Chapter 3
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 3
Chapter Title: Hope Education Academy
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The girl leaned against the window, watching the scenery whip by outside. She had traded her roughly cropped clothes for a properly sized orange uniform, and her hands were cuffed.
She was being treated like a criminal. And when they made her change, she hadn't even done it herself—the cops had dressed her.
And not female cops, but male ones! Luckily, she hadn't been gang-raped or forced to suck dick like she'd feared, but they'd groped her ass and tits blatantly.
Fucking assholes. Bunch of lust-filled males calling themselves guardians of the people. The world was clearly headed for lawless chaos soon enough. Men dying, women getting raped—that kind of thing.
"...Hoo."
After stewing in her thoughts for a while, the girl let out a sigh and gazed at the city fading into the distance.
She knew it, too. The world would never turn into a lawless hellhole. The guardians of the people would do their duty, and the nation would keep turning sensibly under strict law. She was just the one who'd been bounced out of that framework.
What a shitty situation. Just because she'd caught this damn disease, she was instantly demoted below human, below livestock. She didn't regret anything she'd done up to now, though.
It just pissed her off. Why the hell did it have to be her catching this bullshit illness? The girl stared blankly outside until the sniffling sounds she'd been ignoring finally made her grimace.
"Hey, you fucking bitch, cut the sniveling already!"
"Hic..."
The bus heading to the academy seated fifteen. The girl sat by the window at the very back, while her sole fellow passenger—a seat ahead—sobbed away nonstop. Her mood was already shit, and now this crying was seriously grating on her nerves.
The woman in the front seat startled at the girl's shout, then tearfully replied with droplets spilling down her cheeks.
"Sob... Doesn't it bother you at all?"
"What."
"You wake up as a woman overnight, and now you're about to lose even basic human treatment—how can you stay so calm...?"
"Goddammit, does this look calm to you?"
The girl was just as anxious. She'd been a trainer at the academy, after all. No one knew better than her how TS Victims were treated there. And the place this bus was heading? It had been her workplace just three months ago.
Gripping her trembling knees to still them, the girl glared at the woman.
"I'm pissed off too, so quit your crying. You think bawling changes anything? We're both just sex dolls now!"
"S-sex doll...?"
The woman's face paled at the blunt words, and she hung her head.
A single tear traced her chin in a picturesque trail. Figures—even as a TS Victim, she was stunningly pretty. Glossy black bob hair down to her nape, blue eyes glistening like jewels in the moisture. She'd probably been caught because of those eyes.
The girl thought that as she leaned back against the headrest, tilting her head up.
Sex doll. That's what she'd spat at TS Victims endlessly back when she was a man, working as a trainer. When a guy got horny, they'd have to spread, suck, and shake. Not wrong. They existed solely for sexual release.
And now it was her future. The girl raised her bound hands to cover her face. That overly sentimental bitch was making her chest feel tight.
Silence stretched for a bit until the woman, tears drying, lifted her head and spoke with shining blue eyes.
"...What's your name?"
"What do you need my name for."
"Still... we're heading there together. Wouldn't it be nice to at least know each other's names...?"
Yeah, super sociable type.
The girl snorted a laugh, straightened up, and looked at her.
"Name? Ha Seung-jin. You?"
"Kim Ji-min."
"Right, Kim Ji-min. Your head's still not on straight, so let me clue you in."
"...On what?"
"The academy we're headed to? It's where they wipe every last trace of humanity from TS Victims. Got it?"
Kim Ji-min shook her head at Ha Seung-jin's words. No surprise—normal folks wouldn't know. Unless they sought it out or worked in the field, it stayed under wraps.
"Your name, resident number, family ties—all of it gets erased."
"All erased...? What does that mean?"
"In one word: Male Kim Ji-min never existed in this country."
It meant deletion from the national records. Not marked dead—just vanished.
Like you were never born, or corrected as a clerical error.
Finally grasping it, Kim Ji-min paled and muttered.
"N-no way..."
"You're not Kim Ji-min anymore—you're a crazy bitch who thinks she used to be male Kim Ji-min. Get it now?"
And I'm the crazy bitch who believes she's Ha Seung-jin. Ha Seung-jin muttered inwardly, then spoke up.
"So, how many days?"
"...Huh?"
"How many days since you transformed?"
"Twenty-five days now..."
"Twenty-five? That's forever. Family hid you?"
"A friend..."
A friend? Ha Seung-jin, who'd been nonchalant, leaned forward with sudden interest.
"Friend? Guy?"
"Y-yes... Why...?"
"Then you're not a virgin, right?"
"V-virgin...!"
Kim Ji-min's face flushed crimson. Her reaction confirmed it.
Ha Seung-jin chuckled and said,
"Late arrivals to the academy are usually hidden by family or friends and caught later. The friend type? Every single one non-virgins."
"How would you know that...?"
"I used to be an academy trainer."
"A trainer?!"
Kim Ji-min gaped at Ha Seung-jin in shock.
"That big a deal?"
"Well, academy trainers are usually psycho misfits who can't fit in society... Mmph."
Realizing how rude that was, Kim Ji-min clamped her mouth, but Ha Seung-jin didn't care.
Even treated like sex slaves, trainers wrecked human-shaped things.
They broke TS Victims' wills, made them give up everything—no holds barred short of murder. Who else would do it?
Of course, she wasn't a psycho. Just more honest about her desires. Ha Seung-jin thought that and replied,
"Why freak? It's not wrong. I'm no psycho, but yeah, plenty of trainers are."
"Ah, haha..."
Kim Ji-min laughed awkwardly. Ignoring it, Ha Seung-jin propped her chin and continued,
"Anyway, once you're at the academy, no one cares about your original age. Just how many days since transformation."
Transformation instantly made you prime-age woman, regardless. So they only checked time elapsed.
"Then how many days for you, Seung-jin?"
"What time is it?"
"10 a.m. now..."
"Twenty-two hours."
"What?! Not even a day...? You got caught right after changing...?"
"Shut it."
Who wants to get caught? Ha Seung-jin scowled, recalling the two detectives at her door.
If they hadn't shown, she could've holed up for a week. After that, who knows.
As they chatted, the bus started climbing into the mountains. Seeing the dense trees, Ha Seung-jin muttered,
"Fuck, almost there."
"Where... is this?"
"What else? The mountain full of dreams and hope."
Ha Seung-jin smirked at the distant sign: Welcome to Hope Education Academy Full of Dreams and Hopes.
Her workplace after three months.
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"Line up single file!"
The bus stopped, and the driver yelled. Ha Seung-jin grabbed the dazed Kim Ji-min by the hair and approached him.
"Ah! It hurts, ouch!"
"Don't dawdle, idiot. You never do military?"
"I got exemption!"
"Rough road ahead."
Muttering that, Ha Seung-jin stood with Kim Ji-min before the driver. With practiced hands, he bound them with rope.
Of course, copping feels on tits and ass in between.
"Ah...!"
Stupid slut. Why moan like that?
Ha Seung-jin shook her head at the groan behind her.
No—high sensitivity like that might help survival at the academy. Better to moan than scream dry. Lost in thought, the satisfied driver tugged the long rope, leading them.
Off the bus, a waiting man in guard-like uniform tipped his hat to the driver.
"Good work."
"You too."
"Just these two for the month?"
"Looks like. No word on more. Handover signed..."
"Ah, yeah..."
The man scribbled on the driver's tablet, hit complete, and nodded.
"Take care."
"See you next time."
With simple farewells, the driver boarded and left.
The man turned with a bright smile.
"Sorry for the late intro! I'm Gan Kang-jin, or Teacher Gan usually. Pleased to meet you."
"Ah, yes..."
"..."
Teacher Gan shook their bound hands one by one, then spread his arms.
"We at Hope Education Academy Full of Dreams and Hopes sincerely welcome you. Let's get along well for the next six months of training!"
Like hell we will. Ha Seung-jin muttered inwardly at the sight.