24 – Ballpoint Pen Refill

“Hurt person.”

Hongryun said, clicking her pen, and a situation similar to the morning roll call unfolded. But unlike then, there were no shouting voices.

Hongryun, who had been staring at the roster, raised her head and looked at Hayoon.

She could see her body trembling. Her lips were tightly shut, and she was barely standing, leaning on Kim Sunah for support. And her eyes, which had always glared confidently, had lost their light and were looking down powerlessly.

‘Only two days, huh?’

In fact, enduring for two days, considering what she had gone through, was quite a feat. Not many people were taken by the instructors as a group from the very beginning. Hongryun thought to herself, noting that there were no special circumstances, and scanned the trainees.

“Looks like no one’s missing. Instructor duty, so those whose names are called should go find them on time.”

“Ah, damn it.”

“I was hoping there wouldn’t be any today…”

Sighs came from here and there at Hongryun’s words. Hongryun chuckled and began calling out names in order.

“Yoon Serin, Instructor Park is calling for you.”

“Fucking hell, doesn’t that bastard ever get tired?”

“Looks like you’re quite the fuckable one. Who knows, if you tighten up nicely, he might grant you a wish.”

“Bullshit.”

Ignoring Yoon Serin’s curse, she called out the next name.

“Jin Siwon, Instructor Gan is calling for you.”

“Siwon…”

“It’s okay. You know I like it rough. Right?”

Of course, Jin Siwon also felt that Instructor Gan’s violence was painful beyond pleasure, but she told Shin Sohyun, who was anxiously holding her hand and worrying, not to worry.

What a show. Hongryun muttered to herself and called out the last name.

“Hayoon, Instructor Choi is calling for you.”

“I don’t want to!”

The trainees, who had been murmuring, fell silent in an instant at the shouted voice.

Hongryun lowered her hands, which had been covering her ears, and said irritably.

“Don’t shout. I thought my eardrums were going to burst. You should slowly realize how high a woman’s voice can go.”

“Why, why do I have to go to that Choi bastard…!”

Her irritation was of no concern to Hayoon. Wandering eyes, a trembling voice. It was no different from someone in a panic. Just half a day of training had turned Hayoon into this.

If she were still out of her mind, she wouldn’t be this hysterical, but now she was more lucid than ever. That is, the memories of having her senses sealed and being tormented were vividly coming back to her.

“I don’t want to go. I will never, ever go…!”

To be subjected to that kind of treatment and then be told to go to Instructor Choi again. It was absolutely impossible. Hayoon gasped for breath and hugged herself. Just hearing that name reminded her of the training she had undergone in the afternoon.

She could clearly feel a tingling sensation in her non-existent lower body and a feeling of fullness. Phantom pain. Feeling the phantom pain of a dildo being inserted, Hayoon collapsed on the spot.

“Ugh, ugh…”

“Ha, seriously.”

Regardless, Hongryun swept back her hair and spat out coldly.

“Do you think you can just not go because you don’t want to?”

“You, you can go instead!”

“Why would I?”

What kind of loyalty would make her go in her place? Well, even if she really had loyalty, she wouldn’t think of going in her place.

As Hongryun was thinking that, Kim Sunah put her arm around Hayoon’s shoulder and said.

“I’ll go instead.”

“Re, really? Really?”

“Yes, I’ll go instead, so Hayoon can rest.”

“Thank you, thank you so much…”

Hongryun sighed and pressed her eyeballs, seeing Hayoon start to sob while holding Kim Sunah’s hand. While wondering what to do with these pathetic bitches, her body was already moving on its own.

“Hey.”

“Sniff… huh…?”

“Stop doing such pathetic things.”

Thwack! Hongryun’s foot slammed into Hayoon’s face.

“Agh!”

“Hayoon! Why are you hitting her! Ugh!”

“You shut up, you idiot…”

Hongryun hit Kim Sunah’s head with the roster she was holding and approached Hayoon, who was leaning against the wall, and said.

“What? Go in her place? You, a bitch who’s been here as an instructor for four years, do you think that’s possible?”

“Ugh, ugh…”

Hayoon only groaned and lowered her head at Hongryun’s voice, which emphasized each word as she poked her chest with the roster.

She knew it too. That there was no such thing as a substitute for instructor duty. But she was so desperate that it came out without her realizing it.

Hongryun looked at Hayoon, who was just flinching without any resistance, with a dumbfounded expression, then slammed the roster on her head and said.

“Ack!”

“This kind of bitch was Instructor Ha.”

As if that wasn’t enough to relieve her anger, she threw the roster away, clenched her fist, and slammed it into her abdomen.

Ugh- Hayoon’s body bent forward with a groan. Compared to Instructor Choi or Instructor Gan, it was a ridiculously weak punch, but even that was a big shock to Hayoon.

Hongryun looked at the back of Hayoon’s head, who was trembling while clutching her stomach, and remembered the existence of the pen she was holding.

If I stab her head with this, will she die? No, the pen will break first. The skull is a surprisingly strong bone.

Then other places would be okay. Hongryun coughed and bent down, then lifted Hayoon, who was bent over, and pushed her neck against the wall with her arm.

“Heugh, cough…!”

“Just bear with it for a moment. I’ll finish it quickly.”

Hayoon struggled wildly at the feeling of being strangled, but Hongryun indifferently pulled down her clothes and stabbed the pen into her exposed collarbone.

The small, less than 1cm lead pierced the soft skin and made a hole.

“Agh!”

“Ryujin, come and cover her mouth.”

“Huh, huh? Okay…”

Ryujin, who had been watching with a blank face at the sudden situation, rushed over at Hongryun’s command and tried to cover Hayoon’s mouth.

“Don’t, don’t- Uub…!”

“S, stay still!”

“Uub!”

In the meantime, the pen lead pierced and came out of her flesh once more.

Hayoon widened her eyes and struggled strongly, but she couldn’t move because of the strength of the two women. Poke, poke, the pen lead relentlessly made holes in her collarbone.

The holes were not made indiscriminately. The pen lead, which seemed to be stabbing without a pattern, was creating a word.

A sex toy. It would be healed in less than an hour anyway, so it would be hard to tell if there were any traces, but this was enough.

Hongryun took a deep breath after stabbing the last dot with all her might and pulled it out. Then, unlike before, blood spurted out like a fountain. It seemed like she had hit a blood vessel.

Well, she won’t die from something like this. When she took the strength out of her hand, which had been holding the pen tightly, the blood-stained pen fell weakly to the floor.

Hayoon was sobbing and gasping for breath. Did it hurt a lot? Still, she felt that if she was having such a hard time, she hoped it hurt a lot.

“Ho, Hongryun. Did you have to go this far?”

Ryujin, who had been staring blankly at the disaster she had created, stammered while covering Hayoon’s mouth.

It seemed like she didn’t expect her to go this far. Come to think of it, she seemed to have become a little more lenient after beating Hayoon in the shower.

Geez, she solved it all by herself and now she’s looking at me like I’m being too harsh. Hongryun felt that way, but she tried not to show it and said while tidying her hair.

“No.”

“Th, then why did you do this?”

“She’s just annoying. A nobody.”

I gave her about two days, so she should have given up and lived her life, but she’s being pathetic until the end. Just because she acts like she’s an instructor doesn’t mean she can become an instructor again.

Hongryun muttered inwardly and picked up the pen she had dropped. Then, she wiped it clean on the hem of Hayoon’s clothes, who was still trembling against the wall.

There was still a reddish tinge, but it wouldn’t be noticeable. Hongryun thought so and picked up the roster again and looked at the trainees.

“Roll call is over. The rest of you do what you want. I need to take another shower.”

The smell of blood from Hayoon was vibrating from her body. She even got splashed with it at the end, so she had to do laundry as well, which was very annoying.

As Hongryun disappeared, creating a cold wind, the frozen trainees cautiously moved one by one.

“Hayoon! Are you okay?!”

Kim Sunah also rushed over, pulled Ryujin away, and examined Hayoon. Hayoon sobbed and mumbled in a gasping voice.

“It, it hurts. It’s like it’s burned, it’s stinging and it hurts…”

“Oh my god…”

The place Hayoon was pointing to was where Hongryun had fiercely stabbed her with the pen a little while ago. There were at least three digits of holes to create the word sex toy.

Kim Sunah covered her mouth at the gruesome sight and covered Hayoon’s eyes.

“Don’t look. It’s better not to look until the wound heals.”

“Do, don’t cover my eyes. I’m, I’m scared…”

“Ah, okay. Then Ryujin!”

“H, huh? Me?”

Ryujin pointed to herself in surprise at the sudden call.

“Anything is fine, so please bring something to use as a bandage!”

“Ba, bandage, you mean. Just wait a moment!”

Of course, she didn’t have anything like a bandage. Ryujin came into the living quarters and looked around, then suddenly looked down at her clothes.

Damn it, if I tear this, my pussy will be exposed. But there was no other way.

Rip- A piece of cloth that could be used as a bandage was created with the sound of tearing. Then, she rushed out and handed it to Kim Sunah.

“Will this do?!”

“Isn’t this clothes?”

“Then would there be a bandage here, you idiot!”

She was right. Kim Sunah, who belatedly realized that fact, thanked Ryujin in a hurry and quickly wrapped the bandage around her collarbone.

It was a little short, but it didn’t matter since it was for an eye cover and not for stopping the bleeding. Kim Sunah said to Hayoon after successfully covering the wound completely.

“Th, there, it’s done.”

Hayoon sobbed and looked down at her collarbone. The burning sensation was still there, but it felt less painful than before because she didn’t know what the wound looked like.

“Thank you…”

“No, more than that, why is Hongryun doing that?! Suddenly stabbing people!”

“We, well, we suffered a lot from Hayoon…”

“Still! To someone who’s having such a hard time…!”

That’s true… Ryujin couldn’t say it out loud, but she was also agreeing with Kim Sunah’s words.

She also thought that she would only beat her up and harass her a little, but she never thought that she would suddenly go on a rampage like this. Even though she looked calm, was she boiling inside?

As she was thinking that, Baek Sora slipped up and said.

“Hayoon.”

“Sniff… huh…?”

“Did it hurt?”

At those words, Hayoon nodded and wiped away her tears. She felt a sense of pity at the childlike reaction, but Baek Sora smiled faintly instead.

“Then that’s a relief.”

“No, what are you suddenly saying, Baek Sora…!”

Whether Kim Sunah shouted or not, she suddenly left as suddenly as she had come.

Kim Sunah sighed in disbelief as she watched her leave, and Ryujin, who felt awkward just standing there, scratched her head and turned away hesitantly.

“W, well, I’ll go too…”

“Ryujin.”

“U, ung?!”

Ryujin flinched at the thought that she might pour out a word of blame on her, but fortunately, that wasn’t the case.

“Thank you for tearing your clothes and making a bandage.”

“Ah, no problem. Then goodbye!”

Kim Sunah hugged Hayoon’s head as she watched Ryujin’s back as she ran away.

“It’s okay, it’s okay now…”