## Chapter 8 – Crushing Yujin, the School Idol’s Pride (4)
In truth, there wasn’t even a need to put forward a reason like a deal. However, there was a clear reason for going through such a troublesome process.
It was because ruining Yujin’s life wasn’t my ultimate goal. My true goal was for Yujin herself to acknowledge her sin—that she had falsely accused me—and to receive a verdict of innocence from the world.
No, to me, who would soon be summoned to court and branded as a sexual assaulter, it was more accurate to say that if I couldn’t achieve the former goal, I couldn’t set any other goals.
Even if I possessed future knowledge and achieved some great feat, the title of “sexual assaulter” would negate everything I accomplished and deny my very existence.
I sat back in the chair. And I showed Yujin the video I had just shown her again. It didn’t seem to be working. She wasn’t even looking at it.
She didn’t seem to understand why it was a problem, and her attitude suggested that even if I released it, she could easily bury it.
Of course, I knew she would react this way. The reason I went to the extent of filming this video, even committing the sin of having innocent Nayeon beaten, was different.
“Minjun.”
Yujin’s body, which had been thrashing on the bed like a live fish despite being bound at the arms and legs, suddenly stiffened.
Thinking she had finally calmed down, I reached out to Yujin, but as if she had been waiting for it, Yujin lunged her head towards me.
Yujin’s head struck my chest. It hurt quite a bit, but I smiled instead. It seemed Yujin was in far more pain than I was from being hit in the chest.
“Uuuh! Uuh!”
“Calm down. Getting angry won’t change anything.”
With a smile on my face, I gave Yujin the words she had mocked me with before my regression, this time from my side.
Naturally, Yujin didn’t listen to me properly. Even though she couldn’t move because she was tied with cable ties, she didn’t care and tried to rush at me. It was like a dog lunging on a leash.
There was no need for me to deal with such a mad dog.
I sat back in the chair. And I thought about Minjun, whom I had just mentioned.
He was a guy in the same class as me. And that was it. That was all I knew about Minjun. Even though we were in the same class, before my regression, I had been branded as a sexual assaulter shortly after transferring, and I was openly ostracized in the classroom, so I had never even had a proper conversation with him.
However, I knew about Yujin. And I also knew what Minjun meant to Yujin.
Yujin had one secret that she kept even from her friends, and that was that Minjun and she were childhood friends.
Later, not long before I regressed, they would even have a grand wedding, evolving from childhood friends to husband and wife.
When news of Yujin’s marriage was suddenly revealed, everyone, not just me, was surprised. Until then, she had no scandals whatsoever, and there were even rumors that she might be a lesbian (mainly linked with Minhee) because of it.
Moreover, she was at the peak of her popularity at the time. It was a time when she could make a fortune just by breathing.
Since the lifespan of an idol was short, it was a reasonable choice to hide even if she had a boyfriend during such a time.
Furthermore, the controversy grew even bigger because Yujin’s marriage partner was not a famous male celebrity like Yujin, nor a third-generation chaebol, nor even a professional like a judge, prosecutor, or doctor, but just an ordinary police officer.
Perhaps because of this, in the early days of the incident, there were ominous rumors that something strange had happened, or that Yujin was actually being threatened, but the bad rumors soon subsided because Yujin’s face showed how much she loved her husband, and the news of the wedding announcement was revealed by Yujin herself, not leaked by paparazzi.
The reaction of the public, except for a significant number of hardcore fans, was simply that they must really love each other, so there was no helping it.
I continued, recalling Minjun’s appearance in my memory.
“What would Minjun think of this? As far as I know, he’s not a thug like you, but a good person who dreams of being a police officer.”
“Uuh!”
“What would that Minjun think of you if he saw this?”
The moment I finished speaking, Yujin slumped, unlike her fierce resistance until now.
I sat in the chair with my legs crossed and waited for a moment before tearing the duct tape from Yujin’s mouth.
“How about it? Are you in the mood to make a deal now?”
“…….”
Yujin, who had been burying her face in the bed, slowly raised her head and looked at me. Her eyes were dead. It seemed I had hit a nerve properly, right?
Yujin, who had been biting her lip tightly, slowly lowered her head. It was a sign of acceptance.
“What do I have to do?”
Yujin said, burying her face in the bed.
“It’s a simple task.”
I reached out and pressed Yujin’s cheek firmly.
“Here.”
Yujin bared her teeth as if she wanted to bite my hand, but she didn’t do anything more, as if she thought I would avoid it, or perhaps because she had finally lost her spirit.
I pointed to my still erect member with the finger that had poked Yujin’s cheek.
“This goes in and comes out.”
Yujin made a face full of disgust, as if she had seen a cockroach.
“Disgusting…….”
“So, are you going to do it or not? The choice is up to you. If you don’t, I’ll send this video to Minjun’s phone right now, and I’ll leave from here.”
Unlike what I said, Yujin didn’t really have a choice in the first place. If she didn’t want to give up on Minjun, Yujin had to do it. She had to suck my dick.
It was the same thing that happened when I was on trial. At first, it seemed like I had a choice of being guilty or innocent, but in reality, that was just an illusion.
That illusion was important. The illusion that Yujin herself had ‘chosen’ to suck my dick.
The school violence video alone was not enough as a safety device to prevent Yujin from suing me. However, I couldn’t brutally rape Yujin and threaten her with it either.
This was for two reasons.
The first was the risk that Yujin, driven to the limit, might choose to self-destruct with me.
Of course, the probability of that happening was low. Yujin evaluated herself very highly, while her evaluation of me was completely inversely proportional to that. Self-destruction is a useful attack method when the one below attacks the one above.
However, saying that the possibility was very small was not the same as saying that there was no possibility.
If Yujin were to sue me before I finished my revenge and received a verdict of innocence, I would go to jail for trespassing, assault, confinement, death threats, and so on. If that happened, my life would be over there.
The future knowledge in my head, more valuable than diamonds, would not be able to show its light to anyone and would rot in the moldy shadows of the prison.
However, the core reason was the remaining second reason.
If I were to forcibly violate Yujin, how would I be any different from the four demons, including Yujin?
I don’t lie. I keep my promises.
I had resolved to become a demon, but I wasn’t going to give up on that.
Therefore, all the evil deeds I would commit in the future had to be done by their own will.
Thinking about it, it was a funny thing.
How foolish was it to commit countless felonies that were far worse than the crime in order to be recognized as innocent?
How twisted was it to take revenge in order to receive a sincere apology from the demons who ruined my life, while also respecting their free will?
I chuckled softly. Yujin’s voice woke me from my thoughts.
“I’ll do it, but…….”
I finished Yujin’s unfinished words for her.
“You’re going to ask me to delete the video, right? Okay. I’ll do that.”
Yujin didn’t answer. She was thinking that it was a lie anyway. And she seemed to think that even if I deleted the school violence video, I could threaten her with a newly filmed video in the future, so it didn’t matter anyway.
“I’m different from you guys. I don’t lie.”
Yujin looked at me. A sneer flitted across her lips, as if telling me not to talk nonsense.
It didn’t matter to me what Yujin thought. All that mattered was that I was righteous.
I turned my finger and pointed to the camera placed on the table.
“The same goes for that. I won’t threaten ‘you’ with that. That’s just for insurance to prevent you from reporting me. I’ll delete it all on the day you bitches acknowledge my innocence. Anyway, I don’t want to see your chest later either.”
Yujin’s expression changed slightly. She was changing to an expression that wanted to believe me rather than believing me.
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
“Keep your promise.”
“I will.”
After hearing my words, Yujin continued to ponder for a long time before finally making up her mind and slowly raising her upper body. Her huge breasts sagged slightly downwards due to gravity. However, the shape was still beautiful because the elasticity of her skin was so good.
Yujin’s deep, long sigh went down into her cleavage. Then, Yujin closed her eyes. And this time, she opened her mouth very slowly.
“Okay, I’ll do it. You son of a bitch.”
She spoke with her mouth wide open, so her pronunciation was unclear, but it seemed to be an acceptance.
I got up from the chair and took a step towards Yujin. Yujin, who was distorted with humiliation and shame and only looking at the floor, reflexively raised her head as if she felt a hot energy.
I held my member right in front of Yujin’s face, to the point where she could smell it. And I looked down at Yujin with cold eyes, hiding my inner thoughts of wanting to smash Yujin with this dick.
For Yujin, who had been looking down on me from the stairs with her arms crossed and showing off her huge breasts just this afternoon, it was an unbearable humiliation, and her eyes quickly filled with tears.
Even so, why did Yujin sniff my member for a short moment, and try to bring the tip of her tongue to my member by sticking it out?
Was it just a reflexive action? Or was it the instinct of a female to react unconsciously even without knowing what fellatio was?
I don’t know. And it’s not time to find out yet.
I raised my member upwards with my hand. Yujin, who was not closing her mouth that was dirtied with humiliation and was prepared to accept my member, looked up at me with a flustered face.
“However, there’s one condition.”
“……Condition?”
“Yeah. You have to listen to the end. Five times.”
“Five times?”
Yujin looked up at me with an even more flustered face, as if asking what that meant.
I poked Yujin’s cheek again with my finger, and then poked my member with my finger. And I looked down at Yujin with eyes full of vicious mockery.
“Do you think you’re a woman worth that much? Able to satisfy a man with just one time? With a bitch like you, I have to cum five times to do one person’s worth.”
Yujin’s eyes were already brimming with tears. Perhaps unable to endure my insults poured out in that situation, Yujin shed tears under her eyes. But even while shedding tears like that, the eyes that looked up at me were still rebellious.
I was happy. That Yujin was still alive and kicking without being ruined by this kind of thing. This is how revenge is fun. And receiving recognition of innocence from someone who is alive like this is truly a genuine verdict of innocence.
“……You son of a bitch.”
“Then is that a rejection?”
“You son of a bitch! You son of a bitch! You son of a bitch!”
“I asked if the deal is rejected.”
Yujin’s head, which had been looking up at me, tilted down again. However, Yujin’s pride was more than I had imagined.
It didn’t take long for Yujin, who had been losing her spirit and becoming dead-eyed, to regain her energy.
Yujin raised her head again, and looked.
Not at my head, but at the head of my member that was held out in front of her.
And then, as if she had made up her mind, she slowly stretched out her two hands that she had placed on her thighs. Yujin’s hands, with her fingers spread wide, trembled and approached my member.
And she grabbed it.
Yujin.
My dick.
With her slender, white hands.
She grabbed it.
The hand that held the microphone in front of tens of thousands of spectators,
The hand that wrote lies on paper, accusing me of being a rapist.
The hand that had the middle finger raised whenever she saw me slowly folded inwards, tightly grabbing my member until it burst.
It was hot. Yujin’s hand was.
Yujin’s words on a talk show suddenly came to mind, that she gets cold hands and feet, so she puts her hands and feet out of the blanket when she sleeps at night.
“Five times?”
Yujin, who had brought her face below my dick, looked up at me and asked.
“Yeah, exactly five times, no more, no less. If you cum five times, I’ll delete that video.”
I looked at Yujin, whose face was half-hidden by my dick, and answered.
“You trashy bastard…… Keep your promise. And…….”
Yujin, who had been speaking, suddenly made a sneering expression. My dick twitched. I almost couldn’t hold back and cummed the moment she touched it with both hands. It was that alluring of an expression.
“I don’t know what fellatio is, but sending a bastard like you away is nothing to me. I’ll make you go in one go, so be prepared.”
It was a strong pride that overcame even humiliation, shame, anger, and despair.
“Go ahead and try.”
I said.
“Shut up, you pervert.”
Yujin did not lose to me in a single word until the end, and brought her widely opened mouth to my member. My glans touched Yujin’s lips. My dick pulsed greatly, and a little bit of Cowper’s fluid spilled out.
