinquent who shouldn't be anywhere near him, was right by his side.
"......"
Her skills were top-notch. Her grades were stellar. But her personality was utter trash. Her predatory streak toward male cadets went beyond anything imaginable.
A scene flashed through Class President Mi's mind: Juyeon-woo pinned beneath Geum Tae-yeon instead of Teacher Eum Ji-hye.
'Nah, no way.'
There was no chance. Juyeon-woo and Teacher Eum Ji-hye were a couple, after all.
Lovers shouldn't betray each other. That was Class President Mi's creed. Whether Juyeon-woo felt the same was another story.
'...Yeon-woo wouldn't do that.'
Class President Mi trusted Juyeon-woo. For any normal person, trust came before suspicion.
"Hey, Yeon-woo."
"Yeah. Hey, Mi."
She exchanged greetings with him, thinking that way. It was just a quick hello as they brushed past each other, but she at least acknowledged him.
"One demerit point and three laps of duck walks. Go!"
The cadet supervisor teacher punished the latecomers. The cadets filed in one by one and headed straight to the athletic field.
Class President Mi blankly watched Juyeon-woo waddling around with strained grunts.
"Mi, you coming?"
"Oh, yeah. Right."
A fellow first-year disciplinary committee member tapped her shoulder, snapping her out of it. Class President Mi belatedly came to her senses and returned to the classroom.
There was no morning assembly that day. Juyeon-woo's tardiness had thrown Teacher Eum Ji-hye's entire schedule back by ten-minute increments.
"Welcome back?"
"Yeah."
Teacher Eum Ji-hye opted for breastfeeding instead of assembly. She could just leave that to Class President Mi. She surrendered her body to the pleasure right in front of her.
Juyeon-woo had come straight to her despite being late. The scent of Teacher Eum Ji-hye's breast milk lingered on his lips.
The scene from the front gate that morning resurfaced in Class President Mi's mind.
Juyeon-woo arriving with that delinquent upperclassman girl. What exactly was their relationship?
'I'm dying to know.'
She was going crazy with curiosity.
It was their private business. None of her concern.
But the human heart couldn't be reined in by willpower alone. Class President Mi subtly probed Juyeon-woo about his connection to Geum Tae-yeon.
"Yeon-woo, about this morning..."
Juyeon-woo's body flinched. He pulled a pouty face, like she'd uncovered some shameful secret.
Then he leaned in close to her ear and whispered the truth—or not.
"Don't tell Han-seol, okay? She might worry..."
He explained that he was just doing club activities with the delinquent upperclassman, Geum Tae-yeon.
But that's not how it looked to Class President Mi.
'This is dangerous.'
Juyeon-woo looked like a cornered kitten, his worried expression adorably pitiful as he pondered how to escape.
Class President Mi felt a sharp tingle deep in her lower belly. An inexplicable sensation, a trembling she couldn't place—it was making her panties dampen bit by bit.
"Oh, club activities? With that senior?"
"...Yeah."
No way.
Even as she told herself that, she couldn't shake the what-ifs from her head. Juyeon-woo could handle himself, sure, but what if that delinquent senior tried to force herself on him?
Class President Mi let her imagination run wild on its own. Ever since learning about Teacher Eum Ji-hye and Juyeon-woo's relationship, her dirty thoughts had been getting out of hand.
At this rate, her grades might slip. That worried her.
'No, I can't. Snap out of it.'
It was Juyeon-woo's business. She needed to mind her own. It wouldn't be easy, but it was for the best in the long run.
Paang! Paang!
"Ahhng! Hah! Yeon-woo...!"
"......"
Class President Mi was an exemplary student. But before that, she was a healthy, hormonal cadet in her prime.
How was she supposed to hold back with a man and woman going at it right in front of her? She couldn't.
Teacher Eum Ji-hye cried out in ecstasy. She took Juyeon-woo's massive cock all the way to the hilt without a hint of pain, her face twisted in rapture.
Her lewdly stretched pussy gushed obscene fluids everywhere. Juyeon-woo suckled at Teacher Eum Ji-hye's breast milk.
'M-Me too...'
Milk leaked from Class President Mi's nipples as well. Sadly, there was no man to drink it. Her innocent bra soaked it up instead.
'I want Yeon-woo to have mine.'
He drank Teacher Eum Ji-hye's milk with such innocent delight. Gulp after gulp, without a trace of disgust. It was so enviable.
'But...'
Juyeon-woo belonged to Teacher Eum Ji-hye. He was off-limits for Class President Mi. Not that she wanted to seduce some other guy.
"Haaang...!"
Juyeon-woo unleashed his load deep into Teacher Eum Ji-hye's womb. He thrust his hips in to the base and panted in satisfaction.
'That's it for today.'
Class President Mi just wanted to hurry home.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Time passed. After all that, my daily routine somehow stayed miraculously unchanged.
"Hup...!"
"S-Sorry!"
The trio who'd raped me were quietly attending the academy. They flinched and scurried away whenever they saw me.
Geum Tae-yeon must've scared them good.
'Eh, they're probably only like that around me.'
No doubt they strutted around when it was just them.
'I'd probably do the same.'
Screwed the girl of some delinquent I hate? That'd be bar story material for life.
My relationship with Han-seol was the same as ever. Now that she knew the joys of sex, she pestered me for it at every opportunity.
She never said it outright, but the vibe was obvious.
And this body obliged her with sex. Premature ejaculation, but for entirely different reasons than blackmail.
Han-seol's breasts just didn't do it for me, no matter how I looked at them.
I had to deal with Geum Tae-yeon too. After declaring she'd rape me for real, she started tightening the noose.
By cozying up to Han-seol personally and hanging around her to show her face.
It drove only me insane.
"H-Hey, Han-seol."
"Hi, Tae-yeon unnie."
A week. Just one week, and they were acting like besties. From my perspective, it was absurd.
"Heading to kendo club again today? You're so dedicated."
Geum Tae-yeon patted Han-seol's shoulder like a doting big sister. Standing side by side, the physical differences hit hard.
Huge tits, slim waist contrasting a wide, childbearing pelvis. Compared to Geum Tae-yeon, Han-seol had nothing going for her.
If you judged by skills, personality, future prospects—sure, Han-seol scored decently. But that stuff was worthless stats in childhood.
When your libido awakens and runs free, the only thing that matters is raw physical appeal.
By looks, Geum Tae-yeon was alpha, Han-seol beta. That's how my dick rated them.
"What about you, Tae-yeon unnie? Where are you off to?"
"Club stuff too. I told you last time—I'm president of the board games club."
Geum Tae-yeon sauntered off with a neighborly wave, utterly shameless.
Bzzz—
"She looks like a total delinquent, but she's actually a pretty cool unnie."
[Han-seol] — She looks like a total delinquent, but she's actually a pretty cool unnie. Han-seol had no idea who Geum Tae-yeon really was.
That slutty girl in a skirt barely covering a handspan of thigh, swaying her ass as she walked—she'd just messaged your boyfriend.
I wanted to tell her, but I kept my mouth shut.
"I'll head out first."
"Okay, see you tomorrow."
Han-seol to kendo club, me home.
Walking with my guard up in case someone else tried to grab and rape me had become routine.
As I passed through the academy's main gate, I checked Geum Tae-yeon's message.
[Geum Tae-yeon] — I'm ovulating today. [Geum Tae-yeon] — Buy condoms if you don't wanna knock me up. "...I don't care either way."
Bzzz—
[Me] — No money... [Geum Tae-yeon] — Then wait for me at the convenience store. About ten minutes later, Geum Tae-yeon appeared. She was striding toward me from afar.
"Here."
"...Huh?"
"Buy 'em."
Geum Tae-yeon just handed over the cash. Going into the store and buying was my job.
"I don't care. Creampie me or not."
"......"
"Wanna go raw?"
"...I'll, I'll buy them."
I took Geum Tae-yeon's card and headed into the convenience store.