Chapter 36
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 36
Chapter Title: The Domineering Student Council President Tempts Me with Her Breasts
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Everyone who's ever gone to school has fantasized about landing a pretty girlfriend, right?
There's no such thing as conflicts over tastes or beliefs.
You just fall head over heels.
During break time, I turn around in my seat and fiddle with Hena's hand while gently brushing her bangs aside.
"...Eek."
Hena, already shy just from me touching her hand, shrank her shoulders even more.
"How about sweeping your bangs to the side? You'd look even prettier."
"It's embarrassing..."
"What're you two up to?"
The now-familiar trio.
Yuuna drags over a chair and plops down right next to the desk.
"The vibe got weird all of a sudden?"
"Well..."
Instead of the fumbling Hena, I spoke up.
"We just decided to start dating."
"......Huh?"
Yuuna swallowed hard and stared at me blankly.
"Yuuna?"
"...Oh, r-right... Got it."
I'd be lying if I said I didn't have feelings for Yuuna, but from now on, I'm drawing a line.
I've chosen Hena.
It's like declaring I can't keep up that flirty almost-something with Yuuna anymore.
"Hena. You heard everything I said."
"......"
Huh? What'd I say?
Something's off between Yuuna and Hena.
"So that's how you wanna play it?"
"What'd you two talk about?"
This wasn't what I intended.
"Ask him yourself. Anyway, congrats, you two. Childhood friends, huh? Nice for you, Hena."
"......"
Hena just kept her lips pursed tight.
Yuuna was on edge too, so I couldn't even ask.
Seeing Yuuna, who'd always been all smiles, get serious like this threw me for a loop.
"Gotta go. Need to head home early today."
"Yuuna..."
Is she mad?
I just stared blankly as she turned and walked off coldly.
"Hena. What happened?"
"Nothing..."
She doesn't wanna talk about it.
I thought the three of us could keep hanging out like always, but the second we became a couple, cracks formed instantly...
...Is this just how dating works?
'I've got zero dating experience, so who knows...'
I'd figured I'd just dive in and see what happens, snatching up Hena on impulse.
But in exchange, it felt like I'd lost something... No.
Like something had just begun.
Hopefully it wasn't one of En-chan's massive traps...
"Kim Sanghyeok."
A classmate whose name I didn't know called out to me.
"Yeah?"
"Your little sisters said to get you."
Little sisters? Plural?
Stepping out into the hall, I couldn't help but smirk at the dazzling sight.
What're Serena and Stella doing here? Come to see Oppa?
Serena, with her black hair and purple eyes, radiating a mystical aura.
Stella, cute as ever with her lively side-up ponytail.
My little sisters—actually a year ahead of me—were peeking around in front of the upperclassmen's classrooms, looking for me.
"Oppa! Here!"
"Eek!"
Stella bounced over like a rabbit.
Serena, like she'd known I was watching, flashed a big smile.
"Oppa~."
"What's up? Even you, Serena?"
"Stella said she'd chicken out alone, so she begged me to come with... Mmph!"
Stella clamped a hand over Serena's mouth.
"What're you saying! You came with me, so I had no choice but to tag along, right?"
Whichever it was, it warmed my heart.
"How's your ankle, Stella?"
"Huh?"
A bandage still wrapped her slender ankle above her school shoes.
"Got some healing magic, so it's fine now."
"Good to hear."
A scar on ankles this pretty would've broken my heart...
Stella's cheeks flushed.
She kept glancing at me nervously—totally different from before.
"What brings you here?"
"...Your cut of the loot. You didn't pick it up, Oppa."
"Oh, that? You were passed out..."
"Yeah, I heard. You carried me to the nurse's office..."
Then handed her off to Serena.
Who knew that manga talk would pay off? I acted like a proper big bro.
"Here's your share. I tossed in a little extra."
"To Oppa, who barely did 1% of the work?"
"Th-that's!"
Serena giggled.
I grinned too, watching shy Stella.
"Isn't it normal for a dealer to tip their support? You don't even know that, Oppa?"
You have received a trade request from Leader Stella.
Distribution confirmed... 550 coins
"Pretty generous, huh."
Pfft. Nightmare Kin are cheapskates.
But I kept that to myself—probably just 'cause the golden dungeon was such a goldmine.
Stella meant it when she said it was generous.
"This should cover the meal I owed you."
"You don't even have lunch money, Oppa!?"
Shocked, Serena grabbed my arm and shook it.
"Why didn't you say so! I could've bought you food. Or packed a bento! Were you starving? Hungry right now?"
"Nah, nah. A friend treated me—ate plenty."
"Really? What's your friend's name? Gotta thank them later."
"Yuuna, and Hena."
"Both girls?"
...Yeah, so?
Serena smiled sweetly.
"Oppa mooching off female classmates... Makes me hate myself for not knowing."
"You couldn't have."
"I'll pack bentos from now on!"
"Nah, cafeteria food's pretty good."
The school grub goes for bold flavors you can't get at home.
Well-balanced, I think.
"You sure?"
"Yeah. Got meal money now anyway."
Serena's so devoted—stays up fixing Oppa's clothes despite her own school stuff.
Don't wanna burden her.
"What if Oppa wastes away...!"
"Don't overdo it, Serena. You think our Oppa's some kid?"
"Our Oppa?"
"Our Oppa???"
Serena and I whipped around to Stella in unison.
"Wh-what...? Why...?"
"Hearing such sweet words from Stella's mouth? Shocking."
"...I don't always spit venom."
"What happened between you two in there? Spill, Oppa!"
"Well, see..."
"Tell, and you're dead."
Stella glared daggers at me.
...Oops.
Already spilled to someone else—what now?
"You already told someone? Heh heh heh."
"Don't use Thunderbolt here, Stella...!"
Crackle, crackle—red lightning danced across the classroom floor, drawing stares from classmates wondering what was up.
"For real! I only told super trustworthy girl friends."
"Who? That Hena and Yuuna from earlier?"
"Uh..."
"If word spreads, they're gone."
...Haha, obviously a joke.
It was a cute story to me, but to Stella, showing her clumsy side in the dungeon must've bruised her pride.
"Don't worry. If they were the type to blab, my secret would've leaked school-wide by now."
"What secret?"
The one where I'm a Personality Excretion holder.
Saw the anonymous Back Board today too—no mentions of it.
Proof only a few insiders know, and none are spilling.
[Student Council President Isabella]
After afternoon classes end, come to the 3rd-year dojo immediately.
"...Oh. Gotta go."
"Don't change the subject. It's not that urgent, is it?"
"Nah, super urgent. A call from my Master who knows my secret..."
"Eek..."
Serena's cheeks burned as she fidgeted.
"M-Master...? That's intense..."
"...Perverted Oppa. What the heck do you even do at the academy?"
"Might be home late tonight."
Gotta hustle before Master gets mad.
I send my little sisters off and head back to pack my bag.
As I'm slinging on the crossbag from today's dungeon favor, Hena grabs me.
"Walk home together...?"
"Ah, got some stuff to do today."
"Oh..."
"Don't look so down."
I pat her head, and a smile blooms on her face instantly.
"You can head home strong and solo, right?"
"Yeah."
Good.
Now it's my turn to head to the upper-year building.
Asked a passing senior where the dojo was—easy enough.
One of the academy annexes was a martial arts dojo, straight-up traditional style.
Shoes off at the entrance.
Slipping across the smooth hardwood in socks felt great.
"Over here."
The president stood in the wide dojo, clad in a crisp white judogi.
It suited her so well—I never pegged her for a martial artist.
Unlike her student council getup, her hair was tied back neat, radiating healthy vibes.
And crucially, those breasts.
The president's massive rack strained against the judogi, practically spilling out.
No bra...?
For someone her size, overflowing sex appeal might be daily life, but...
To me, whose standard was twenty-odd years of 2D waifus, this outfit screamed blatant temptation.
She didn't call me as a photo op assistant, did she...?
'Wore this before rolling around with you. Like it? Lay me down right now if you do.'
...Whoa. Dangerous fantasy. Stop.
I've got a girlfriend!
"What're you spacing out staring at?"
"Never seen you like this before..."
"Yours is in the changing room. Get changed."
...What?
I head to the changing room and check the lockers.
Spotted something weird on the name tags.
'No guys' names?'
Women's judo club or something...?
Makes sense with weight classes and all.
'Hold up.'
But one locker had a guy's name.
[Kim Sanghyeok]
Freshly printed, too.
...Why's my name here...?
Inside hung what looked like a brand-new judogi.
'Joined without knowing...'
Stash the crossbag, change clothes.
Thinking it's the girls' room gives me a weird boner vibe...
Judogi's baggy—no tenting. Phew.
'Though that bagginess makes the president's tits practically pop out...'
If I grab her collar... they'd jiggle...
Way too stimulating just imagining...
"Fuuu..."
Picture my black-haired big-tits girlfriend to calm down.
Stepping out, the president strides right up.
Did I mess up?
That nice floral scent wafts over again...
"Not like this. Watch."
"Ah, yeah..."
Legally peeking down, I see like 80% of her violent breasts.
"You watching properly?"
"Yes..."
Staring, entranced.
"Tie it tight like this..."
She's totally baiting me, right...?
If so, first cheating boner crisis averted. Barely.