episode_0022

With his underwear filled with semen, Hayoon returned to the classroom. Right on time, they were directed to the field with the physical education teacher as soon as they entered.

Hayoon walked hesitantly. Perhaps aware of the situation inside his gym clothes, Hayoon’s trembling legs felt all too provocative.

Outside, Im Yuna was laying a mat in a shady spot, wearing a black umbrella hat, observing her classmates.

“Be careful…”

Sneaking in among the classmates like disarming a bomb, he employed what was known as the Chameleon strategy.

“Line up by height, the person next to you is your partner.”

As expected, his partner was Choyul, a short student wearing a revealing gym uniform.

“Well, let’s get ready.”

She seemed to be assessing my delicate body, preparing to lead.

“Wow… your legs are so cool.”

“?”

“As expected of Choyul, the world’s best track and field prospect!”

“What… what’s going on here?”

“Haha, nice to meet you, I’m Lee Jiyoon.”

Extending a handshake, Choyul cautiously offered scissors.

Just like before, they began their two-person stretching routine. Although Choyul was wary of me, I approached the stretching earnestly. Her slender muscles twisted sensually.

“Now, run two laps around the field.”

The sweating female students watched with interest. Of course, Choyul stood out the most. While watching for a while, something odd caught my eye.

“…Is that semen on Hayoon’s leg?”

Semen was dripping down Hayoon’s shaking leg. A few drops splattered onto a student behind him, causing confusion among the unsuspecting students.

“What a disgrace…”

After the run, an 8-minute free period was granted.

“Pfft…”

Choyul burst into laughter upon seeing my state.

“Oh… lost it again.”

Grasping my messy hair, I approached Choyul.

“I’ve been doing squats lately, could you check my form?”

I deliberately performed squats with a sloppy posture.

“Haha, I thought you were a comedian.”

Choyul wiped tears with her finger.

“When you go down, keep your buttocks tucked in and align your legs with your toes.”

She guided my waist. Her firm fingers, surprisingly strong for a girl, stabilized my posture. Following Choyul’s guidance, my squat form looked elegant.

“Good job.”

“If you’re already at it, show me how to do squats properly.”

At my request, Choyul performed squats without suspicion. Her brown, muscular thighs twitched, creating an enticing sight.

“…Gulp, Choyul, can I touch your leg just once if it’s okay?”

“Heh, go ahead.”

Choyul casually allowed me to touch her leg.

She lifted her leg for easy access. I caressed her thick thigh with both hands.

“Wow, much stronger than I thought. …I want to touch them all day.”

I meticulously explored every part of her thigh.

“Ah…”

“What’s wrong?”

As I caressed her thigh, Choyul was taken aback by my moan.

“You’re letting me touch, why are you moaning?!”

A valid point indeed.

“…Then you should touch too, you’ll understand!”

I lowered my gym shorts slightly, exposing my buttocks. Choyul blushed at the blatant sexual appeal.

“T-This is… ridiculous!”

“Haha, just kidding.”

Finding Choyul’s reaction amusing, I teased openly. In response to my actions, Choyul took a step closer.

“…Touch the buttocks.”

Choyul’s touch was firm and gentle.

“…Gulp.”

Choyul’s throat moved.

“Are you really going to touch this?”

The sensation of a woman touching my body was extraordinary. The pleasant pressure made my heart flutter.

‘Amazing.. I can’t lose either!’

I placed my hand on Choryul’s thigh, distracted by the pursuit of his buttocks. In that position, I gently swept downward.

Choryul glanced at me. Smirking, I licked the hand that had caressed his thigh.

“You… look really good.”

Satisfied.

Choryul hesitated, mouth agape.

“Well…”

“Hey, what are you doing, girl?”

Suddenly, Park Taei appeared and grabbed my collar.

Park Taei’s gym uniform top, perhaps not considering his massive and menacing chest, rode up, exposing his belly button. A shadow fell over his distinct 11-pack abs.

“Why aren’t you answering? Let go of this first.”

Choryul grabbed Park Taei’s hand. With a crisp sound, Park Taei’s hand trembled.

“Hey, be gentle, you’ll tear my clothes.”

“Do you want to die?”

“Are you a thug? You’re bullying people.”

Choryul showed no sign of backing down from the confrontation with Park Taei. After glaring at me for a while, Park Taei snorted.

“…Unbelievable.”

She smacked my neck before entering the building.

“Cough..”

“What’s wrong? Why are you acting so tough?”

Choryul patted my back reassuringly.

“Hehe.. I’m fine now, thanks for caring.”

Leaning on her sturdy shoulder, I got up with support.

“Jiyoon…”

“Ha, Hayoon?!”

As I stood up, I saw Hayoon, tears streaming down like chicken droppings.

“Are you going to play with someone else now? Sob.”

“That’s not it! Don’t cry!”

Unfortunately, the bell rang at that moment.

“The bell rang, I’ll go in first.”

Choryul petted Hayoon as if she were cute, then entered the building.

Placing my hand on Hayoon’s shoulder, I comforted her softly.

“…Because you’re always the first one for me, Hayoon?”

“Sob.. Really?”

“Absolutely!”

Seeing Hayoon smile brightly, I felt relieved. Her crying face was something I could never get used to.

* * *

After gym class, I wiped the mess on Hayoon’s gym clothes and panties with wet wipes.

“I’ve tried being bold, but I shouldn’t do it again next time.”

After cleaning Hayoon’s private parts at the sink, I finished cleaning. I had to stop her from touching her clitoris.

Later, I attended the remaining morning classes and had lunch with Hayoon.

“The school food is terrible.”

A meal ticket at Queen Bartz Academy costs a significant amount, 10,000 won each. Despite the price, I believed it offered great value.

“Top-quality ingredients + the ability to choose the menu, it’s an awesome meal ticket!”

To give you an idea, I could have a thick pork cutlet with army stew rice for lunch, a luxurious combination.

“It’s melting!”

“Jiyoon, you really like meat.”

Hayoon received a strange combination of acorn jelly rice, croquettes, and cotton candy.

“It’s different from last time?”

After gulping down water, it seemed her desired food had changed.

“Chew your food well, we have advanced physical education in the afternoon.”

“Yes! …Looking forward to the first class. Right?”

“Aww, you’re adorable.”

The aroma of sausages and ham in the army stew broth made my mouth water.

“Our school cooks really well.”

I finished my meal, savoring the pork cutlet dipped in a slightly tangy fruit sauce. The crispy fried food and meaty texture blended perfectly. Initially unsure about the fruit sauce, it complemented the greasy meat so well that I couldn’t stop eating.

“Yes, this is like sex!”

The ham in the army stew was finely chopped, allowing one to scoop up various pieces with just a spoon. Even the Vienna sausages were different from the usual ones; when bitten into, they burst with juiciness!

“My saliva is exploding!”

Dipping a slightly dry piece of rice into the army stew broth, each spoonful brought along a sausage, making every bite satisfying.

Raising the dishes, I savored every last drop of the army stew broth in my stomach and patted it contentedly.

“That was delicious!”

“Ji-yoon eats so well! Just looking at her makes me full.”

I placed the plates, one stained with cotton candy and the other clean, into the sink.

During lunchtime, while patting our filled stomachs, Ha-yoon and I chatted.

“It’s time… Let’s head to the [Advanced Physical Education] department.”

“Yeah!”

The [Advanced Physical Education] department was where students received training in an outer gymnasium connected to the sports field.

As we walked towards the gym, it was evident that fit-looking girls had gathered around.

“…Are we supposed to sweat it out with these girls? Can I handle it?”

Unaware of the owner’s thoughts, I excitedly bounced along.

Inside the gym, various exercise equipment filled the space, many of which I had never seen before.

“A mountain treadmill? How is it different from a regular treadmill?”

Fortunately, there were labels below, giving a rough idea of their functions. While marveling at the equipment, a large senior approached.

“Are you athletes or regular students?”

“Oh, we are regular students.”

“Regular students should head to the sports field.”

“Oh… Thank you…”

Honestly, I didn’t expect to be chased away. It seemed like I confidently claimed we were regular students because Ha-yoon and I looked somewhat frail.

“Ha-yoon, let’s go out.”

“Yeah…”

“What about Ji-yoon?”

As we weakly headed outside, we ran into Cho-ryul.

“Hi, I also applied for the Advanced Physical Education department.”

“Really?”

She nodded and quietly entered the gym. The students in the gym focused their attention on Cho-ryul.

“Is she such a promising athlete to attract attention among muscular athletes?”

If it were me, I would have felt overwhelmed by the excessive attention and escaped, but Cho-ryul seemed accustomed as she silently walked on.

I watched her walk and headed towards the sports field.

Only a few students had gathered at the sports field.

“It seems like the regular class has fewer students.”

It was actually better this way.

I sat lightly under the shade on a bench. Ha-yoon sat beside me, resting her head.

“When will the regular class teacher arrive?”

Just then, someone approached with ordinary steps, yet everyone’s gaze turned towards them.

“Did a celebrity come?”

Curious, I also turned my head.

The person I saw was a familiar face.

“It’s Hae-rim, the heroine of Queen Bartz!”

With half-closed eyes, she exuded a mysterious aura, showcasing well-defined muscles on her thick thighs.

People weren’t staring at her because she was beautiful.

“I wondered when I saw the illustration…”

Her shoulder area looked empty. She was a congenital amputee without both arms. Her school uniform sleeves were neatly tailored to match her body.

“She may not have arms, but she’s not weak… Like Kim So-yoon, she’s from a famous conglomerate family…”

Unlike Kim So-yoon, who was the eldest daughter, Hae-rim was the granddaughter of a conglomerate family.

Perhaps due to using her legs instead of arms, her thighs were well-developed. She sat on the bench, adjusting her clothes with her foot.

“She’s wearing thick shorts under her skirt.”

Hae-rim frowned as if annoyed by people’s stares.