Chapter 6
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 6
Chapter Title: Parade Ground Run
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The air felt heavy. Kim Seon-ah glanced around nervously, fidgeting awkwardly.
Ha Yoon inwardly grumbled about her every time, but before becoming a TS Victim herself, she had been just an ordinary person. At least her ability to read the room was no different from anyone else's.
But the tense situation that seemed ready to explode fizzled out more anticlimactically than expected.
The red-haired girl, a woman named Hong Ryeon, let out a deep sigh and spoke.
"...For now, I'll show you around. We can't just leave you like this."
"But Hong Ryeon, Teacher Park said that one's Teacher Ha. If that's true—"
"Or maybe Teacher Park lied to us."
"Hong Ryeon!"
"Ryu Jin-ah, don't be so hasty. If she's really Teacher Ha, we don't need to dig into it anyway. That bastard wouldn't hide it."
With that, Hong Ryeon turned and headed off somewhere.
Ryu Jin-ah watched her retreating back, clenching her fists before whipping her head around.
"You all heard Teacher Gan, right? It's a rare empty weekday morning, so those with stuff to do, handle it and scatter!"
At her words, the remaining Trainees exchanged hesitant glances before quietly slipping away.
But one Trainee stayed behind. Ryu Jin-ah narrowed her eyes at her.
"Baek So-ra, why aren't you going?"
"Because you'll cause trouble if you're alone."
"When have I ever caused trouble..."
"Hong Ryeon said to watch you."
"When did that bitch say that?"
Ryu Jin-ah grumbled at Baek So-ra's emotionless tone. She turned her head toward the two still standing there blankly and said,
"Follow me. I'll show you where you'll be staying."
"Ah, y-yes..."
Kim Seon-ah hurried after Ryu Jin-ah into the barracks. Ha Yoon moved to follow suit but felt a hand grab her.
Turning around, she saw Baek So-ra. The girl with ash-gray hair gazed at Ha Yoon steadily with eyes like the green of a forest.
"What?"
"...You're really her."
Ha Yoon snapped irritably, and Baek So-ra let go.
Ha Yoon stared at her in disbelief before turning sharply and heading into the barracks.
"What a pain in the ass..."
She muttered under her breath, but truthfully, Ha Yoon was inwardly surprised too.
Hong Ryeon, Ryu Jin-ah, Baek So-ra. They were Sex Slaves Ha Yoon had toyed with endlessly back when she was still a Trainer. Of course, every Trainee at the academy had passed through her hands, but these three were special.
Fresh newbies who hadn't even been there a month. Unlike the veterans whose conditioning was already set in stone, their reactions were fresh and delightfully responsive every time she thrust into them. They'd been her favorites right up until she got axed.
That's why when that fucker Teacher Park blabbed her identity, she'd figured she'd catch hell immediately. But for it to pass so quietly like this? Ha Yoon couldn't wrap her head around it.
If it were her, she wouldn't have let someone who'd tormented her so viciously show up in the same state without doing something.
As Ha Yoon mulled this over, Ryu Jin-ah barked,
"Hey! You coming or not?!"
"Fuck, my ears are ringing..."
"W-what?!"
Even at just that, her face twisted in anger. Some things never change. Ha Yoon dug in her ear casually, looking utterly relaxed, which made Ryu Jin-ah open her mouth to yell again.
"Jin-ah."
"Fiiine... I'll behave! Happy now?!"
But Baek So-ra's restraint calmed her down, and she continued.
"Kim Seon-ah, you'll use the bed next to cabinet 8 here. Ha Yoon, you're on 5!"
Ryu Jin-ah pointed to the military-style bunks. Naturally, the academy was modeled after an army boot camp. Since all TS Victims were former men, the higher-ups figured they'd adapt easily.
Most of those decisions were pure desk-jockey bullshit, but this one was spot-on. The familiar misery of boot camp drilled the new reality into TS Victims fast.
Following Ryu Jin-ah's lead, they stowed their issued items in the cabinets—spare clothes, panties, and adult toys, nothing more. Once dressed in panties and clothes, a profound sense of misery finally washed over Ha Yoon.
I'm really in the same boat as these Sex Slave bitches now. Dazed by the crashing reality, Ryu Jin-ah snapped irritably,
"Teacher Gan said no morning drills today, but afternoon's still on. Listen up, 'cause I'm only saying this once."
It was all stuff Ha Yoon already knew, but she stared at Ryu Jin-ah with a bored expression. Ryu Jin-ah seemed to bristle but reined herself in and said,
"Afternoon's mainly Teacher Park's PT."
"PT? Like running...?"
"Basic fitness: flexibility drills and such. Specifically, Parade Ground Runs."
"Parade Ground Run? What's that?"
Ryu Jin-ah looked baffled at Kim Seon-ah tilting her head innocently. Ha Yoon snickered and said,
"This one's a draft dodger. Just did her physical."
"Wow... you're really pathetic. A twenty-year-old in this mess... Nah, at least you got hit before enlisting."
Ryu Jin-ah muttered wistfully. Unusually, she'd transformed in the army—a camp full of horny twenty-something dudes. Her fate as a hot girl was sealed.
She'd shown up at the academy a week later, self-reporting. When the cops and MPs arrived, she was barely breathing, soaked in cum.
Confirmed as a TS Victim, she was "transferred" (read: rescued) to the academy, but meeting Ha Seung-jin there nearly killed her in a different way. That's another story.
Shaking off the not-quite-memory, Ryu Jin-ah said,
"Parade Ground Run's just lapping the field. Didn't you see it on the way to medical?"
"No time to look..."
"Fair enough. Anyway, after laps, it's endurance run. First to drop gets fucked right there."
"What happens to whoever drops first?"
"Impaled on Teacher Park's dick. Until he nuts."
"Eek!"
"So run like hell. Especially you, newbie—he's probably itching for it."
"Y-yes!"
"What about me? No concern?"
"You can just get skewered and die on his cock."
Brutal. Ha Yoon snorted at Ryu Jin-ah's savage reply. Contrary to expectations, she wouldn't end up like that.
No matter her situation, her stamina beat these frail Sex Slaves'.
Ryu Jin-ah smirked at Ha Yoon's confidence.
"I know what you're thinking, but ditch that old Trainer ego. Even track stars turn into delicate girls post-TS. You're no exception."
Ha Yoon didn't get it but dismissed it as bullshit.
She'd regret that during afternoon drills.
After lunch and rest, Trainees lined up in three rows on the parade ground, stark naked except underwear. Ha Yoon grumbled irritably at Kim Seon-ah squirming in embarrassment amid them.
"Quit fidgeting. Stand still."
"B-but... it's embarrassing..."
"Wonder if you'll be embarrassed getting fucked in front of everyone."
Kim Seon-ah froze obediently. Have to spell it out every time. Ha Yoon eyed the backs of the Trainees ahead.
TS Victims indeed—every ass was fuckably plump. If only they had dicks, she'd have pounced.
As those lewd thoughts crossed her mind, Teacher Park mounted the platform and announced,
"Newbie today, so just five laps!"
"Yes!"
"Run—go!"
At the ex-NCO's command, front-row Hong Ryeon bolted. Rows followed, Ha Yoon and Kim Seon-ah at the tail.
'Five laps? Piece of cake.'
Back as Trainer, she'd run with Teacher Park for exercise: thirty to forty laps. Five was a joke, she scoffed inwardly.
But three laps in, that changed.
"Hah... hah..."
"Ha Yoon, you okay?"
Do I look fucking okay? She wanted to snap, but breath caught in her throat. Legs felt like lead; each step was agony.
Kim Seon-ah, meanwhile, kept pace looking surprisingly fine, just lightly sweaty.
'Why's she fine and I'm dying?'
"Hey, Ha! Falling behind! Pick it up!"
Fuck. Ha Yoon gritted her teeth at Teacher Park's distant yell and pushed.
Finishing five laps back at start, only one was down: her.
"Ha, just five laps! We did forty easy! Up, now!"
'You bastard...'
Mocking tone clear. But Ha Yoon couldn't retort or curse.
Five measly laps, and she was drained. How could human stamina suck this bad?
"Not getting up? I'll come down there."
"Just... a break, you fuck..."
Her dying rasp didn't carry, thankfully.
But he caught the curse vibe and grinned ear-to-ear.
"Woof woof! Up before I fuck you like a dog!"
"Fuck..."
Shaking hands pushed her up. Legs trembled; vision blurred. No more running.
"Alright, Ha's up. Endurance run from the front!"
Teacher Park's call rang mercilessly. Front started; Ha Yoon squeezed her eyes shut and stepped—legs buckled instantly, dropping her.
Running Trainees' eyes shifted. Early end? They looked thrilled.
But Teacher Park bellowed at them,
"You bitches! Keep running?!"