The Guilt We Share
......S-Seon-ah?
Seeing a girl straddling someone right in the middle of the classroom, rolling her hips, I blankly uttered that name... then squeezed my eyes shut and shook my head frantically. No. There was no way. Why would Lee Seon-ah be doing something like that in the classroom? The only ones who slept with her were Cha Eun-jung and me... just the two of us. That was what we had decided. So it couldn't be.
"Wait a second—."
When a voice that didn't even sound like my own—a completely foreign one—rang out, the cluster of girls still mindlessly grinding against one another flinched and froze.
And then... the girl at the center slowly turned her body.
"U-um... Han-na?"
Suddenly Cha Eun-jung jumped in front of me with an awkward smile plastered on her face.
"This isn't what you think it is... A-ah...!"
"...Move."
I shoved her aside and took a shaky step forward. Then—
"H-Han-na...."
Lee Seon-ah looked back at me, unable to hide how horribly flustered she was. Her eyes were flushed crimson with arousal, her lips glistening and swollen from being sucked on so much. Her nipples were puffy and engorged, and across her belly someone had scrawled in thick, bold letters: 1-A Class Exclusive. A slick, glistening dildo was still buried in her pussy.
The sight before me was so impossible to believe—so impossible to want to believe—that my head spun violently. I felt like I was truly about to lose my mind.
"Just wait.... I can explain everything. So please, unclench your fist a little...."
"......"
"Aaht...! U-um, Han-na...?"
I had no idea what expression I was supposed to wear in a moment like this, so I wore none at all. I simply seized Cha Eun-jung's wrist and fled the classroom as if escaping from Lee Seon-ah, who kept avoiding my eyes. Still gripping the whimpering Cha Eun-jung's wrist, I strode down the hallway in my slippers, left the main building entirely, and headed for the back of the gymnasium.
A few students were smoking there, but one sharp glare from me made them hurriedly stub out their cigarettes and slink away. Once we were completely alone, I finally released Cha Eun-jung's wrist and turned to face her.
"Ow, ow... Han-na, don't you think you grabbed my wrist a little too hard? I seriously thought it was going to snap."
"...Enough. Explain."
"Explain what? ...Ah, I see. Just kidding...."
"...."
Cha Eun-jung had been trying to lighten the mood, but when I narrowed my eyes she dropped the playful act and her face returned to that awkward expression. She began to speak.
"So, what happened was... You remember, right? When we set up The Test, we split the time so you took lunch and after-school hours, and I took class time."
"...We did."
"But no matter how you look at it, there's no way I could comfortably perform The Test with the whole class watching, is there?"
Cha Eun-jung shrugged. ...Well, I supposed it wouldn't have been easy. During lunch I could go to the rooftop, after school I could go to Lee Seon-ah's house or somewhere else, but Cha Eun-jung had no choice but the classroom.
"A short uniform might be something the kids would accept, but anything beyond that would be difficult. If they caught me tormenting her by putting a rotor in Seon-ah's pussy, imagine the rumors.... So I opened it up."
Opened it up?
"You mean... you told them everything about The Test because you were afraid she'd get caught and be branded a real pervert? Without even talking to me first?"
When I pressed her, Cha Eun-jung waved her hands frantically in denial.
"Ah, no, that's not it... I only revealed part of it. Just part. That Seon-ah has exhibitionistic tendencies and wants to show her body. But if I only revealed the exhibitionism, it wouldn't be very convincing why it suddenly started... so I suggested we all manage her together...."
"Don't give me that bullshit!"
"Kyaaak...!"
I grabbed her by the collar, hoisted her up, and slammed her against the wall, glaring down at her wide, rabbit-like eyes.
"That's nothing but sophistry! If you were really thinking about The Test, you could have talked to me and split the time slots properly. You were the one who first suggested dividing the schedule like that in the first place. And even if you hadn't thought that far ahead... what exactly did you do once the situation arose?"
I ground my teeth and shouted at Cha Eun-jung, who was staring up at me in a daze.
"You handed Lee Seon-ah over to the other girls without consulting me! In other words, you just wanted to watch her get fucked like an idiot by everyone—"
"......So what if I did?"
"...What?"
Still pinned against the wall by her collar, Cha Eun-jung's dark eyes sparkled, wet with tears.
"Yes, you're right. That was my plan from the very beginning."
Whether she had been driven into a corner and given up, or had simply decided to be honest, her words now poured out like a broken dam.
"I wanted to see the always-confident Seon-ah exposing her body to the girls in class and suffering in shame. I wanted to see the Seon-ah everyone admired being vulgarly devoured by those same girls. I hid it because I knew you'd refuse if you found out."
"That's nothing to brag ab—"
"But what about you? What were you doing?"
"...."
In the brief silence, the cry of cicadas drifted past. Cha Eun-jung gripped my wrist tightly as I bit my lip and stayed quiet.
"You deceived Seon-ah too and raped her however you wanted. You even turned the perfectly innocent Seon-ah into a masochistic pervert, so now she happily acts like an idiot whenever her ass is squeezed hard or her throat is choked."
"T-that's..."
"On top of that, you developed her asshole until it was completely turned into another pussy. And the other day I saw you'd even given her nipple piercings like some kind of pervert. You did everything you wanted to do, then you have the nerve to accuse me of lying?"
"...."
I couldn't meet Cha Eun-jung's eyes. I turned my trembling gaze away. She was right... The direction was different, but I too had lied to Lee Seon-ah, violated her, and trained her to satisfy my own desires. I had committed the unforgivable sin of turning my kind, innocent friend into a lewd, masochistic bitch.
...If Lee Seon-ah ever learned the whole truth, with what kind of eyes would she look at me as I shamelessly raged like this? And did someone like me even have the right to love her?
"Now that we've both been bewitched by Seon-ah and laid our hands on her, there isn't a single good girl left among us. ...There are only the worse ones and the less bad ones. Obviously I'm the worse one, but...."
Cha Eun-jung kept squeezing my wrist as she spoke in a self-mocking voice.
"...So what will you do? Can you keep going with The Test? Or..."
Cha Eun-jung quietly looked up at me—at the person who had turned away from her own sins until now, blinded by desire, now drowning in self-loathing. It was as if she could see straight through my tormented thoughts.
"...Do you want to pull out even now?"
"Haa... haa... Where on earth did those two go...?"
After blankly standing there in shock from having the pussy management—no, the orgy—discovered by Han-na, I barely managed to pull myself together and chased after her out of the classroom.
But the other students who might have seen her had already returned to class, so I had no choice but to search for Han-na and Eun-jung without any witnesses to help.
I checked the first-floor girls' restroom, the staff restroom, under the stairs, and even the rooftop Han-na liked to visit. They weren't there. In the end I left the academy's main building and started running around everywhere—the athletic dorms, the indoor pool, anywhere secluded where the two might be fighting. Only when I reached the vicinity of the gymnasium did I manage to catch Eun-jung's voice, however faintly.
The direction seemed to be... the back of the gymnasium.
I had come all this way, but I couldn't find the courage to face the two of them while they were arguing. So I stood quietly at the corner leading outside and waited. Muffled voices I couldn't quite make out drifted over, followed by the sound of footsteps—thud, thud—coming closer.
I was busy worrying about how I should apologize for hiding the pussy management and what I should say about the confession when Han-na suddenly emerged from the corner right beside me. Our eyes met.
"...Ah."
The moment I looked into her eyes—so wounded, so hazy—every excuse I had prepared evaporated from my mind. I simply stared into Han-na's eyes as if falling into a black abyss. Only after she weakly tore her gaze away from me did my legs give out. I slid down along the outer wall.
Han-na didn't say a single word to me. She simply walked away with heavy steps. Until Eun-jung, who came out after her, rushed over and pulled me into a hug... I just sat there blankly, staring at the place where Han-na had disappeared.