Chapter 271
Chapter 271
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Shall I Lick Your Pussy in Front of Your Classmates?
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Fierce exchange of gazes.
Shin Ayoung, who knew the full story, shot her opponent a beastly glare like she wanted to devour her whole.
Park Seoyoon, blissfully unaware, could only radiate pure surprise.
It was only natural. Another woman beautiful enough to debut as an idol had just shown up, and she'd acted like she knew me.
Was it just my imagination, or were sparks really flying from their eyes?
The atmosphere felt like a showdown between martial arts masters.
Caught in this inexplicable tension, none of the four of us moved a single step, all eyeing each other warily.
Shin Ayoung was the first to shatter the mood with a bright smile.
"Why are you all just standing there like idiots? Come on, let's go. It's been ages since I've toured the campus."
"Ah, sure."
She hooked her arm through my free side and pulled me forward.
Ignoring Park Seoyoon completely, I savored the heavenly sensation on both arms as I let myself be led away.
Clop, clop...
Of course, it felt great, but there was also this nagging sense of being marched off—like she was trying to pry me away from Park Seoyoon.
About two minutes in, Shin Ayoung glanced back casually.
Park Seoyoon was trailing about 50 meters behind. Same direction, no avoiding it.
"So that girl back there is Park Seoyoon, right? I figured photos had some filter magic or lighting tricks, but she looks exactly the same in person."
"...With her mask and hat on, isn't it hard to tell?"
"I can guess what someone looks like just from their eyes."
"Impressive."
If Shin Ayoung said so, it must be true. It was her birthday—no point picking a fight.
"So, why were you glaring at her like that earlier?"
"Just observing. Observing. Checking out the new peer."
"Ah, like hazing the newbie? Breaking her spirit?"
"Ob-serv-ing."
"Got it."
Better not push it. Just accept it.
I shut my mouth and kept walking. Around 9 a.m., students with early classes started appearing.
The closer we got to the main buildings, the more there were.
Some all dolled up like us, others in sloppy gym clothes.
The common thread? Yawns all around.
And sidelong glances our way, too.
Two total knockout beauties drawing stares on their own—it was inevitable together.
I usually hated the attention, but today? Felt pretty damn good.
Like my stock was skyrocketing.
Swoosh.
As I basked in that smug superiority, the delightful softness around my arms vanished.
Shin Ayoung and Yoon Hye-yoon now walked with just a slight gap, arms uncrossed.
I'd figured they'd flaunt me all the way to the heart of campus. Unexpected restraint.
Sensing my confusion, Yoon Hye-yoon spoke first.
"Gotta separate work and play. Even so, with us on both your sides, people won't look kindly."
"Obviously no one's gonna look kindly at a guy surrounded by beauties like you two, but I don't care."
"No."
Shin Ayoung shook her head firmly.
"We'd love to parade around that we're dating you, but reality's harsh. 'He's two-timing.' 'Cheater.' 'Trash.' You know the rumors that'll fly."
She'd emphasized "two-timing" a bit hard.
Felt like there were spikes in the words, but probably just my imagination.
"That'd just trash your reputation. I couldn't stand seeing that."
"Exactly. It'd bum us out hearing nothing but bad gossip about the guy we like."
"Or all of us, maybe."
Like they'd rehearsed, they voiced the exact same stance with conviction.
Knowing it was all for my sake with good intentions, my cheeks hurt from grinning.
"So how should I act while we're on campus?"
"Mm... Like we're super-close friends."
"The sticky, suspicious kind where nothing seems weird. The type where people whisper, 'You two dating?'"
They'd clearly thought this through long and hard—the words flowed effortlessly.
I gave their asses a light pat to say thanks.
"I'll make up for it tenfold where no one's watching."
"Thanks for understanding."
"I'm the thankful one."
We strolled the campus like that, keeping a tantalizing distance.
Soon, an on-campus café came into view, and Yoon Hye-yoon stopped.
"I've got a 10 a.m. class, so I'll kill time here. You two go ahead."
"Cool."
"Yeah, sis—happy birthday. Have fun with him today."
Yoon Hye-yoon pulled a wrapped gift box from her handbag and handed it to Shin Ayoung.
Small, but packed with care in the wrapping.
Shin Ayoung took it with a beaming smile.
"Thanks. See you later, Hye-yoon."
"Sure thing~"
We watched through the window until she settled in and even opened her laptop.
Then we turned toward the lecture hall building.
"Ayoung, our schedules line up pretty much, right?"
"Wanted them identical, but two classes differ, sadly."
"Looks like we'll be glued together all week. Throw in group projects..."
"Mm... Let's do assignments separately."
"Why?"
Shin Ayoung saying that? Had the semester start fried her brain?
Our eyes met, and she flashed a sly, foxy grin.
"You sure you can handle being stuck to me all day?"
She tiptoed up, her breath hot against my ear. Goosebumps everywhere.
Loving my shiver, she hooked her arms under her chest, proudly thrusting out her perky figure.
"Handle it? I'll pound you till you pass out, then finish your homework solo."
"Then I just copy yours?"
"Go ahead, but don't blame me if you bomb the exams."
"Ugh, so unfair. Fine—no touching till both our assignments are done."
"Naked then. Scared you'll pounce first... Oof!"
A sharp elbow to the ribs. Shin Ayoung's smile didn't reach her eyes.
I rubbed the spot, pouting.
"Just saying."
"Me too. Joking."
Banter half-serious, half-playful, we reached the lecture hall.
Creak.
Silence shattered—stares poured in. Plenty of familiar faces.
Knew them by name and face, but not close. Awkward acquaintances.
Envy radiated from every one.
But they'd sensed our vibe pre-break, so eyes darted away quick.
"Oppa, back row. It's just orientation anyway—no real lecture."
"Sounds good."
We claimed empty desks at the rear.
Gazing out the window to kill time, the room grew rowdy.
"Yo, that's Park Seoyoon, right?"
"Looks like it. Hair color's a dead giveaway."
"Totally. Idol vibes—even just walking stands out."
"For real. Where's this from?"
"Friend near the music building sent it."
"Hit it up after class? Dying to see her face."
Topic: Park Seoyoon.
I'd expected it, but hearing it everywhere was surreal.
Our department was buzzing like this—what about others?
Probably worse.
"Damn... body though. Insane. Tits huge."
"Idol training's no joke."
"Nah, check that waist. Skinny as hell, but rack that big? Unreal."
"That's why she's Park Seoyoon."
"...True."
Shrugged off as "idol perks."
I averted my eyes from the classmates zooming in, debating.
'The tits and pussy you're all drooling over? I've seen it all.'
Hell, real-time, her masturbating covered in my cum.
Swallowing a laugh, I glanced at the beauty on her phone.
Body-wise, Ayoung edged her out anyway.
Bigger tits, bigger ass.
"Oh yeah, Ayoung. Plans for today? Said you'd tell me same-day."
"Mm... Got something, but it's night-only."
"Classes done, normal date then?"
"Perfect. Nice weather—stroll campus, grab food out..."
She paused, leaning in.
Hand stroking my thigh, inching inward, "accidentally" brushing my cock.
"...Naughty stuff too."
Tongue flick out, then she scooted away.
Sitting prim as if nothing happened. Made me wanna torment her.
"Alright, everyone sit! Taking roll."
Hand outstretched—prof and TA entered. Familiar faces after ages, but my focus was sideways.
Pale skinny jeans, skin-tight on her curves. Thighs straining the fabric.
Impossible to ignore.
"Eek...!"
Shin Ayoung, fixated on the projector, yelped in surprise.
Sensing something on her leg and thigh, she looked down, face paling.
"What're you doing there?"
"What, you don't know?"
"Class ends in 20 minutes...?"
"Plenty."
I started maneuvering the avatar under her desk.
Front barricade blocked the view—no one'd notice.
Long as she didn't moan loud.
Zip...
Unbuttoned her jeans, eased the zipper down slow.
Birthday effort showed—nice scent, black lacy thong popped out.
Sexy, semi-sheer glimpsing skin. Lace-trimmed.
Teased the mound and slit clinging tight.
"Hah... Doing this since morning?"
"Don't wanna get your pussy eaten out in front of your classmates on day one?"
Flicked her dormant clit—lower body twitched.
Quiet whimper, then suddenly she clutched the avatar's head, yanking hard.
"Hurry up and lick me."