Chapter 173: How Can the Club Name Be… [R-18]
by MeherAs Hyejeong saw me off and I stepped out of the house, a thought crossed my mind.
It was inevitable that we had come to see each other as attractive members of the opposite sex. That kind of appraisal is over in a second or two.
At first, we were so caught up in our roles as mother and son that we turned a blind eye to that side of things.
But the feeling of being drawn to her only grew stronger…
Living under the same roof, eating food she cooked perfectly to my taste, and even sleeping under the same blanket… perhaps it was unavoidable.
Our relationship was one where we couldn’t easily get together, nor should we. But I liked Hyejeong. I realized that feeling was growing even as I walked out the front door.
I wonder if she feels the same…
“Kim Sang-hyeok-nim.”
Hm?
I had left the house a little late, only to find Rachel waiting for me by a luxury foreign car.
My sisters were standing there blankly, not having left yet.
“Shall we go, if you’re done talking?”
“What’s this?”
What’s with the car?
“I will escort you to the academy.”
…Is this a sidekick perk?
A lot of good things happen when you get on the President’s good side.
I had no reason to refuse. One of my small wishes was to send my sisters to the academy in a car instead of making them take public transport.
“Can we get in, Oppa?”
“She said she was here to pick up Orabeoni and told us to wait.”
“This is Rachel. She serves the Student Council President.”
Nod.
Rachel bowed to us once more.
“My name is Rachel. I have the honor of serving Miss Isabella.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Serena.”
Stella had already slipped into the back seat.
Then, as if saving a spot for me, she patted the leather seat and said, “Orabeoni! Over here.”
Alright. Shall we?
Serena came and sat next to me. Rachel took the wheel, and soon the car began to move smoothly.
This was nice already. There was a certain satisfaction in sitting back and enjoying the comfortable ride.
Serena seemed to be on her best behavior in front of a stranger, but Stella, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, snuggled into my arms and rubbed against me.
“We’re living the high life thanks to you, Orabeoni.”
“It’s thanks to the President.”
“I know. But why is the President doing all this for you?”
“That’s because…”
My eyes met Rachel’s.
“It is because Sang-hyeok-nim assisted in the capture of the worst villain, Zenobia.”
“You think they’ll ask Orabeoni to join the student council when he becomes a third-year?”
“No way.”
Strictly speaking, it wasn’t me, the Student Council President, or Seridwen who defeated Zenobia.
It was the invincible avatar that appeared, triggered by my death: the Death Collector.
Since neither the Collector-chan nor Seridwen cared about the reward for capturing Zenobia, its distribution fell to the President.
I figured this was her way of sharing the spoils.
Riding to school comfortably in a car was just plain nice.
“We have arrived.”
It was the first time I learned that the academy had a paid parking lot.
It seemed there were quite a few third-years who owned cars.
“Sang-hyeok-nim.”
“Yes?”
After getting out of the car, Rachel handed me the key.
“Why are you giving this to me?”
“This vehicle is a gift to you from the President.”
For real?
It was a gift that didn’t feel real. This sleek, foreign car was mine?
I mean, I think I heard something yesterday about being presented with a car, but…
“Do you know how to drive?”
“I know how, but I don’t have a license.”
“In that case…”
Rachel pulled up a panel and manipulated something on it, then said, “You may now drive it as you please.”
“I don’t know what you just did, but that’s amazing.”
“We can also assign a driver to you until you graduate.”
“I’ll do it. My sisters will be riding in it, after all.”
I had a feeling I wouldn’t like it if the driver was a man.
I decided to drive myself and accepted the car key.
“Thank you.”
“I have only delivered Miss Isabella’s gift. Have a wonderful day.”
As soon as Rachel left, Stella clung to me.
“Orabeoni! Are you going to drive us?”
“Yeah. Come back here after school, you two.”
“Won’t you be tired, Oppa…?”
“This is what a man does.”
I threw Serena’s own words back at her, and she nodded shyly.
“Okay, Oppa. I’ll be in your care.”
Looks like I got a pumpkin carriage to escort my princesses.
After sending the two of them off, I headed to my classroom. I should have hurried, but I’d walked at a leisurely pace and ended up a bit late.
As I was organizing my things alone in front of the locker room, I felt a sense of déjà vu, as if a past event was replaying itself.
Isabella was waiting for me.
The atmosphere was completely different from when she’d considered me a stain on the academy and tried to apprehend me.
Isabella had such a gentle aura that my heart pounded the moment I saw her.
“Um.”
“Hello, President.”
“Did you get home alright yesterday?”
“Yes. Thanks to you… I had a comfortable ride in the car today, too.”
“That’s a relief.”
…We both fell silent.
What is this! What is this sweet yet tangy atmosphere!!
It feels like my insides are twisting…!!
Isabella is being shy around me…!
We haven’t even reached Love-Love MAX level yet, have we?
The beautiful, silver-haired Student Council President with the huge breasts looks just like a shy newlywed today.
“What is it? Is this part of the person of interest process?”
“I’ve already marked you present for class. Follow me for a moment.”
The Student Council President’s power is amaaaazing…!!
I used to trail behind her, but today, I walked briskly, keeping pace right beside her.
Isabella glanced at me furtively, then cleared her throat. “Ahem.”
“Who said you could walk next to me?”
“Everyone said we looked like a good couple. Remember when we first met?”
“…”
She remembers. I could tell for sure by her expression.
I slyly took Isabella’s hand.
“Ah!?”
Isabella jumped back in surprise.
“What are you doing all of a sudden?”
“Did you not like it?”
“I-It was just sudden, so I was surprised. Just surprised because it was sudden!”
She’s not saying she didn’t like it.
I reached out my hand again. The President stared daggers at it before finally taking it.
Squeeze…
Walking while holding hands with the Student Council President feels so good…
“W-Wait. We’re going to the Chairman’s office. Walking like this is a bit…”
“Just until we get to the door.”
“…”
Seeing the President flustered is a rare sight.
Her hand is soft, too…
We walked down the hallway like a couple, holding hands tightly.
“What if someone sees us?”
“Then let them see.”
“You’re a person of interest, and I’m your supervisor.”
You’re so cute, acting all prickly while holding my hand so tightly.
But why the Chairman’s office?
Did I do something wrong? I retraced my steps, but I couldn’t think of anything. It was probably about Zenobia.
Chairman Wilhelm was waiting for me.
We had walked hand-in-hand to the door like a lovey-dovey couple, but inside the Chairman’s office, Isabella was playing the part of the stern Student Council President.
“I thought you two had gotten a bit closer, but you seem to be keeping your distance.”
“…”
“You called for me?”
“Ah. The Zenobia matter—excellent work. I heard it would have been difficult without your help, is that right?”
Ah, so that’s how the story goes.
There was no need to get our stories straight. It was the truth.
To be precise, it was thanks to my power…
“To be precise, it was thanks to my power.”
“I thought as much. With your abilities, it would be a miracle to even graze Zenobia’s hair.”
It didn’t seem like the Chairman was trying to put me down.
He was simply stating the facts.
“You received a plaque of appreciation from the Correction Bureau, yes? Essol Academy is also very grateful to you. Various benefits will continue to be provided to you from now on.”
“Thank you.”
“It will, of course, be reflected in your grade evaluation. You’ll be at least a B-rank next. Depending on your efforts, you could even aim for A-rank. If that happens, you’ll receive various benefits within the workshop as well.”
“That’s great.”
Is it finally time to say goodbye to D-rank Sang-hyeok?
“Your rank hasn’t been updated yet, so you’re still D-rank, but just be patient for a little while.”
…So I’m still D-rank.
“First of all, I was thinking of removing the shackles I placed on you… the person of interest process. What do you think?”
“…”
“I know it’s funny to say this now, but it was a necessary measure at the time. As for now… you must have realized that being called around by the Student Council President to run errands isn’t easy.”
If I say I want to stop, will he release me right away?
I stole a glance at Isabella’s profile.
She was just staring straight ahead.
‘Will she be disappointed?’
Being a person of interest is nothing. I can still see Isabella even if I quit.
But I didn’t entirely dislike the time we’d spent together, and there wasn’t much of it left anyway…
“I’m fine with how things are now.”
Isabella’s shoulders flinched slightly, as if in surprise.
“Why? You don’t want to be released?”
“Far from being released, I’d rather things stay this way.”
“…!”
Wilhelm began to laugh as if he’d realized something.
“Hahahaha!”
“…”
“Ah. What’s this? Is that your preference? Hmmm. Our academy’s Student Council President is quite the looker.”
“…Kim Sang-hyeok.”
Isabella’s low voice calling my name didn’t scare me anymore.
In fact, I found it endearing.
“I should see the person of interest stamp card through to the end. I’m almost there, anyway.”
“Isabella. Haven’t you been too soft on him? Perhaps you could be a bit rougher for the last week?”
“As a matter of fact, I was planning on making him regret it immediately.”
Will I really end up regretting it?
“Please leave it as it is. I’ll get all the stamps within a few days.”
“You’ve got great spirit. My trust in you has deepened as well. I heard you’ve been signing autographs for young female students during your hero activities?”
“…Ah. Yes.”
“You seem to be quite popular. Onahole Man, or was it Jelly Man?”
“Either is fine…”
But I hoped the soft, squishy girls would call me Jelly Man if possible.
It was too early for them to know the vulgar side of the world. I only wanted to protect them.
“Until I call for you again, continue to work hard in your academy life. I no longer worry about you.”
“I didn’t realize I was so trustworthy.”
“Then let me speak on behalf of our country. Capturing Zenobia was the wish of the entire nation. You helped make that wish come true.”
…
“Isabella, your reputation has risen greatly as well. Hasn’t the sole stain on your life been removed?”
“Yes.”
“The sole stain.”
I never thought I’d hear those words again from someone other than the President herself.
Was Zenobia her stain?
Honestly, judging by her actions, it seemed so.
The two were so different in personality it was hard to believe they were blood-related siblings. The only thing they had in common was their appearance.
“You may go now.”
After we left the Chairman’s office, Isabella’s expression wasn’t very good. It would be strange if she were happy after throwing her own sister into the Correction Bureau, but still…
“You said you were going to make me regret it?”
I squeezed Isabella’s hand.
“Ah… Right. How dare you look down on the Essol Student Council President?”
The thorns were gone from Isabella’s tone when she spoke to me now. The underlying threat that she would genuinely punish me if I crossed the line was long gone.
That’s why I could smile even when Isabella was being prickly.
“Follow me. There’s still somewhere I need to take you.”
“Where?”
I followed the President to a building I hadn’t seen before.
She opened one of the doors inside. The room was empty. It was a little over 350 square feet.
There were a few chairs, a table, and a dresser, as if someone had lived here before, but…
“What is this place?”
“This is the academy club room that was assigned to you after the exchange event.”
“A club room?”
“This one is B-rank.”
Even club rooms have ranks…?
“You can decide what kind of club it will be. You’re free to use this place as you wish.”
“…”
I have… an indoor space within the academy where I can stay?
A premonition of sex…
I guess I’ve been completely infected by En-chan.
“What kind of club would be good?”
“You’re a person of interest right now, so you’re registered with the Infinite Combat Club.”
“…Infinite Combat Club?”
“You fought every day in the Infinite Combat dojo, didn’t you?”
What a killer club name…
“Once you’re done with the person of interest system, you can either create your own club or transfer the rights to the club room to someone else.”
“I don’t know what kind of club to make…”
The Go-Home-After-School Club?
“As long as you meet the member quota, anything is fine.”
“…The Personality Excretion Club?”
Inbae-dong for short.
Not In-geup-dong, but In-bae-dong. Even I thought it was funny…
I saw the President’s expression and quickly looked away.
“I’m sorry.”
“No… you can do it.”
“Your eyes just now didn’t say that…?”
“I simply failed to empathize with your sensibilities.”
“But well, the only club activity I can really do is an Onahole Club…”
The moment I said ‘Onahole Club,’ the President burst out laughing.
“Pfft!”
“…You can empathize with this sensibility? Should I make an Onahole Club for you?”
“Heh, heheh… Stop. Stop it…”
I whispered into the ear of the President, who had turned away and was covering her mouth, trying to stifle her giggles.
“Onahole Man’s Onahole Club…”
“Nghh…”
The President looked like she was about to cry from laughing so hard.
The Onahole Club is good, but Inbae-dong is fine too. The abbreviation sounds great.
If I made an Onahole Club, I feel like actual male students who use onaholes would flock to it, but with a Personality Excretion Club, wouldn’t people think, ‘What’s this? Did some crazy bastard make this?’
“I’ll go with Inbae-dong.”
Time to go get the Onahole Squad.
Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)
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