I swung the knife at Choi Hyejeong.
"Aaaah!"
Choi Hyejeong squeezed her eyes shut and screamed. But the knife only sliced through her blouse.
Jiggle!
Her watermelon-sized breasts made their presence known.
Tan nipples and milky-white breasts. I smirked and cupped her breast with my left hand. The soft, yielding flesh felt perfect.
"S-stop... It's not too late...!"
I pressed the knife against Choi Hyejeong's throat. The cold, sharp blade silenced her as it touched her skin. Her eyelashes fluttered.
"Don't be so noisy. You passed, but that doesn't mean I'll tolerate all your behavior."
"...Hngh!?"
I attacked her lips with a kiss, trying to slip my tongue inside. When she refused to open her mouth, I pressed the knife slightly harder. The blade pierced her skin, drawing a bead of crimson blood.
Choi Hyejeong squeezed her eyes shut and parted her lips. I slid my tongue in. What surprised me was how awkwardly she moved her mouth to match my tongue's movements.
Is this her first kiss? Why is she so bad at it? No, more importantly, why is she responding like this? She's more naive and easily frightened than I thought.
I had only pressed the knife to make her open her mouth. She had been so defiant earlier, I assumed she was stubborn. But it seems I was wrong.
No, wait. She did beg me to look only at her earlier. Stubbornness has nothing to do with it...
I rolled my fingers over her nipples as I kissed her deeply. A woman with seemingly little sexual experience wouldn't stand a chance against my masterful kissing skills. Moreover, I wasn't interested in prolonging this, so I was using Sensual Amplification.
"...Mmm... Ah!?"
She involuntarily let out a pleasurable moan, then startled, her eyes snapping open. But I didn't break the kiss. Locking eyes with her, I continued kissing her as I used my knife to tear her business skirt.
The skirt fell to the floor, revealing her lower body encased in black pantyhose. With the tip of my knife, I sliced through the pantyhose clinging to her legs, then cut away the dark crimson panties beneath. For someone like me, such a feat was now a simple trick.
"Phew..."
I parted my lips and stepped back slightly from her, scanning her body. Her flawless skin, neatly gathered pubic hair, and the glistening, crimson labia beneath.
"From today onward, you're my woman, Teacher. You've hit the jackpot."
"..."
Choi Hyejeong's expression darkened. She still hadn't grasped how fortunate she was to have been chosen by me.
This is familiar territory.
After all, it would only take a week no, perhaps just three days before she'd be begging to be in my arms. I was more confident than anyone in my ability to tame women.
I glanced behind Choi Hyejeong. Twenty-one naked women stood there, covering their private parts with their hands and trembling violently.
To be honest, I was quite disappointed. They were all inferior to even Choi Hyejeong's toes. But I couldn't just let it slide.
"The reason I've gathered you all here is to form an organization."
Though I called it an organization, I had no intention of running it professionally. I simply wanted to make Hong Haechan the academy's top dog more easily and gather these guys for my own convenience. I brought in the girls because it would be too dull with just men around. Besides, women have their own uses.
"You all need to join our organization... the Holy Communion Faction. No objections will be tolerated."
I don't know how far this organization will go, but it will definitely last until Hong Haechan graduates from the academy. With the drugs and money I have, maintaining the group should be easy.
"So first... we need to perform the initiation ceremony. From now on, every woman who joins our organization must undergo this ritual."
I smirked as I gazed at the naked women.
Approaching the woman closest to me, excluding Choi Hyejeong, I asked whether she still wanted to take part in the initiation. When she gave a tense but clear nod and pulled me closer, I let her guide my cock into her pussy.
"Aah!"
The woman gasped sharply as her nails dug into my shoulders.
One down... She chose to go through with it. How many of these women will step forward on their own?
I moved to the woman beside her only after she grabbed my arm and drew me toward her. Another willing participant.
The initiation ceremony continued in a blur, ending in less than five minutes. I had expected at least five of these women to be non-virgins, considering they were the delinquents who ruled Jinil Academy. But contrary to my expectations, every single one of them was a virgin.
The women collapsed to the floor, breathing hard and trying to steady themselves.
"Welcome to the Holy Communion Faction," I announced as I took Choi Hyejeong's hand and led her toward the bed.
"Ah!"
"Let's go, Teacher. It's your turn now, if you still want this."
Hong Haechan, sitting on the adjacent bed, stared at me with bewildered eyes.
"Y-Yujin-ah... A faction? You're not joking, are you?"
"Would I joke about something like this?"
I wiped my cock with a clean cloth.
"Don't bother me. Hyejeong chose to stay with me, and we're spending time alone. Touch her without her say-so, and I'll make the rest of your life a living hell. Understand?"
Hong Haechan swallowed hard at my menacing threat.
"Y-yes, I understand."
I laid Choi Hyejeong on the bed. Her high-heeled legs thrashed weakly. I climbed on top of her.
Choi Hyejeong was a virgin.
I later realized that this world was even more sexually conservative than reality.
The era was the early 2000s, before smartphones existed. Moreover, the original manga was a teen-oriented series with no explicit content whatsoever.
"Haa..."
Jo Seyoon exhaled a plume of cigarette smoke. Around him, other boys were smoking as well. There were twelve of them in total, all second-year students at Jinil Academy, including Jo Seyoon himself.
Instead of attending school, they had gathered in an abandoned building, the true power brokers of the second year. It was an open secret, but Jo Seyoon was the real boss of the second year.
"So Jeongseok betrayed us?"
"Yeah. He said he'd handle things a week ago, but now he's ignoring our calls. He's completely turned to the Holy Communion Faction."
The Holy Communion Faction.
A newly emerged bully faction at Jinil Academy.
The first-year bullies had joined the Holy Communion Faction without a fight. The first-year boss, who had dared to oppose them, was left half-paralyzed, terrifying the others into submission.
The third-year students are currently absent from the academy. They've formed a delinquent circle called "Kailok" outside the school and are expanding their influence. Rumor has it that Kailok is backed by organized crime.
"This is insane. I heard they even stole Gi Jeongseok's girlfriend?"
"Yeah. They say she was publicly raped right in front of him."
Ju Seyoon froze. The word was too dangerous to ignore.
"...Raped?"
"Yeah. And they say she's still being raped now. Not just her, but dozens of other girls too. They say the Holy Communion Faction got its name from 'sex'."
"Fuck. They've crossed the line. The fucking bastards. What's the Principal doing about this?"
Jinil Academy had an unspoken rule: never cross the line. Smoking? Fine. Fighting? Okay, as long as no one died. But rape was absolutely forbidden.
Even a rumor of it would bring the Principal down on you like a hammer.
"I heard the Principal's given up. They say he greets the Holy Communion Faction bosses in front of the school every morning."
"The Principal's surrendered...?"
The Principal's power came from the Director, a Korean chaebol heir with deep ties to the Yakuza.
Fuck. Could the Director be backing those bastards?
A rape had been committed at school, yet there were no consequences. No matter how I looked at it, the Director had to be behind it.
"Seyun-ah, what should we do? I think we should just ignore them and not get involved."
The other guys nodded in agreement. Even the rumors made them seem abnormal. Fighting those guys seemed like a losing battle.
"Fuck... If Hyung Jun-gu finds out about this, he'll come after me first... Did you tell him yet?"
"Not yet. Should I call him now?"
"Do it. This is beyond our capabilities. If even the principal is siding with the Holy Communion Faction, what can we possibly do?"
"Alright."
Just as Jo Seyoon tossed his cigarette butt and reached into his pocket for another, a car pulled up in front of the abandoned building. This was a rare occurrence. Jo Seyoon glanced toward the entrance.
From the large bus blocking the entrance of the abandoned building, a crowd of people wearing Jinil Academy uniforms poured out.
Jo Seyoon stared at them with a frozen expression. There were about thirty of them, evenly split between men and women. Among the men, all but two were bald, with a red question mark tattooed on their foreheads.
The women had no distinctive markings, but their skirts were short and their blouses were unbuttoned, brazenly exposing their bras. The men casually groped the women's hips and breasts without hesitation.
Most of them had cigarettes between their fingers. But Jo Seyoon didn't think they were ordinary cigarettes. The smell was different like burning rotten grass, not tobacco.
Jo Seyoon's instincts were correct.
The men weren't holding cigarettes, but marijuana joints cannabis.
Jo Seyoon, tense, glanced at the two men in the center who weren't bald. The man holding Park Seonah in his arms must be Hong Haechan, while the man embracing the music teacher, a figure well-known among the men, was likely Sung Yujin, the Holy Communion Faction's true boss.
"You came here with a clear purpose," Jo Seyoon said. The twelve men around him clenched their fists and glared at him.
I slowly tugged down Choi Hyejeong's short miniskirt after she met my eyes and stayed in place. Since she wasn't wearing panties, her pussy was fully exposed.
When she parted her thighs instead of pulling away, I traced her folds with my fingers, caressed her, and licked the nape of her neck.
"Ah, Aang!"
Choi Hyejeong trembled, letting out a seductive moan. For the record, I don't make her do drugs, and I won't touch her unless she's clearheaded. Hyejeong stays with me by choice, and I have no intention of getting her addicted.
Jo Seyoon and the other men couldn't take their eyes off Choi Hyejeong.
"Jo Seyoon, I'll keep it short. Join my crew. Come quietly and we won't bother each other."
"...You fucking lunatic. Do you even realize what you're doing?"
"Two million won a month. I'll even throw in a girl. And monthly marijuana supplies."
The men, except for Jo Seyoon, perked up at my offer. In this day and age, two million won is an impossible sum for delinquents to earn, even if they died and came back to life. And a girl on top of that? As for the marijuana, they probably don't even know what it is.
"Bullshit!" Jo Seyoon shouted.
"Bullshit? I keep my promises. I don't have much cash right now, but a huge sum will be coming in about a week."
"Your Holy Communion Faction has crossed the line way past it! Even criminals have standards! You might have gotten away with it so far, but the police will be moving in soon!"
I chuckled, and the bald man and women behind me started laughing too.
"Ah, sorry. They're just laughing because of the drugs."
I pressed down on Choi Hyejeong's shoulder. At my signal, she squatted down, unzipped my pants, and began sucking me off.
"You're fucking insane."
Jo Seyoon's face froze.
"Did you think the police would move? They already did. One of the academy teachers reported it two days ago."
"The police already moved? Then why are you still here?"
"That's the thing. The police can't do anything."
"...So the organization behind you is so powerful that even the police can't touch it?"
"No, it's not like that."
A presence stirred at the entrance. I stopped speaking and turned my head.
A gaunt man with hollow eyes stood there. He was wearing a school uniform, but it was crumpled and too loose, giving him a disheveled appearance.
"...Seyun-ah. Who are these guys?"
"Choi Seok! We're talking. Stay out of this!"
"Choi Seok? Ah, that Blood Scissors guy?"
Choi Seok, nicknamed "Blood Scissors," was a madman who had earned his moniker by stabbing people with scissors.
"Hehehehe..."
Choi Seok alternated his gaze between Jo Seyoon and me before approaching me. In his hand, he held a pair of sharp scissors, the kind typically used in beauty salons.
"You're bullying Seyoon, aren't you? Hehehe. Since you're bullying my friend Seyoon, I'll bully you instead! Hehehe!"
"Choi Seok!"
Choi Seok's eyes were already gone mad. Despite Jo Seyoon's shout, he didn't stop, charging straight toward me. The bald men glanced at me. I shook my head, signaling them not to interfere.
When Choi Seok, scissors in hand, had closed to within two meters, I drew my pistol from my coat and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
The bullet pierced Choi Seok's skull.