#7 Assistant Training Wrap-Up, The Female Teacher Sinks into the Mire (Teacher Seo Eunha - Hypnosis Review, Nude Public Masturbation in Conference Room♥) (3)
I wanted to crawl into a mouse hole and hide. I meant that from the bottom of my heart as I sank deep into the office sofa, letting out heavy sighs.
Fragments of the recent presentation swirled in my head like a buzz. Seo Eunha's demo had gone off without a hitch somehow. We'd shown everything prepared, and Eunha had followed my commands faithfully without any resistance. At least nothing had gone completely off the rails right there, which was a relief—but the real problem came after.
I never imagined I'd completely misunderstood the assignment.
In the game, once a request came in, you'd handle everything from start to finish in one phase and ship it out. That ingrained habit made me assume it was the same here. All I needed to do was introduce the hypnosis and lay the groundwork, but I'd gone and turned her into a near-shippable product.
If that's the case, I didn't need to rush the finishing touches like that.
If I'd taken more time, I could've fine-tuned the sensory transfer process and repeated the language suppression thousands more times to patch the gaps. Rushing like this might've left her personality all crudely tangled. The thought made it hard to breathe.
I could still picture it. Section Chief Park Sea's face had noticeably stiffened as she watched my demo in the conference room, and President Berze had been trembling with barely suppressed emotion.
-What kind of garbage is this?!
-Start over from scratch!
Was I about to hear something like that? The fear gnawed at me.
I probably won't get fired over this, right?
Even in the game, a few failures didn't trigger game over. Especially not at intern tutorial level. Sure, you'd get warning messages or cold reactions from NPCs, but right now, there were no system windows or UI alerts for me.
This wasn't the game, after all. Reactions could be different... Ah, damn it. My thoughts kept spiraling toward the worst.
"Haaaaah..."
"Why the endless sighing? Tired?"
As I melted into the sofa, Kim Alice, the section chief, had snuck up and spoken to me before I knew it.
She looked like she hadn't slept for days, with deep dark circles under her eyes. I'd never seen them fade. Her messy hair and loosely draped white coat gave her a disheveled vibe as she crunched on a lollipop and plopped down next to me.
She offered me one too, but I passed.
"Section Chief Alice... It's been a while, and I couldn't even greet you properly. How was the business trip?"
"Eh, so-so. Not bad."
"Uh, is the review already over?"
"Nah, the president and Park Sea are sticking around to watch more, so I came up first. Nothing worth lingering for on my end. What about Rita?"
"She left already."
Before going, she'd glared at me with murder in her eyes. Considering she'd declared she'd kill me if I harmed the company just recently, it sent chills down my spine for real.
I asked Alice cautiously, "Um, my score..."
"Don't ask. Can't tell you."
Flat refusal. Performance eval scores were confidential—only section chief level and above could access them.
In the game, I could've checked right away.
Suddenly, Alice started chuckling. "Anyway, I saw your handiwork, newbie. Full of guts, huh?"
"...Yeah, yeah, tease away. Go ahead and rip into me more. Sorry for showing you something so awful. For real."
Common sense said producing a shippable product at intern level took at least two months. How crude must my forced one-month rush job have looked? Please, just let me scrape by with a passing grade. That was all I could pray for...
"Oh, by the way, Section Chief Alice. Do you know about Senior Kang Rita's target?"
"Yeah, I handled her inspection. Why, curious?"
"Well... she lives in the same officetel as my target."
"What? Did you run into her or something?"
"Probably?"
The day I'd done the assistant training at Seo Eunha's officetel. The neighbor woman who'd complained about the noise was already under hypnosis. I'd recognized right away that Kang Rita had done it—President Berze had even shown me a photo once.
If I hadn't realized that, I could've just hypnotized her lightly and kept using the room.
The hypnosis on her back then wasn't deep, and Rita's target review came days later. There were clues. If I'd thought deeper, I might've corrected my mistake sooner.
But I hadn't, and here we were. Regret always comes too late... Damn it.
......
Heuk… Heuk…
At the same time, Seo Eunha's ragged voice echoed nonstop through the conference room.
"Ugh... Stop, please stop... Make it stop... No more... Hah...♡♡"
Eunha sat on the table, legs spread, fingers plunging into her pussy. Not frantic motions, but her face was flushed with unbearable pleasure, sighs spilling out endlessly.
It had taken a while, but the basic review was wrapping up. It shouldn't have dragged this long normally—the president had just been curious about a newbie intern's first product.
Section Chief Park Sea subtly relaxed her stiff expression. She already knew about the intern's blunder—at least a week ago.
Today, she'd deliberately kept her face straight to hide it.
Though seeing the result, I was genuinely shocked too.
"What do you think, President? Want to inspect more?"
"......"
"What an idiot. How do you even mix that up... And 30 days to make something shippable? You can tell it's impossible just thinking about it. Even you know that, President."
Berze stayed silent even after Park Sea's words. She finally spoke after more time passed.
"Section Chief Park. You really didn't help him at all?"
"Not a bit. I lent him a one-use yin gate sticker for contraception, that's it. No real assistant training features."
It had some special functions, but nothing helpful for Igyeol, as she'd said.
"No help from you, and he still made her shippable in that time?"
"Right? I watched it unfold and still can't believe it."
Normally, crafting a product took at least four months. About 30 days for investigation and prep. 80 days for main hypnosis and training. 10 days to finish.
It stretched with higher ranks or difficulty, but never shortened. Hypnosis work was that delicate—even for yokai section chiefs with standout skills.
Of course, turning someone into a hypnosis doll in a month is possible. But it'd be unstable or utterly unsellable.
Berze approached the masturbating Eunha and lightly pinched her nipple. Eunha arched instantly, climaxing like a button had been pressed.
"Ahhh... Cumming...♡"
Her body shuddered pleasurably, but her fingers kept their steady pace—no faster, no slower. Maintaining constant speed regardless of state was supposed to be incredibly tough.
"Sensitivity control and orgasm induction hypnosis are perfectly embedded. So stable even post-climax. No need for my follow-up training."
"Details need polishing, but she's client-ready now—no complaints. Lots of time left; add options and up the price?"
"No, the client wants quick delivery, so prioritize shortening the timeline. Just finish meticulously."
"That pushy client from before, huh. Got it."
Park Sea smiled brightly.
"So, President. How'll you score the intern?"
"......I'll think on it."
At least not a bad one.
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Weekend or not, Detective Kwon Jihyun was at the office today too. The empty TF room was littered with useless files.
Most were worthless, but with zero leads on the target, she had to scour even the meaningless scraps.
She'd tailed a potential lead woman recently, but it yielded nothing. Weekend work was to make up for lost time.
Nothing today either, probably.
The 'human trafficking' case she was chasing had shadows in high society everywhere—huge scale. Yet despite many involved, the core remained elusive.
If fruitless probes dragged on, higher-ups wouldn't let it slide. Resources were finite.
Team shrinkage was okay, but disbandment or her removal? Disaster.
"Worrying won't magic up a breakthrough..."
She muttered to the empty room.
………Come to think of it.
The week's surveillance target gave no clues. Instead, another resident popped into mind—one glimpsed by chance during stakeout.
Seo Eunha. Teacher. Same floor.
She checked the officetel resident list again. Not just same floor—next door.
Two encounters, each leaving a weird vibe that made her stare.
"......"
After mulling, Jihyun grabbed her phone.
She didn't want to drag the girl into police business if possible... but she needed help now, or they'd stall forever.