## Chapter 16 – I Infiltrated My Childhood Friend’s Yuri Harem, but the Opponent Is a Little Scary (1)
I finished washing up and returned to my room.
Squeezing my dick between her breasts must have gotten boring for Se-in quickly, because it fizzled out.
I was enjoying it, though. Too bad.
Thanks to that, I had to finish my shower with a semi-hard-on.
I’d already come multiple times, so I was satisfied, but I couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed.
“Sunbae’s gone.”
Sunbae, who had been sprawled out on the bed, was nowhere to be seen.
Her clothes were gone too, so it seemed she’d gone home.
“Don’t worry about it. Mi-ryung sunbae is already a prisoner of your dick.”
“A prisoner of my dick, huh. Hehe.”
That was really nice to hear.
I thought that kind of thing only happened in porn.
If it’s true, what’s going to happen from now on?
If I tell her to spread her legs, she’ll spread them, and if I tell her to make me cum, she’ll make me cum?
Even for me, is that going a bit too far?
I haven’t experienced it, so I can’t get a feel for it.
While I was imagining things and feeling pleased, Se-in put on her panties and lay down on the bed.
“Going to sleep?”
“I have to leave early tomorrow.”
Then she pulls the blanket over herself.
I slowly crawled in next to her.
“Really just going to sleep?”
“Yeah.”
“Not going to do it one more time?”
“I’m tired. And I told you it hurts.”
What a shame.
Maybe all of this is a dream.
When I wake up, it might all be gone.
I might never get to experience a stunning beauty lying in my bed ever again, so it’s a waste to just go to sleep like this.
I gently hugged Se-in from behind.
And while I was at it, I touched her chest.
“Just sleep. I’m bringing a girl over tomorrow.”
“…What girl?”
I perked up at the mention of bringing another girl over.
I obediently took my hand away.
“The one you fought with.”
“Cough. Is that okay?”
“It’s fine.”
She says it like it’s obvious.
I can only feel bad premonitions.
“No, don’t joke around. Really?”
“Yeah, it’s fine.”
Se-in pushes me away, annoyed by my shaking.
“I… don’t want to die yet…”
“You’re not going to die, so wash your dick and wait.”
“Hmm. I washed it today, so I don’t need to wash it tomorrow, right?”
“You little shit. Just wash it.”
Eventually, she turns over and kicks me.
Perfect timing.
I decided to look at her face and hear more about it.
“What’s her name?”
“Kwak Jo-young.”
Come to think of it, the people next to her were saying something about Jo-young unni.
“Kwak Jo-young? Does that mean she squeezes tight?”
“Seriously, don’t say that kind of thing in front of her. I won’t do anything even if she kills you.”
“What’s with that? You make fun of my name too.”
Then Se-in hugged my head.
I buried my face in Se-in’s chest.
“Ju-ji-wang isn’t something you make fun of. It’s a name you call with reverence.”
“What are you talking about.”
Pat, pat.
She pats my back like she’s putting a disobedient child to sleep.
“Okay, just go to sleep. I’m busy tomorrow.”
“I’m not… busy at all… and not really sleepy….”
Before I could grumble any more.
I fell fast asleep.
* * *
In high school, Kwak Jo-young was a victim of school violence.
The main reason was her unusual name.
“Hey! Kwak Jjo-young!”
Of course, if she had a strong personality, she might have fought back.
But Kwak Jo-young didn’t.
“Is it Kwak Jo-young because it squeezes tight down there?”
“P, please stop….”
“Pleeeaaase stooop~!”
Girls easily form groups and establish hierarchies.
And they constantly want to confirm their position.
Strong groups against weak groups, high ranks against low ranks.
That’s why all-girls high schools are more prone to school violence than co-ed schools.
Kwak Jo-young was a victim of that simple logic.
“Kwak Jjo-young is living up to her name. Look at her flirting with the teacher.”
There was a popular male teacher at the all-girls high school Kwak Jo-young attended.
And Kwak Jo-young was favored by that teacher.
The reason was simple. Her handwriting was pretty.
And that incident fueled the bullying.
Kwak Jo-young was targeted by a group of female bullies and was harassed all year long.
Eventually, things escalated and a school violence committee was held.
The punishment was 10 days of suspension for the main perpetrator and 3 days of suspension for the accomplices.
The day the main perpetrator returned, Kwak Jo-young quit school.
She repeated a year, took the GED, and took the college entrance exam.
She couldn’t go to the university she originally wanted to go to, but she got into a decent women’s university.
She entered the women’s university with the intention of starting anew.
And she met the main perpetrator of the school violence again as a one-year senior.
“Hey! Kwak Jjo-young!”
It felt like hell was starting all over again.
But maybe it was because she was an adult now, but they didn’t bully her after coming to university.
“I was sorry back then? Huh?”
The perpetrator apologized with a laugh, as if it wasn’t a big deal.
Kwak Jo-young wanted to kill her, but she had to endure it.
“It’s okay.”
Kwak Jo-young forced a smile and accepted the apology.
She thought she could endure it as long as she wasn’t bullied.
But the bullying started again.
She didn’t know what the reason was.
Maybe it was because she didn’t greet them loudly enough when she saw them at school, maybe it was because she replied to their texts late, maybe it was to discipline the entire underclassmen, or maybe they were just in a bad mood.
The important thing was that the bullying had started again.
“Hey. Kwak Jo-young. You little bitch. Do you think your seniors are a joke?”
“No, I don’t….”
The bullying wasn’t just directed at Kwak Jo-young personally.
“Jo-young. It’s really hard for us too because of you.”
“We got called out by the seniors yesterday too.”
The fallout spread to her classmates as well.
They even hinted that she should take a leave of absence.
She hadn’t done anything wrong, but she had to quit again to end the cycle.
Kwak Jo-young cried.
“Hey. Why are you crying.”
That’s when Jung Se-in appeared.
A student in a different department in the same year.
In other words, just strangers.
“A college student? Bullying? Haha.”
She was a cool person.
Her confident attitude and expression were exactly what Kwak Jo-young wanted to emulate.
“Let’s secure the evidence first.”
Jung Se-in quickly collected evidence of the bullying.
After making a few phone calls and sending some texts, people lined up to testify.
Of course, the messages and call recordings Kwak Jo-young had received were also included in the evidence.
“Where should we report this?”
She reported it to the counseling center and the student human rights committee with the evidence attached.
However, the school tried to cover it up, worried about damage to its reputation.
“Should we go with media play if this happens? Should we leak it to newspapers and broadcasting stations? And while we’re at it, on the internet too.”
“N, no, that’s not okay.”
Kwak Jo-young didn’t want things to escalate.
If possible, she wanted the perpetrator to disappear quietly.
“Hmm. Then there’s no choice.”
Jung Se-in used her ‘connections’.
She didn’t seem to like it, but still, ‘for her friend’.
I don’t know what she did.
But the Office of Education became interested in this matter.
It immediately became a major agenda item for the school board.
The school faced criticism for attempting to cover up the violence.
The media also began to snoop around.
Eventually, a disciplinary committee was held and the expulsion of the main perpetrator and three accomplices was decided.
It was an unusually quick decision for a simple case of school violence.
“Why… why did you do this for me?”
They weren’t particularly close.
They were in different departments and from different schools.
Just strangers who happened to catch her eye.
But Jung Se-in helped Kwak Jo-young more diligently than she would her own work.
“Someone I respected a long time ago told me, ‘Don’t tolerate injustice,’ and ‘If a friend gets hit once, go and hit them twice.’”
And it’s fun to do this!
Jung Se-in said that and laughed out loud.
Kwak Jo-young fell in love with Jung Se-in.
Her very existence was dazzling. She wasn’t the same species as herself or the other kids.
In other words, she was closer to a god than a human. At least, that’s how she looked in Kwak Jo-young’s eyes.
Naturally, people gathered around such a Jung Se-in.
Like planets orbiting a star, women were arranged around Jung Se-in.
Kwak Jo-young wanted to stay by Jung Se-in’s side.
She didn’t want her position to be taken away.
The more people there were around Jung Se-in, the more desperately she tried to protect her place.
She wanted to be someone who could hang out as Jung Se-in’s friend.
She decorated herself even more. She pretended to be stronger and kept the people around her in check.
The weak and timid side of her from before was gone.
Her tone also became confident and strong, following Jung Se-in.
Then finally, that day came.
“Jo-young. Want to sleep with me?”
She knew that Jung Se-in had a special relationship with some of her particularly close friends.
So when she heard those words from her, Kwak Jo-young was overjoyed.
She thought that she could finally become one of Jung Se-in’s special people. And if her first experience was with Jung Se-in, it would be the best thing she could ask for.
And, she slept with Jung Se-in.
It was as beautiful and sweet as she had imagined.
That’s how Kwak Jo-young became one of Jung Se-in’s special people.
That fact gave Kwak Jo-young’s shoulders new strength.
But at the same time, there were also side effects.
She put too much strength into her shoulders, and as a result, she began to wield that strength around her.
Against the group that followed Jung Se-in with her, especially the lower-ranked kids.
It was the same thing that the perpetrator had done to her when she was being bullied.
She didn’t realize it.
“Isn’t Kwak Jo-young a bit annoying?”
Naturally, words began to come out behind her back.
However, no one openly said anything to Kwak Jo-young, who was one of the key figures in the ‘Jung Se-in faction’.
Then, ‘that incident’ happened.
-Slap!
“Get lost. You ruined my mood.”
It was the incident where Kwak Jo-young was slapped by Jung Se-in.
“Se, Se-in….”
The rumor spread quickly.
Kwak Jo-young’s position in the faction plummeted in an instant.
“I knew it would happen someday. Kwak Jjo-young.”
The women who didn’t like Kwak Jo-young, who had been so ‘out there’ all the time, criticized her with one voice.
At this rate, it was over. She couldn’t stay by Jung Se-in’s side either. She would be pushed out of the faction.
And she would become prey.
Kwak Jo-young, who had fallen into the abyss without knowing why, tried to turn things around somehow.
She made dozens of phone calls to Jung Se-in and sent hundreds of apology texts.
There was no reply.
Waiting for an answer that wouldn’t come, Kwak Jo-young spent sleepless nights.
And at dawn. As the day was breaking.
“Jo-young. Want to sleep with us?”
That’s the text she received from Jung Se-in.
