Chapter 35
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 35
Chapter Title: Pet
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“Hahk... hahk...”
Ha Yoon panted for breath, tears streaming down her face in fat drops.
Every time her elbows or knees took a step forward, the pain was excruciating. If not for the tug on the leash, she would have collapsed right then and there.
But she couldn’t complain about the pain. If she did, she’d end up running instead of walking on this stroll. No matter how much it hurt or how exhausted she was, she had no choice but to follow Teacher Gan’s movements.
To make it even a little less painful, that is. As Ha Yoon trudged along with that thought, Teacher Gan, who had been walking slowly, spoke up.
“Come to think of it, about Kim Seon-ah.”
Kim Seon-ah. Ha Yoon’s eyes widened as the name spilled from Teacher Gan’s mouth.
“She’s quite devoted, isn’t she? Seems far too good for the likes of you.”
She already knew that without him saying it. She was well aware that someone like Kim Seon-ah was too much for a worthless mutt like her.
Even after deliberately hurting her, Ha Yoon hadn’t imagined she’d still be waiting for her return. Recalling Kim Seon-ah hugging her head with a sad expression, Ha Yoon’s face filled with unease.
Teacher Gan hadn’t brought up Kim Seon-ah’s name just to chat idly. That much was clear.
“Hngh... hngh...”
“Feeling anxious? Because I mentioned her?”
Anxious. Insanely so. She’d gone so far as to hurt her just to keep her away. Even if victims had freakishly high recovery abilities, they still felt pain.
The sensation of sharp scissors piercing skin and churning insides would have been even more vivid for her than for others. It must have hurt a lot. It must have been shocking.
But she’d done it to push Kim Seon-ah away from her. It wasn’t hard to imagine what the trainers would do to someone close to her.
She remembered what she herself had done. As Ha Yoon looked up at Teacher Gan with trembling eyes, he chuckled and said,
“It’s a masterpiece. I almost want to show Ha Yoon’s current state to the old Ha Seung-jin.”
The idea of Ha Seung-jin worrying about someone else. No one who knew him would ever believe it.
A selfish incarnate who only cared about himself, fretting over another person?
Did becoming a victim really change someone like that? Teacher Gan continued in an amused tone.
“I have no particular plans to touch Kim Seon-ah. Unless it’s work-related, she’s not my type anyway.”
“Hoo... hngh...”
“But... you know. Even if she’s not my type, she’d make for decent entertainment when I’m bored.”
His words made the leash tremble in his hand. Teacher Gan stopped walking, locked eyes with Ha Yoon, and said,
“Shall we play with her for about a week?”
He asked as if seeking permission. Ha Yoon shook her head furiously. Then, with awkward crawls, she inched to his feet and began rubbing her head against them.
Incredible, really. This TS disease. Teacher Gan stroked her pink hair and said,
“Or how about this.”
“...?”
“If Ha Yoon behaves like a proper trainee while she’s here, I won’t touch Kim Seon-ah. Not a difficult condition, right?”
It was exactly that. He was dangling what she should have been doing anyway as a bargain. Ha Yoon nodded vigorously without hesitation.
At this point, she had no desire to assert her ego. She couldn’t, even if she wanted to.
The simple reason: she was exhausted.
Like a rigid bamboo stalk snapping in a gale, Ha Yoon’s stubborn pride had been broken by two days of violence and rape.
No pride or self-respect remained. She didn’t want to hurt anymore. Once her punishment ended, she planned to keep her head down like the other trainees.
She’d realized it too late. No matter her past, as a trainee here, she was just a sex slave with no human rights. A mere beast that couldn’t demand anything.
Hong Ryeon had been right. She’d been the one to say it to her, so this was self-inflicted karma.
“Good. Let’s do our best for the week of punishment, then.”
Ha Yoon nodded frantically. She had no right to refuse.
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Once the walk ended, they headed to the private shower in the infirmary. Teacher Gan meticulously washed Ha Yoon’s sweat-drenched body from the long stroll.
Of course, midway through, his lust flared—he removed the dildo blocking her pussy and thrust his cock in instead.
“Nghoo! Ah! Nngh!”
There was no time to be embarrassed by her own moans echoing in the shower. Ha Yoon was creampied three times by Teacher Gan and came seven times. Even after, as he “cleaned” her cum-filled pussy with probing fingers, she climaxed twice more.
By then, exhaustion piled up—she felt like she’d pass out any second. It wasn’t just staying up all night; intense sex had been thrown in too.
Ha Yoon nodded off, nearly face-planting, but barely kept up with Teacher Gan’s movements.
She quickly realized where they were headed. The voices of trainees at morning roll call snapped her awake.
The habitual click of a pen and Hong Ryeon checking statuses.
“Missing person...”
“Hong Ryeon, so diligent in the morning.”
“...Teacher Gan?”
Ha Yoon hurriedly hid behind Teacher Gan. But the trainees lined against the wall had already spotted her.
A familiar gasp made her look up—Shin So-hyeon stared down at her with trembling eyes.
Hong Ryeon hadn’t noticed yet, it seemed. She eyed Teacher Gan warily and said,
“What brings you here so early...? No sick trainees.”
“There was an incident last night. I came to pass on some info while checking on Kim Seon-ah too.”
“Info...?”
Hong Ryeon glanced at Kim Seon-ah, whose name he’d called.
“Kim Seon-ah, come here.”
“...Yes.”
“Take off your clothes.”
Kim Seon-ah approached Teacher Gan and shed her outfit at his words.
‘Bandages?’
Hong Ryeon’s brow twitched at the white bandages wrapped around her abdomen. No wonder she hadn’t seen her in the showers before roll call.
Teacher Gan peeled off the medical tape and unwound the bandages. He removed the gauze covering the wound, revealing flawless, smooth skin without a scar. Stroking it gently with his fingertips, he muttered,
“Victim recovery is truly bizarre.”
Even a shallow cut from something sharp shouldn’t heal like this in a day—no scars, flesh fully regenerated. Impossible for normal humans.
No wonder they’d been called a new humanity at first. Now just sex slaves, though. Teacher Gan took Kim Seon-ah’s hand, placed the used bandages in it, and said,
“A gift to celebrate full recovery.”
“Ah, yes...”
Kim Seon-ah took the bloodstained bandages with a awkward expression. But her eyes were elsewhere—on Ha Yoon, shivering behind Teacher Gan’s legs.
She’d noticed Ha Yoon the moment Teacher Gan appeared. They’d already crossed paths once yesterday.
Otherwise, she’d look as puzzled as the other trainees staring at Teacher Gan and her.
Teacher Gan patted Kim Seon-ah’s shoulder as if to send her back, then surveyed the group.
“I mentioned info? Last night, a trainee tried to kill a trainer.”
“Tried to kill...?”
“Who’d do something that stupid...”
The revelation caused immediate uproar.
But they all shut their mouths quickly. They knew who it was.
One trainee had been absent even as duty ended and roll call began: Ha Yoon, who’d arrived with Kim Seon-ah not long ago.
“Stupid bitch.”
Yoon Se-rin muttered quietly. Couldn’t control her temper after all. The others thought the same.
Except Kim Seon-ah. She lowered her head with conflicted eyes.
“As you’ve all guessed, it was trainee Ha Yoon. She stabbed Teacher Choi with a weapon, injuring him. She did this to trainee Kim Seon-ah too.”
“Kim Seon-ah...?”
The murmurs grew louder at the mention of stabbing Kim Seon-ah rather than Teacher Choi.
It had only been two days, but everyone knew the two had been inseparable like glue.
Kim Seon-ah clung one-sidedly, but Ha Yoon hadn’t pushed her away hard, so they must’ve been close.
Unlike the bitchy Ha Yoon, gentle Kim Seon-ah had a good rep among trainees.
‘Stab the one who looked after her?’
‘What a total asshole.’
Yoon Se-rin and Han Su-ah, who liked Kim Seon-ah and disliked Ha Yoon, cursed her inwardly.
‘...Thought she’d changed a bit.’
‘Where’d she get the weapon?’
Ryu Jin-ah clicked her tongue softly. Shin So-hyeon eyed the huddled Ha Yoon and thought,
‘...Sleepy.’
Baek So-ra, up late scheming with Hong Ryeon, yawned lazily. She thought nothing of it.
“Ha Yoon... did that?”
“Yes, so no afternoon training today. He needs a day to recover.”
Hong Ryeon narrowed her eyes at Teacher Gan covertly. Of all people, Ha Yoon.
She knew the academy’s dynamics better than anyone. Even deranged, would she attack a trainer?
If she meant to attack, she’d have gone for the kill, not just injury.
No, even weirder—why attack Kim Seon-ah?
If killing a trainer was the goal, allying with her friendly self would boost odds. Attacking her made no sense.
‘Unless she didn’t stab to kill in the first place...?’
She probably intended to kill. But if there was a bigger goal... Hong Ryeon asked Teacher Gan,
“So where’s Ha Yoon now?”
“Ah, Ha Yoon? She’s due for punishment for daring to injure a trainer.”
“Punishment...?”
“Better to see for yourself. Ha Yoon, forward.”
He tugged the leash. Hong Ryeon finally noticed it and followed the line.
“Ha.”
She couldn’t help but laugh. Ha Yoon’s cosplay animal ears, tail-attached anal beads, and forced quadrupedal crawl were ridiculous.
The other trainees gasped at the sight. Teacher Gan addressed them,
“For the next week, Ha Yoon isn’t a trainee—she’s a pet. Please give her lots of loving care.”