Chapter 49 : Just say the word, and I’ll go right now and your finger…
by fnovelpia
A classroom where female students are chattering loudly.
I stood blankly in the hallway, staring out the window.
‘…What excuse should I even give?’
Where my gaze landed, Yena was sitting calmly.
A beautiful girl with fair, shimmering skin under the sunlight.
But her eyes were filled with boredom.
“Eek.”
Ah—we made eye contact.
She forced a smile and strode toward me.
“You’re late?”
Two options for an excuse.
One, lie and say I went to the bathroom.
But depending on the situation, that could backfire horribly.
‘I went to the bathroom…’
‘When?’
‘…About five minutes ago?’
‘I got here ten minutes ago.’
‘…’
‘Hmm… Guess I’ll just go commando today.’
Let’s stop imagining there.
In the end, I chose the second option.
Be honest—but only about the parts that benefit me.
Skip the attempted assault and just say I got caught by some seniors.
“…Well, two seniors kinda grabbed me…”
“What?”
But Yena’s reaction was fiercer than I expected.
“Where? Who? Did you see their name tags? No, this isn’t the time. Let’s go.”
“W-wait, eek?!”
Suddenly, my arm was yanked, and I stumbled toward her.
Yena gripped my wrist and marched in the direction I’d come from.
“You came from this way, right?”
Anyone watching would think her lover had been hurt.
Her long strides kept hiking up my skirt.
I frantically tugged it back down.
“H-hey, let me finish talking! And don’t just drag me—!”
“Ah.”
Only after seeing my fluttering skirt did she calm down.
Guess even she doesn’t want others seeing my… lower half?
…Even though we’re practically strangers.
“Haah… Fine. What happened?”
“…What do you mean, ‘what happened’? They just grabbed me.”
“I’m worried. All women are wolves. You have to be careful.”
“…”
I was speechless.
Who even says stuff like that anymore?
Especially when she’s the wolfiest of them all.
You’re saying that?
“Me? I’m safe.”
Huh? Did I give myself away?
My thoughts must’ve shown on my face.
It wasn’t entirely wrong, though.
Most things with her were fine.
But calling it “safe” was a stretch…
I kept explaining.
“Haah… Anyway, they pinned me to a couch—”
“Aha.”
Flames flickered in her eyes.
My already-gripped wrist throbbed in pain.
Is she about to hunt those seniors down?
“Wait, no.”
“No? You agree, then? Those bitches—they’re done. Let’s go before they run.”
“No, that’s not—eek! Let me finish!”
In panic, I yelled—forgetting we were in a hallway.
Other girls glanced over before looking away.
“Hmph, fine. Talk.”
Surprisingly, Yena released me.
She smiled lightly, lightening the mood.
Now I just had to explain what happened next.
“Well, they touched my… Ugh, how do I even say this…?”
Her gaze drilled into my shoulders.
Somehow, her stare made me feel their teeth sinking in again.
“Your shoulders? …Don’t tell me.”
“Ngh—! Don’t squeeze…!”
So she did hear the word “shoulders.”
Memories of yesterday resurfaced, making me recoil.
“Ah, sorry. I didn’t sleep well, and… Ugh. I’m losing control today.”
She withdrew her hand with those words.
An unsatisfied tingling lingered on my shoulder.
I summarized the rest.
“Ahem, anyway. They saw the… marks and let me go.”
“They didn’t touch you over your clothes? Just say the word, and I’ll snap their—”
“They didn’t! I got my revenge! So it’s fine…!”
If I didn’t stop her, she’d break fingers and return.
And I hadn’t even named them yet.
The Yena I knew would hunt them down with zero info.
“I think I know who. Third-years?”
Those two weren’t exactly model students.
Their reputation must’ve reached others too.
“Han Jia and Han Ahyeon. Yeah, third-years.”
“Sigh, got it. I’ll contact them.”
Yena exhaled as she said it.
Contact? Does she know them?
If so, their fleeing after seeing her mark made some sense. But how’d they recognize it? No clear answer.
Something about expulsion… What was that?
“…You know them? Seriously?”
“No? Just heard rumors. And I don’t hang with trash like that.”
“Hmm… You’re worse— Wait, how are you ‘contacting’ them?”
“Hehe, secret~”
Does she have connections?
Her confident eyes were oddly reassuring.
Not that it solved my immediate problem.
I reached out.
“Whatever. Just give it to me.”
“It? Ah… the panties?”
She said the vulgar word unabashedly in the hallway.
“Hey—! Shh! Are you insane?!”
“Why be embarrassed? It’s not like that.”
I pressed a finger to her lewd mouth.
My index finger barely grazed her lips.
Yena didn’t resist.
Her eyes looked dazed…
Uneasy, I pulled back.
“…Haah, you’re not embarrassed? Of course I am… Just hand it over.”
“It’s in my bag. Wait here.”
She turned and headed to her seat.
After rummaging, she pulled out a small opaque box.
‘Brand new…’
This felt heavy.
She returned, lips slightly twisted. Bad.
“…I’ll pay you back now. How much?”
“Hmm, how about you just show me you wearing them?”
“…Wait. What?”
These aren’t normal panties, are they?
I could see her thoughts.
A thong? Lace? Lingerie?
I didn’t want to model any.
“Just give them. I’ll change and come back.”
“Nope. We’ll go together. I’ll give them there.”
“Why—?”
“Tsk. I paid for these. I want compensation.”
The conversation looped.
I was getting annoyed.
‘Yeoreum said to play hard to get…’
But she wasn’t budging.
The panties were hostages.
Once I got them, I’d push back hard.
“You can’t pay me now anyway, right? No transfers.”
“Why wouldn’t— Oh.”
My pockets were still empty.
Just a purple handkerchief inside.
No phone meant no money.
And she had my phone.
“Hey, give me my phone. Now.”
“Wow, you’ve grown so much.”
She gave me a mocking look.
“What do you mean ‘grown so much’… I just got used to being pushed around.”
“Hmm, then you already know my answer?”
“…”
If only I could stay silent.
Ugh, fine.
Let’s just get this over with.
Lingerie or whatever—I decided to be grateful she was giving me anything at all.
Half self-delusion.
Yena reached down and interlaced her fingers with mine.
“Eek…”
“Let’s see… The changing room should be empty now, right?”
Her touch was effortless, unlike mine earlier.
The warmth of her grip wasn’t unpleasant.
“Ah. What if the P.E. class kids are using it early?”
“What else can we do? We have to go… You won’t let me go otherwise.”
“Hehe.”
We walked side by side.
Yena carried the box in one hand and held mine with the other, humming cheerfully.
We passed through the double doors of the changing room.
“Nobody’s here.”
“Thank god…”
No sign of the worry I’d feared.
Just the two of us in the empty space.
Mirrors spaced every few meters reflected our figures endlessly.
I glared at Yena.
Or more precisely, at the panties in her hand.
“Wait.”
Understanding my gaze, she dismantled the box.
A few seconds later, what appeared before me—
“Ta-da!”
“Huh…?”
—was a plain white pair without a single pattern.
‘This isn’t it?’
Completely different from what I’d expected.
I’d assumed she’d buy something perverted, like herself…
“Why do you look so shocked?”
“…”
Of course, I couldn’t say that out loud.
I quietly accepted the panties she handed over.
“What were you imagining, huh?”
“Not saying. Turn around.”
“…Tch.”
“I said turn around… Ugh.”
Whatever. I’m tired.
Let’s just do this.
It was only lunchtime, yet so much had already happened.
I didn’t want to think any harder.
I stepped into the panties.
The skirt covered everything anyway, so there was nothing to be embarrassed about.
Unless someone forced themselves to look.
I pulled them up, adjusting the waistband over my thighs.
Tugged the skirt back into place.
“What’re you staring at?”
Yena watched me with a disappointed look.
I shot her a sharp glare.
…Ah, Yeoreum told me not to do this either.
But Yena barely reacted.
“Yawn—”
Wait, was she just sleepy..?
Damn it… If she was gonna be like this, why’d she push so hard earlier?
I’d felt all that fear for nothing.
Now I just felt embarrassed for past me.
“Let’s go if you’re done.”
“…Yeah. What time is it?”
“Huh. Good question.”
Ding-dong-ding—
The familiar chime echoed through the speakers.
Lunch was over.
Class was starting.
We locked eyes.
I put all my frustration into that glare.
This is all because you took my phone.
“Run.”
“Ugh, seriously…!”
Yena grabbed my wrist and broke into a sprint.
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