Chapter 45
Chapter 45
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 45
Chapter Title: Into the Abyss Trap (6)
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The new semester had barely begun, but Choi Si-hyeok had been tirelessly working to get close to Cynthia.
To win her heart.
To make her his own.
And ultimately, to carve the words "pleasure" into her pure, untainted body.
Choi Si-hyeok, driven by his twisted desires, wanted to see Cynthia's tears stained with ecstasy.
The conquest and thrill of corrupting her pristine innocence with his own hands was exhilarating just to imagine.
Whenever he pictured her debased like that, blood rushed below, and he grew uncontrollably aroused.
But he overcame those primal urges, seducing Cynthia slowly.
Closing the distance bit by bit, following meticulous steps.
Unlike those he'd just grabbed and kissed on impulse.
Choi Si-hyeok knew he had to start as friends.
Erase the awkwardness, improve their uncomfortable dynamic, and gradually transform their relationship into something good.
It wouldn't be easy, but he was confident.
He'd been a winner since birth.
With his handsome looks and stellar background.
His personality had flaws, but those could be packaged nicely.
Get famous first.
Then even if you shit, people will applaud, right?
In fact, Choi Si-hyeok was one of the top students at Stella Academy, Korea's finest.
And the most famous there.
Not only was he the academy's promotional model, but magazines were filled with stories about him, and he shot ads like a celebrity.
Few women could refuse him.
You could count them on one hand—same-sex attracted or lesbians.
Barring rare exceptions, no tree he targeted stood untouched.
Even married women melted at his word.
"Wait a sec, Sia."
Maybe he'd finally met his match.
"I'm really sorry about earlier. Let's talk."
Full of confidence in himself, he was secretly sweating against the tough nut that was Cynthia.
"......I don't have anything to say. And I'm busy right now."
That damn bitch.
Making me show my true colors.
Despite approaching her first during every break, her responses left Choi Si-hyeok unsatisfied.
"I'm heading out first. Enjoy your lunch, Si-hyeok."
Cynthia soon left the classroom.
"Bye, Sia."
"Yeah, bye."
She crossed the hallway, greeting friends brightly as she passed.
"......"
Choi Si-hyeok watched her back silently, then followed without thinking.
'Where the hell is that damn woman going?'
The real Choi Si-hyeok was sharp and discerning.
Decisive in cutting ties or forging them, knowing when to advance or retreat.
Thud.
Lately, though, his mind lacked peace.
He felt chased by something, growing impatient, leading to mistakes.
"Ha, fuck. Why am I doing this?"
Those frequent slip-ups derailed his original plans.
Thud.
Nothing was going right lately.
It felt like he'd buttoned wrong from the start.
He'd spent a fortune securing the neighbor title to Cynthia, but saw no results yet.
Five billion won down the drain.
Cynthia visited Kang Woojin's house every morning and went to school with him.
He couldn't even remove that obstructing Kang Woojin from her sight.
'Did he really awaken, like Lim Jeong-hyun said?'
He'd sent friends who ended up in the hospital instead.
'No way. How could trash like him fool the Management Bureau? Probably just some judo training.'
Unavoidably frustrating, his thirst for Cynthia only deepened.
Halt.
Following that thirst, Choi Si-hyeok stopped before a stall marked "in use" in the bathroom.
'What? She definitely came in here.'
He'd skipped lunch and used his break to tail her, but she was nowhere.
'Come to think of it, this is the men's room......'
Looking around belatedly.
Glance.
Not finding her, he eyed the one occupied stall.
"......"
Then, lewd sounds leaked from beyond the door.
Slurp, smack, suck......
Even with his experience, Choi Si-hyeok knew them well.
'No way......'
He leaned in, ear to the blowjob sounds from the stall.
Slowly.
His head tilted till it nearly touched the floor.
Peering through the bottom gap, four feet entered his view.
Two presumed male.
And a woman's lower body, kneeling on the ground.
"Ha."
Straightening up, he shook his head.
A couple turning the academy bathroom into a motel in broad daylight.
"Gulp?!"
The unseen woman's moan confirmed their antics.
'Wasted trip.'
Whatever their privacy, they weren't who he sought.
'Wasted time.'
At least that's what Choi Si-hyeok thought.
For some reason, he'd lost Cynthia, sighing deeply.
Bang!
Suddenly pounding the stall door, he said.
"Cut it out, you fuckers. You'll wear out your bones."
Venting frustration.
"If you're horny, at least hit a motel."
Leaving advice-not-advice to the unknown students, he exited.
"Ha, fuck. Where the hell did she go?"
Choi Si-hyeok had no clue.
That vulgar woman in the bathroom was Cynthia.
Unable to wait till after school, sucking cock instead of lunch—the one he'd been chasing.
'......Nah.'
Of course, he'd imagined it.
He was perverted enough.
Projecting Cynthia onto that slut wasn't hard.
Gulp.
Suddenly, on campus, he swallowed dryly, face blank.
What if that woman really was Cynthia?
Not that he'd missed her, but she was the pervert?
That thought chilled him to the bone.
If pure-looking Cynthia was a freak behind closed doors?
Her sultrier vibe this semester not maturity, but someone else's handiwork?
Anxious fantasies spiraling, he ground his teeth.
'How dare......!'
Rage surged.
"Touching my prey?!"
Whoever it was, he'd make them pay.
'Go back now and check......!'
Fists clenched, he turned.
Hesitate.
But his momentum faded quickly.
"......Hoo."
Calm down. Calm.
Our Cynthia wouldn't.
She's tougher and more principled than she looks.
'No one else could handle her.'
At least not at Stella Academy.
Only me who can train her.
Steeling himself, he took a deep breath.
Kang Woojin's face flashed, but even changed, he wouldn't betray his childhood friend like that.
"Yeah. That woman definitely wasn't Sia."
Nodding, he muttered softly.
Maybe he just wanted to believe it.
Couldn't accept Cynthia as someone else's.
"Guess I'll call."
His longing for her deepened.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ 'He left more anticlimactically than I thought.'
I watched Choi Si-hyeok's retreating figure shrink to a dot, then deactivated Clairvoyance.
'Well, that's the normal reaction.'
When a third party spots a couple's outdoor fun, they usually back off.
Openly voyeuring or cackling pervertedly while joining? That's eroge territory.
Even if this world is that eroge.
Showing unexpected common sense, Choi Si-hyeok lightly scolded our bathroom tryst and left.
And shortly after.
"Glrk! Glrk!"
Realizing Cynthia was deepthroating me, I snapped back and looked down.
"Ah, sorry."
Tears welled in her pained eyes.
To ease her, I quickly thrust my hips.
Splurt! Spurt!
Releasing the pent-up ejaculation fully.
"Hng! Kek...! Kek...!"
As usual, Cynthia choked down semen, dry-heaving.
Her muffled struggle to suppress gags was utterly lovable.
Smooth.
I pulled out, wiping her teary eyes with my fingertips.
"You okay?"
"Hoo. Thought I was dying......"
She wiped her mouth saliva herself, continuing.
"Warn me next time. You scared me......"
"Got too good, lost control."
"Sia's throat pussy that good...?"
Still lewdly aroused, Cynthia grinned vulgarly.
Her smile, tears lingering, was artwork beautiful.
"Yeah. It was really good. I'll try warning before next time."
"Mhm. Thanks."
Right then.
Bzzz!
Vibration from Cynthia's uniform skirt.
"Call? From who?"
"Yeah, unknown number?"
Pulling out her smartphone, she shoved it toward me.
"Answer?"
Not saved, but I knew it.
'Choi Si-hyeok.'
Snickering at his persistence, I shook my head.
"Nah. Ignore it."
A great idea hit.
"Got it."
Rejecting, Cynthia stood, straightening clothes.
To keep her heat up, I groped her breasts and ass.
"Bend over, grab that."
"Hng! Keep going...?"
Eyeing the urinal, her eyes widened slightly.
"Why? We haven't done anything yet. Don't wanna?"
"Not that, but someone came earlier. What if another does......"
Despite thigh wetness, she hesitated over location.
"Fine if not."
Her waver irked me; I pulled hands away.
"I already came once anyway......"
"No! I want to! I do!"
She grabbed my wrist desperately.
"Yeah?"
"......Yeah. I wanna. Really."
Following, she bent, gripping the tank lid.
Upper body raised, her smooth waist arched beautifully.
Smooth.
I hiked her skirt, yanked bloomers and panties down.
'Once I crush Choi Si-hyeok, no more bloomers ever.'
Wide open, her pink pussy awaited cock.
"Mm."
Glistening with juices, but tight; I cunnilinguised to loosen.
"Hik?!"
She jolted at lip contact.
"N-Nooo. Don't lick there like thaaat......"
Ignoring her obvious lie, I sucked her quivering pussy tenderly.
"Eek! Yes! W-Woojin-ah......!"
Turning, she pleaded hotly.
"Sounds, sounds'll leak......!"
That meant more.
Knowing her inside out, I nipped her clit, thrust tongue deep.
"Hng! Mng! Ng!"
Lips bitten, she tried muffling moans.
This was outdoor play's charm.
Slurp! Smack! Suck!
I sucked harder, devoted to pleasuring.
"Hng! Hnnng!"
Clenching jaws, she came instantly.
"Hnnng♡!!!"
All efforts wasted; foreplay alone peaked her.
Squelch!
I slammed into her hypersensitive pussy.
Grabbing trembling ass, I pounded fiercely.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Doggy was great and practical.
Thrust rhythm, spanking possible.
Smack!
Like this.
"Hnnng!"
Her ass quivered wildly, uncontrollable moan leaking.
"Ng! Ng! Nngh!"
Each thrust drew short cries echoing in the stall.
Thump.
Aware, she braced one hand, clamped mouth with other.
"Mp! Mmp! Ng!"
Pointless.
Defying, I thrust deeper.
Squelch! Squish! Squish! Splorch!
Impacting each time, stabbing her cervix full force.
And.
Her tightening pussy signaled new climax.
Bzzz!
Cynthia's phone vibrated again.
'As expected.'
Same sender.
Lunch break nearly over.
Unable to scour academy longer, Choi Si-hyeok called again, ignoring the obvious answer before him.
"Hngmp! Mp! Mp!"
Still muffling, she looked back desperately.
"Answer it."
I fetched her phone from skirt pocket, hit connect, held to her face.
"......!"
Her eyes bulged.
No free hand, no wits; shocked expression.
Slowing pace to help her grasp.
"Answer."
Stopping thrusts fully, she nodded faintly.
[H-Hello?]
Hand freeing mouth grabbed phone; she started call with unknown.
[Who is this...?]
Choi Si-hyeok perked up.
[Ah, finally connected. It's me, Si-hyeok. Choi Si-hyeok. Sia, where are you now?]
Now knowing it was him.
Glance.
Face screaming "what do I say?", asking me.
I shrugged: handle it.
[Ah, yeah. Si-hyeok......]
Dazed, she scraped plausible reply.
[I'm out of academy briefly......]
Saying inside risked lie exposure later.
[Outside? Why?]
[J-Just......]
[Eaten lunch? Time's short, when back?]
[Kinda, yeah. Soon.]
Questions, answers.
Simple chat showed no longevity; her lack of feedback promised quick end.
Thus.
Squelch!
I resumed thrusting before hang-up.
[Gonna hang, ahnngh?!]