Seo Arin - What Happened at the Freshman Welcome Party (2)

#Girlfriend #FreshmanWelcomeParty #InitiationRitual #SexualHarassment #BreastClimax

Seo Arin took out her phone to contact her boyfriend.

But the screen was pitch black, as if the battery had died.

She tapped the black screen a few times without any meaning before giving up.

In the end, she had no choice but to return to the female dormitory alone.

But the moment she took her first step, her body swayed.

She was much more drunk than she had thought.

As she was helplessly about to fall, someone grabbed her arm firmly.

She checked the face just in case, but it wasn't Jinsol.

"Are you okay, sunbae-nim?"

Looking closely, it was a face she recognized.

It was one of the juniors who had been sitting at the freshman welcome party just a few hours ago.

She hadn't noticed while sitting down, but he was quite tall.

Seo Arin was also 170cm, which was tall for a woman.

But this junior was so tall that she had to tilt her head back just to look at his face.

His build was quite substantial as well.

The thickness of the arm supporting her looked almost twice her own.

"You were out cold for a long time, so I was on my way to get some hangover juice."

The junior shook the drink in his hand.

"I'm fine now. You don't have to hold me up."

Arin hurriedly stepped back from the junior.

Perhaps because of the dream she just had, she became unnecessarily guarded.

Then she suddenly remembered a question she had been wanting to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠ask.

"Um... hoobae-nim? Nothing weird happened at the welcome party, right?"

"What do you mean by 'nothing weird'?"

She couldn't bring herself to ask directly about the 1-liter beer glass.

"I mean, I didn't make a fool of myself or anything while I was drunk, did I?"

"Hmm, not that I recall."

Arin let out a sigh of relief.

"It still looks hard for you to walk. Would you at least drink this?"

The junior offered the hangover drink in his hand once again.

"It's fine. My boyfriend will come pick me up soon."

Arin turned her back on the junior and started walking again.

All she could think about was getting back to the dormitory and calling her boyfriend.

But she didn't get far before her body swayed once again.

And just like before, a thick arm supported her.

"I clearly said I was fine. Don't tell me you followed me?"

"Tell me honestly. Your boyfriend isn't coming, is he?"

"What does that have to do with you!"

Seo Arin immediately regretted it.

She had answered far too coldly than she intended.

What fault did the junior have?

She was the one who had drunk herself senseless.

"Um... sorry for snapping at you."

"It's okay, sunbae. But can you really walk? If you need, I can support you."

She was about to refuse because of her boyfriend, but he beat her to it.

"It's because of your boyfriend, right? Would this make you feel a bit more at ease?"

The junior took off the leather jacket he was wearing.

And then he wrapped it around his arm.

His arm was already thick, but with the outer garment wrapped around it, it ended up looking like a Swiss roll.

At that ridiculous sight, Seo Arin's tension instantly melted away.

"Hold onto this. Just think of it as a bus handle—something to support your body."

Maybe she had been mistaken.

A dream was just a dream.

Just as the junior said, nothing must have happened.

She decided to accept his kindness.

"Thank you, hoobae-nim."

"My name is Go Gitae. Please just call me Gitae, sunbae-nim."

"Gitae, just because you're doing this doesn't mean I'll develop any feelings for you."

"Of course, sunbae-nim. Shall we go then?"

<30 Minutes Later>

"Gitae, are you sure we're going the right way?"

It was an alley that Seo Arin, who had been attending Hankuk University for two years, had never seen before.

No school buildings were in sight here.

"Huh? What do you mean? I was just following you, sunbae Arin. I'm a freshman who just enrolled this year. There's no way I'd know the way."

Damn it.

Under the influence of alcohol, she had unknowingly followed wherever the junior's arm guided her.

But it turned out the junior was just following wherever she went as well.

She took out her phone to check the map, but the screen was dark.

"Just leave it to me."

Go Gitae took her phone himself and took the lead.

Seo Arin relied on Gitae's Swiss roll-like wrapped forearm and stumbled along behind him.

The further they went, the narrower the path became.

Moreover, cars kept passing through the already narrow alley.

Each time, the two of them had to press themselves flat against one wall.

'He's way too close. Do we really have to press together in this position? It feels like my chest is going to touch him.'

Seo Arin couldn't bring herself to say anything to the junior who was doing her a favor, so ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠she only thought it to herself.

But when the second car entered the alley.

Gitae's elbow finally touched Arin's chest.

"Hiek!"

Seo Arin let out a hiccup of surprise.

But the junior didn't seem to notice, and casually took the lead again.

'It must have been an accident. He's a kind junior who even bought hangover juice for his sunbae. There's no way he'd do that on purpose.'

Another car passed by.

This time, it was a truck.

Seo Arin nimbly dodged to one side of the wall.

This way, Gitae wouldn't be able to accidentally brush against her chest.

But without fail, Gitae's elbow pressed down on one of Arin's breasts much harder than before.

"Keugh...!!"

From the pain radiating from her chest, Arin frantically pounded on Gitae's forearm, but it was useless.

Arin had to struggle in agony until the truck left the alley.

The moment the car passed, Arin shoved the junior away hard.

"You... you did that on purpose just now!"

"Me? What do you mean?"

"What do you mean?! After doing that to my chest!"

"Ah, that? The alley was just so narrow, I couldn't help it."

At the utterly shameless answer, Arin felt a sense of betrayal.

She had thought it was merely the goodwill of a fresh-faced junior.

She knew he had feelings for her, but she never imagined he would cross the line so brazenly.

"Our journey ends here. I'll go alone, so don't follow me."

"How are you going to get back? You're in some alley you don't even recognize, your phone is dead, and you have no boyfriend to escort you. I'm the only one by your side, sunbae."

The streetlight bulb, which had been flickering anxiously, went out with a pop.

As the sole light source vanished, a heavy silence fell over the alley.

Even the occasional cars were no longer in sight.

It felt like the alcohol had instantly worn off.

The junior before her was the same type of man as Glasses-sunbae.

A despicable human who preyed on women when they were most vulnerable from being drunk.

And right now, it was much more dangerous than back then.

Because in this situation, there was no way for Jinsol to save her.

"That's right, I did it on purpose."

"Wh...what?"

"I dug my elbow into your chest, sunbae. How could I hold back when such naughty tits are jiggling right in front of my eyes?"

"T-tits..." It was a vulgar expression that Arin had never used or even heard before.

"Even at the bar, your tits were bouncing up and down every time you walked, and it really turned me on."

"You shouldn't use such dirty words to your sunbae...!"

"This isn't my fault, it's yours, sunbae. Everyone who was there probably thought the exact same thing I did. So why would you go around with such lewd tits on display!"

Gitae forcefully grabbed Arin's chest with his hand.

Much harder than her boyfriend usually touched her.

But a bit weaker than when it was pressed by his elbow earlier.

The intensity was so exquisitely measured that an unexpected reaction burst from Arin's lips.

"Heung-eut...!"

"Shit? Did you seriously just feel that? Just from having your chest groped?"

"No! It was just a hiccup!"

Anyone could tell it was a sound completely different from a hiccup.

"Just how sensitive is your body? At this level, there wasn't even any need to drug you."

Drug? Don't tell me...!

Was that why he kept offering the hangover drink before they left?

"Stop it. I have a boyfriend."

"So? Then it's your boyfriend's fault for failing to protect you properly."

"My boyfriend did nothing wrong. You're the bad one here."

"Leaving such a turn-on girlfriend to wander the night streets drunk. If that's not begging another guy to fuck her in his place, then what is it?"

"Don't insult my boyfriend."

"Wow, shit. You're worrying about your boyfriend even in a situation like this? Unbelievable. Sunbae, do you seriously realize what's happening right now?"

She knew very well.

She also knew she should scream for help right this instant.

But she couldn't bring herself to do it.

Because she was terrified that, due to the hand groping her chest, a sweet moan might slip out instead of a scream.

Arin cursed her own overly sensitive body.

What woman in the world would feel pleasure from having her chest groped by a junior she met for the first time today?

Moreover, it wasn't even proper foreplay—just a hard, rough grab.

But unfortunately, that was exactly the way Arin had secretly been craving.

She liked how Jinsol touched her chest, but it had always felt lacking.

Rougher than that—like handling his own property...

"...♡!!"

Arin had to clamp both hands over her mouth at the stimulation surging from her chest.

"It feels that good? You're getting off on having your tits clawed by a man who isn't your boyfriend?"

She tried to shake her head, but another intense stimulation shot up from her chest.

Her head tilted back involuntarily.

"This is seriously unreal. It's my first time seeing a girl who gets off just from having her chest touched."

A line of drool trickled down between her lips.

Her eyes were slightly unfocused—it was impossible to tell if it was from the alcohol or from the pleasure she was experiencing for the first time.

She tried to push the junior away, but it was useless.

Her arms lacked any real strength, making it look like nothing more than a petty tantrum.

"Be honest. You're enjoying this too, sunbae."

"No... it doesn't feel good at all... stop groping my chest without permission right now...!"

"Is that so? Then I'll give you one more. Your mind might change."

"Eung-ho-oht♡!!!"

Gitae increased the force and pulled on her chest.

He pulled with enough strength that feeling pain would have been natural, but once again, Arin felt pleasure.

This time she climaxed quite intensely, completely losing all strength in her legs.

With nothing nearby to support her, she unknowingly ended up clinging to Gitae's arm.

Instead of over his jacket, she felt the bare, muscular skin against hers.

"Can I take this as your consent, sunbae?"

"Absolutely... not...!"

Her chest belonged to only one person. It was Jinsol's.

No matter how many times her sensitive body climaxed, she would never submit.

"Sunbae, should I tell you a fun fact?"

"...?"

"Earlier, you asked about what happened at the welcome party, right? I actually lied back then."

"What...? You clearly said... nothing happened...!"

"Actually, there was one huge event. When I came back from the bathroom, one of the sunbaes told me about the Mechanical Engineering department's exclusive initiation ritual."

Initiation ritual? Could he be talking about the very initiation ritual she knew about?

"When I personally brought a giant beer glass and placed it in the middle of the table, everyone eagerly started throwing all sorts of things inside. Doesn't that sound familiar?"

She knew it better than anyone.

The very reason she became the department representative was to prevent that initiation ritual.

But this year, the exact same thing as last year had ended up happening.

"Eventually, the glass filled up with a liquid so nauseating just to look at. And it wasn't just liquid—there was plenty of solid bits in there too. But apparently that wasn't enough for some psycho, who actually spat loogies into the glass."

The scene was described in such detail, as if he had stepped into her dream and seen it himself.

"Once one person started, everyone else followed suit. Even the student council sunbaes came over and joined in."

"So... who was the poor freshman who had to go through that horrible initiation ritual...?"

She finally asked the question she had been wanting to ask all along.

"A freshman? Sunbae, do you seriously still not know?"

It was you! The goddess of the Mechanical Engineering department, Seo Arin! The main star of today's welcome party, who drank the spit of every single freshman and student council member!!

"Urk...!!"

The scenes she had seen in her dream just 30 minutes ago began to piece themselves together.

The people surrounding the table where Seo Arin sat were not the second-year sunbaes, but the freshmen who had come to the welcome party today.

Then what about Glasses-sunbae?

The sunbae in her memory was no longer wearing glasses.

He also looked a whole hand-span taller.

Perhaps he worked out; his body was considerably thick.

Seo Arin realized it.

The person who had been sitting next to her wasn't Glasses-sunbae, but her junior, Go Gitae.

Taking advantage of her being drunk to freely grope her body.

And once again orchestrating the initiation ritual she had almost suffered as a freshman—successfully pulling it off this year, unlike last year.

It was all Go Gitae.

Instantly, the glass that had been sitting on the table when she woke up came to mind.

The 1-liter beer glass, wiped clean as if it were brand new.

The contents of that glass had entered her stomach, down to the very last drop.

A sudden dry heave rose up.

"You should have seen yourself then, sunbae. Honestly, I thought you'd refuse. No matter what, spit is a bit much, right?"

The dry heaves wouldn't stop.

"But do you know what your reaction was? You'd already lost your mind, so you were only looking for your boyfriend. Saying your boyfriend would come save you or something. It was quite the spectacle, watching you beg them to wait just a little longer until your boyfriend arrived."

You know what happened next without me saying it, right? Your boyfriend never showed up. And you gulped down every last drop of what was in that glass. You drank the spit of dozens of men.

Arin wanted to deny reality. She wanted to believe this was all a dream.

But this horrific situation was still ongoing.

She was still alone in a dark alley with her junior.

"Wake up, sunbae. We need to pick up where we left off."

Gitae's hand slipped inside her stretched-out T-shirt.

She had reacted like that even when he touched her over her clothes.

If he went inside her T-shirt. And even further, inside her bra.

Just how sensitively would she react then?

Arin was terrified of herself.

'If you ever have to go to a drinking party, make sure to go with your boyfriend. That's the only way to protect yourself.'

It was already too late, sunbae. She should have heeded those words back then.

Gitae's hand was already unhooking her bra.

"Jinsol... where are you... help me...!"

"Stop! Please, stop!!"

With the shout signaling the end of the bet, the timer stopped.

The moment his vision returned to normal, Kim Jinsol burst out of the room.

He had gone to find his girlfriend.

"What a shame. So close to the end."

Despite his words, a smile hung on Mephi's face.

Jinsol would soon discover that his girlfriend was safe.

Even though nearly four hours had passed in the dream, only 30 minutes had gone by in reality.

By now, Arin was probably waiting for him outside the bar.

Although Arin had dozed off briefly at the drinking party, something like what he had just witnessed had not actually happened in reality.

Of course, with Mephi's abilities, making such things happen in reality wouldn't be difficult at all.

But that wasn't the way Mephi wanted things to play out.

"That's not to say it's entirely meaningless."

There was a reason for showing him things that hadn't even actually happened.

Because Mephi had seen it clearly.

Kim Jinsol's pants had been bulging when he ran out.

<Kim Jinsol's Ero Status>

1. Age: 21 years old

2. Height: 172cm

3. Dick: 6~8cm → 5.5~7.5cm

4. Progress: Ejaculation Volume [150%]

5. Trait:

Premature Ejaculator [Ejaculates very easily. Fastest ejaculation record is 59 seconds. Record set by his older sister, Kim Seoa. The development of the Premature Ejaculator trait is heavily influenced not only by genetics but also by his sister. Early exposure to unconventional masturbation methods had a major impact.]

6. Evaluation: Mephi-nim's contractual partner. A beta male with no discernible redeeming qualities. It is difficult to understand what about him caught the Administrator's eye. The only notable point is his relationship with his girlfriend, Seo Arin. They exhibit a sticky, deeply affectionate love rarely seen in ordinary male-female relationships. This point appears to have stimulated the Administrator's destructive urges.

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#Girlfriend #FreshmanWelcomeParty #InitiationRitual #SexualHarassment #BreastClimax

Seo Arin took out her phone to contact her boyfriend.

But the screen was pitch black, as if the battery had died.

She tapped the black screen a few times without any meaning before giving up.

In the end, she had no choice but to return to the female dormitory alone.

But the moment she took her first step, her body swayed.

She was much more drunk than she had thought.

As she was helplessly about to fall, someone grabbed her arm firmly.

She checked the face just in case, but it wasn't Jinsol.

"Are you okay, sunbae-nim?"

Looking closely, it was a face she recognized.

It was one of the juniors who had been sitting at the freshman welcome party just a few hours ago.

She hadn't noticed while sitting down, but he was quite tall.

Seo Arin was also 170cm, which was tall for a woman.

But this junior was so tall that she had to tilt her head back just to look at his face.

His build was quite substantial as well.

The thickness of the arm supporting her looked almost twice her own.

"You were out cold for a long time, so I was on my way to get some hangover juice."

The junior shook the drink in his hand.

"I'm fine now. You don't have to hold me up."

Arin hurriedly stepped back from the junior.

Perhaps because of the dream she just had, she became unnecessarily guarded.

Then she suddenly remembered a question she had been wanting to ask.

"Um... hoobae-nim? Nothing weird happened at the welcome party, right?"

"What do you mean by 'nothing weird'?"

She couldn't bring herself to ask directly about the 1-liter beer glass.

"I mean, I didn't make a fool of myself or anything while I was drunk, did I?"

"Hmm, not that I recall."

Arin let out a sigh of relief.

"It still looks hard for you to walk. Would you at ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠least drink this?"

The junior offered the hangover drink in his hand once again.

"It's fine. My boyfriend will come pick me up soon."

Arin turned her back on the junior and started walking again.

All she could think about was getting back to the dormitory and calling her boyfriend.

But she didn't get far before her body swayed once again.

And just like before, a thick arm supported her.

"I clearly said I was fine. Don't tell me you followed me?"

"Tell me honestly. Your boyfriend isn't coming, is he?"

"What does that have to do with you!"

Seo Arin immediately regretted it.

She had answered far too coldly than she intended.

What fault did the junior have?

She was the one who had drunk herself senseless.

"Um... sorry for snapping at you."

"It's okay, sunbae. But can you really walk? If you need, I can support you."

She was about to refuse because of her boyfriend, but he beat her to it.

"It's because of your boyfriend, right? Would this make you feel a bit more at ease?"

The junior took off the leather jacket he was wearing.

And then he wrapped it around his arm.

His arm was already thick, but with the outer garment wrapped around it, it ended up looking like a Swiss roll.

At that ridiculous sight, Seo Arin's tension instantly melted away.

"Hold ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠onto this. Just think of it as a bus handle—something to support your body."

Maybe she had been mistaken.

A dream was just a dream.

Just as the junior said, nothing must have happened.

She decided to accept his kindness.

"Thank you, hoobae-nim."

"My name is Go Gitae. Please just call me Gitae, sunbae-nim."

"Gitae, just because you're doing this doesn't mean I'll develop any feelings for you."

"Of course, sunbae-nim. Shall we go then?"

<30 Minutes Later>

"Gitae, are you sure we're going the right way?"

It was an alley that Seo Arin, who had been attending Hankuk University for two years, had never seen before.

No school buildings were in sight here.

"Huh? What do you mean? I was just following you, sunbae Arin. I'm a freshman who just enrolled this year. There's no way I'd know the way."

Damn it.

Under the influence of alcohol, she had unknowingly followed wherever the junior's arm guided her.

But it turned out the junior was just following wherever she went as well.

She took out her phone to check the map, but the screen was dark.

"Just leave it to me."

Go Gitae took her phone himself and took the lead.

Seo Arin relied on Gitae's Swiss roll-like wrapped forearm and stumbled along behind him.

The further they went, the narrower the path became.

Moreover, cars kept passing through the already narrow alley.

Each time, the two of them had to press themselves flat against one wall.

'He's way too close. Do we really have to press together in this position? It feels like my chest is going to touch him.'

Seo Arin couldn't bring herself to say anything to the junior who was doing her a favor, so she only thought it to herself.

But when the second car entered the alley.

Gitae's elbow finally touched Arin's chest.

"Hiek!"

Seo Arin let out a hiccup of surprise.

But the junior didn't seem to notice, and casually took the lead again.

'It must have been an accident. He's a kind junior who even bought hangover juice for his sunbae. There's no way he'd do that on purpose.'

Another car passed by.

This time, it was a truck.

Seo Arin nimbly dodged to one side of the wall.

This way, Gitae wouldn't be able to accidentally brush against her chest.

But without fail, Gitae's elbow pressed down on one of Arin's breasts much harder than before.

"Keugh...!!"

From the pain radiating from her chest, Arin frantically pounded on Gitae's forearm, but it was useless.

Arin had to struggle in agony until the truck left the alley.

The moment the car passed, Arin shoved the junior away hard.

"You... you did that on purpose just now!"

"Me? What do you mean?"

"What do you mean?! After doing that to my chest!"

"Ah, that? The alley was just so narrow, I couldn't help it."

At the utterly shameless answer, Arin felt a sense of betrayal.

She had thought it was merely the goodwill of a fresh-faced junior.

She knew he had feelings for her, but she never imagined he would cross the line so brazenly.

"Our journey ends here. I'll go alone, so don't follow me."

"How are you going to get back? You're in some alley you don't even recognize, your phone is dead, and you have no boyfriend to escort you. I'm the only one by your side, sunbae."

The streetlight bulb, which had been flickering anxiously, went out with a pop.

As the sole light source vanished, a heavy silence fell over the alley.

Even the occasional cars were no longer in sight.

It felt like the alcohol had instantly worn off.

The junior before her was the same type of man as Glasses-sunbae.

A despicable human who preyed on women when they were most vulnerable from being drunk.

And right now, it was much more dangerous than back then.

Because in this situation, there was no way for Jinsol to save her.

"That's right, I did it on purpose."

"Wh...what?"

"I dug my elbow into your chest, sunbae. How could I hold back when such naughty tits are jiggling right in front of my eyes?"

"T-tits..." It was a vulgar expression that Arin had never used or even heard before.

"Even at the bar, your tits were bouncing up and down every time you walked, and it really turned me on."

"You shouldn't use such dirty words to your sunbae...!"

"This isn't my fault, it's yours, sunbae. Everyone who was there probably thought the exact same thing I did. So why would you go around with such lewd tits on display!"

Gitae forcefully grabbed Arin's chest with his hand.

Much harder than her boyfriend usually touched her.

But a bit weaker than when it was pressed by his elbow earlier.

The intensity was so exquisitely measured that an unexpected reaction burst from Arin's lips.

"Heung-eut...!"

"Shit? Did you seriously just feel that? Just from having your chest groped?"

"No! It was just a hiccup!"

Anyone could tell it was a sound completely different from a hiccup.

"Just how sensitive is your body? At this level, there wasn't even any need to drug you."

Drug? Don't tell me...!

Was that why he kept offering the hangover drink before they left?

"Stop it. I have a boyfriend."

"So? Then it's your boyfriend's fault for failing to protect you properly."

"My boyfriend did nothing wrong. You're the bad one here."

"Leaving such a turn-on girlfriend to wander the night streets drunk. If that's not begging another guy to fuck her in his place, then what is it?"

"Don't insult my boyfriend."

"Wow, shit. You're worrying about your boyfriend even in a situation like this? Unbelievable. Sunbae, do you seriously realize what's happening right now?"

She knew very well.

She also knew she should scream for help right this instant.

But she couldn't bring herself to do it.

Because she was terrified that, due to the hand groping her chest, a sweet moan might slip out instead of a scream.

Arin cursed her own overly sensitive body.

What woman in the world would feel pleasure from having her chest groped by a junior she met for the first time today?

Moreover, it wasn't even proper foreplay—just a hard, rough grab.

But unfortunately, that was exactly the way Arin had secretly been craving.

She liked how Jinsol touched her chest, but it had always felt lacking.

Rougher than that—like handling his own property...

"...♡!!"

Arin had to clamp both hands over her mouth at the stimulation surging from her chest.

"It feels that good? You're getting off on having your tits clawed by a man who isn't your boyfriend?"

She tried to shake her head, but another intense stimulation shot up from her chest.

Her head tilted back involuntarily.

"This is seriously unreal. It's my first time seeing a girl who gets off just from having her chest touched."

A line of drool trickled down between her lips.

Her eyes were slightly unfocused—it was impossible to tell if it was from the alcohol or from the pleasure she was experiencing for the first time.

She tried to push the junior away, but it was useless.

Her arms lacked any real strength, making it look like nothing more than a petty tantrum.

"Be honest. You're enjoying this too, sunbae."

"No... it doesn't feel good at all... stop groping my chest without permission right now...!"

"Is that so? Then I'll give you one more. Your mind might change."

"Eung-ho-oht♡!!!"

Gitae increased the force and pulled on her chest.

He pulled with enough strength that feeling pain would have been natural, but once again, Arin felt pleasure.

This time she climaxed quite intensely, completely losing all strength in her legs.

With nothing nearby to support her, she unknowingly ended up clinging to Gitae's arm.

Instead of over his jacket, she felt the bare, muscular skin against hers.

"Can I take this as your consent, sunbae?"

"Absolutely... not...!"

Her chest belonged to only one person. It was Jinsol's.

No matter how many times her sensitive body climaxed, she would never submit.

"Sunbae, should I tell you a fun fact?"

"...?"

"Earlier, you asked about what happened at the welcome party, right? I actually lied back then."

"What...? You clearly said... nothing happened...!"

"Actually, there was one huge event. When I came back from the bathroom, one of the sunbaes told me about the Mechanical Engineering department's exclusive initiation ritual."

Initiation ritual? Could he be talking about the very initiation ritual she knew about?

"When I personally brought a giant beer glass and placed it in the middle of the table, everyone eagerly started throwing all sorts of things inside. Doesn't that sound familiar?"

She knew it better than anyone.

The very reason she became the department representative was to prevent that initiation ritual.

But this year, the exact same thing as last year had ended up happening.

"Eventually, the glass filled up with a liquid so nauseating just to look at. And it wasn't just liquid—there was plenty of solid bits in there too. But apparently that wasn't enough for some psycho, who actually spat loogies into the glass."

The scene was described in such detail, as if he had stepped into her dream and seen it himself.

"Once one person started, everyone else followed suit. Even the student council sunbaes came over and joined in."

"So... who was the poor freshman who had to go through that horrible initiation ritual...?"

She finally asked the question she had been wanting to ask all along.

"A freshman? Sunbae, do you seriously still not know?"

It was you! The goddess of the Mechanical Engineering department, Seo Arin! The main star of today's welcome party, who drank the spit of every single freshman and student council member!!

"Urk...!!"

The scenes she had seen in her dream just 30 minutes ago began to piece themselves together.

The people surrounding the table where Seo Arin sat were not the second-year sunbaes, but the freshmen who had come to the welcome party today.

Then what about Glasses-sunbae?

The sunbae in her memory was no longer wearing glasses.

He also looked a whole hand-span taller.

Perhaps he worked out; his body was considerably thick.

Seo Arin realized it.

The person who had been sitting next to her wasn't Glasses-sunbae, but her junior, Go Gitae.

Taking advantage of her being drunk to freely grope her body.

And once again orchestrating the initiation ritual she had almost suffered as a freshman—successfully pulling it off this year, unlike last year.

It was all Go Gitae.

Instantly, the glass that had been sitting on the table when she woke up came to mind.

The 1-liter beer glass, wiped clean as if it were brand new.

The contents of that glass had entered her stomach, down to the very last drop.

A sudden dry heave rose up.

"You should have seen yourself then, sunbae. Honestly, I thought you'd refuse. No matter what, spit is a bit much, right?"

The dry heaves wouldn't stop.

"But do you know what your reaction was? You'd already lost your mind, so you were only looking for your boyfriend. Saying your boyfriend would come save you or something. It was quite the spectacle, watching you beg them to wait just a little longer until your boyfriend arrived."

You know what happened next without me saying it, right? Your boyfriend never showed up. And you gulped down every last drop of what was in that glass. You drank the spit of dozens of men.

Arin wanted to deny reality. She wanted to believe this was all a dream.

But this horrific situation was still ongoing.

She was still alone in a dark alley with her junior.

"Wake up, sunbae. We need to pick up where we left off"

Gitae's hand slipped inside her stretched-out T-shirt.

She had reacted like that even when he touched her over her clothes.

If he went inside her T-shirt. And even further, inside her bra.

Just how sensitively would she react then?

Arin was terrified of herself.

'If you ever have to go to a drinking party, make sure to go with your boyfriend. That's the only way to protect yourself.'

It was already too late, sunbae. She should have heeded those words back then.

Gitae's hand was already unhooking her bra.

"Jinsol... where are you... help me...!"

"Stop! Please, stop!!"

With the shout signaling the end of the bet, the timer stopped.

The moment his vision returned to normal, Kim Jinsol burst out of the room.

He had gone to find his girlfriend.

"What a shame. So close to the end."

Despite his words, a smile hung on Mephi's face.

Jinsol would soon discover that his girlfriend was safe.

Even though nearly four hours had passed in the dream, only 30 minutes had gone by in reality.

By now, Arin was probably waiting for him outside the bar.

Although Arin had dozed off briefly at the drinking party, something like what he had just witnessed had not actually happened in reality.

Of course, with Mephi's abilities, making such things happen in reality wouldn't be difficult at all.

But that wasn't the way Mephi wanted things to play out.

"That's not to say it's entirely meaningless."

There was a reason for showing him things that hadn't even actually happened.

Because Mephi had seen it clearly.

Kim Jinsol's pants had been bulging when he ran out.

<Kim Jinsol's Ero Status>

1. Age: 21 years old

2. Height: 172cm

3. Dick: 6~8cm → 5.5~7.5cm

4. Progress: Ejaculation Volume [150%]

5. Trait:

Premature Ejaculator [Ejaculates very easily. Fastest ejaculation record is 59 seconds. Record set by his older sister, Kim Seoa. The development of the Premature Ejaculator trait is heavily influenced not only by genetics but also by his sister. Early exposure to unconventional masturbation methods had a major impact.]

6. Evaluation: Mephi-nim's contractual partner. A beta male with no discernible redeeming qualities. It is difficult to understand what about him caught the Administrator's eye. The only notable point is his relationship with his girlfriend, Seo Arin. They exhibit a sticky, deeply affectionate love rarely seen in ordinary male-female relationships. This point appears to have stimulated the Administrator's destructive urges.