Chapter 42
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 42
Chapter Title: Bet
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Whether Teacher Gan had no plans to go all out from the very first day or was simply satisfied for now, he let her go before evening rolled around.
Her appearance was in no state to be seen, so instead of heading straight back to the dorm, Kim Seon-ah made her way to the showers.
“Hngh... Haaang... Aang...”
Moans? Faint sounds leaked from behind the closed shower door, making Kim Seon-ah freeze with her hand on the handle.
Someone was already in there. And not even hiding it—they were doing that in a shower where anyone could walk in. Whoever it was had to be utterly shameless.
There was only one pair shameless enough for this: Jin Si-won and Shin So-hyeon, who made no secret of hooking up.
She'd specifically asked them to watch over Ha Yoon, and here they were, sneaking off to vent their lust.
With an irritated sigh, Kim Seon-ah shoved the door open.
“Jin Si-won, what the hell did you do with my request...?”
“You're here?”
“...Hong Ryeon?”
It wasn't Jin Si-won and Shin So-hyeon inside. It was Hong Ryeon's trio.
And they weren't alone. Kim Seon-ah stared at Ha Yoon, facedown on the floor and moaning wildly.
Bzzz—her hips jerked in time with the powerfully vibrating dildo. Baek So-ra's hand fidgeted below, probably teasing her clit at the same time.
Ha Yoon was already hypersensitive and came easily; she clearly couldn't hold out, squirting fluids while letting out cheap, vulgar cries.
Listening to her voice echo through the showers, Kim Seon-ah ran a hand through her hair.
“'You're here,' huh. Talking like you've been waiting for me.”
“Your tone's changed a ton in one day. Must've been rough.”
Hong Ryeon eyed Kim Seon-ah up and down. Bruises on her neck, blue welts across her pale stomach, vivid whip marks on her thighs.
And countless dried semen stains, too many to pinpoint.
It was obvious at a glance that she'd been thoroughly used. Feeling Hong Ryeon's gaze, Kim Seon-ah smirked.
“Rough? Nah. I just realized he doesn't deserve any respect, so I'm dropping the polite talk.”
“Haha... Doesn't deserve respect? Then this one's worth it?”
“At least more than—”
Crunch.
“Hgeeeeek?!”
“More than me, what?”
“...”
Hong Ryeon kicked the dildo buried in Ha Yoon, shoving it even deeper. Kim Seon-ah stared at her blankly, then turned on the shower. Warm water cascaded down, washing away the semen staining her body.
One moment snarling viciously, the next ignoring her completely to shower—Hong Ryeon snorted in amusement.
“I really don't get you... Is Ha Yoon that important? Important enough to hand your six months over to Teacher Gan? Just live like a normal trainee, keep your head down, and get out in half a year. Stop meddling with trash like her.”
Smack!
“Aaaang!”
Ha Yoon wailed in ecstasy from the sudden, hard slap on her ass. Fluids squirted out with a splatter, and Hong Ryeon muttered mockingly.
“She's a masochist who squirts from a spanking, after all.”
“Why are you so damn mouthy? You weren't this chatty before.”
“...What?”
Hong Ryeon stared at her, dumbfounded by the sudden barb. Ignoring it, Kim Seon-ah shut off the water, slicked back her wet hair, and muttered.
“Scared? Afraid I'll get tight with Teacher Gan?”
“Ha, haha... So this is your real personality?”
“Don't dodge. Are you scared?”
Water droplets trailed down her face like tears. But Kim Seon-ah didn't blink, fixing her sunken eyes on Hong Ryeon.
'...What the hell is with her.'
Killing intent, maybe. Just locking eyes made her heart clench.
But she refused to show it. Like hell she'd yield to raw presence. Hong Ryeon swallowed hard and forced her lips into a grin.
“No idea how you've bottled that attitude up till now. Fine, scared? Not one bit, you biiitch. I've known that bastard longer than you. Think you can sweet-talk Teacher Gan?”
“Yeah? Wanna make a bet then?”
“...A bet?”
“I'll end Ha Yoon's punishment in three days.”
“Three days? Three days?”
It was barely the end of day one. Six days left, and she'd wrap it up in three?
Ignoring Hong Ryeon's incredulous stare, Kim Seon-ah pressed on.
“If it ends in three days, leave Ha Yoon alone. No more harassing her, no talking to her. Just stay quiet till discharge and fuck off.”
“Ha! And if you can't? What then?”
“Then I won't give a shit what you do to her. Won't pay attention or help, just like you said. That work?”
Ha Yoon's body shivered faintly amid her pained groans on the floor. Suspicious, Hong Ryeon pressed.
“For real? You won't lift a finger? You?”
“Don't wanna bet? Fine by me. I'll still end it in three days.”
“No, no... Who said no bet? But it's fishy. After all this, you'd ditch her over one lost bet?”
It was a fair suspicion. No one would buy that a lunatic who'd endured hell to protect Ha Yoon would quit over a game.
“Prove it. Convince me.”
“...Convince you?”
“Yeah. Show me you'd actually abandon her if you wanted to. Of course, proving it's tough. That's why I've got a proposal. Wanna hear it?”
Kim Seon-ah seemed to mull it over, then nodded.
Hong Ryeon smiled.
“Let's move first, yeah?”
“Where's this...?”
“Officially, Multipurpose Practice Room A. Basically an empty classroom now. Set it up.”
Hong Ryeon answered Kim Seon-ah's question while ordering Baek So-ra and Ryu Jin-ah. The two moved with practiced speed, dragging two large mattresses from a closet and laying them out wide, then covering them with something like a white tablecloth.
“Hope Education Academy was once a boarding school building, so it's got way more rooms and classrooms than we need. Aside from the dorms and training areas, everything's empty.”
“...How do you even know about a place like this?”
“Nothing special. Everyone's too scared to venture out, sticking to the dorms and parade ground, so they don't know these exist.”
“Of course, we only know about it thanks to someone.”
“Like Baek So-ra said. Someone special.”
Ha Yoon flinched at their words. Kim Seon-ah let out a pained groan. Ignoring it, Hong Ryeon perched on the prepared mattress and stroked Ha Yoon's head.
“Been a while, huh? Just a few months ago, we were all gathered here together.”
“...”
It sounded nostalgic, but Hong Ryeon's voice was ice-cold. Her gentle stroking hand suddenly gripped hard, yanking Ha Yoon's hair.
“Eeeek...”
Ha Yoon cried out in pain and flailed instinctively, but Hong Ryeon yanked harder, pulling her face close.
“Remember what went down here?”
“W-Woof! Woof!”
No way she'd forget. She hadn't often handled three at once—and Hong Ryeon had been a virgin, making it unforgettable.
Satisfied with the dog-like barks that obeyed the no-human-speech rule, Hong Ryeon released her.
“Awk!”
“Good thing you remember. Was worried you'd blanked.”
Hong Ryeon muttered, then swept a hand over the white-sheeted mattress and turned to Kim Seon-ah.
“Ah, you wouldn't know, so let me explain nicely. This is where Ha Yoon—back when she was Ha Seung-jin the trainer—played with trainees. His personal playground. Hence all the fun toys.”
Baek So-ra and Ryu Jin-ah grunted as they hauled in a large box from somewhere. “Good work,” Hong Ryeon said, rummaging inside like she was fishing for something.
She pulled her hand out triumphantly and held it toward Kim Seon-ah.
“Guess what this is.”
“That's...”
Kim Seon-ah didn't know the name, but the purpose was obvious at a glance. It looked like simple panties, but a dildo bigger than most men's cocks was strapped to the front.
As she faltered, Hong Ryeon grinned.
“Penis band. Lets us girls without dicks play the part. Think why it's here?”
“...To use?”
“Yeah, for use—but not just that.”
Grip.
“Gek...!”
“Ha Yoon, say it yourself. Why's it here?”
Yanking the leash hard, Hong Ryeon demanded. Ha Yoon thrashed, choking out the words.
“Trainees! Wanted to watch... trainees rape each other...!”
“Hear that? Bought these to make trainees fuck each other.”
“Haa...”
Kim Seon-ah sighed in despair. Even she, who cared for Ha Yoon, had nothing to say when the past got dragged up like this.
Hong Ryeon laughed at her expression.
“Me, Baek So-ra, Ryu Jin-ah—we raped each other with everything we had to survive. Or Ha Seung-jin would've done it to us.”
Not enough that her virginity was torn in excruciating pain—she bled every single time they fucked. Normal victims went into heat easily and got wet quick, but Hong Ryeon had an unusual constitution for one, no different from a regular woman.
Ha Seung-jin had loved it, always raving about how it felt like deflowering a virgin.
Recalling it twisted Hong Ryeon's lips. Face blank, she told Kim Seon-ah.
“I asked for proof, right? Watch from there. Next two hours—we rape Ha Yoon.”
“What?”
“But no grimacing, no moving a step. Do either, and the bet's off.”
Before Kim Seon-ah could respond, the three stripped naked one by one and strapped on the penis bands.
Finally realizing things had gone wrong, Ha Yoon tried to struggle—but ended up yanked by the leash like a noose, dragged onto the mattress like she was being hanged.
Kim Seon-ah's eyes quivered at the pathetic treatment, but she bit her lip, remembering Hong Ryeon's words.
Hong Ryeon loomed over Ha Yoon, laid out on the bed, and smiled.
“This scene's been a while too, hasn't it?”
Ha Yoon's eyes filled with terror.