[Year-Round] Yogurt Lady 62

Chapter 62 – Episode 9-3

“Eh. Then let’s continue with the assignments and exam schedule-“

As the professor was about to continue speaking, Romi raised her hand.

“Professor.”

“Ah yes. Director. “Tell me.”

At the professor’s reaction, the students’ murmurs filled the classroom even more loudly.

Director. I know she’s the president’s granddaughter, but do I have to call her that in a classroom with all the students?

Junwoo was dumbfounded, but Romi stood up and spoke calmly as if the situation was natural.

“I want to recruit Junwoo Jang to our band, but for some reason, Junwoo keeps refusing. “Can the professor persuade me a little?”

Who says something like that to a professor in class? I thought Sohee was the prettiest girl in the world and Seongah was the craziest bitch in the world. That girl is prettier than Sohee and crazier than Seongah?! No, what am I thinking… Cancel what I just did. Sohee is prettier. Heung!

Junwoo was nervous and chewed his fingernails.

The professor asked, looking at the students.

“Student Jang Jun-woo, where is he?”

“Here it is!”

Jaebeom, sitting next to me, answered for me. A finger wearing a large skull ring was pointing at Junwoo’s face.

“Wake up.”

When Junwoo reluctantly stood up, the professor spoke in a warm tone, as if comforting a juvenile delinquent.

“Jang Jun-woo… The senior of our school. “It’s a full scholarship for 4 years, right?”

Oh~ Exclamations erupted here and there.

“In addition, did you have a talent for music? While I have been working at this school, I have seen many students who were anxious to become members of Mad Monkeys, but this is the first time I have seen a student who received a scout offer in the first place.”

Oh oh oh~ The students tapped the wooden desks with their palms like primitive people celebrating a festival.

“For a student like Oromi to step forward like this, he must be a great talent. But why does student Junwoo refuse?”

The students’ eyes and ears were all focused on Junwoo. Junwoo, who had never received this kind of attention, felt his face heat up and his heart pound.

Still, it was annoying that she was a professor in name and nature, but she accepted everything like that just because she was the granddaughter of the president. But what can I do? I’m an adult now, so I have to take care of my own business.

It was clear that my college life would go awry if I entered the den of crazy monkeys ruled by the Psycho Queen. Junwoo looked at the professor with sincere eyes, as if he was holding a tearful press conference.

“Professor, I would like to take this opportunity to report the terrible atrocities they committed against me. It was a few weeks ago, at the end of winter, when the cold winter winds were still blowing hard. Following this red-colored friend Jaebeom, whom I met by chance at a restaurant, I followed him to the Mad Monkeys clubroom like an innocent child who fell for I’ll give you candy. I was confused by the unfamiliar music I heard there, and I quickly realized that it was not the place for me. Of course, I admit that I made some rude remarks due to my ignorance. But!”

Junwoo clenched his fists and looked around at the students with burning eyes. The students looked at Junwoo like audience members watching a play.

“However, in return for that trivial remark, I suffered a terrible experience that I will never be able to erase. Senior Romi, sitting over there, told me to take off my pants! I took it off! That… That, that of a man! That was exposed to the senior band members! This is not just a matter of sexual harassment, but a cruel violation of human rights and sexual abuse using group coercion! I strongly criticize them for that! “I hope that senior Romi and other gang members will be severely punished, and I shout loudly with this speaker!”

There was no applause that was expected to erupt. After finishing his speech, Junwoo cleared his throat and sat down again.

The professor adjusted his glasses, rolled his eyes, and asked Romi.

“Director, is it true what student Junwoo said?”

“On one level, it’s true. But it was worth it. Our music has been insulted with words like noise and school art. Moreover, it’s a bit absurd that the guy who took off his pants and waved his big dick as if showing off is now saying something like that.”

“It’s a red flag. Even if Junwoo is talented in both studies and music, if he does not have character, there is a risk that his outstanding talent will be misused.”

“That’s right. “I hope that Junwoo will be reborn as a true talent in beautiful art and culture.”

“As expected, the director is very considerate. “The meeting between student Junwoo and Mad Monkeys is fate and fate, and it will be a great leap forward that will contribute to the development of humanity.”

If it goes boom, it’s ok. I was astounded by Romi and the professor’s nonsense, but at least I knew this one thing. The fact that those two people are the ones holding the hilt of the sword in this classroom.

“Okay, then I have a suggestion for Junwoo. If you join Mad Monkeys, you will receive an A plus in all classes this semester, even if you do not attend. How do you feel?”

“What if I don’t sign up?”

“Even if you get a perfect score on the test, you get an F.”

“How could that… That’s ridiculous!”

Junwoo jumped, but the professor was adamant. If you don’t like it, go to another school.

Was this the fucking world Jaebum was shouting into the microphone? I felt like Alice in Wonderland following the talking rabbit.

Like a powerless petty citizen who submits to absolute power, Jun-woo ultimately had no choice but to accept the professor’s proposal.

“Then… I’ll try.”

Waaaaa~ clap clap clap~ The students cheered and applauded Junwoo, who was on his knees due to the unfair tyranny, wondering whether he had any thoughts or not.

Romi, the professor, and Jaebeom also smiled with satisfaction and congratulated Junwoo on joining the club.

Why do I only attract psychopaths like this in my life? I should have listened to my mom and applied to another school. Furthermore, I want to go home. Hehe~

The professor roughly finished the first class, and like a prisoner being dragged away, Junwoo followed Romi and Jaebeom back to the Mad Monkeys’ den.

“Now, Jaebeom appears here, and the drums play a gentle rhythm and then get louder. Because I am the main character, I will come down from the sky with a wire attached. When the guitar is strummed, the bass comes from behind the audience and booms – blah, blah, blah, and then, as a promotion for Golden Dairy, he fires yogurt at the audience. A wild dog party where strangers are encouraged to lick each other. Okay?”

Romi explains the performance plan by drawing lines on the whiteboard hanging on the wall of the clubroom.

Junwoo had no desire to participate in such a strange performance, but when he was not given a role, he felt strangely disappointed.

“Hey, senior.”

“Why?”

“You brought me here like this. What am I not doing at the performance?”

“No, you are our highlight. “Just wait.”

Romi continued her explanation by moving the marker in a flashy manner again. Finally, Junwoo was given a task in the ending song ‘Mad Monkeys Hate Capitalism, but Golden Dairy is Great’, which marked the finale of the performance.

“At the end of the guitar solo in the middle of the last song, the lights turn off and it is dark. The audience will be so shocked, right? Then, after about 10 seconds, when the pin light hits the ground in the center, Junwoo is standing there. Put it out there. Then the audience will go crazy, right? Then the lights come on again and we all headbange together. Junwoo is cock banging. Isn’t that guy’s dick so big? “If you turn that around, it’s going to be a huge mess.”

Is this the university clubroom I’m in right now? Isn’t it a mental hospital or a pervert club in Itaewon?

Junwoo was shocked, but Romi was extremely serious.

“Junwoo begs the people who are covered in the new product of Golden Dairy Yogurt, hitting his dick and spraying cum. “You can do it, right?”

“No. “I can’t.”

“Why?”

“Do I need to explain why?”

“I think you’ll like it?”

“No, never. “This is outrageous.”

“Haa…”

Romy put down her marker and sighed. Junwoo looked a little scared and looked at Romi’s thoughts.

“Rockers don’t have a rock spirit. I told you before, right? If you don’t know better, close your mouth. Should I ask the other members here? What is this performance plan?”

Great! Very nice! I believe it will be a legendary performance that will make both Queen and Led Zeppelin cry! As expected, it is senior Romi!

It wasn’t some kind of North Korean Communist Party rally, but everyone was busy praising Romi in unison. Among them, Junwoo was abnormal.

Junwoo thought that he would be in trouble again if he confronted Romi head on, so he calmed down faster than ever.

“Everyone says that, so I guess that’s roughly it. By the way, did you know that if you expose your genitals comprehensively, you can be punished for public indecency?”

“What is the punishment? If it’s a problem, I’ll take it out. “It has that much power.”

“Removing it by force? Where does that come from, the cradle of learning and intelligence? Moreover, indiscriminate exposure of genitals can lead to violence for many female students.”

Romi was lost in her thoughts. She wanted to insist more, but honestly, Junwoo was right.

“I have a way to avoid causing trouble without compromising your performance.”

“What is it?”

“It is an artificial sculpture.”

“What?”

Junwoo’s plan was simple. If Romi wanted a sperm show, she suggested making something similar and attaching it to something like rubber or silicone.

“Live performances require live cocks.”

“It just has to look real. And when the performance is over, haha~ Actually, I just performed with fake flower weights – I feel embarrassed when I say that, and it seems like some kind of artistic expression.”

Romi nodded her head slowly.

“Hmm. That makes sense too. There are no three men, but there is work. Okay, then make it right now.”

“Do you need it right now?”

“Of course. “The performance is tonight.”

“Huh. Today?!”

Mad Monkeys’ school concert was prepared as a welcome performance for new students. An outdoor stage was already being installed at the playground.

“Why are you telling me that now?!”

“You didn’t know, it was planned a long time ago. So, you should have come when I asked you to come for a drink before. It’s entirely your fault!”

“Hey~”

Junwoo quickly ran out of the clubroom and searched through the school bookstore, nearby stationery stores, and hardware stores to find materials to make a model dick.

The materials available here were limited, and after much deliberation, I chose clay that I bought at a stationery store.

‘I don’t think I used anything like this when I was in elementary school…’

He sat in his room and played with the heavy poop-colored lump. I was worried about whether it would look good, whether it would look plausible, and whether it would stick well.

The clock showed 5:30 PM. The performance started at 6 o’clock, but Junwoo would appear near the end of the performance at 7:30, so there was time.

I managed to create the shape, but attaching it was a problem. Due to the viscosity of the clay itself, it could not last even a few seconds, and even if it was firmly fixed with tape, it would easily fall off.

The crushed cock model that fell on the floor was pitiful.

Junwoo, who was only looking at the ticking second hand of the clock, went to the convenience store and bought plastic wrap. It seemed like it would be fixed by wrapping his hips and buttocks with a transparent wrap.

“Oh~”

The naked lower body reflected in the mirror looked surprisingly natural. As if he had bought new clothes, Junwoo turned his body around and admired the rough fake dick. Adding clay made the already big dick look even bigger.

Soon, loud music began to echo around the school. The cheers of a large crowd could also be heard.

Junwoo put on his pants and smoothed out his thick crotch.

It only takes a moment. While the last song lights are off, go to the center of the stage and shake it moderately. When you go to school tomorrow, you can tell the kids it was fake. Let’s think about how to get out of this crazy club later.

[Hey Jang Jun-woo, what are you doing? We’re starting the show now. If it doesn’t work out, just take it off and really shake it. Later on, they lied and said it was fake.]

There was a text message from Jaebeom about 10 minutes ago.

[No. There’s no real need. Compete fairly and fakely. Wait.]

After sending the reply, Junwoo took a determined step towards school.