Chapter 53
Chapter 53
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Translator: penny
Chapter: 53
Chapter Title: Female Delinquents Eat Me Up
-----------------------------------------------------------------
"Here. Ramen."
The ramen was plunked down on the table with a thud.
Steaming bubbles rose from the ramen... The spicy aroma pierced my nose. Ugh... smells good...
'Damn...'
It wasn't some cheap Han River ramen, and it wasn't dry either.
Perfect amount of water, perfect chewiness. What the hell. Why'd she cook it so well?
'But...'
The fact that it's so well-made makes me even more anxious.
She didn't put anything in it, right? Like some so-called special sauce or whatever...
I stealthily glanced at Park Ye-young.
Park Ye-young was grinning ear to ear as she stared at me.
Her face said, What're you doing? Eat it.
"..."
I turned my head back.
From what I could see, she hadn't spat anything in it...
Doesn't look like she spat and stirred either...
It's boiling away, so hygiene shouldn't be an issue... but still...
"You didn't... put anything in it, right?"
"What."
"Like spit or something..."
Park Ye-young's face crumpled instantly.
Her expression screamed, Is this fucker crazy?
"Hey. I'm a nursing major. The fuck."
...What's that got to do with spitting in it?
Like, I wouldn't do that shit without hygiene standards?
If anything, her cooking it so readily makes me more suspicious.
No choice, though...
I finally slurped up the noodles, tears in my eyes. ...So damn good...
"Tasty, right?"
"Uh... yeah."
But why does she keep making that creepy grin? It's making me anxious...
Of course, if it tastes good, that's what matters.
Maybe it's that special sauce? Suspiciously delicious...
"Hey. Match found."
Alright.
Chewing on the noodles, I took a quick peek at the pick screen.
If I win this one, I might hit promo. Nervously waiting for the team's picks.
"Huh?"
Support... Sett?
Park Ye-young's face filled with confusion too.
"Sett as support... in this rank?"
"No way..."
What the hell is support Sett?! I think I've seen it on YouTube or something.
Just stick to YouTube! Why pick it for real, you lunatic!
'lol this is fucked'
Offended by the support Sett pick, the enemy team started trash-picking too.
Top... Rammus...? Nah, it's fine. Rammus is playable, probably!
'lololol let's roll with it'
Whether offended or not, mid picked Master Yi too.
...We're screwed.
It's okay. I'll carry as jungler! As long as ADC is decent,
'15 gg go'
...Twitch?
Screwed.
Suddenly, a demon rose within me.
You motherfuckers... fine, everyone die! I'll show you new-meta jungle Yasuo!
'lolololololol'
'jungle yasuo insane'
'lolololol fuckin hilarious you psycho'
Ah, no.
My senses returned late.
Rage maxed out for a sec...
But I gotta hold it. I'll be the one losing LP. I need to normal pick...! Don't wanna lose points!!
'boring'
'no balls'
Gnar or Nocturne.
After agonizing, I picked Nocturne. Better than this shit comp...
The despair pick screen ended, and the game started.
"Bronze, Plat, whatever—it's all trash the same."
"..."
That's just how it is everywhere people live...
"Oh."
Park Ye-young let out an exclamation.
I'm impressed too.
The game's tough, but surprisingly, we're gaining momentum.
The troll support Sett is shoving all lanes... it's working out.
Thought it was trash... if it's good, just say so! Why stay silent and let teammates trash-pick.
'mid gank soon'
'ff15 incoming'
The ff-at-15 guys flipped and went full focus.
Once you try, it's winnable.
Thankfully, individual skill isn't bad, so we might win.
Biggest thing: enemy team seems to be fighting. Like we'd lose to this trash comp? Probably chatting that.
"Ugh..."
Still hard as hell.
Comp's garbage, every teamfight's agony.
Already 30 minutes in... any longer and we're fucked...
"Nipple."
"Ah, please!"
But Park Ye-young poking me is the most distracting!
At first, constant nagging: Shouldn't you go now? Do this? Do that now?
Now bored, just poking away.
Leave my nipples alone! Why keep poking...
'...'
Suddenly, memory of her sucking them...
Damn, now I can't focus.
Shook my head, refocused. Win this for promo... gotta win!
"Nipple."
Eek! Proper pinch this time.
Startled, body shuddered.
F-fuck... gotta focus! Hurriedly angled the chair to block, but useless. She came around the other side...
Fuck, knew it'd happen... you evil bitch...
'jungle wtf? not focusing?'
'losing hard sl'
S-sorry! Circumstances!
Wanna explain so bad...!
Explaining would piss 'em off more, they'd throw!
'sry sry focus down sry'
'glhf refocus gl'
Gasp.
The silent support Sett finally chats.
Damn, touching... first words now.
Y-yeah, gotta focus. Overcome trials, right.
Even pros couldn't focus with nipple pokes mid-game, but—ack!
Sudden chill down spine.
Wh-what?
Down there felt very weird.
No way... right?
Slowly looked down: Park Ye-young's hand gripped my crotch tight.
My head whipped toward her unconsciously.
"Wh-what... the... fuck?"
"What. It's nothing."
G-grabbing my dick is nothing?
Panicked, words failed. Brain... freeze?
"Hey. Teamfight. Teamfight."
"Ah..."
No, but let go of the dick...
Snapped head back to screen frantically.
A-ah... can't focus at all...
Game at 50 minutes.
Enemy seems reconciled, unity improving.
Already 4th dragon... this is dangerous. Their comp's better; we're at disadvantage.
But the real bigger issue...
"Hah... huff..."
Somehow, my dick popped out over my panties, throbbing.
Park Ye-young stroked the shaft up and down, savoring my reactions.
"Pl-please... let me focus..."
"Focus. Who's stopping you?"
H-how with you stroking my dick?
Try to focus, she teases glans and piss slit—mind goes hazy.
Gl-glans is too much...
"Ugh... ack..."
Pre-cum oozing out.
She smeared it all over the glans, slick and smooth, enjoying it.
F-fingers so soft... dangerous... head spinning more.
Th-this... we're losing...
"Oh my."
Pushed her hand away forcibly, but reaction was instant.
Why... why're you mad? I should be mad!
Park Ye-young shot up, fingers on the PC power button. What... what?
"End it?"
"No!"
Is she fucking insane all of a sudden!
Critical game screen flashing by. N-need to focus...
Could just shove and run.
But one loss means win two next. This win = promo. Loss = two wins needed...
Game's about flow. No guarantee next win after loss.
Next win at best break even... sunk cost fallacy, can't run. First time Emerald promo...!
"Hah... huff..."
St-started adapting maybe.
Squelching sounds burn my brain...
Throat dry late. Barely swallowed, eyes strained.
Squelch squelch squelch...
No reaction, her hand sped up.
O-oh... fuck... so dangerous... really...!
"F-fuck... CCTV. What if caught."
"That? It's broken."
...What?
Body buzzed. Fuckin' lie!
"Been busted awhile. No money to fix."
Despair enveloped me.
So... handjob through whole game?
Meanwhile, urgent chats piling. Th-this won't do.
'fuckin hell...'
I don't know!
Shoved chair fully against shelf, body flush.
Park Ye-young flinched, yanked hand away. Can't do it now. Later! Not now!
Quickly stuffed dick back, eyes on screen.
Ju-just nail last teamfight.
"Ha."
This bitch.
A scoff exploded beside me, like as if.
M-mad fine, but don't grab dick first. Wait!
'last tf go'
'dragon they'll contest wait up'
'yeah'
Real last one... just focus this...
Ignoring side glare, focusing hard—suddenly, no gaze.
...Huh? Where'd she go...?
'Grip.'
Chilling sensation under table.
Park Ye-young's hand wrapped my waist.
No what what wh—tried pulling chair, her hand faster.
"Hey hey! What the fuck!"
My... my dick!
Dick surged out over panties again.
You fucking crazy!
'sl wait up'
'just kill adc only adc guaranteed'
Can't peel eyes from monitor...!
Was semi, back to full hard quick.
Her fingers groped down to ballsack base, pressing dangerously.
"Hah... huff..."
Fuck it...
Just like this... one teamfight, game's over anyway.
'now'
'go'
'wait,'
Huh?
Glancing ult, weird feeling on dick.
Something warm enveloped dick whole. This... mouth...?
Slurp, shaft sucked in.
N-no way?
'wtf noc'
'ult it'
'ULT!!'
No situation... even pros couldn't...!
Ult late, fingers probed under balls.
Waist bound, can't flee, breath stopped.
N-no, pressing there dangerous, I said,
"Hah... ack...!"
Really no really no...!
Hands on keyboard trembled wildly, vision blurring. Need skill...!
Can't look down, feels intense...!
D-don't suck glans...!
"Hic... hitch..."
Hips bucked back, waist quivered.
Unconsciously thrust forward, spurting cum thick.
Enveloping mouth paused, twitched.
"Heh... hek..."
Eyes rolled back.
A-ah... can't see... limply slammed head on keyboard, waist shaking.
Slurp... huff... her tongue moved slow.
"Uh... hnn..."
Ruined... cuz of me...
Cum kept gurgling out.
My... my game...
Slumped on keyboard defeated, waist twitching.
Twitch, twitch—lips moved slow with waist.
Despair-level pleasure wrapped head. Getting raped by a girl... feels like this?
Powerless, slow strokes milked remnants.
Her nose breaths hit shaft constant.
S-so... good...