Chapter 28
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 2
Chapter Title: Fountain Show
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[11:09 AM]
Hayes suddenly freezes in place.
Her eyes tremble, and cold sweat beads on her skin.
It's a sight too precious to enjoy alone, but since she's facing me one-on-one, the other women can't get a direct look at her face.
"What...?"
Hayes realizes some massive sensation is about to overwhelm her and starts trembling in terror.
Nothing strikes fear as profoundly and viciously as the fear of the unknown.
"What the hell did you do to me?!"
Her quivering fingertips belatedly grab my collar, but before she can even finish the motion...
Thud—
Her legs give out, and she starts collapsing to the floor.
"H-Huh...? Eek...?"
A ridiculously feeble whimper escapes her lips, utterly honest in its weakness.
"Eh? Huh? Uh?"
The condition worsens with every passing second. Once the climax and orgasm kick in, there's no stopping them.
Five times in total.
For a guy, that'd be like blowing your load five times in one second.
"Hiiiik...! Ugh! Uuugh!"
Hayes convulses violently on the floor, riding out the electric waves of ecstasy. Pleasure five times more intense than anything she's felt before engulfs her body.
"Stop, stooop...! Hic, eeeek...! Nngh...!"
It's even more explosive than I'd anticipated, but regardless, I've claimed my first victory in this psychological standoff with Hayes.
She's on her knees right in front of me, collapsed and frantically clutching at her crotch with both hands...
"Stop it! Th-that...!"
Splurt—
Unfortunately,
a massive wet stain begins spreading across the bunk.
Hayes squirts an astonishing volume before flopping over. She'd been begging me to stop, but now it seems she's completely lost consciousness.
"Hiiiiiik... Hek, heeeeek...!!!!!!"
"Ugh, damn."
It's a pathetic, vulgar display that's hard even for a bystander like me to watch.
She'd been toying with me like a wicked bitch, but seeing her shudder uncontrollably and even lose bladder control stirs a twinge of guilt.
"What the hell?!"
"What's going on!?"
The other squad members freak out and back away.
They can't make sense of the situation and have no choice but to trust their eyes.
Hayes inexplicably starts moaning wildly, pisses herself, and passes out. This absurdly violent sequence of events becomes an undeniable [truth] no one can refute.
"Hic, hiik, hic..."
The barracks have turned into total chaos.
The bunks and lockers in the corner where Mino and I sleep are splattered with pretty much every fluid a woman can produce.
Hayes passed out with her eyes rolled back, and apparently that's not enough—she keeps trembling and climaxing repeatedly.
How the hell do I handle this? I did it, but cleaning up is a whole other issue.
"...Ahem."
Anyway, amid all this, I'm the only one keeping a cool head.
It's my first time seeing a woman go completely haywire like this, so I'm a bit shocked and even a little scared, but since I've already caused the mess, I need to wrap it up properly.
"You all saw it, right? Let's show some mutual respect from now on."
I retie my combat boots next to the passed-out Hayes, then stand tall and stride confidently to the center of the barracks.
I don't deny knocking out that crazy bitch. Acting like it's no big deal, staying nonchalant—that's how I ensure the squad won't dare mess with me again.
"Hiik..."
As expected, even the few girls close to Hayes scramble out of my way without blocking me. One even panics and trips over herself pathetically.
"Y-You psycho! What did you do to Hayes?!"
One girl clenches her fists and confronts me, but even she cowers and flees to the corner as I keep advancing.
"Did he use magic? A guy...?"
"I was just defending myself."
"No way. A guy using magic...? H-How can a man use magic?!"
Of course, I provide zero information. If they think it's magic, that's fine by me.
No need to reveal my weapons,
my abilities on purpose.
Figuring it out is their problem.
I just maintain a calm demeanor and relaxed posture. That's more than enough.
"Oh, and as you all saw."
This last line is just icing on the cake.
No real need to say it,
but it's insurance against any bullshit backlash.
"Hayes started it. A woman trying to hit a man first, even. It was self-defense, got it? If statements get written up, be honest."
Tension ripples through the barracks.
But most of them
nod reluctantly as they look at me.
I've set the mood, so time to wrap it up...
The real problem starts now.
"But what about her...?"
"Sh-Shouldn't we report this to the instructors?"
A few dim-witted squad members worry about getting in trouble amid the mess.
Everyone's half out of their minds.
This is exactly when you need to stay calm and handle things coolly...
But no one's got my back.
Tricky situation.
But then—
Clang—!
The barracks door swings open, and a familiar woman steps in.
A huge girl whose horns nearly scrape the doorframe.
"...?"
Mino's back.
No idea where she's been,
but she scans the chaos the moment she enters and grasps the situation in seconds.
3 seconds,
2 seconds,
1 second.
"I'll check her consciousness. You go report it now."
Incredible composure. Unlike me, who's barely holding it together, Mino jumps straight into action once roles are assigned.
Her order to report quickly is spot-on too.
Stuff like this happens in the military sometimes. When you screw up big, remember one thing:
Report to superiors as fast as possible before it blows up.
[11:39 AM]
"What?"
The instructor reports to the platoon leader,
the platoon leader to the company commander...
"No fucking way?"
The company commander stares at me in disbelief upon hearing the news.
It's a pain having to get dragged around explaining myself, but to prove my innocence, I give it my all.
"W-Wait. Okay. Jeong-woo, tell me yourself."
"Trainee Hayes tried to jump me and suddenly collapsed, shaking and pissing all over the barracks."
Keep the explanation simple and clear.
But the company commander's face twists into something complex and subtle after hearing it.
From her perspective, it's a major headache. She'd been planning to use me as a poster boy to score points with the brass, but if I'm tangled in a sexual harassment scandal...
"She tried to jump you? For real?"
"Yes."
"You mean... what I think you mean? From what the company commander saw, wasn't it some misunderstanding? During duty hours, she suddenly went after you... Hm... t-to assault you?"
She turns downright miserable. I can see her intentions and position clearly.
"Did she actually touch you? Huh?"
Her expression screams, Please say no.
It's so desperate and pleading that even I feel bad for her.
"She grabbed my shoulders hard."
"Ah, I see? That's it?"
With no mention of sensitive areas, she lets out a sigh of relief.
If a sexual issue erupts among trainees, she'll probably catch all kinds of heat.
Society at large looks down on men, but military brass cherishes them.
I'm basically an ad model now. A prime example to promote male enlistment inside and out...
"Jeong-woo, for now... anything you wanna eat? Let's chat with the company commander."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Platoon leader, step out. Handle your duties."
So,
she's trying to downplay the incident.
That's standard.
The military bitches about minor crap sometimes, but it also quietly sweeps massive fuckups under the rug.
This really is the army.
No different from back home.
"Can't you be the bigger person and let it slide, Jeong-woo? As squad leader trainee, you gotta overlook your squadmates' mistakes to some degree. Get what I mean?"
I'm not really pissed anyway. I didn't come to her seeking help.
No skin off my back.
Hayes is the one headed to the med bay, not me—I don't have a single scratch.
Instead, even as we talk in her office, my mind's elsewhere.
Not about me,
or Hayes,
or the army.
Kate.
I keep thinking about her.
Our relationship's gotten messy in all sorts of ways, but I can't stop fixating.
Maybe because of her hollow face this morning, or the unexpected side from someone I thought was prickly...
Not sure,
but even blowing up Hayes's threats this spectacularly feels like it stems from Kate in the end.
"Company commander's asking you. Hayes, right? I get she looked down on you and shit. I'll tell the platoon leader and instructors to keep an eye on her. Won't happen again. Got it?"
"Yes, ma'am."
...My head hurts a bit.
I punished Hayes, but this won't end her threats.
Fine if I take the heat, but I won't let anyone else suffer because of me.
How do I fix this?
"And, uh... company commander needs to say something about this too..."
Unaware or not of my turmoil,
she shifts to a new topic.
"Company commander knows you're a good trainee, Jeong-woo. Just saying this so you don't get any wrong ideas."
What the hell?
Head already aches from Kate stuff.
"Drill Sergeant Kate's one of my favorites. Anything... nah? Weird reports keep reaching my ears. I swept it under quietly so neither you nor Kate gets in trouble..."
...Why the fuck is Kate coming up with the company commander?
I thought handling Hayes was enough.
She already knows?
What happened?
Who's been spilling?
"Obviously not. Yeah, yeah."
She stares right at me.
"Let's bury the Hayes thing and the Kate thing quietly. Best for both sides, right?"
She's no fool. She lays our problems on the table one by one, steering toward mutual benefit.
This shuts me up completely. If she reports up the chain, Kate and I are done for.
"Yes, ma'am!"
"Good, good. You're a guy, but we communicate well. Wait, is that sexist? Sorry."
"No, ma'am. All good."
Still better than handing the leash to Hayes.
We both have dirt to bury,
so it actually keeps us safer.
[5:07 PM]
"No fucking way! Dinner formation's in minutes!"
I thought we were safe.
Deal sealed with the company commander, so Kate and I could breathe easy for a bit...
"You're not hurt anywhere, right? Really? That blonde bitch...! Nyaaah! I should kill her!"
"I'll get hurt because of you, Instructor...!"
"Drop the formalities! Call me Kate, not Instructor...! Why not use my name?!"
But this crazy catgirl charges at me the second her break ends...
"Anyway, don't worry. I'll half-kill her when I get the chance."
"No need for that..."
She drags me to the warehouse again, gripping my wrist.
Sniff sniff—
From hugging me tight and sniffing nonstop, to moaning so loud it might leak outside in her arousal.
No matter how I think about it, she's worlds apart from our first meeting.
Does she even know I fought Hayes because of her?
“Nyaa… such a good smell…”
No way.
Seeing her bury her nose in my unwashed clothes and savor it like this just makes me sigh.
Still, it's kinda cute. They say pretty faces get a pass on anything—maybe that's true...
"...Hold on."
But mid-sniff,
she suddenly flips, glaring at me.
"I smell another bitch."
"Must've gotten on me during the fight."
Up to here, it's still fine.
Just the usual cute possessiveness women show.
Can't understand why in this reversed gender world, but whatever...
"Wait here."
But Kate spins around and squats over my lap.
"...No fucking way! What are you doing?!"
"Gotta cover it with my scent to get rid of it."
She's gonna fight Hayes by marking me too?
This lunatic.
"Absolutely not. No way in hell!"
I bolt in panic, inwardly repeating once more.
Ah, what a fucking pain-in-the-ass woman.
I really picked the wrong one.
Why are all the women here like this?