Everything Has a Reason
"Hic... ugh. Haa...!"
I ignored the faint, whimpering breaths coming from my chest and kept doing what I was doing.
"Dang Soso, could you grab the dishes over there?"
In response, Dang Soso—who was wearing a bikini for my visual pleasure while cleaning up—silently brought over the dirty plates without a word. Thanks to her strong telepathic suggestions, she'd become much easier to boss around, down to the smallest detail in household chores. Thinking about how Park Jisu might play with her like a doll, it was probably best to train her up like this while I still had full control.
After finishing the cleanup using the now-useful Dang Soso, I habitually stroked the soft black hair buried at my chest and headed to the living room.
"Hmm... it's the weekend. Maybe watch a movie?"
My hand, which had been stroking her head, slid down her nape, back, and waist, fingertips heading toward her ass—where I felt an unfamiliar ring. With a mischievous grin, I tugged it.
Pop! Pong!
"Hiiiik!!! Hiiit!"
A cute squeal rang out, followed by more moans from my chest. Tremors spread through her whole body, and a stream of fluid soaked my pants from her lower abdomen.
"Heh. Feel good?"
"Kkh...! Hn!"
Looking down with a satisfied smile, I saw Park Jisu's eyes—glazed over, mind flown away—blankly twitching as her hips bucked. Exhausted, her body would have collapsed without my arms holding it; her pale skin glistened with sticky sweat, hair clinging to her neck and ears in a lewd display that made my cock harden even more.
This was the result of one of the cohabitation terms we'd set after fucking the night before: constant creampie access. Normally, she'd at least talk and act cute, but the merciless sex via her Moonlight Body Heart Technique and the anal beads at my fingertips made that impossible. The irregular squeezes gripping my still-buried cock proved she was lost in orgasmic bliss.
Still, gotta tame her like this. Even an awakener would break if I went all out at once...
Park Jisu's ass had been dazed since last night, kept pristine by my orders to Dang Soso for immediate insertion. The problem was my cock's size and her untrained hole. Mine wasn't average, and with her small frame, we were in the midst of tearful training—that was the current situation.
"Alright, back in it goes. Deputy Park."
At my words, she instinctively tensed her lower body to resist the vicious beaded anal toy, but she wasn't in her right mind, and the night's conditioning had sapped her strength. She yielded to my touch, her ass swallowing each bead one by one.
"...Uht. Hiit... Heeeut..."
Starting with the smallest beads, they burrowed deeper. At first, even the tiniest ones popped out rhythmically, but after a night of training, she even engulfed the largest one at the handle. I was proud.
"Whew... good girl. My baby."
Even in her daze, she recognized my voice—her pussy clenched around my cock in response. Awakeners are awakeners, I chuckled, shaking my head as I got up to check for new games.
"...! ...Kkh...!"
As I crossed the living room, each step stimulated her, sending more fluids trickling down her thighs. In contrast, Dang Soso trailed behind, perfectly in sync, wiping up Jisu's traces.
The dainty body in my arms and Soso's wriggling cleanup made my cock throb again, semen bursting out—but ejaculation was routine now. I laughed and kept walking.
If they still bitch after this, I'll respect 'em. For real.
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"Why'd Jisu stay back and you come alone?"
"She's not feeling well, so she went to the hospital. Doc said a few days' rest should fix it."
"That's not the point, you little shit. Why'd she get sick? I gotta fill out her record. Just hand over the diagnosis..."
"..."
I silently passed him the paper. Instructor Park Jongcheol's eyes trembled as he read it, then fixed me with a cold stare.
"Hey."
"Yes?"
"Hoo... forget it. If you two are happy, what can I say?"
Quick on the uptake, he sighed deeply, piecing together our private life. How'd my public image end up like this? My lip jutted out in a pout.
"Anyway, process it as sick leave, bro."
"Yeah, yeah. A 2nd Awakening hunter collapsing from exhaustion? What the hell does it take to end up like this...?"
"Hey, if you're jealous, just say so."
"You cocky bastard, if you weren't so damn talented... tsk."
I might've gone too hard on Park Jisu over the weekend, but recalling how she purred against me like a cat this morning despite her groans—her sick leave felt like a badge of my virility. Plus, her softened attitude was a bonus. For a married guy like Instructor Park Jongcheol, it had to sting.
"Quit nodding like that, you psycho."
"It's nothing."
He spotted my knowing glance and bristled.
"Just prep for class. Got a morning meeting, so I won't be here till afternoon."
I was about to tease him more, but his furrowed brow and sharp tone stopped me. I dropped the playfulness.
"Something up?"
He glanced at me, hesitated, then scratched his head with a sigh.
"Yeah, you're quasi-S-rank, so you should know... Ah, is that why the principal told me first?"
Muttering to himself, he nodded and continued.
"Don't spread it around... A gate blew open in China."
"A gate...?"
"Yeah."
The unexpected news left me speechless, waiting for more.
"China's huge, right? Even during the tournament, they hit stabilizers with terror attacks..."
"Damn... Stabilized yet? Just raid it, reset the device—no biggie, right?"
He snorted and shook his head.
"Wish it were that easy. Why do you think we're freaking out?"
My light mood evaporated; my brows furrowed.
"No way... erosion?"
He nodded silently.
"That's probably what the meeting's about—dispatch stuff."
"...They won't send newbies, right...?"
My suspicion flared; I glared coldly. He scoffed dismissively.
"Even if the principal wanted to, the government's not letting you go. Your value's too high now—public petitions would flood in the second you volunteered. You'll stay mysterious."
His confidence eased me, but a nagging unease made me tilt my head.
"Whether you go or not, it'll be the principal or association president's call... But China's agreeing to a dispatch?"
"Nah?"
"Huh...?"
"If they had any sense, they'd accept help when their land's eroding."
He patted my shoulder reassuringly and left for his meeting. Watching his back, I scratched my head and headed to the classroom.
"'Never say never,' huh..."
Images of unmanaged gates turning areas into literal jungles flashed in my mind, but what could I do? Quasi-S-rank or not, my social standing was that of a rookie. Memories of wielding power freely in the murim world left a bitter taste.
Time to build some real influence here too...
At the academy, I had the principal's backing—what I needed next was the association president I'd met before. Park Jisu's guns, future tech appliances, and trade goods for the prez... My requirements were piling up. Sighing, I quickened my pace to the classroom to vent my growing stress.
To overcome an uncertain future, I needed my own faction, right? In that sense, my classmates waiting eagerly for their TA were the foundation for the future.
Classmate love, Jisu love. You shits.
My motivation to drill them hard until they were useful surged.