Im Nayeon (2)
Im Nayeon (2)
It happened about two months ago.
It was a Monday, the kind of day where you want to quit your job the moment you wake up. One day, while getting ready to go to work at 6 AM as usual, the world suddenly turned upside down.
I was eating with my family in the morning, blankly watching the news my dad was watching, which had become a habit. Suddenly, the news was blathering on about mana, Heroes, and Monsters.
My first thought was that it was a hidden camera prank.
However, no matter how I thought about it, I wasn't such an important person that they would change the news for me. Even if I were, a report like that on the morning news? It was unrealistic.
There was an even more shocking fact.
When I went to the bathroom to shower, the reflection in the mirror showed that I had become younger, at 20 years old. On top of that, I had become incredibly handsome. My facial features remained the same, but the good parts became better, and the bad parts disappeared. It was a kind of optimized, handsome state. When I slightly lifted my shirt, I saw that I had developed a clear six-pack. It was definitely a good change.
My family was the same.
The only things that had changed were that my parents were about 10 years younger and had held jobs as Heroes, and my younger sister had become even more immature.
At first, I was confused.
So, I scoured the internet to collect data. That was when I found out.
The world I had come to was the world inside a game.
R.O.C.
It was a game called Loque, for short.
At first, it was just a game I started to kill time, but it soon became my life's game, and I got so absorbed in it that I saw the ending multiple times.
Then one day, I received an email.
It was about receiving special perks.
But by this time, I was losing my affection for this game. The game didn't even properly explain what the acronym stood for, the game was endlessly unfriendly, and the male protagonist didn't end up with the heroines he had a sweet relationship with. He didn't even end up with the extras. It wasn't a harem ending; the protagonist was just a fucking eunuch.
How hard had I tried to change this ending?
But no matter how hard I tried, the ending was always the protagonist living alone, and he never married the heroines he was flirting with.
But suddenly, special perks? Having lost even a shred of affection, I turned on the game and checked them out of curiosity. The perks certainly had tremendous effects. I even thought that if I combined them well, I might be able to defeat the boss of the True Ending.
However, since my affection for the game had cooled, I just carelessly mixed in random perks.
Mask of a Thousand Faces (S), Knowledge Access (S), and Thousand Hands (S) were the true identities of those perks.
And I entered this world with those perks.
It was an absurd situation. I was so confused that I holed up in my house for a while. I received a lot of worry from those around me. I spent about a week living like a shut-in before I could shake it off.
After spending a week like that, I was finally able to accept it. That I had entered the game. The fortunate thing was that my family was the same, and my human relationships were the same.
And that there was a person called the Hero, who was the protagonist of this game.
The things that had changed were that I was a student aspiring to be a Hero, and that I had entered the most prestigious school in the world.
"Fuck."
It was that I had to go to school again.
I am currently heading to the club room.
It's not that I joined a club. It's because Im Na-yeon called me to the club room. As I headed to the club room, various thoughts surged in my head. I had acted too realistically when I used that app.
The Mask of a Thousand Faces was truly great enough to be called a special perk. If I were an actor, I wondered if I could have become an amazing one.
Thoughts like, "Will she bully me with that?" crossed my mind.
I ruffled my hair. I wanted to run away, but I couldn't. If I were to get on Im Na-yeon's bad side, it wouldn't just be my problem. Well, Im Na-yeon is a person of good nature. So it should be fine.
...It should be fine, right?
Suffering internally, I moved until I reached the door of the club room. A person with Im Na-yeon's abilities would have noticed I was in front of it. Since I had come this far, I couldn't run away. Not that running away was an option in the first place.
I knocked on the door.
Knock, knock.
"Come in."
I heard Im Na-yeon's voice.
Creak.
I took a deep breath and opened the door. I saw the classroom. White tiles. Modern-colored black chairs and desks were visible. And in the center, I saw a huge chair that looked like something an old king or noble would use. I remembered one of Im Na-yeon's lackeys struggling to bring it in at the beginning of the semester to present it to her.
Next to that huge chair was a small chair. Im Na-yeon was sitting there demurely. I put on a good-natured smile and asked her.
"Nice club room."
"Yeah. The Chairman took some care for me."
"But why did you call me here?"
"U-uh, I have a favor to ask."
She answered my question with a silly grin. Then, after hesitating for a moment, she made a determined expression and took out her smartphone to show me.
I saw a shape with pink and purple colors swirling together.
...It was the Hypnosis App.
Again? I thought, sighing inwardly. I stared at the app and started self-hypnosis. I am hypnotized. I am hypnotized.
Something was written over my face. Along with the feeling of my consciousness being sucked away, my head went blank. I stared blankly at the smartphone.
"Good. It worked!"
She said, clenching her fist in a fighting pose. Then she looked at me, swallowed once, and spoke to me.
"Still.... Just in case."
She said, swallowing.
"Siwoo, please stroke my hair."
My hair?
At a command that was less than I expected, I raised my hand and slowly stroked Im Na-yeon's hair.
I felt a fluffy texture in my hand.
"He, hehe."
Im Na-yeon grinned, enjoying my touch. Seeing that, a thought suddenly occurred to me. Im Na-yeon had never had anyone she could call a friend until now. There were many beings who could be called subordinates, but no one approached her as a friend. That must be why she became somewhat close to me. Because I was one of the few people who treated her comfortably.
Thinking that, Im Na-yeon, grinning while feeling my touch, felt pitiful. Perhaps she was doing this with hypnosis because she couldn't feel fatherly love at home and was getting it from me. That thought crossed my mind. It was a snobbish thought, but it was also an opportunity. An opportunity to get close to Im Na-yeon.
...Am I trash?
Sighing inwardly, I carefully stroked Im Na-yeon's hair.
"It's a fake app, but it works on Siwoo!"
About 3 minutes later, Im Na-yeon exclaimed in joy. She soon made a determined expression, thrust her smartphone at me, and said.
"S-Siwoo, please sit in this chair."
I walked to the chair and sat down at her command. The fluffy feeling was nice. It felt like my mind and body were relaxing. It must be a magical item. I also thought, as expected, expensive chairs are different.
As I sat in the chair, she thrust her smartphone at me and said.
"Siwoo-nim. Please sit arrogantly."
Arrogantly? But what's with the "Siwoo-nim"? She was even using honorifics that didn't suit her. However, my body was already slightly tilting my chin up and crossing my legs, sitting comfortably. She smiled as if satisfied with my behavior and commanded me once more.
"Si, Siwoo likes... no, that's not it."
Uh....?
She shook her head and said. Could it be that she was asking me to say who I like? Im Na-yeon liked me? I was momentarily confused.
"Siwoo-nim wants to train me."
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"Si, Siwoo-nim loves me very, very much. But because there is a barrier of status between us, Siwoo-nim, who realized that we cannot date, will come to have a fatal weakness of mine."
.......
I was speechless.
No, well.... Everyone has different tastes, so it's not like I can't respect that....... But still, there's a limit, isn't there?
However, there is a serious problem. Train me? I know almost nothing about such things. My tastes were extremely ordinary.
"When we are alone in a closed space, Siwoo-nim and I, if I clap my hands, Siwoo-nim will now want to tame the Im Na-yeon in front of you. You want to tame Im Na-yeon and make her your own. And if I clap a second time."
Gulp.
Im Na-yeon's eyes, as she swallowed, were mixed with several emotions. Strange heat and desire, fear and ecstasy. Eyes that seemed to have been scrambled, with those emotions mixed together.
"You will lose your memory and act as usual."
Clap.
She clapped her hands. What should I do? A bad guy from an erotic novel I had to read because of my younger sister in the past came to mind.
Stay as calm as possible. And be despicable. Then I felt something being placed over my face. The effect of the Mask of a Thousand Faces was activated.
"I didn't expect that Im Na-yeon would have this kind of taste."
I take a deep breath inwardly. Now what should I do? What she wants is for me to train her. What is this fatal weakness again? No, that's not important right now. Let's put that aside for now.
Tap, tap.
I tapped the armrest of the chair with my fingers, making an arrogant expression.
"You know what will happen if this spreads, right?"
"Kkuh."
Im Na-yeon's expression twisted. But the corners of her mouth were twitching. It was clear evidence that she was enjoying it.
"Come to think of it, your knees are still stiff."
I said, looking at Im Na-yeon. I pointed to the floor with my head. Coercively.
"Kneel."
At my words, Im Na-yeon hesitated and knelt down. I saw Im Na-yeon looking at me while kneeling in a humiliating position below.
"Looks good."
"......."
Im Na-yeon made a twisted expression as if enduring the humiliation. I lifted Im Na-yeon's chin and pulled it toward my face.
I saw eyes mixed with the emotions of humiliation and ecstasy.
Conversely, I was anxious. Now what should I do? The only things I saw in the training materials were kissing feet, whipping, or making them feel humiliated by stepping on their faces with my feet. But these were all too hard.
What is a way to humiliate her appropriately? What if I cross the line too much? So what if I get kicked out of her favor? But unlike my thoughts, my mouth was moving on its own.
"Take it off."
Fuck.
I was aghast. The special perk came to mind. Mask of a Thousand Faces. It was because of this. A special perk that allows you to create stats and personality according to the role you choose.
"Ta, take it off? Ho, how can you do such a shameful thing! I'd rather die!"
Im Na-yeon spat out the words as if squeezing them out, making a shameful expression. However, the corners of her mouth were faintly raised. Evidence that she was enjoying it.
How did I end up like this.
Watching that, I lamented inwardly.