Ranker Lee Su-jin and the Mother-Daughter Trainees
After finishing my shower, I roughly towel-dried the steam still rising from my hair and returned to my private office.
Located on the top floor of the main school building, the spacious, lavish office had everything one could possibly need. A massive reception sofa upholstered in the finest leather, a heavy solid-wood desk, and—behind a door set into one wall—a private lounge complete with a wide king-size bed.
Of course, as humanity’s savior and the world’s only SSS-Rank hunter, I had absolutely no intention of sleeping alone and lonely in that enormous bed.
Knock, knock…
A somewhat cautious knock sounded through the thick wooden door of the office.
“Who is it?”
“Chief Instructor, this is Principal Noh In-goo. A distinguished guest has come seeking an audience with you.”
A guest? On my very first day of work, some bastard already wants to suck up or brown-nose me?
“Tell them to come in.”
Click, click, click—
The heavy door slowly opened, and the sound of luxury high heels cut through the quiet air of the office with a smooth, confident rhythm.
Tall and statuesque, with long, sculpted legs that seemed poured into existence, a massive chest straining against her tightly fitted suit jacket as if ready to burst free, and a heavy, rounded ass that jutted out with solid weight. At a single glance it was clear she was an active top-tier ranker; bluish, overwhelming mana rolled off her entire body like heat haze.
When she spotted me, the corner of her red lips twisted upward.
“Long time no see, Kang Joo-hyuk.”
A familiar face—no, an all-too-familiar face.
“Yeah, it’s been a while, Lee Su-jin. Your husband… Kim Min-woo doing well?”
At my deliberately pointed question, her eyes instantly twisted cold.
“You already know, so why ask?”
Well, of course I know.
Lee Su-jin. She currently held the highest rank among all female hunters in Korea—S-Rank—and was a core combat asset for the dimensional towers.
Back when I was clearing the First Tower, we had entrusted our lives to each other more than once during raids. Naturally, even then she had already been a married woman with a husband.
At the time she and her fellow hunter husband, Kim Min-woo, had been famous as Korea’s model “hunter couple,” constantly in the media spotlight for their perfect chemistry. Su-jin had been B-Rank, Min-woo A-Rank, and together they had carved through monsters with flawless teamwork.
But… after the Second Dimensional Tower appeared in Earth’s skies, that perfect marriage began to fall completely apart.
As a married woman in her thirties, Su-jin perfectly withstood the unique miasma toxicity of the new towers and once again soared as a high-ranker. Her husband Kim Min-woo, however—just like every unmarried ranker—suffered mana-circuit overload and was forced to retire without ever setting foot inside the towers.
The more she cleared floors, the more explosively Su-jin’s mana and rank rose until she finally reached S-Rank, easily surpassing her husband. Once the self-proclaimed protector of his wife, Kim Min-woo sank into helplessness and self-loathing, lashing out at his successful wife with twisted jealousy until their fights became daily occurrences.
Because they had been such high-profile star couple, their pride battles and conflicts were practically broadcast live on gossip shows. In the end Su-jin couldn’t take it anymore, left the house, and the two had entered a complete state of separation.
Truthfully, ever since their days as the famous hunter couple, I had been watching Lee Su-jin carefully.
That body of hers, tightly armored in powerful mana yet perfectly proportioned to Western standards. Every time she swung her massive greatsword inside a dungeon and severed a monster’s neck, her heavy breasts and plump ass had bounced wildly atop her armor—more than enough to stir the little beast in my pants back in my younger days.
I leaned casually against the desk and asked,
“So, what brings you here?”
“I heard a guy like you became the overall head of this special academy.”
“Yeah. That’s how it turned out.”
Lee Su-jin tapped my desk with a black-gloved finger, her tone serious and cold.
“This place is a sacred ground for raising the elite married-woman warriors who will soon clear the Second Tower with me and save humanity.”
“Of course. I completely agree with that.”
When I smiled shamelessly, Su-jin’s eyes flashed sharply.
“Don’t smile. I know your filthy sexual preferences all too well.”
“Hmm? No idea what you’re talking about.”
I shrugged and played dumb. Su-jin clenched her teeth and raised her voice.
“I’m talking about that dirty cock of yours that only gets rock-hard for married women, Kang Joo-hyuk!!”
Her blunt shout rang sharply through the office. The oppressive pressure unique to an S-Rank hunter filled the air, but I didn’t flinch in the slightest and simply laughed leisurely.
“I don’t know where you heard that filthy rumor… but just because someone’s a married woman doesn’t mean I automatically get hard for her.”
“What? What the hell does that—”
I dropped my gaze and openly raked it over the full breasts swelling as if about to burst through her leather suit, the slender waist, and the tightly cinched lower half. Then I looked straight up into her eyes and murmured low,
“Why? Curious enough to check with your own body?”
Lee Su-jin’s face flushed hot as her eyes flicked between the heavy bulge faintly outlined against my pants and my dark stare.
She was an S-Rank hunter who had slaughtered countless monsters, yet my shameless, sadistic aura left her speechless; she clicked her tongue and turned her head away.
“Tch…! Forget it! I’m not dealing with your crazy talk!”
She spun around irritably and grabbed the doorknob.
“Anyway! Don’t go messing with the poor trainees and getting any weird ideas—just train them properly into real combat power!”
Bang—!!
Lee Su-jin slammed the office door hard enough to nearly break it and stormed out.
Listening to the sound of her high heels fading down the corridor, I smirked. S-Rank hunter Lee Su-jin. A cracked marriage, overflowing sexual frustration, and that strange wariness she directed at me. I was already looking forward to the day that proud wife would collapse on my bed, making all sorts of sounds in the not-too-distant future.
Not long after she left, I was leisurely brewing a cup of specialty coffee in the office lounge when sudden raised voices and whispering erupted from the hallway outside.
“This is ridiculous! This is a pure administrative error!!”
A sharp, thoroughly angry woman’s voice carried vividly through the closed door.
What now? No quiet day from the very first day, huh.
Knock-knock-knock—!!
A rough, agitated knock soon pounded as if trying to break the door down.
“Come in.”
Bang—!
The office door flew open and two women strode inside.
One looked to be in her mid-forties, with a mature figure and neat attire; the other was a fresh-faced woman in her early twenties who followed behind her, fidgeting restlessly.
The mid-forties woman had fire in her eyes as if something had enraged her greatly, while the early-twenties girl didn’t know what to do with herself, her face dyed bright red.
“Chief Instructor Hunter! We’ve come because we have something we must say!”
The woman who appeared to be in her forties spoke with such boldness that it seemed the office itself might leave. The twenty-something girl behind her immediately grabbed her mother’s sleeve and tugged, flustered.
“Mom… please…! We’re in front of the instructor. Let’s just calm down and think for a second…”
Mom?
I looked back and forth between their faces. The clear features of the forty-something woman and the delicate, equally clear features of the twenty-something girl were as alike as two peas in a pod. Mother and daughter. A mother-daughter pair had appeared at the M.I.L.F Academy at the same time?
A sharp thrill of interest and perverse curiosity surged up from deep in my chest. I set the coffee cup on the desk, sank deep into the chair, and asked,
“What’s the matter? Important enough that you barge in shouting like this?”
The forty-something woman breathed roughly as she walked right up to my desk. Her full breasts heaved up and down with her anger.
“I fully understand and accept the law that requires awakened married-woman hunters to come to this academy for mandatory climbing education! For the sake of this country, to stop Earth from being destroyed, it’s only natural that middle-aged women like me step up!”
“And?”
When I propped my chin on my hand and asked, she grabbed her daughter’s wrist behind her and pulled her forward, her voice rising with injustice.
“I understand that… but why was my still-unmarried daughter also forced to enroll here with me?! My daughter is still a fresh college student who hasn’t even gotten married!!”
I slowly pulled the thick new-trainee roster toward me and scanned the documents. Then, leaning deep into the backrest, I spoke in a low voice as if looking down on them.
“You two—state your trainee numbers and names first.”
As if pressed by my indifferent yet overwhelming presence, the forty-something woman first straightened her chest and reported in a crisp, confident voice.
“Trainee No. 88, Lim Seon-young!”
Neatly combed hair, mature features, and the firm, full curves of her lower body that the training uniform couldn’t hide. She was a woman who simultaneously radiated the demure dignity of a typical forties housewife and a sensual allure.
The early-twenties daughter who had been fidgeting behind her flinched when my heavy gaze landed on her; she dropped her head and mumbled in a mosquito-like voice.
“Trainee No. 89… Jung Yu-jin…”
The fresh, smooth skin unique to a twenty-year-old; clear eyes that still looked young yet were the spitting image of her mother’s; a slender, willowy figure. Yet the lines of her chest and hips alone carried a subtle, dense volume that set her apart from ordinary unmarried women her age.
I tapped the remarks column of the file with a finger. The words written clearly in red ink: [Mother-Daughter Relationship].
The story went like this.
Right after the mother, Lim Seon-young, had been designated a married-woman awakener due to the dimensional tower’s miasma reaction, a shocking incident struck her twenty-year-old college-student daughter, Jung Yu-jin.
She had gotten into an accident with her immature same-age boyfriend, ended up with an unplanned pregnancy, and given birth to a child.
The problem came afterward. Not long after giving birth, Jung Yu-jin’s body hormones and mana circuits tangled together, transforming her as well into a “married-woman awakener” capable of withstanding the toxic miasma of the Second Tower.
In the end, the twenty-year-old daughter everyone had thought was unmarried was formally included as an enrollment target for this M.I.L.F Academy—as a young mother with a childbirth history.
I lifted my eyes from the documents and slowly raked them over the mother, Lim Seon-young, who was biting her lip in injustice, and the twenty-year-old young mother, Jung Yu-jin, whose face was burning bright red with shame as she stared only at her toes.
The dense, high-density body of a forties lady, and the young body of a twenty-something college student that hid secret maternal potential and the possibility of pleasure beneath its freshness.
A mother and daughter from the same household had both fallen into my hands at once.
The massive beast inside my pants began to swell heavily.
Perversion and dopamine exploded up from deep in my chest. I twisted the corner of my mouth upward and murmured low toward the mother-daughter pair.
“This isn’t an administrative error. You enrolled exactly according to the law and the manual.”
