My Neto Teacher (1)
After hanging up the phone, I had no choice but to lie awake through the night. I couldn't even remember how many hours I'd slept, but after witnessing my wife and Jangwoo lying side by side, holding on to a sound state of mind was nearly impossible.
Fuck... those bastards.
A surge of rage rose up in me. I wanted to storm into that room right then and stab that Jangwoo bastard with a knife over and over.
Something I never would have considered in my ordinary self, yet now it somehow felt possible. It felt as if my wife, snoring softly in Jangwoo's arms, had been stolen from me.
The sex I'd shared with my wife after so long had been good. My cock had been more excited than ever by the scent of her body after all that time. My wife, too, had been beyond satisfied—ecstatic—at being fucked all the way through by a cock after so long. And the moment I shot my thick cum into her pussy, I felt as if I had stepped into a new world.
A completely new world for us as a couple.
A world I couldn't even have imagined just a few months ago, and I had stepped into it—together with the wife I loved. That much had been good...
But I hadn't realized that Jangwoo was bolder than I'd thought. I'd only planned to use him as our couple's sex toy, a masturbation tool of sorts. Clearly that had been my mistake. His affection for my wife seemed deeper than I'd expected.
Vroom... vroom...!
The powerful exhaust of a car roared in front of the lodging. In the deep dark of night, only one person would come here.
He's here...
Even though it wasn't a woman who'd come looking for me, tension ran through my whole body. What kind of person was he, really...
Lee Hwa-soo. The man who had guided me this far. The one who had made it possible for me to set foot in this new world. If he hadn't pushed me... if he hadn't given me courage, I never would have thought of calling Jangwoo and coming on this trip.
Click...
I opened the door and stepped outside; the cold dawn air cut through like a blade. Unlike the chaos in my mind, the night outside was deathly quiet.
Vroom... Thud...!
"Ah...!"
Suddenly the powerful high beams of a car swung toward me, making it impossible to open my eyes.
Thud...
What the... what kind of car is this?
As the high beams faded, the first thing that caught my eye was a car I had never seen before in my life. A sports car. And a Lamborghini at that. I wasn't particularly interested in cars, but I recognized that logo instantly. A machine that basically cost hundreds of millions of won at minimum. And a man standing beside it.
"Are you... Lee Hwa-soo...?"
I carefully approached him. His figure, which had only been a silhouette, gradually emerged from the darkness.
"Hello."
It was him. A deep yet soft voice. He was quite tall—a full head taller than me, who was average height. Dressed neatly in a light blue shirt, he was handsome by anyone's standards. Late thirties, maybe...
His clean, gentlemanly style was completely different from the Lee Hwa-soo I had imagined. I'd thought he was some hikikomori who only surfed the internet in a corner of his room... His unexpectedly polished looks—no, above-average excellence—created a slight sense of dissonance.
"Nice to meet you. Get in first."
"Pardon?"
When he pressed the car key button, the doors rose automatically upward.
Whoa...
It was a scene straight out of a Marvel movie. A car that an ordinary salaryman could never even dream of, so my mouth dropped open instantly. What did he do for a living? I wondered what he did in the real world. His true identity intrigued me.
"Get in. Let's talk a bit."
"Ah... yes..."
His voice was strong yet soft. I carefully got into the passenger seat, not forgetting to brush the dirt from my feet.
"Wow... thank you for coming. At this late hour..."
"Not at all. I came because I wanted to. It's nice to meet you like this. I'm Lee Hwa-soo."
"Ah... right. I haven't even properly introduced myself. I'm Kim Jin-woo."
I held out my hand for a handshake, but he only looked at it without reacting. In the awkward atmosphere, I had no choice but to withdraw it.
"Still, you managed to make it all the way here?"
"Yes... I didn't expect things to progress this quickly either."
"No. You did well. I heard the details over the phone... so is Seung-yeon with that trainer right now?"
"Yes... that bastard... I mean, that guy—she's sleeping in his arms right now. Dead to the world..."
"How are you feeling, Jin-woo?"
"Pardon?"
"The emotions you're feeling right now. About your wife is fine. About yourself is fine too."
"I don't know... It's definitely a different feeling from when my wife shares a bed with another man. When Seung-yeon had se... sexual relations with another man, it was okay, but..."
"Does it feel like she's been taken from you now?"
"Yes... that's right. Her body is next to me, but it's like she's given her heart. What's certain is that this isn't what I wanted."
"What Jin-woo wanted was sexual pleasure obtained by using another man as a tool. The restoration of the marital relationship. That's it, right?"
"Yes... that's right."
He was skillfully drawing out my answers. His voice, already persuasive enough over the phone, combined with those deep, deep eyes of his, left me no choice but to be captivated by his words.
"Your opponent is a more cunning bastard than expected."
"Yes..."
"You can also tell how he sees Jin-woo from his attitude. He probably thinks he can put Jin-woo below him and easily control him."
It was an undeniable fact. In Jangwoo's openly threatening attitude, there was no respect or consideration for me to be found.
"The longer such a relationship continues, the more severe his demands toward Seung-yeon will become. Seung-yeon will pay more attention to the man who is superior to her husband. That's human instinct."
"What? It'll keep being like that?"
"In my opinion... that man might be taking Seung-yeon quite seriously."
Fuck...
A curse rose to the tip of my throat. Taking her seriously? Even if he'd taken her body, she was a married woman, wasn't she? And her husband was right there beside her... I absolutely couldn't let that happen.
"It's a normal process. One of the ordinary processes that Neto husbands go through."
"Normal...? Then... what happens?"
"You lose her."
"Pardon?"
"You lose your wife. Or more precisely, your wife leaves her husband."
"Leaves? My wife would never..."
"Can you be sure? Do you really think that?"
His voice grew a little heated. His brow furrowed as he asked if I was sure.
"Sure... I can't say that, but still, my wife will love only me."
"Why... why! Do you think that?"
"Pardon...?"
Lee Hwa-soo's voice intensified. His deep voice filling the car seemed to tremble slightly.
"Hoo... I got a bit excited. Sorry."
"Ah... no. Are there really many cases where the wife leaves?"
"Husbands mostly trust their wives. Since in most cases the husband wanted it for whatever motive, they feel grateful just that the wife granted their wish."
His words were right. Looking at it one way, my gratitude toward my wife for granting what could be seen as a perverted request was great.
"But that doesn't last forever. The moment you and your wife step into a new world, a new world opens for Seung-yeon as well."
"Ha... but... my wife refused. To the end, for my sake..."
"The body will remember."
"Pardon?"
"What if... your thing keeps not getting hard?"
"....."
"She'll miss it. She'll seek out other men's bodies. That's human instinct. Once felt, pleasure can never be forgotten."
His words carried force. His eyes, so vivid they conveyed dense emotion, seemed ready to suck me in.
"So... what should I do?"
"A variable has appeared, so you need to eliminate that variable."
"Pardon? Eliminate the variable?"
"The husband must be able to control every move. You must hold the key to this entire game yourself."
"I want to do that. Really... how should I do it?"
I could feel the desperation seeping into my voice as I asked him. I was desperate. I had to reclaim my beloved wife. Before Jangwoo's touch reached her any deeper, I had to make the first move.
"That trainer who's holding your wife right now. You need to make it so that trainer can't approach your wife."
"That's true, but... I have no way... He's blackmailing me by saying he'll reveal all these facts..."
"I'll help you."
"Pardon?"
"Well... one trainer. Closing down one gym he runs is something I can do in no time."
"How...?"
"I can't tell you that much."
His words overflowed with confidence. In his resolute gaze, it seemed even the determination to make it happen was visible.
"But why would you go that far for me..."
He didn't answer my question. He just gazed into my eyes meaningfully with a smile on his lips.
"If I make it so that man can never approach your wife again... then what can you give me?"
"Pardon?"
His eyes flashed.
"What do you mean... I don't have that much money..."
"I don't need money."
At the mention of money, his face hardened. I couldn't know his true intentions.
"Then... what... do you want?"
"We'll talk about that gradually."
What is this...?
Unease rose in my heart at his words whose meaning I couldn't grasp. Well... anyway, he said he'd separate Jangwoo from my wife without even taking money. From my position, there was no reason to refuse.
"Then should I just wait...?"
"Yes, wait. Before that..."
A smile rose again on his face that had been set in thought.
"I'd like to meet your wife once."