Chapter 85
Chapter 85
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 85
Chapter Title: Childhood Friend Conscious of the Blonde Delinquent (4)
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The second-year Hero Tournament was far more intense than the first-year one. With no one painting an overwhelmingly dominant picture, it even bordered on desperate.
Inevitably, someone stood out among them.
— Aah! Cadet Geum Tae-yeon! She's completely crushing her opponent!
Geum Tae-yeon was that someone.
"At first, I thought she looked like a total delinquent, you know? But now she just seems kinda pretty."
"No tattoos on her body either. She just looks the part on the outside. Maybe she's not a real delinquent?"
"But that's not quite right either."
Geum Tae-yeon was changing her image with her own skills. Though it wasn't the kind of image that could be so easily changed. Still, people had started viewing her positively.
Right behind me. I glanced at Han-seol. She was looking at me too. Her eyes held doubt about the evaluation of Geum Tae-yeon.
I shrugged my shoulders in a non-denial denial. No matter how much you dressed it up, Geum Tae-yeon was a delinquent.
A delinquent who threatened her junior boyfriend and fucked around. But to the general public, that flaw meant nothing.
In the end, it was a skill-based society. Especially for heroes.
A hero's skill directly tied to societal safety, public order, and security. The atmosphere favored skilled heroes over nice ones.
Of course, no one wanted criminal heroes, even if they were skilled.
A little delinquent behavior was nothing. At most, she'd fucked a few guys, so people didn't harp on it.
The guys who'd been on the receiving end might feel differently, but people didn't care that much.
"She really is strong."
"...That telekinesis ability is too powerful in interpersonal combat. It keeps most people from even getting close."
You couldn't get near her. If you couldn't approach, you couldn't do anything.
For anyone facing Geum Tae-yeon, it was just a beating. The fights were unfair.
— Down! And Geum Tae-yeon claims another victory! Just like in the first-year Hero Tournament results, will Infinite Academy dominate the second-year as well? The other academies need to step it up!
The mood at Infinite Academy soared. Even if Geum Tae-yeon's personality was rotten, in this moment, they cheered for her as a fellow Infinite cadet.
My phone vibrated again. Geum Tae-yeon texted me every time she got back to the waiting room.
I stood up awkwardly. Han-seol looked at me with a face full of worry.
"Bathroom again?"
"...Guess I ate something bad today."
"What'd you have for breakfast? Shouldn't you take some medicine?"
"Dunno."
No real problem. I wasn't actually going to the bathroom, after all.
'In a different sense, it is the bathroom?'
Going to cum in Geum Tae-yeon's mouth. In a way, it was the bathroom.
If I told Geum Tae-yeon, she'd laugh it off like it was ridiculous.
'From her perspective, I'm the bathroom.'
Both thinking of each other as the bathroom. It was just funny.
"Don't worry. Keep watching the matches. I'll be right back."
I sat Han-seol back down as she tried to follow and quickly headed to Geum Tae-yeon's waiting room. I moved extra carefully after running into her in front of the bathroom earlier.
The moment I entered the waiting room, Geum Tae-yeon welcomed me. She came right up and yanked my pants down.
"Senior...!"
"What should I say? After sucking your dick, I feel this surge of energy. My condition improves too."
Geum Tae-yeon had her own superstition. That's why she sought out a guy's dick right before matches.
And my dick seemed pretty effective.
*Slurp, slurp! Sluuuurp!*
Geum Tae-yeon sucked my dick even more aggressively than before. It felt like it might get pulled off.
I couldn't endure the stimulation and came quickly. Even after cumming several times since morning, my semen was still thick.
"You feel good too, right?"
"...Not at all. If you weren't blackmailing me, I never would have..."
"Yeah, yeah, all talk. Your dick gets rock hard every time."
Just her touch made me erect. It had reached that level. I found myself anticipating it unconsciously.
Her technique was better than other girls', so I couldn't help reacting.
"That's...!"
"I get it. I'm just that good. Other guys were the same. At first, they whined no, don't, but later they'd beg for it."
Geum Tae-yeon wiped the cum from her lips as she spoke.
"But once they changed like that, I lost interest. No fun anymore, you know?"
"......"
"In that sense, you're a great guy. You keep resisting to the end, giving me fresh thrills."
And your dick is sturdy too. She added that casually.
Her whispering voice made my dick twitch.
Geum Tae-yeon grinned. Knowing my dick better than anyone, she teased me further.
"Your dick looks at its limit already. Wanna put it in my pussy? If you want, I can let you. Time's tight, but you're a quick shot, so you can cum fast."
"...No thanks. I don't want to do it with you, Senior."
"Hmm, really? Then don't. No need to put it in. Not urgent today."
Geum Tae-yeon said that and pulled my pants back up for me. Then she patted my butt. A gesture to get lost quick.
"Han-seol's waiting, right?"
"......"
I didn't reply. Lips pressed tight, I left the waiting room.
Geum Tae-yeon kept winning after that. Was my cum really effective? She didn't lose to anyone. In that moment, she seemed like a pro hero.
— Ooh, oooh! Geum Tae-yeon! Overwhelming! Even after all this, her telekinesis is still mighty!
The crowd roared at the announcer's words. They marveled at the immense telekinesis pinning down her opponent cadet.
"...Amazing..."
Even Han-seol beside me felt the same. She was purely enjoying the second-year Hero Tournament. While analyzing her own shortcomings and pondering improvements.
The polar opposite of me, just scraping by. She was younger, yet her focus was respectable.
'I'm the one wasting my years.'
A moment of self-pity. But it didn't motivate me to try harder.
I just wanted to live easy in this world.
Househusband, NEET—that was the dream.
In that sense, Han-seol was a great match. Lacking in looks and body in many ways, but her diligence was top-tier.
'Perfect marriage material.'
Not so much for dating. There used to be a time when that was a compliment. Now it was just an insult.
— It's decided! Second-year Hero Tournament—Korea's next-gen hero! Super rookie! Right here, right now!
The winner was, naturally, Geum Tae-yeon. She smiled through her evident fatigue. An arrogant grin, but it suited her and added to her charm.
"Wow, still looks fine after fighting like that."
"Nah, probably not. But you can feel the confidence. She's got some reserve left."
"Korea's got backbone. First-year Han-seol, second-year Geum Tae-yeon. All Infinite cadets? Infinite really is the place... Gotta send kids there to make heroes..."
The other spectators seemed to think the same as me. Interpreting it as confidence.
— So cool. Korea's pride! Stalwart hero!
The announcer rambled on, overcome with emotion.
Geum Tae-yeon stood tall in the arena, basking in applause. Yet she scanned the surroundings, searching for something.
Face smudged with dirt, looking for someone.
Geum Tae-yeon's gaze turned this way. Toward Han-seol and me. Then she smirked. Like she'd found what she wanted, her face lit up. She turned her head away naturally.
"......"
Han-seol, receiving the gaze, tilted her head.
"Did Geum Tae-yeon just look this way?"
"Maybe someone in front?"
"There's cadets. That one from yesterday! Han-seol!"
People behind chimed in. They blabbed that Han-seol was where Geum Tae-yeon's eyes had landed.
"Why look at Han-seol all of a sudden?"
"No idea."
"Because of yesterday's match?"
"Same first place, so good luck or something...?"
I shook my head. It wasn't that. Geum Tae-yeon hadn't been looking at Han-seol to begin with.
With everyone chattering, Han-seol looked puzzled too. Starting to believe Geum Tae-yeon had looked at her.
I didn't correct the error.
"With her personality, maybe she wants to fight Han-seol too? Delinquent style."
"Think so? Gonna smash Han-seol too...?"
"Suits her. Then that last smile?"
"A sneer."
The makeshift puzzle gained weight. Han-seol, listening quietly, seemed to feel the same.
Misunderstandings arose in various ways.
Han-seol stared at Geum Tae-yeon with a serious face. Geum Tae-yeon had already turned away, but fighting spirit lit Han-seol's eyes.
Pure desire to surpass Geum Tae-yeon overflowed.
That's why. The emotions she showed now made sense.