Transfer Student (2)
"...I'm Kang Yuhan, the new transfer student. Nice to meet you, take care of me."
Haa...
"I'm your little sister, Oppa. Kang Jia."
What the hell is this bullshit...
Clap clap clap.
"Ho... hoho... Good, you've introduced yourselves? Then go sit at that desk by the cleaning supplies closet over there."
Kim Su-hee's plan was simple.
Since there wasn't anything important hidden at the house where Kang Jia and I lived, and no one we needed to protect, it was better to just come to school properly with her during the day.
She said she'd handle the mid-semester transfer paperwork herself.
There might not be any 24- and 20-year-olds attending high school in the world, but once we got here, it didn't matter at all.
"Nice to meet you."
This guy in the seat in front of me greeted me cheerfully.
Whether it was a result of the Altered Common Sense or he'd been stressed out even before this twisted world, his scalp was completely bald—like a monk's, shiny enough to reflect the classroom fluorescent lights.
Looking around at the other 'students' in the classroom, everyone seemed off. They weren't even wearing uniforms; clothes were all over the place, and ages varied wildly.
From the old grandpa leaning a cane against his desk, to a girl who looked young but wore casual clothes so you couldn't tell her age, and now this round-bald department-head-looking guy who'd just talked to me. Every kind of person imaginable was sitting there pretending to be students.
"Uh, y-yeah..."
"Keh heh heh! Why the formal speech? We're same-grade friends!"
I realized there could be something even more burdensome than Kim Su-hee playing mom.
This guy who looked old enough to be my dad, telling me to talk casually to him...
But I couldn't not do it.
According to the school rules Kim Su-hee had warned me about before we started this stupid role-play, all students' relationships were determined by grade, not age.
If you didn't follow that, it might summon another janitor—or something even worse. Kang Jia would block it, but better to avoid trouble if we could.
"Uh, uh—ha, haha... Yeah, friends, right..."
"Uhahaha!! Shy guy, huh? One of those introverts they call 'T' types these days? Keh heh heh! Anyway, take care of me."
"Y-yeah... Thanks."
We'd arrived around third period.
Just one more class to endure, then lunch. That meant time to wander the school with Su-hee and gather info on the heretical rituals and human sacrifices.
"Alright, kids, open your books. We got to page 147 yesterday, right?"
The class that followed was surprisingly normal.
Su-hee was the math teacher, and she explained everything smoothly and confidently—impressive.
"Yaaawn..."
But that didn't make high school math, way below my level, any less boring...
Poke poke.
Then Kang Jia, sitting next to me, jabbed my thigh.
"...What, you brat?"
"Hee hee... This is so fun right now. So thrilling. Coming to school with Oppa... Ahahaha!"
Sigh...
I ignored her fawning and turned back to the blackboard, but she got sulky and started reaching toward places she shouldn't.
Squeeze squeeze.
Her hand slithered up one thigh like a snake, slowly stroking my crotch.
"Hey, what're you doing?"
"Hm? What~?"
Kang Jia pretended to look out the window, playing innocent.
But her hand didn't stop.
No matter that I couldn't feel sexual attraction to her, when she rubbed my dick so blatantly, my body had to react. Women get clit erections and Bartholin's gland secretions from stimulation too. That's just human physiology.
Trouble...
I couldn't yell at her to stop during class, especially with Su-hee lecturing up front.
Ding-dong-dang-dong—
Luckily, the break bell rang, ending third period.
"Tch. Teasing Oppa during class is the best part..."
What a pain.
Then the 'girl student' from the seat in front of me stood up and approached—like it was her assigned duty.
"Hey~"
Pretty face. Dolphin pants and a white tee.
Typical summer casual wear.
"Hi? Yuhan, right? I'm Lee Ha-yeon."
Guess I'll play along.
Anyone who might become an ally after we break the Altered Common Sense bonds later was worth having on our side.
"Yeah, hi Ha-yeon. Nice to meet you."
I forced a slightly awkward smile.
That instant—
Chill!
Some invisible killing intent prickled my skin—something only someone who's faced death and murder could sense, that sticky aura.
"You... what the fuck?"
"H-huh? Oh, Jia, right? Hi? I'm Lee Ha-yeon."
Exactly the same greeting I'd given.
But Kang Jia's eyes were already spinning with madness.
"This fucking bitch... flirting with Oppa?"
This is bad.
As I moved to restrain her, she issued the command.
"Die. Right now—take a cutter knife from your pencil case and slit your throat."
"Okay..."
Ha-yeon's already vacant eyes went completely empty.
She turned back toward her seat.
She's gonna die.
If I let this go, 100% dead.
"W-wait!"
I grabbed her hand as she reached for her pencil case, stopping her. Sparks flew from Kang Jia's eyes.
Grind... crunch...
"Oppa... what're you doing... what the hell... what?!"
"Jia, cancel that order. You gonna act like this back in the real world too? People will think you're weird, and if the cops catch you, we'll be separated?"
She trembled.
"No... I don't want that..."
Like a kid throwing a tantrum at her dad for not buying her favorite snack.
But no compromises. I wasn't loosening the leash I'd finally grabbed. One moment of carelessness was enough.
"Right? So stop now—"
"But I hate that slut sticking to Oppa way more. Can't forgive... can't forgive her. Can't forgive can't forgive gonna kill her... gonna kill her────!!"
Her scream echoed through the classroom.
But no one cared.
As if anything outside the class topic didn't exist in this room.
Anyway, had to rein in Kang Jia.
We didn't know if these people were normal or part of the Altered Common Sense. Couldn't let her go on a suicide spree.
But scolding her here wouldn't work.
Time for a carrot.
"Jia, cancel the order and Oppa'll give you cum. Right now during break. Lots in your panties. Wear 'em through class? You'll feel so good. Imagine it—Oppa’s warm, sticky cum against you the whole time..."
"U... ugh...! H-haah♡"
Just imagining it made her lower belly tingle; she clutched it like a guy hiding a boner after waking up in class, awkwardly pulling her hips back.
"Tch... Cheater! Total cheater!!"
"Sorry, Oppa. But lots, okay? Soak your thighs. Yeah?"
"Hauht♡ Haa...♡ O-okay... but don't talk to that slut anymore?"
"Yeah yeah, got it. Won't talk to her."
Kang Jia bit her lower lip, then re-commanded Ha-yeon.
"Tch... don't slit your throat. Act normal. Don't flirt with Oppa."
"Uh... huh? Y-yeah... okay..."
She sat back down, flipping through her textbook like she'd never approached.
Phew...
Blocked it.
"Oppa doesn't know? Hurry! Follow me! Quick!"
Kang Jia was hyped like a dog getting canned snacks outside feeding time, snorting excitedly.
Means give her cum ASAP.
"Got it."
We left the classroom, but no good spots for this came to mind.
But Kang Jia dragged me purposefully.
To the shady corner inside the first-floor central stairs.
"Here! Give it here!"
"What? Here?"
Students wandered by occasionally—it was risky. But to her, no big deal.
She yanked my pants down.
The prolonged teasing in class had my dick rock-hard already.
"Hee hee hee... So cute, so cute, so cute! Got hard from little sister's hand? Huh? Huh? Swollen glans without even ordering it~?"
Smack♡
Grinning idiotically, she pursed her lips and kissed the tip of my glans, right on the urethra.
Smooch♡ Smack♡ Smack♡
Tender kisses like to a beloved baby. Cute sounds, but the sensation on my fully erect dick was anything but cute.
Every touch of her soft, moist pink lips sent electric tingles through the glans.
"Haa...♡ Haa...♡ Why does even your dick smell so good, Oppa? Why?"
Is that even a question?
"Fufu... Embarrassed? Oppa's shy~"
Smack♡
I averted my eyes silently, so she kissed the glans again and got serious about the milking.
"Then... bon appétit~♡ Hawp...♡"
Glans slipped right into her small mouth.
Warm, wet oral cavity.
Like shoving into a lubed-up flesh hole slathered in heated love gel.
"Huwf...♡ Good...? Don't pull hips awayy♡"
...Lick!♡
"Kuh...!"
Her tongue flicked the sensitive groove under the glans, and lightning pleasure shot through my dick.
Just one tongue stroke, and this much pleasure...
Damn.
Maybe... maybe I'd gotten a bit conditioned to her service over time.
Shit.
"Knoow♡ Hee hee♡ Jia knows all~♡"
Lick♡ Lick♡
Slurp♡
Lips sucked the glans while her tongue meticulously licked the urethra and frenulum groove. Every crevice under the glans, between veins—nothing missed.
For her, it must've tasted amazing; I could feel the drool pouring as she savored it. Her slippery tongue, drenched in thick saliva, coated my glans.
If I pulled out now, it'd be sugar-coated in a transparent saliva film. Her aroused drool was that viscous.
Slurrp♡ Schluurp♡
No real affection, just going along with the milking... but my male pride stung as cum churned up way too fast.
Click clack click clack.
As I debated surrendering to the pleasure and letting her extract it peacefully, women's heels clicked.
I peeked out...
S-Su-hee...?