Chapter 2
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 2
Chapter Title: What Kind of Rapid Development is This?!
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–Therefore, all of you must grow into Awakeners who represent Korea in the future, contributing to the nation's security and development while bearing the responsibilities of being Awakeners.
I expect great things from you all as Hunters. With that, I'll wrap up my speech.
"Whoa..."
Clap clap clap clap. Finally over. It'd been ages since I'd heard a speech that drained me like this. I usually just tough it out, but this was boring.
No wonder I'd been sitting there analyzing the hair of the guy in front of me with my ability.
Precise Analysis:
[Mana 10%, Carbon 40%, Hydrogen 6%, Oxygen 24%, Nitrogen 15%, Sulfur 5%]
"?"
The composition's different from what I remember. Mana's an element?
I was about to ponder what exactly mana was in this world when a voice called from behind me, derailing my thoughts.
"Um..."
"?"
Turning around, I saw the girl who'd been fidgeting unusually behind me the whole time. She was talking to me.
'Huge...'
Am I small? Even accounting for that, the woman in front of me was definitely stacked. Proportions aside, her massive breasts drew the eye.
"M-Me?"
"Yes. Oh, I'm a freshman too. Um..."
The nameless girl hesitated as she held out her phone to me.
"...C-Could I get your number?"
"...Pardon?"
Twenty-five years on earth, and this was the first time a girl had asked for my number. In another world, no less.
"Sure thing."
No problem.
"Th-Thank you!"
Her face lit up as she thrust her phone forward. I punched in my number, saved her name, and handed it back.
"Sado Yun, huh... I'm Ju Hana."
"Ah, got it."
I saved her number under Ju Hana, then looked up at her again.
"See you around, then. I'll text you?"
"Yeah."
Now that I'd actually gotten her number, no clever lines came to mind. Was it because I'd lived my whole life as a solo act? I dazedly watched the back of her head as she turned and walked away. For some reason, the stares around me felt prickly, so I glanced around.
"Eek, she looked this way."
"Sh-Should I ask for her number too? Is that okay?"
"But what if she's not interested? Maybe she just needs friends."
"Even friends would be nice."
"True that."
What were they whispering about? With nothing but girls around, I felt oddly intimidated. I shrugged my shoulders and tried to slip away...
"Hey."
"Eek! Y-Yeah? N-No, yes?"
What? Did I do something wrong? Was this kind of thing banned at the academy...?
"Me too... could I get your number...?"
"Ah..."
And so, I ended up exchanging numbers with thirty people that day.
What the hell.
"...What is this?"
Back at my studio apartment, I stared at the curriculum handout from the academy in disbelief.
"Free, free, training, free...? Is this even school?"
I'd figured it'd be like college and poked around how to register for classes, but something felt off.
No real lectures to speak of. Maybe one or two training sessions a week—and even those were optional special classes. I thought they'd at least have lectures on gates or whatever, but nope, no theory classes either.
Instead, it ran on a club system. Or solo activities.
Students banded together for research, tackled F-rank gates, trained, whatever—and all that counted toward their records.
Obviously, gate clears stood out most. Freshmen flocked to prestigious clubs with history, and clubs wanted talented newbies.
What caught my eye, though, was that students could rent labs or training rooms just by applying. Labs came with basic materials and data, but you'd need to source extras yourself. Still, beggars couldn't be choosers.
I'd only tested my abilities at home so far. Renting a lab outright didn't sound half bad.
Makes sense, really. Even with advanced tech, in a world overrun by monsters and gates, old rules wouldn't hold.
New research, new formulas, new tech—that's the need. Peering at monster cells under a regular microscope? Good luck.
Mana acted like both particles and energy. People spat fire and lightning from bare hands. Easy to understand? Nah.
Of course non-combat types like me—actual researchers, not even support—were in demand.
But how few Awakeners specialized that way?
"This could work...!"
A quick search showed the few options: weapons and armor forged from rare gate metals via ultra-high-heat processes, or potions ground from bizarre plants.
Problem? Pricey. Top-tier Hunter luxuries.
Otherwise, slather on some antiseptic and swing a steel sword. Capitalism gonna capital.
"Alright, let's do this."
Saw the horns, yank 'em quick. Ten minutes after getting home, I was out the door again.
A bit of a hassle, but thinking of the big payoff made it bearable.
"Uh... a lab?"
"Yes."
"One sec. First lab rental request I've seen..."
The academy staffer—tired face, hunched back, the usual—tapped keys a few times, hit enter with a click, and spoke.
"Approved. Sado Yun, right?"
"Yes."
"Write your student ID and number here. Location and password via text. Good luck."
"Thanks."
Didn't expect it to be this easy. Light bow, turn to leave—then a weird mutter from behind.
"Heh, scored her number."
"?"
Something's off with this place.
"This it?"
Didn't know I had it in me to move this fast. Text with lab details hit, and I bolted straight there.
"Potions first time out, yeah?"
Seemed doable with my abilities. Experiments tricky, but I could recruit help. Offer pay for test subjects.
Current potion ingredients circulated plenty. Issue wasn't rarity—it was that grinding, boiling, whatever, never yielded potions.
Special processes, catalysts needed. And origin tech? Locked tight. Money over backlash mindset. Can't fault 'em.
"Thanks to that, I get to research easy."
Gate grass. Grew everywhere near or in gates. Common weed.
Looked like plain grass, but not through Precise Analysis.
[Mana 43%, Xa 20%, ...]
"?"
That Xa screams recovery aid. But what is it? No search results. My research fodder.
"Extraction."
Extraction (Lv. ?)
Awakening was straight-up busted. Staring at the mystery green juice in the beaker, I could only laugh hollowly.
"Ha ha."
Trials, errors, repeats. Skipped meals, lost in the thrill. A week in, I gazed proudly at the pale pink liquid in the vial.
[Xa 45%, Mana 30%, Water 25%]
"It's done...!"
No clinical trials, pure hack job. But endless extraction, fusion, synthesis nailed the ratio.
"...Now what?"
To count as a record or patent under my name? Needed legit results. Experiments, obviously.
"Tch, tricky."
Who to ask... Huh?
–Hey, Do-yun. It's Ju Hana. From orientation? Hope you remember. Got a sec?
Ding. The message made me grin unwittingly.
"Found you."
Test subject—er, precious lab partner!
Set a meetup on the spot. Took under thirty minutes to dash there.
'Wait, what do I even say? "Help with an experiment?" Or "Wanna try this?"'
Wrong. Both sound weird. Heart raced ahead; no good lines.
"Ah, Do-yun?"
"Uh, s-sip. Yeah!"
Busted. Felt it instantly. First meet—not counting orientation—off to a rocky start? High chance of doom.
"Pfft... Oh, sorry."
"N-No worries..."
Right, she startled me from behind. Not nerves making me stutter.
Definitely not my first private girl meetup jitters.
"Anyway, nice to see you. Been a bit, right?"
"Y-Yeah. Sure has... haha..."
Coming off too loner-ish. No! Find a way to salvage this!
"Um, by any chance..."
As if reading my panic, Ju Hana hesitated and broached her point.
Good, spill it quick. Once she talks, I can pitch mine easy.
...Not cuz I'm scared to go first.
"Do-yun, you don't like lattes?"
"...Huh?"
She pointed at the strawberry latte in my hand. Untouched, thanks to nerves—er, planning my pitch.
"Oh, no. Just... I'll drink it!"
Shit, don't want her thinking I dissed her kindness. Straw in, slurp.
"...Gulp, ack."
Ju Hana swallowed, then clapped a hand over her mouth in surprise.
Sluuuurp. Ahh. Tasty."
I slurped a sip demonstratively, smiled. Good enough? Please say yes.
"Glad to hear. Um... sorry. I'm no good at this small talk..."
Finally, her real business. Hurry up. So I can ask my favor.
"...Just stay put nicely, okay?"
"Pardon?"
Eh?
Her gentle smile hit—and my consciousness blanked.
When my eyes reopened...
Squelch, squelch—
"...Ngh♥ Haaang♥"
"......?"
Two huge flesh orbs bounced and jiggled before my eyes, moaning.
What the fu—blinked wrong? Rubbed eyes, lifted hands—
"...Huh?"
Bound. Arms spread wide, tied firm somewhere.
"Wh-What the hell..."
Then sensation hit below: slick, hot, squeezing.
Squelching too, weirdly good...?
"H-Huh?"
"Oh, you're up?... Ngh♥"
"W-Wait, why the—?!"
Chilly for a reason. Clothes gone. And riding me, shaking her hips...
"Ju... Hana...?"
Waist-length silky black hair. Eyes glinting dangerously. Breasts big enough to call huge.
Definitely Ju Hana grinding atop me.
But why?
"It, it huuurts... Ouch..."
Painful. For real. Why? Getting raped sucked, sure, but dick should've felt good at least, right?
"Ngh, st-stop, pull ooout...♥"
"Hehe, so cute. Sorry. Wasn't planning this."
"Ugh, urgh...♥"
"Dress like a slut, how can I not?!"
"Hrngh...!"
No resisting. Her ass—way too big for me—swallowed my cock, slamming down relentlessly.
"Gotta treat you rough!!"
"S-Sorryyy...♥"
Why say that? Not my will. Something hijacked my body.
"Haa, haa... Know how long I waited?"
Mad glee in her eyes pinned me. Ju Hana was pretty, but... fear over pleasure mixing with her.
"Numbers."
"Y-Yes?"
"How many'd you give?"
Her speech flipped casual. Didn't notice.
"Th-Thirty-ish..."
"You're shitting me?"
"Eek...!"
Slap♥ Slap♥
What in my words turned her on? Hips wilder. Pussy clenched harder—like milking every drop.
"Ugh, hrngh...♥"
"You slut... I agonized how to approach, and you hand 'em out like candy!!"
"L-Lifelong virgin... "
No clue my sin, but grovel time.
"Then you show up dressed to fuck? Who wears that?!"
"N-No, my clothes..."
Swear, nothing slutty. Shirt, slacks. Normal.
"Shows your figure."
"Wh-What..."
Forced logic. Bullshit...
...No means to fight. Took it more.
"Urgh...♥"