Chapter 19
Chapter 19
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 19
Chapter Title: The Black-Haired Busty Delinquent Under Girlfriend Hypnosis is Too Cool!
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Marian returned to her dorm and collapsed onto her bed from extreme fatigue.
It wasn't until the next morning that her mind started working again, and hunger set in. Her throat felt parched, as if her body was craving water.
"In the break room yesterday..."
Why was I sleeping naked? I can't remember.
Anyway, she felt drained and listless, like she was on the verge of her period, but it wasn't that unpleasant.
On the contrary, she felt good somehow. Satisfied, perhaps──
She wished she could wake up like this every single day; her mind was that peaceful.
Then, in front of the shower room mirror, she flinched.
"What the hell is this?"
──Her breasts were covered in bite marks.
Someone had deliberately left them, like marking territory by writing their name all over them; vicious bite marks remained.
On top of that, there were hickeys from intense sucking, bruised marks balanced nicely around her collarbone and neck.
"I didn't have sex with my boyfriend."
That's weird.
Has she ever been bitten and sucked on her tits like this? Her boyfriend wasn't the type for such intense sex──
If it had been this rough, she definitely would've remembered.
"──."
It was lewd enough to take her breath away. A body marked up heavily by a specific male──if her boyfriend saw this, they'd break up on the spot.
Where the hell did this happen?
"Hmm."
───────.
"Eh, it's not that big a deal."
Tits can end up with some bite marks and hickeys sometimes, right?
She told her boyfriend her period had unexpectedly come early, so they should postpone the date a bit.
He looked so disappointed that when she said she'd buy the condoms herself, he calmed right down.
"He gets that happy just hearing we're gonna have sex."
Sex is the goal in the end, huh.
Her friends envied her, saying even after five years they were still hot for each other, but honestly, sex with her boyfriend wasn't that great. His dick was small too.
She hadn't started dating him hoping for some romantic love anyway, so it didn't matter.
He wanted a hot wife with a great body, and she wanted her future husband's money.
Buying condoms basically meant──they were having sex that day.
That was Marian's cheat key. It shut down most complaints instantly.
"Ah, how many do I have left?"
She thought she'd bought some in advance.
She rummaged through her handbag, but none were there.
Huh?
When did I use them all?
'Guess I need to buy more.'
While buying condoms and checking out, Marian noticed something and gripped the condom box.
"Ah, sorry. I'll grab another one."
──Her ears burned hot.
Why am I like this today?
The condom box she blankly clutched was extra-large size.
'It wouldn't fit my boyfriend's dick, but this kind.'
Her eyes kept drifting to the Prince Dick condoms.
It felt like she had to buy them; her womb throbbed.
Even as she picked the small size, that box kept catching her eye.
"Huh?"
The clerk tilted her head curiously.
"That's a different product, right?"
──Marian hung her head and muttered.
"I'll take both."
The next day, heading from the dorms to the academy, I spotted the swim team practicing early in the morning.
There, in her competition swimsuit hugging her curvaceous hips and huge ass, with her chest overflowing, was the black-haired busty delinquent who stood out the most.
Black-Haired Busty Delinquent Diana.
"Hey, what're you staring at with those creepy eyes, loser?"
How'd she know?
I was watching from quite a distance, but she sensed my gaze like a ghost.
Isn't the sharpness delinquents have for spotting losers basically love?
If this theory catches on later, Delinquent Philosopher Moro's name will go down in history.
If possible, I'd love a Nobel Delinquent Prize.
Diana glared at me like she wanted to puke at the sight of a loser like me,
yet she strode right up to me from nearly 50 meters away, knowing I was watching. Even couples wouldn't pull that off.
"How'd you know I was here?"
"I felt your lust-filled gaze crawling over my tits. Anyway, fuck off."
With the old suggestions reset and the training memories wiped, Diana's glare was even more venomous.
──Hmm.
Running into her first thing in the morning must be fate.
I cast a new hypnosis on Diana.
By the time I reached the classroom, a pretty green-eyed blonde delinquent with straight hair poked my side.
"Hey! Pig~!"
"Cough."
I instinctively tensed my abs and took it; Lienhua clutched her hand and squatted down.
"Oww!! Why's your gut so rock-hard!?"
If you're expecting soft pig blubber, that's a problem...
Thanks to the Hero's Power perk, my abs could take a pro boxer's punch without flinching.
"How dare you hit my fist with your belly?"
What the hell is that?
Lienhua flashed a sadistic smile with some fancy delinquent footwork.
"Today we're doing that thing. That thing♥"
"That thing?"
"Punching bag."
Unlike washing machine, I got this one right away.
"See ya later... Pig. Run and you're dead?"
As lecture time hit and students settled in, Lienhua whispered in my ear with a smile.
......
I opened Moro's photo album. Which folder to fill today?
Still a long way to match three months of bullying victim material.
'First, class time.'
Today's lecture was basic theory of fire attribute magic.
I could half-ass it while dozing and still get it crammed into my head.
Having only S-rank traits from the main heroine and protagonist types, it's par for the course.
Even in a game world, how easy must their lives be?
That's why I don't wanna turn 'em into enemies.
"Pig♥"
As lecture ended and I headed out, Lienhua grabbed me in the hall.
No way, that thing from earlier?
"Time for punching bag duty?"
Whistling happily, Lienhua led me to the annex restroom.
Her favorite bullying spot.
Starting to get attached to the place.
"Pig, punching bag auto-farm start♥"
"Huh?"
Auto-farm? What?
"Don't play dumb. Punching bags are for auto-farming."
"How?"
Lienhua's mood soured instantly. Normal Moro would've cried at that look.
"Raise your own hand and slap your cheek. Full swing."
So it's not you hitting me, it's me hitting me?
Lienhua crossed her arms, giggling like 'show me now.'
"What're you waiting for? Hurry up."
"Why do it this way?"
Genuinely curious, I asked; Lienhua snickered.
"My hand hurts if I do it."
True. Forgot while having fun elsewhere.
Lienhua herself was one root of bullying victim Moro's pain. Natural-born delinquent.
Living easy just 'cause she's pretty-faced and hot-bodied, personality rotten to the...
Couldn't even be a defeated heroine.
Whatever, fine.
I'll generously observe delinquent ecology.
Could stop it with hypnosis anytime, but why not?
I wanna see it.
That smug face of blonde busty delinquent Lienhua, believing she controls me.
"Pig, time out."
"Huh?"
Slap!
Lienhua smacked my cheek.
"Looks like you need some training today?"
Lienhua grinned wickedly.
It didn't even sting, but she wouldn't tolerate that; as her hand rose again...
I spotted Diana closing in from behind Lienhua and was surprised.
Thwack!!
Diana grabbed Lienhua's arm.
Like a drama scene.
The male lead saving the heroine in the nick of time.
Me in the heroine spot nearly made me burst out laughing, but I watched the delinquent glare-off.
Delinquent catfight incoming?!
"What're you doing?"
Lienhua spat, laced with disgust.
Who the hell are you to interrupt me bullying the pig───
Her sharp delinquent hostility sharpened like a blade.
Diana gripped Lienhua's slender wrist tighter.
"Cut it out, Lienhua."
"Cut what out?"
Ah, chills.
Lienhua pressed Diana seriously, but Diana repeated firmly.
"Stop hitting the loser."
"────."
"────."
No misunderstanding.
Their glares clashed, sparks flying.
Lienhua quickly flashed her signature delinquent smile.
"Whoa, Diana, you've changed a lot?"
"......"
"Don't tell me... you're dating the pig? Heh."
Ooooh, damn. They're gonna fight. Fight.
Two delinquents fighting over me.
This popcorn-worthy show is too good to miss.
The only one Lienhua thinks outranks her is delinquent queen Corelia.
No reason to back down to Diana.
And Diana has no reason to fold to Lienhua.
Normally, Diana would've gagged at "dating a loser?" with a fake vomit act.
But today, the serious vibe lingered.
"Huh."
"What?"
Because of the hypnosis planted at the pool.
The girlfriend hypnosis that humiliated Lienhua.
Did you know flipping a delinquent's traits makes the ultimate girlfriend?
From here, even I was in uncharted territory. What would Diana, seeing me as her boyfriend, do?
I thought the hypnosis was weak since she still called me loser, but no.
Diana called me loser, but her actions, eyes, and tone were totally different.
"Dating the loser."
"Eh?"
Now it was Lienhua's turn to freak.
With Diana's official dating declaration, the tense standoff dissolved,
Lienhua's eyes shook wildly. She looked lost.
She lowered her arm────.
Suddenly, the fight just... fizzled.
Once Diana openly admitted dating me, the air shifted.
"Joking, right?"
"Not a joke? Loser's my boyfriend."
Whoa.
Now I could hear how her 'loser' tone had completely changed.
Before, each syllable dripped contempt and disgust, like a chisel or hammer,
now the hate was gone; it was like a cat's playful paw swipe.
"I'm his girlfriend."
"Since when...?"
"Since this morning."
"You, you two...?"
What would Lienhua say?
Too convoluted for her delinquent brain to process.
Crushing losers and pigs with Diana, then suddenly one friend dates the loser?
Impossible in delinquent world logic.
Delinquents don't even see targets as people before men, hence the bullying.
Going from non-person to person is a huge upgrade, let alone dating?
Even watching from the side, I felt Lienhua's mentality crumbling.
"Jealous?"
Diana stood protectively, tomboy girlfriend shielding her man, rejecting Lienhua.
Lienhua clenched her fists, at a loss.
"Ha, haha."
True madness leaves no room for teasing.
"...Don't hit my loser, Lienhua. Even you're too gross."
That grave line sent shivers.
My jaw cramped holding back laughter.
"Why the hell does it end up like thiiiis~~~!!"
Lienhua couldn't handle it and bolted.
Full psychological and physical evasion, sprinting away.
Hahaha. Like a comic book escape.
Her personality couldn't digest this...
"Tch."
Diana turned to me, annoyed. Similar to her delinquent face, but somehow different.
"Hey. Loser."
"Yeah?"
"Why let some other bitch hit you? Wanna die?"
"Pardon?"
What move is this?
Diana's way of showing affection was hilarious.
"C'mere. Chu time."
"......Chu?"
"Chu's chu, what else, fuck. Hurry."
Too fun; I'll let it ride.
I bowed to Diana; she planted a looooong kiss on my lips, then glared.
"Don't let other bitches hit you. You're my loser. Got it?"
"────."
I held back laughter so hard my guts twisted, not wanting to break the fun flow.