Re-education and a Hallway Brawl
"Feed-me" parasites, get the fuck out!
"I'm hungry. Feed me."
It was lunchtime, and my stomach was growling. Minji, Jihye, and Ye-jeong—who was handcuffed with her hands in front of her—all stared at me, but none of them dared to call me a "feed-me parasite." If some Womad-type bitch ever dared to call me that, even if she were a blood relative sharing my sacred lineage, my Excalibur—no, my baseball bat—would show no mercy. I would have beaten her ass until it was on fire. "Womad" was a radical feminist website, a portmanteau of "worm" and "nomad," essentially self-deprecatingly comparing themselves to parasitic wanderers. Thankfully, when the apocalypse hit, that godforsaken site went down with the rest of the world.
"But what are we eating? We used up all the meat and vegetables yesterday."
"We have Spam, canned tuna, instant rice, instant curry, instant black bean sauce, and ramen. And kimchi."
"Let's just have the curry and black bean sauce."
Once I unlocked her handcuffs, Ye-jeong washed the rice with bottled water, placed it in the pressure cooker, and set it over the LPG burner. *Hiss—shhhhh—* As the pressure cooker began to steam and whistle, Ye-jeong set a pot on the portable gas stove, filled it with bottled water, and dropped in four packets of instant black bean sauce and four packets of instant curry.
"Ye-jeong, you look pretty used to boiling instant pouches in water. Must be from living in that camper van without a microwave."
"Even camper vans have microwaves, you know!" Ye-jeong huffed, her voice laced with a slight pout.
Pfft. She was adorable when she was sulking. I stepped up behind her, wrapped my arms around her waist, and stroked her thighs beneath her short shorts.
"It's dangerous while I'm cooking," she said, sounding exactly like a mother. Well, she was Minji's mother, so I guess that wasn't entirely wrong.
While I was teasing Ye-jeong, I noticed Minji huddled in the corner. Normally, Jihye would be busy tormenting her, but Jihye seemed exhausted today and was just lying down.
"Hey, Minji. I checked out your camper van yesterday, and the bed only looked big enough for two. How did all four of you sleep in there? Did Juho sleep on top of your dad, and you slept on top of your mom?"
Minji shot me a look of pure, pathetic pity. I know, I know, Minji. Why take a pro-wrestling joke so literally?
"Minji, it's a joke, a joke. Don't pout, just tell me."
"First with Mom, and now this... Stop looking down on us just because we lived poorly. You're acting just like our old boss."
Ah, my designated Jeongsil was seriously upset. Better soothe her.
"I'm sorry, Minji. Don't be mad. My bad."
Minji's expression softened slightly.
"I'll forgive you this once, but don't do it again."
"Yeah, got it. So, how did the four of you sleep?"
"I'm short, so I slept in the bunker bed above the driver's seat. My brother slept on the converted sofa bed. In camper vans, you can connect the sofa and the table to make an extra bed. Honestly, our camper van was one of the better ones because it had a separate bathroom. The cheaper models my dad looked at because of our budget had convertible bathrooms where you just pull a shower curtain over the toilet to wash. I'm just glad Dad bought a higher-end model secondhand."
"A shower curtain instead of a proper bathroom? Sounds like the perfect setup for peeping. Heh."
"Not every man in the world is a pervert like you, you know."
Yeah, not me, but your brother definitely is.
"Hey, I'm practically a gentleman compared to most. You just haven't experienced how terrifying men can really be. Mark my words, if I weren't sticking by your side, there are bastards in this very officetel who would pounce and rape you in a heartbeat."
"You're the only one who'd do that!"
I told her to call me Master, but she just calls me "Oppa" whenever she wants. Just like Jihye calling me "Darling" of her own accord.
"It's all ready!" Ye-jeong announced.
"Minji, plate four portions, grab some kimchi, and take it over to the neighbor."
Ye-jeong and I chose the curry, while Minji and Jihye had the black bean sauce. But as I sat next to Minji, her black bean rice looked so appetizing that I plunged my spoon into her bowl and took a bite. Minji immediately started nagging me.
"Ew, that's so dirty! Why are you putting your spoon in someone else's bowl? Don't you know I absolutely despise 'one-bite' parasites?"
This bitch was cut from the exact same cloth as Jihye. Treat them a little too well, and they start climbing all over you without knowing their place. How dare she call me dirty? I decided it was time for Minji's re-education.
"Today, Minji is going to feed me. Mouth-to-mouth. And I'm going to feed Minji mouth-to-mouth, too."
Hearing my words, a look of utter disgust washed over Minji's face. But really, what could she do about it? I chewed up some of my curry rice first and leaned in to feed her, but she clamped her lips shut, refusing to open them. Well, as my life motto goes: the bat always has the answers.
"Minji, do you see that baseball bat leaning in the corner of the room? Do you want to do this the hard way, or the easy way?"
Minji reluctantly forced her mouth open. I pushed the food in, and despite her clear revulsion, she swallowed it in one gulp.
"Minji, even if I chewed it a few times for you, how can you just swallow it without chewing? Now, your turn. Feed me."
Minji scooped up some of her black bean rice, chewed it a few times, and then transferred it into my mouth. Having a pure virgin chew and pass food to me made it taste incredibly sweet. Ah, wait, she's not a virgin anymore, so maybe it shouldn't taste sweet? Whatever, she still looked like a virgin, so it tasted sweet enough to me.
"Kimchi, too."
Minji held a piece of kimchi with the very tips of her lips and fed it to me. Well, kimchi is better unchewed anyway since the crunch makes it tastier, so I let it slide. After finishing lunch, I cuffed Ye-jeong's hands in front of her with a pair of pretty silver bracelets and lay down on the bed to rest. As someone who was always an early bird, waking up so early lately had ruined my biological rhythm, so I wanted to catch up on some sleep. Ye-jeong was busy washing dishes, so I couldn't call her over. Minji's tits were too small to comfortably fondle while falling asleep. And Jihye... she was a bit too volatile. If I treated Jihye the way I treated Minji, I felt like I'd wake up with a knife in my chest.
Thwack! Thud!
"You son of a bitch!"
"You fucking whore!"
Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Aaaargh!"
I was jolted awake by a racket that sounded like a dog being slaughtered. As I sat up, utterly bewildered, the front door burst open. Jihye storming in with her hair disheveled and her clothes torn in several places. Seething with rage, she didn't even take off her shoes as she grabbed the baseball bat and marched right back out.
Crack! Thwack! Bam!
"Argh! Stop! I'm sorry! I won't do it again!"
Wondering what the hell was going on, I stepped outside. The day laborer ajussi from Room 207 was getting absolutely pulverized by Jihye with the baseball bat, while Minji was cowering nearby with a terrified expression.
"Minji, what happened?"
Minji didn't answer, keeping her head hung low. At this rate, Jihye was going to beat the man to death. Deciding to break up the fight, I snuck up behind Jihye, wrapped my right arm around her neck, and attempted to lock in a rear-naked choke.
But Jihye immediately grabbed my right forearm with her left hand, gripped the right shoulder of my T-shirt with her right hand, and yanked downward. She suddenly ducked her upper body, slipping out to my right rear. Before I could process the failed choke, Jihye, now behind me, threw a left punch straight between my legs. Fortunately, her angle was off, and it didn't land cleanly. Undeterred, she began hammering punches into my right knee and thigh with her right hand.
Thud! Crack!
"Argh!"
My thigh instantly buckled.
In that split second, Jihye grabbed the left waistband of my pants with her left hand and threw herself backward. Although my arm was still wrapped around her neck, she had managed to transition, mounting my torso from under my right armpit.
Bam! Crack! Thud!
Jihye began raining hammer fists down on my face with the bottom of her left hand.
"Fuck! Ow! Stop!"
The sheer pain forced me to release my grip on her neck. Her eyes were completely bloodshot; she was out of her mind and beyond reasoning. I hurriedly covered my face with both arms.
Thud! Bam! Crack! Thwack!
"Ah! Stop! I'm sorry! My bad!"
Smack!
"Kyaaa!"
I heard what sounded like Minji screaming. Glancing sideways, I saw Minji sprawled out next to Jihye. Taking advantage of Jihye's split-second distraction, I clamped my teeth down hard on her hand right in front of my face.
Chomp!
"Ah! Fuck, what are you doing?!"
Chomp!
I bit down even harder, refusing to let go.
"D-Darling?"
Jihye seemed to finally snap out of her frenzy, so I released her hand.
"Uwahhh! I'm so sorry, Darling!"
Jihye burst into tears and threw her arms around me. It felt a bit like being hugged by an abusive mother who beats her kid and then cries and apologizes in an endless cycle of gaslighting.
"It's fine," I muttered.
There was no point in arguing, so I just patted her back.
"But why did you beat that guy into a bloody pulp? And why are you a mess too?"
"That son of a bitch tried to lay his hands on my Minji! When I asked him what the fuck he thought he was doing, he flinched at first, but then he saw I was a woman and asked if I was going to spread my legs for him instead. How the hell was I supposed to let that slide?!"
"So what did you do?"
"I clocked him right in the jaw. If you hadn't taken my lottery tickets, Darling, I could've upgraded my Strength stat and knocked that piece of shit out instantly. Instead, it turned into a messy dogfight. I almost lost when he locked me in a guillotine choke, but I punched him straight in the balls."
"How do you even know what a guillotine choke is?"
"The precinct chief hated me, so he sent me and this useless, aging female cop to handle a brawl between drunkards. I got caught in a guillotine choke, and that useless bitch didn't even fire her Taser—she just stood there screaming, 'What do I do? What do I do?!' If she hadn't been a fellow cop, I would've knocked all her teeth out. Eventually, the male officers arrived as backup and saved me, but after that, I went to a gym and learned some self-defense."