## Chapter 57 – A Cruel Plan (3)
“Just get lost!”
Despite Yujin’s words, Nayeon insisted on draping her blouse over Yujin’s wet hair. It was a bizarre scene: the bullied kid kindly helping the bully who tormented her, a sight that caught my eye.
Yujin picked up Nayeon’s blouse, as if to throw it on the floor, but thinking about my gaze and her own disheveled state, she quietly put on Nayeon’s clothes.
Nayeon giggled, seemingly pleased that Yujin had accepted her favor, just like when they were friends long ago, and returned to her seat. Had she already forgotten being caught up in my plan and getting beaten up by Yujin last time?
Just then, the students who had finished their sham of a physical education class came streaming back. I buried my head on my desk again, deciding to catch up on the sleep I wouldn’t get “tonight.”
In my drowsiness, I heard Minhee’s voice, seemingly scolding, “Nayeon, stop bullying her. You even took her clothes.” But her tone was joking.
*
“Why! Why! Why can’t I, Mom! Let’s go home together!”
Yujin shouted.
The Chairwoman put her hands on her hips and glanced at the thick door of the Chairwoman’s office. Then, with a stern expression and tone, she scolded her daughter, no, her student.
“I already told you I have urgent business today, didn’t I?”
“So what!”
“So what? Don’t you know who pays for your uselessly expensive clothes and your expensive idol training? I do, with the money I earn from work.”
It was the truth. But it was too petty to say to her own daughter. It might be a fair reprimand for a Chairwoman to give a student, but it was too calculating for a mother to say to her daughter.
“…Mom, still.”
“At school, it’s Chairwoman! How many times do I have to say it for you to remember? And Sunday is in two days, isn’t it? If you want to spend time with me, it’s not too late then… Anyway! Not now! I’m busy today!”
Yujin bit her lip and trembled in place. Yujin raised her head, or rather, lowered it slightly, to look at her mother. What was that expression? What was that voice? She wasn’t like that in front of that bastard. She melted in front of that bastard. But why was she acting like that only in front of me, her own daughter!
“What, what are you? …That expression to the Chairwoman, to your mother!”
“Only calls me Mom when it’s convenient!”
Trembling, Yujin lunged forward.
“I hate you, Mom!”
It was childish behavior, like a reckless three-year-old throwing a tantrum. But Yujin was already slightly taller than her mother. And unlike her mother, who was burdened with heavy administrative work, had no time to exercise, and relieved stress with alcohol, causing her to gain weight, her daughter was in her prime and trained her body with dance every day.
There was no way Ajumma Yujeong could withstand Yujin’s body slam.
Yujin left the fallen Yujeong behind and ran out of the Chairwoman’s office, crying.
Hidden under the athletic field, watching Yujin’s golden child behavior with my camera newly hidden in the spot where the principal had hidden his, I deliberately walked toward the field and revealed myself to Yujin.
I stood in a place clearly visible from the windows near the Chairwoman’s office. Then, suppressing the urge to look at the windows near the Chairwoman’s office, I walked out of the school gates. The security guard, who usually stood in front of the gates and greeted students whether they looked at him or not, was nowhere to be seen.
Instead of taking the main road where students were leaving school, I took a side path. I hid among the bushes. I looked around. No one was there. I took out the phone connected to the Chairwoman’s office camera. I tapped the Bluetooth earphone in my ear to turn up the volume.
I saw Yujeong, who had fallen on the ground, already sitting at her desk, working. Yujin was nowhere to be seen. Instead, I heard the sound of knocking on the door. Having been locked out after I stole the key, she seemed to have come out in a fit of anger and was now unable to get back inside.
I saw Yujeong, who had been sitting at her desk, taking out some documents and doing her overdue work, burying her face in her hands and crying. I couldn’t see Yujin’s face, but she was probably crying too.
They really were a mother and daughter who liked each other so much but couldn’t be honest.
After a while, or rather, because Yujin was an unusually persistent girl, she knocked on the door for almost ten minutes before stopping. I waited a little and sent Yujin a text message at the right timing.
[Looks like your mom is working late tonight. I saw the light on in the Chairwoman’s office. So you’re the only one home, right? I’ll come over, so wait for me.]
A reply came back immediately.
[You disgusting rapist. Do whatever you want. You’ll sneak in even if I lock the door anyway.]
Yujin’s usual behavior would have been to follow the curse with a threat to stab me to death this time, but surprisingly, a relatively docile (?) answer came back.
There was no way Yujin suddenly liked me, and there was no way her pride had been hurt, so there was only one answer.
She wanted to prevent me from going to rape Yujeong again, even if it meant drawing me to her side.
I sent another text message to Yujin.
[Take a good shower. Get rid of that rag water smell. Well, you’re a rag to begin with, so I don’t know if showering will get rid of the rag smell. Anyway, if your hair smells like a rag, my dick will die, and you’ll be disappointed that you have to suck it, haha. Wash your pussy thoroughly too. I’m thinking of using it tonight.]
I expected an immediate answer this time too, but for some reason, there was no answer for a long time—
[Die] [Die] [Die] [Die] [I’m going to kill you.] [I’m going to kill you for sure] [Die] [Die] [Die] [Die] [Die] [Die] [Die] [Die] [I’m going to kill you] [Die] [Die] [I’m going to stab you to death] [I’m going to stab your dead body again]
No, was it just buffering for a moment because she sent too many messages at once?
But despite provoking Yujin so much, I had no intention of going to her house to rape her tonight.
Because the answer I came up with to the chicken or the egg dilemma this time was that the chicken comes first. And if I told Yujin in advance that I was going to her house like now, Yujin, with her personality, would definitely be waiting for me with a knife or have finished better preparations and set a trap.
Anyway, I seemed to have gotten Yujin’s attention enough. I came out of the bushes and went back to the school I had left. Of course, I didn’t go through the main gate, but through the back gate, befitting what I was going to do at school tonight. I entered the school through the same path I had carried Yujin, who was drugged, out of last time. Then, I went into the toilet stall in the men’s room where I had taken Yujin this afternoon and received oral service from her, and started waiting.
And I started waiting.
For the bugs caught in my web, heading toward their prey like spiders on a web, unaware that they were bugs themselves.
*
Click, click!
At the sound of the Chairwoman’s office door opening, Yujeong put down her work and sighed deeply. She put down her pen and rubbed her face with both hands for a moment, erasing the fatigue, the depression, and the slightly flushed feeling from the lingering sensation of this afternoon.
Looking in the mirror, Yujeong recognized that the woman in the mirror was a strict Chairwoman and nodded slightly. Then, she looked at the door again. The person trying to force the door open was definitely her daughter, Yujin. Because in this school, only those three, including herself, had the key to this room.
Yujeong got up from her chair and walked to the Chairwoman’s office door. Her heart ached, but she was going to scold her daughter again. This time, she would scold her even more strongly because the charge of staying at school late had been added.
But before Yujeong could open the door, the door opened on its own, and what popped out of the opened door was a thick mass of flesh, but that thick mass of flesh was not her own unusually thick breasts, but a belly. The beer belly of a middle-aged man.
“……”
Yujeong was momentarily flustered and froze, but she quickly regained her senses and glared at the person who had come to her office with a dignified attitude. Even in front of a man who was much larger than her and still incredibly strong, even though he was a former judo athlete in his youth and had a bit of a belly, Yujeong was dignified.
“What is it? At this hour. Why did you come into my office without my permission? Principal, Teach-er!”
Yujeong deliberately emphasized the word “teacher” to preach about the identity of the man in front of her and the exemplary behavior he should be showing, but the principal only smirked and said nothing.
“Let’s go in a bit.”
“How did you open my door? The key to this room is…”
“Only you and the security guard have it, right? Yes, I know very well. So I had some trouble. That security guard has some principles, that man. What was it, he said his dream was to be a teacher even once rather than a woman. Isn’t that ridiculous, for a guy with a record of sexual assault?”
At the principal’s meaningful words, Yujeong’s face hardened. And the fact that the principal suddenly appeared at this hour, and that the principal, who used to fawn over her whenever he saw her, was suddenly coming on strong to her, was definitely meaningful.
The principal naturally sat down on the most comfortable-looking sofa. Yujeong was about to follow him and shout at him to get up, but she stopped because the principal sat down in an unsightly posture with his legs wide open.
It wasn’t because of the thing between the principal’s pants that protruded below his thick belly. What Yujeong thought of at that moment was something much bigger than that, the sensation of that man’s thing she had experienced this afternoon still lingering inside her.
“……What are you doing?”
Yujeong picked up a document from nearby, as if unable to point with her finger, and asked, pointing at the principal’s pants.
“What am I doing? This? It’s what girls who make an expression like yours soon come to suck on happily.”
The principal, mocking her by imitating Yujeong’s tone, the principal, who was already spreading his legs wide like a subway nuisance, spread his legs as wide as his flexibility allowed. It was a hideous and ugly posture.
Yujeong made a disgusted expression and turned her head away.
“What’s with that expression? You even gave birth to a pretty daughter like yours. Aren’t you a little old to be pretending to be innocent now? You’re old enough to know everything.”
“Principal! Refrain from saying such things to a student!”
Yujeong, angered by the words touching her daughter, came right in front of the principal and shouted. The principal, who was momentarily overwhelmed by her spirit even though she was much smaller than him, raised both hands and tried to appease Yujeong as if to say, “Whoa, whoa, calm down.”
“There’s no need to get so angry. What I want from you is a very simple thing.”
Saying that, the principal reached out and grabbed Yujeong’s wrist, trying to pull her toward him. Of course, Yujeong resisted. She resisted not only the principal’s strength pulling her wrist, but also her own desire to slap the principal’s cheek with the hand being pulled.
“What are you doing? Let go, Principal! I’ll report you!”
“Unbelievable, this bitch.”
“…Pardon?”
Yujeong froze at the principal’s sudden harsh curse. She froze not because of the curse, but because of the word “bitch.” A voice that clearly seemed to know something about her.
The principal, still holding Yujeong’s wrist, rummaged through his inner pocket. A camera popped out from inside that inner pocket.
“Just a sec, let’s see, how do I turn this on?”
While the principal buried his face in the camera placed on the table and awkwardly fiddled with the camera with one hand, Yujeong intuitively understood the situation. She was being filmed secretly. But since when? When did they open my room door and hide that?
“Let’s see… Ah, got it. This is, damn, troublesome…. From now on, I should have one of my female student collection do this, I can’t do it myself.”
Even in this situation, Yujeong couldn’t ignore the principal’s words, which contained a lot. Even in this situation, Yujeong was the Chairwoman.
[Uwooong, fuck Yujeong’s pussy, Oppa, ahhh.]
Her own image from this afternoon appeared on the camera. Yujeong couldn’t believe that the woman in that camera was herself.
She couldn’t believe that she, a female so vulgar, so unprincipled, so lacking in self-respect, just clinging to the feet of a male and flattering him, was herself. But in the camera, the face of the woman who was neither the Chairwoman nor a mother, the person clinging to a man and smiling with an excited face, was clearly herself.
“Don’t be too afraid, Yujeong-ssi. What I want from you is nothing compared to this. Just my thing a little…”
The principal, releasing the hand that had been holding Yujeong’s wrist, pulled down his pants zipper with both hands. Taking advantage of that gap, Yujeong struck the principal’s head with the documents she was holding.
“Get that disgusting thing away!”
Thwack!
“Ugh!”
While the principal clutched his head, Yujeong started running toward the open door.
“There, you bitch-! This won’t do, this won’t do! I was going to satisfy you with fellatio today, but I guess I’ll have to eat that ass today too, heh, hee hee.”
The principal chased after Yujeong. It was a nimble movement that didn’t match his bear-like clumsy physique. On the other hand, Yujeong couldn’t run far.
*
Watching the two of them calmly with the camera, I put my phone in my pocket and got up from the toilet. I stretched my neck to stretch my stiff body, and twisted my finger joints to make a cracking sound, lubricating the fist I would soon use. Then, I slowly opened the door and came out.
“Shall we go out now.”
