07. Studying, Studying is the Only Way to Survive

Early twenties come with a permanent status effect called constant arousal.

It means you can't stop an erection with just one kick.

Naturally, my dick got rock hard again at the sight of my seed leaking out from between her soft, downy, plump pussy lips.

"It hurts too much..., b-but next time, I'll definitely do it."

That said, Ina's pussy was red and swollen.

Even though I'd only barely shoved in the tip and pulled out, it must've been pretty painful for her.

In the game, the choice would've been:

But looking at Ina with her eyes all teary from the pain, it just didn't feel like something a human should do.

"Use your mouth and hands instead."

As a university student in the holy land of learning, I always find another way, just like I've been taught.

"Yes! I can do that! But I've never done it before...."

"I'll teach you."

It's the senior's duty to teach a junior who's eager to learn.

I lay down on the bed and calmly explained step by step, my swollen dick twitching.

Ina, probably feeling bad for refusing my request for seconds, knelt between my legs and eagerly absorbed the lesson with full enthusiasm.

Her long, slender fingers—perfect for playing the string instrument bass—delivered delicate strokes.

She clasped her hands together, sandwiching my shaft, and gently pumped up and down while kissing the glans.

"Chwiup..., jjup.... Um..., chwiup...."

She glanced up with her eyes to check if she was doing it right, gauging my reaction.

Her face looked even smaller in front of my massive dick.

When that tiny face stuck out her tongue for a lick-lick, blood rushed straight to my cock.

Of course, I recorded the whole thing on my phone.

"Ina, I'm gonna cum."

"Um...? Chwiup...?"

Not knowing what that meant, she looked into my eyes.

"It means I'm about to shoot my load. When that happens, go harder and faster, then open your mouth-pussy wide with the cum still inside to show me."

"Um! Yes...!"

She even responded promptly in the middle of it.

"Chwiiiup...!"

Following my instructions, she pursed her lips around the glans and sucked like she was devouring yogurt,

Gulleok-!

Gulleok-!

"Uum...!"

Gulleok-!

Just like the first time, my cum shot out like a fountain.

Ina's mouth, which had its first kiss with the opposite sex today, filled up completely with my semen.

"Um..., aaah...."

Still gripping my shaft with her clasped hands, she tilted her head back just enough to open her mouth wide, showing off my cum perfectly.

Seriously, technological advancement is a blessing to humanity. Being able to record scenes like this on video.

"Swallow."

"Gulp... glug."

Ina closed her mouth tight, squeezed her eyes shut, and swallowed the semen.

I could even see her throat bob as she did.

And as per the hashtag, since she obeyed me, swallowing cum started feeling easy and natural, making her beam with a shy smile.

"Was it okay?"

"The best, Ina. What about you? How was it?"

"Um~, I thought it'd be hard, but it's easy!"

Her clasped hands were still squeezing my cock, making it swell up again.

"Can you do it one more time?"

"Of course!"

Hashtags are truly a godsend.

§

I came a few more times.

In the middle, I got hungry and ate, then made her jerk me off over and over until bedtime.

From the second round on, the handjob felt easy and natural to her, so she smiled and followed my orders.

Thanks to that, when I got home and looked in the mirror, I was completely wrecked.

"......"

Fucking perfect.

My haggard, pitiful face contrasted with how light my heart felt.

If 3-star is already this good, 4-star's gonna ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠drive me insane.

'Sunbae-nim, can I pick the next date then?'

That morning, as we left the hotel and grabbed breakfast, Ina volunteered it first.

And the ticket I got.

A ticket to the theater where she was performing.

Come to think of it, she mentioned planning a concept at the academy for a show.

I figured it'd be busking, but it's at a theater, huh.

A small one, but still kinda impressive.

I know zilch about instruments or music—totally uncharted territory.

'Oh! And my closest friend is coming too! We can all go together!'

Being in Contract Dating mode, she didn't seem to care at all about being around other guys.

'Hehe! Now no one will suspect anything, right?'

No idea what went down while I wasn't looking, but she must've been under a ton of suspicion.

Appointment's in five days.

I planned to max her out to 4-star within that time.

Once she hit 3-star, sex was no problem or hassle. But as Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs explains, humans always crave progress.

And 4-star will satisfy that self-actualization desire perfectly.

But first.

Time to spend my points to upgrade the space where #Lee Ina is.

<Character Card pt.1>

<House pt.1> - <Room+1 pt.1> - <Yard+1 pt.1(Locked)> - <Fence+1 pt.1(Locked)>

<Fashion Shop pt.1(Locked)> - <Sports Shop pt.1(Locked)> - <Lingerie Shop pt.1(Locked)> - <Dress Shop pt.1(Locked)> - <Accessory Shop pt.1(Locked)>

<Furniture Mall pt.1(Locked)> - <Household Goods Mall pt.1(Locked)> - <Hobby Goods Mall pt.1(Locked)> - <Cosmetics Mall pt.1(Locked)>

<Customizing Face pt.1(Locked)> - <Customizing Upper Body pt.1(Locked)> - <Customizing Lower Body pt.1(Locked)>

Most players who just jerk off stop here instead of bothering with the tedious 4-star grind—they pick a Character Card.

3-star's easy to raise, so they buy cards for quick unlocks.

I hesitated a bit too, but decided to invest in customizing the House space.

After half a year as a mini-game sweatlord, 5-star's a breeze for me.

<Yard+1 pt.1>

A dirt lot appeared in front of my studio apartment, which only had a bathroom and living room—two rooms total.

The rest was shrouded in darkness.

Zooming into the house, #Lee Ina was stretching in the Room.

Lee Ina's hyper-realistic character design felt so lifelike every time, making it fun to watch.

I petted #Lee Ina's head and gently dragged her toward the window.

Lee Ina yelled something pissy.

Too bad I couldn't understand a word.

This doesn't unlock later—you only find out at the ending. But I could read the emotions; she looked super annoyed.

Dragged against her will, #Lee Ina peeked out the window and froze.

Then she bolted to the door, flung it open, and dashed naked into the Yard.

Dirt ground.

Earthy scent.

Squatting down, she sniffed the natural smell that's hard to get in a concrete building.

No trees or grass for freshness, but the dirt aroma was enough to lift #Lee Ina's mood—she wandered the Yard for a good while.

Grateful, right?

Felt proud as her owner.

I watched #Lee Ina stroll around with her soft footsteps, then switched to #Story.

Following the Guidebook, no brain strain—just finger-typing copy-paste for the 4-star story.

<Hashtag Story Registration>

<Story>

Wrote the 4-star story.

The more I look, the more fucked up it is. How does anyone even think of this shit?

Doesn't seem like something for everyday life anymore.

Deep ocean territory feels like an impossibly high wall. My hashtags were so vanilla.

<#Lee Ina★★★★>

<Contract Dating> - <Contract Progress> - <Contract Fulfillment> - <Contract Study>

Nice, 4-star achieved!

Now for the mini-games!

<Tetris> <Shisen-Sho> <Racing> <One Card> <Hidden Object Game> <Puzzle Solving>

Six mini-games total.

Like the path to 3-star, they're intuitive and easy.

Racing's a bit tough, but every set needs one challenge.

And as I mentioned, 4-star gets properly annoying.

Not annoying in a bad way—it's when the game starts feeling like a real game.

More input for the same output, and people lose motivation.

So from 4-star, it grants Passives to in-game #Characters and real-life characters.

Passives are essential for the ending.

<Racing>

<Get ready!>

<10~!>

...

...

...

<1~!>

<Start~!>

Racing vehicles are all the same model by default.

Pure skill showdown with identical cars.

Among the six mini-games, Racing was my strongest.

As a kid, whenever I timidly visited my Uncle's house alone, I'd always play racing games.

Honed that skill, and even at 4-star, I took first place easy.

Ah, too easy.

Do the AIs not know? This is human talent.

<1st Place!>

<Alteration Rate 6% gained!>

4-star AIs can't beat me.

But human hubris gets divine punishment, like Sodom and Gomorrah.

Clack roll roll

Post-mini-game, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠two dice were thrown—delivering heavenly retribution to this arrogant human and showcasing AI talent.

<6,6>

"Fucking trash game!"

Fatigue dropped a huge chunk by 12, nearly brought tears.

At 4-star, Racing tracks diversify with shortcuts added.

Same for others.

Shisen-Sho now has 4 layers of tiles, bigger board, more tiles.

Tetris lets you attack other AIs or me after clearing lines.

One Card's just faster, but Hidden Object Game gets diverse art with perspective, hunting hidden character pics.

Puzzle Solving ramps up piece count and complexity, as expected.

That's why folks stop at 3-star or 4-star max.

5-star starts weeding out players left and right.

<5,1>

<3,3>

<2,5>

Luckily, dice rolls stabilized after, letting me manage Fatigue.

House tech only unlocked to Yard, so 'Fatigue recovery speed boost' was minimal.

Tch.

Day one Alteration Rate: <46%>.

Kinda disappointing, but five whole days left.

§

<Lee Ina>

Ina didn't know, but post-first date, her lewd, sinister Alteration Rate was climbing.

Naturally, it affected her.

First up: memories of their dumb selves from the date.

Ah! Should've done that then!

Why'd I act like that?

Black history regrets stabbed at her like daggers.

Makes sense—they're not a normal couple.

She'd forced the Contract on Inmok sunbae, stealing his time.

"It's fine," "Everyone's like that at first," sunbae comforted, but she couldn't stop feeling sorry.

"Haa."

Deep sigh.

Anyone would.

You go in confident, but realizing you're useless brings shame and guilt crashing down.

Vrrr-!

Inmok sunbae doesn't give a shit, as expected.

Felt it from the first meeting—he's on another level from her blood family Hana.

This must be adulthood.

Flipping through pics, there was her fresh-faced, beaming, relaxed smile.

Weirdly, doing what sunbae says is super easy, just like he said~.

These pics will prove it from now on. Even weird guys hitting on her on the street back off ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠quick once she shows her boyfriend proof. She's getting used to it.

Then Ina's eyes locked on the last videos.

"Ah."

Short gasp.

Her face flushed instantly.

Even before playing, her rosy naked body hovered in preview.

Proof of her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠first time.

Never dated meant never showing her nude to another.

With sunbae, obeying felt so natural and easy she didn't think twice then—but reflecting now, it was embarrassing.

Still, she watched the lewd yet innocent, secretive videos straight through.

Even the handjob and blowjob ones, she studied intently.

Face burning from the new sensations, like a puberty boy discovering porn.

But her interest stopped there. These vids couldn't get found—she hid them in a panic.

And just three days post-date, Ina's view on the videos shifted.

<Alteration Rate 100%>

No status screen, but it hit—suddenly her awkward, stiff body in the vids stood out.

Head bowed in apology at her rigid self.

"Y-Yeah.... I'll study while watching this!"

One way to help sunbae.

Studying, studying is the only way to survive!