Chapter 83
Chapter 83
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 83
Chapter Title: Childhood Friend Becomes Aware of the Blonde Delinquent (2)
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Men were plentiful.
She gave off a total delinquent vibe, but her stunning looks, large and full breasts and hips, and slim waist—those outstanding feminine assets meant she never spent a single day without a guy.
So she had no real lingering attachment to men. She'd fuck whoever she wanted however she could, and just toss aside anyone who lost her interest.
That eat-and-dump routine was just her everyday normal. To Geum Tae-yeon, Juyeon-woo was no different.
Her boyfriend—a top-performing first-year cadet at the Hero Academy. She'd planned to blackmail him into fucking her and then dump him.
He was handsome enough that she figured she could play with him for a month or two without getting bored.
But lately, her heart had started feeling all unsettled. She'd thought she could drop him anytime she wanted. She'd been dead certain she'd never end up clinging to him.
"—You're really not going?"
"—Whoa, Geum Tae-yeon turning down a guy."
"—Don't flake when it's your turn next time. We'd be pissed."
Even her friends who usually partied hard with her were shocked—her whole approach to sex had changed.
What if she ended up unable to dump Juyeon-woo? What if she started clinging to him in a way that was totally unlike her?
It wouldn't happen, but just in case... she found herself thinking it might.
"— ...Win, Senior."
Did he know she was doing that on purpose? Or was he clueless? Why the hell was he wagging his tail like that?
Geum Tae-yeon caressed her stiff nipples and clamped her mouth shut. To cool her heated body, she masturbated furiously.
She hadn't masturbated once since discovering men. There were dicks everywhere—no need.
Her pride was wounded.
She knew the situation was so urgent that masturbation was the only way to relieve it, but it still felt like she'd lost to Juyeon-woo somehow.
"Ugh... Juyeon-woo...!"
She imagined nestling into Juyeon-woo's firm chest. Sucking his huge cock and getting fucked in her pussy.
She used those fantasies to rub her clit like mad. Her juices gushed out way more than usual—an amount she'd never seen before.
Even Geum Tae-yeon herself felt alienated from her own body because of how much there was.
'Win?'
Win and what, give her a gift or something?
"Haaaah...!"
Geum Tae-yeon let out a sneer as she squirted. She pressed down hard on her swollen clit, even leaking breast milk.
She managed her lust alone, all while wishing someone would suck her dry.
Knock knock.
"—Cadet Geum Tae-yeon, please prepare."
She regained her composure and headed back to the arena.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ After lending my dick to Geum Tae-yeon, I returned. Han-seol was already sitting in my seat, waiting.
Han-seol couldn't tear her eyes from the stadium. Her gaze was distant, like she was recalling the match she'd run in yesterday.
"What're you doing?"
"Ah. Looking at the bracket."
When I approached and asked, Han-seol belatedly snapped out of it and pointed at the screen.
A massive screen was installed right in the center of the stadium, listing all the second-year cadets' names. It was the bracket.
"Second-years are spread out pretty evenly."
"The other academies are working hard too."
There were fewer Infinite Academy cadets compared to the first-years' ratio. Infinite cadets might have the edge in raw entry-level skill, but that meant the others had higher growth potential over time.
Talent can bloom at any moment. Just like how my brain lightning mana attribute got added after the entrance exam—nobody knows how a person's life will turn out.
"Who do you think'll win?"
I asked Han-seol in a casual tone. The only second-year I knew was Geum Tae-yeon, so I needed her intel.
She had a lot of interest in the second-year seniors she'd be dealing with in her generation anyway. She probably knew way more than me.
"Probably Senior Geum Tae-yeon..."
Geum Tae-yeon. She got underrated because of her delinquent looks and attitude—not very hero-like—but her skills were the real deal.
I couldn't believe it at first either. That a girl like her was actually a standout talent.
"Senior Geum Tae-yeon has been training seriously lately."
"How do you know?"
"I heard. And I saw it myself."
Han-seol spoke with near certainty. She had strong faith in Geum Tae-yeon.
Not personal trust, but belief she'd win the Hero Tournament.
'She still has no idea.'
She couldn't even suspect that her childhood friend was getting fucked by Geum Tae-yeon. Impressive or tragic, I wasn't sure.
"—The Hero Tournament deciding Korea's strongest cadet, Day 2! Today we watch the second-years' battles! Give them a round of supportive applause!"
Applause poured in. Cheers telling them to do their best, win or lose.
For the audience, wins and losses didn't matter much. Every cadet who made it to the Hero Tournament was hero material responsible for Korea's security.
Only the cadets themselves obsessed over victory or defeat.
"—The first match is...!"
The announcer read through the bracket and called the participants for the first match of A Block's Round of 32. Geum Tae-yeon—Infinite Academy's Geum Tae-yeon—was up first.
"Her face looks brutal."
"Just think of her as a villain."
Whispers like that came from around us. I agreed with the crowd.
Geum Tae-yeon's first impression was downright awful. No matter how you sliced it, she didn't look like hero material.
Street thug, delinquent, gangster...
She had the exact same vibe. And since she actually pulled that kind of shit, she was infamous all around.
"Why's her outfit like that."
"Infinite Academy doesn't even give out gym uniforms?"
"No way. Think of all the taxes they suck up!"
They got massive funding and poured it into all kinds of support.
Clothes were one of them—request new ones, and they supplied fresh gear right away. Way better than what I had in the military.
The welfare for these hero hopefuls was top-tier.
But Geum Tae-yeon wasn't wearing the Infinite Academy gym uniform. She'd stripped off her top and was just in a black sleeveless.
"What's wrong with it? Looks good."
A few guys smirked. Every world has its titty party fans.
This place had guys who welcomed female cadets showing skin.
Their lecherous stares were gross, but I had no authority to stop them. As long as they didn't cross the line, it was personal freedom.
Han-seol shot them a glance and frowned. She clearly hated the crude comments.
Nobody stopped them.
'Celestials.'
Can't harass women, but men are fair game. Same double standard as my old world. Just the top dog's gender flipped. Here, I was the top dog.
So I let it slide. My own brand of mercy.
I didn't sanction most of the online posts either—big dick this, those kids probably have watery cum that. Sexual harassment like that.
"—Ahh! Infinite's Geum Tae-yeon unleashes telekinesis!"
Her match had been going on for a while. She glared and released her telekinesis. The mana-fueled superpower packed insane power.
Her opponent couldn't budge an inch. They tried to close in and do something, but they couldn't even approach.
The crowd's roars hammered my ears. Thought my eardrums might burst.
"Looks like that, but she's no joke, huh?"
"Making it to the Hero Tournament guarantees skill."
"Infinite would've booted her if she was average. Think about it."
"Yeah?"
The guys behind kept yapping noisily. Mixed in with the cheers, hard to make out.
"Han-seol?"
Han-seol was locked in on the match. She seemed awed and inspired by the second-years' skills.
The realm she needed to reach. And surpass.
She was taking in every match with fresh realization. Totally different mindset from me, who came casually to meet Geum Tae-yeon.
'Am I being too complacent?'
Even someone way younger mentally than me was grinding this hard. Was it okay to just coast like this? The doubt flickered by.
The reflection didn't last. Cheers erupted. Geum Tae-yeon had fully subdued her opponent.
It wasn't even much of an achievement, really.
A leisurely war of attrition—that was Geum Tae-yeon's style. While she wore her foe down, she had all the leisure in the world. Her opponent just flailed desperately and crumbled.
"As expected of Senior Geum."
Han-seol let out a sigh of admiration at her skills. Pure shock—no words to say.
'She'll find out about this girl someday.'
Juyeon-hee at home, Han-seol outside...
'Maybe she won't?'
NTR mangas end in two ways.
Getting caught by the victim. Or not.
What ending would Han-seol get? My preference: never caught, and cuck her clean. Worked out best for me all around.
'Come on, body!'