High School Seniors Transferred To Another World

“Wow! Jihoo! Did you get a 100 on the math test again?”

In the 5th grade of elementary school, in a certain classroom after school had ended…

I heard a lively voice from behind me as I put the test paper with a ‘100’ and a large circle drawn around it in red into my bag.

Jeon Ji-Hye.

I had known her since childhood because her house was close to mine. 

She was prettier and livelier than the other girls and was popular not only in our class but throughout the school.

“Uh... Yes. That’s right.”

“Wow! Congratulations! Please help me study for the next exam!”

Ji-Hye was happy about my achievements and smiled brightly.

The slowly setting sun shone through the window. 

I was speechless at the sight of her smile against the backdrop of the darkened classroom and the refracted rays of light bouncing off of the glass.

“Mhm. Bye then!”

When I didn’t display any reaction to her praise, Jihye put on her school bag and walked out of the classroom with a light step.

As the ponytail of her hair rustled from side to side, I watched her disappearing figure intently.

“······.”

A fellow female classmate—

For a child who had just started developing my secondary sexual characteristics, my interest in the opposite sex welled up suddenly and explosively due to the trivial meeting.

Even if I had seen Jihye’s smile like that of a flower from a distance or from the side before, this was the first time I had seen it up close.

To her, at the time, I was just one of those extra boys she’d known for quite some time.

It was still a time when women were not that interested in relationships and boys.

There were even a few boys closer to Ji-hye than me.

Had they received her smile longer and more times than I had?

I thought I could understand why her name always came up whenever boys played the truth games.

“······”

This was strange.

An unknown feeling welled up in my chest. 

It was too intense to be curiosity, but too bittersweet to be love. 

It was… a ferocious desire.

At the age of 12, and for the first time in my life, I stood still in the empty classroom as if I had been nailed to a cross.

***

“I want to do it with Anna. Can I do it?”

Late in the evening, Ji-hoo had come to her room and asked of her a sudden request.

She held her head from reflexively nodding and began examining his unexpected words.

He wanted to do it with Anna. 

Could he do it?

‘What do you want to do?’

She already knew the answer to that obvious question.

What would a man want to do with a woman…?

It was a way of expressing one’s intention without clearly saying so.

‘He is definitely asking to have sex.’

“……”

He remarked that he wanted to sleep with another woman in front of the woman who liked him and his own sex slave. 

Most people would consider this behaviour extremely rude and trashy.

However, Jeon Ji-hye, whose thoughts were geared towards pleasing Jeong Ji-hoo, did not think so.

Because Jihoo, the only perfect being in the world, could never be wrong.

‘I am sure this is the first time he has met Anna... Did he suddenly get the hots for her after seeing her...?’

It was natural for a man to feel a certain way when he saw a woman.

This was the instinct of a male, so it couldn’t be helped.

And he would suffer if he didn’t quench his libido in time. 

This was common sense.

Jihye, who had been educated about the common sense about the sexual desires of men by Jihoo several years ago, keenly understood the situation. 

Therefore, it was only natural that Jihoo, a very healthy man, was interested in women besides her, and she could understand where he was coming from.

Ji-hye sometimes imagined herself in the future dating Ji-hoo. 

Every day would be like a dream- a series of pleasures one after another.

But in her imagination, there were always other women around him.

This was not his fault though.

If Jihoo cheated on her, it must have been because of a mistake she made.

If Jihoo seduced a girl for a one-night stand at the club, it was her fault for not satisfying his sexual appetite every night.

So, in order to prepare for a future where she would live with Jihoo, Jihye tried to investigate his sexual orientation and kinks in advance. 

For example, if she could find anything in common with the type of pornography that Jihoo consumed, she would have been able to give him a more personalised and enjoyable experience in bed.

However, Jihoo was a man who left no gaps, so her bold attempts had repeatedly failed. 

So, sooner or later, she planned to meet with Ireina, who had become his woman before her, and ask her frankly about his tastes.

And—- that thought led her back to the present moment.

She stared at him while Jihoo smiled back at her softly. 

After his request was dropped like a bombshell, everyone in the room fell into silence, waiting for her answer.

‘It’s a pity... Why was I not chosen? Of course, Anna is also a very attractive woman, but... I have a prettier face and I have bigger breasts... Does Jihoo like brown hair? Shall I dye mine? Or is it because he likes a maid uniform? I can cosplay anything he wants... I’m feeling jealous, but I don’t hate Anna. Anyway, as long as I’m Jihoo’s, Anna, who is mine, is also Jihoo’s.’

Anna was her precious friend— the first friend she had made in this other world.

Although, officially, they had a master-maid relationship, Ji-hye believed that she had built a deep bond with Anna transcending such a relationship over the course of the past few months.

‘Now then, what is he thinking? Jihoo must be shy to have asked because he’s a nice guy, right? He’s obviously blushing, but deep down he must be excited.’

Jihye rolled her eyes and then glanced at the kitchen, but soon she became startled.

She spotted a pair of pathetically folded hands, trembling arms, and more than that, a pair of brown pupils shaking violently.

Anna was expressing a strong rejection with her whole being.

She hadn’t noticed because she had put all of her attention toward her considerations for Jihoo.

‘Oh right. She would obviously react like that…’

Because she had a ‘phobia of men’.

It was a backstory she had heard after getting to know Anna a lot more, and how she eventually became a slave in the first place. 

This process had been aggravated by her trauma of men and was rooted deep in her unconscious.

‘What should I do?’

Anna obviously wouldn’t want to do it with him.

But then Jihye wouldn’t be obeying Jihoo’s request...

In fact, Anna was a slave, so when Jihye commanded her, she would have to be embraced by Ji-hoo. 

But, as Jihye had thought, they had a strong bond, and she didn’t want to do that to her.

‘Yes. Jihoo doesn’t know about Anna’s trauma, so he’ll understand if I explain it to him properly.’

But before she could say anything, he opened his mouth first.

“Oh, you’re hesitant. I must have made a mistake. I’m sorry...”

“Um, no no! I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you... Anna is just a bit afraid of men, so please wait a little bit... Anna is yours too!”

‘Jihoo is too nice. On the other hand, I couldn’t even fulfil a simple request of his... Are you sure you’re not disappointed in me, Jihoo?’

She clung to him even more. 

She pulled his arm between her breasts and rested her head on her shoulder. 

His hand fumbled atop her skirt while stroking her thigh reassuringly.

‘That’s nice, Jihoo. Phew, I don’t think he’s too bummed out by it.’

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