Chapter 20
Translator - Zofu
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We ran for it.
In that insane fucking situation, the problem was that I’d tried to sneak a peek out of petty curiosity. I saw it clearly. The broad, chocolate-toned back. Kim Seok-hyun, flushed with arousal. And... Kim Tae-ho and Han Ye-rin fucking. No way to process this with a sound mind.
But Han Ye-rin and Kim Seok-hyun... didn’t they say they’d been dating over ten years?
Even as we frantically left the academy, the question gnaws at me. Dating over ten years, and she ditched her boyfriend to fuck Kim Tae-ho? No, not ditches...
She fucked him right in front of Kim Seok-hyun?
Frantically, I opened the limousine. After the three of us piled in, I slammed the partition.
"Home! Just get us home! Fuck, hurry!!"
The driver nodded, flustered, and stepped on the gas. The academy gradually faded from view.
Right, back to the main question.
The most pressing one.
Why... why was Kim Seok-hyun watching Han Ye-rin and Kim Tae-ho fuck?
"Ugh..."
I racked my brain. Then a memory surfaced.
"No way..."
A rock-hard cock.
A face flushed scarlet with arousal.
Tied up yet offering no resistance.
"...Fuck."
The answer was probably... 'cuckolding.'
That fucked-up fetish where you get off watching your girl get fucked by another guy.
The moment I realized it, my head started throbbing.
Are these assholes even sane?
But then another question bubbled up.
Why Kim Tae-ho, of all people?
He had nothing. No power whatsoever. All he had is his sex appeal. So why Kim Tae-ho?
"Ah... wait, no way..."
'Thanks. Since my boyfriend's dick is only this big, it's practically like new?'
His dick... was big?
"...Weird."
All because of a dick?
I didn't get it. Dick size had nothing to do with making love. But just because of a dick. That she got so turned on by losing her man. No, I don't get it. I couldn't... understand it, but...
At the same time, I couldn't help but wonder.
Just how fucking big was it?
"Wait. Oh? Come to think of it."
Kim Tae-ho was kidnapped recently, right?
When I asked about the kidnapping, Kim Tae-ho refused to answer.
In today's sex with Han Ye-rin, her attitude was consistently only 'arousal' and 'happiness.' Not a shred of negative emotion like pain, refusal, or disgust... I couldn't sense any. And Han Ye-rin recently...
Kidnapped Kim Tae-ho.
All the puzzle pieces clicked.
Kim Tae-ho was having sex with Han Ye-rin under some kind of duress. Kim Seok-hyun was playing the watcher.
There was no way Kim Tae-ho initiated that sex. Compared to those two, he was infinitely weak. So who took the lead?
"...Han Ye-rin."
Han Ye-rin. Her desire was so strong she'd kidnap Kim Tae-ho just to have sex.
"..."
All the puzzles solved.
Before I knew it, the surroundings turned familiar. All the puzzles solved, but still, one question lingered in my mind.
Han Ye-rin. Just how fucking good did it feel...
That she came that many times?
That question remained unanswered until the sun set and the moon rose.
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Success.
There won't be a second time. I thought someone saw us midway through. Even though it got cut off like a severed pulse... she seemed completely satisfied with this round, because she didn't demand a second insertion. That fact pleased me so much that even after returning home, I couldn't help but feel secretly proud.
But still, the question remained.
"Who the hell... was that?"
That person Kim Seok-hyun saw.
I couldn't see their face, so I couldn't guess. It was just frustrating. Kim Seok-hyun and Han Ye-rin said they'd track them down somehow, and as payment for being satisfied with this sex, they'd spare me from the expulsion I dreaded, so I could rest easy to some extent... wait, come to think of it, they said they were 'satisfied'?
"Wait."
Surely... surely they wouldn't make me do this shit... again?
Goosebumps rose all over both my arms. No, that couldn't happen. Absolutely not. But even as I thought that,
my intuition kept warning me that this would continue.
"Wait, come to think of it."
Wasn't this whole mess happening because I changed my 'style'?
I quickly went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror.
There, I saw 'Geum Tae-yang.'
This was the reason for everything.
Getting involved with Han Ye-rin through sex, having sex in the classroom yesterday—all of it was because of this 'Geum Tae-yang.'
I had to change.
Starting today, the man Kim Tae-ho was no more.
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"Change it back to the way it was."
The man Kim Tae-ho returned.
No way around it.
I only changed my hair from blonde to black, but Han Ye-rin threatened me with a dead serious expression—if I didn't change my hairstyle back, she'd kill my girlfriend. She was a real crazy bitch. At least I got to hear that she was not in the mood for sex today and I should go home after the academy ended.
My neatly trimmed black hair fluttered in the wind.
While killing time on the rooftop, I heard familiar footsteps behind me.
"O-oh. S-so you were here?"
I turned my head to saw Lee Ah-rin standing there awkwardly, looking at me before avoiding eye contact.
"Hi."
When I greeted her, her shoulders flinched. Then she mumbled and lowered her head.
Then she shook her head vigorously from side to side.
What's up with her now?
"Uh, w-well. No. It's nothing! See you later!"
Lee Ah-rin avoided my gaze hurriedly and dashed down the stairs as if fleeing.
Wait, why's she acting like that?
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Questions and curiosity kept knocking at my mind.
Why Han Ye-rin climaxed so much, whether she really kidnapped Kim Tae-ho just because of a cock. I couldn't understand it. Because I couldn't understand it, I was endlessly curious.
To clear my complicated thoughts, I came up to the rooftop.
I came... to the rooftop...
And there he was, the very source of my questions, standing right before my eyes. With a different hairstyle, no less.
Why was his hair like that again? I was flustered. My thoughts got even more complicated.
"O-oh. S-so you were here?"
Seeing Kim Tae-ho's face reminded me of yesterday's events, and I couldn't bring myself to look at him properly. That guy went through that yesterday, so why was he so calm? Wait, can he even be calm... hold on, surely...
Has that kind of relationship been going on for a long time?
Has Han Ye-rin been having sex with Kim Tae-ho in front of her boyfriend of ten years all this time?
...Has Han Ye-rin fallen so hard for Kim Tae-ho that she'd throw away ten years?
All because of a cock?
"Hi."
Kim Tae-ho casually greeted me. Yesterday's events kept replaying in my mind. I couldn't help but flinch, my shoulders trembling. I couldn't meet his eyes. Strange. The one who should be embarrassed was him, not me. The situation was reversed. Then naturally, my head lowered. And then, I saw it.
That heavy thing hidden in his pants.
A cock.
My fundamental question.
A fucking huge cock was right there. The cock that left Han Ye-rin breathless and helpless, coiled up beneath his pants. The question wouldn't leave my mind. If it felt good enough to make her abandon ten years of love... what would it feel like if that thing entered me?
The moment that thought crossed my mind, I shook my head side to side to forget it. Forget it. I had a boyfriend. These pointless questions... forget them!
"Uh, w-well. No. It's nothing! See you later!"
I couldn't even look at Kim Tae-ho's face. As I fled down from the rooftop, I thought about my boyfriend. To forget what happened then. I pictured my cute boyfriend. But even then... I couldn't erase that guy's cock from my mind.
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Today was strangely peaceful.
A tranquility that follows a typhoon. I was thoroughly enjoying that tranquility right now. Though I'll have to dye my hair again when I get home, so it was only for a day... it was fine. I was grateful for even this much.
Lunchtime. I sat on a bench in the academy courtyard and tore open the bread I just bought.
Today, I wouldn't have sex.
This fact made me so happy that what should be coming from below was starting to come from above instead.
"Sniff... F-fuck... Sniff..."
I missed my girlfriend. I wanted to see her right now, hold her, kiss her, tell her I love her. The bread going down my throat felt especially choked today. My heart ached.
Then, someone sat down next to me with a thud.
"Woah... you're crying..."
Wiping tears with my left hand, I looked to the side.
"Are you okay...? Want a handkerchief...?"
There sat the academy's top magic student. The one who had never once lost first place in magic since enrollment.
The gray girl. The witch, Han Seol-ah.
As if my crying figure was pitiful, she rummaged through her bag looking for a handkerchief.
"N-no, sniff, I'm fine... Sniff..."
"No, you don't... look fine... at all...?"
Then she pulled out a gray handkerchief and offered it to me.
"I-I'm fine... really."
"It's my goodwill... just take it... the top student is crying... I should help..."
"I'm, well, second place now."
"So dense... take it..."
Han Seol-ah pressed the handkerchief into my hand. I couldn't refuse the kindness any longer. I dabbed at my eyes with the handkerchief.
"What happened... that you're crying so much...?"
"...I can't talk about it."
"Is that so...?"
"Yes."
"I see..."
"Yes?"
She was not going to ask more?
"You can keep that handkerchief... if you're struggling, tell me...? I'm going..."
"H-huh? Yes?"
"Take care..."
The witch became enveloped in light and vanished before my eyes.
That unpredictability, much like Lee Ah-rin. More than that, why did the witch even come to me? The question wouldn't leave my mind.
Lately, I felt like I was getting entangled with unusually strong people.
Yeah. It felt like I've become a krill caught among whales.
The damp gray handkerchief still held warmth.
And in my mind, a question remained.
Lee Ah-rin.
What was going on with her?
A question.
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