Chapter 132
Translator: penny
Chapter: 132
Chapter Title: The New Technology Proves Useful!
Isihoon was currently perplexed.
He had been waiting outside the room for a moment when Rubelt called him back inside.
And then he heard something utterly shocking.
"What?! You're going to show me what you do!?"
"Yeah. So you can do it skillfully with Yesl!"
"N-No! I appreciate the thought, but I'm good! I don't want to watch my friend go at it! More importantly, is it okay for me to see Yume and Rize naked!?"
"Huh? What are you talking about? There's no way I'd show you Yume and Rize naked."
"What?"
"Yeah?"
"Isn't that right?"
Rubelt's words left not only Isihoon, but Yume and Rize tilting their heads as they stared at him.
"What? Did you really think all three of us would do it right in front of Isihoon?"
"Wasn't that it?"
"I... I thought so too."
"Ah... Looks like I led you all into a misunderstanding. Even I wouldn't go that far."
"Then what exactly do you mean by 'showing'..."
"Model movements."
"Model... movements?"
"Well, just hang tight for now. The equipment will be here soon."
"Equipment?"
"Young Master! I brought it!"
Right at that moment, Hubunkun wheeled a cart into the room.
"Who are you!?"
"Oh, hello there. I'm Furuta Yoichi! To the Young Master, I'm known by the nickname Hubunkun—a mere researcher!"
"Perfect timing, Hubunkun!"
"He actually calls you that?"
"If the Young Master summons me! Be it mountain, sea, or cliff! This Furuta Yoichi will come running! Behold! Young Master! The special sex training set for your friend!!"
Hubunkun crisply gestured to the contents of the cart he'd brought in.
"What... is this?"
Isihoon peered into the cart and tilted his head again.
"A lesson just for you, Isihoon! The sex training set!"
Inside were what looked like a helmet and a model torso shaped like a woman's body.
"Rubelt, don't tell me this is..."
"An ultra-high-performance, stimulus-linked torso onahole for your sex lessons."
"Tell him the name! It's Hitomi-chan, size 3."
"What are you trying to make me do!?"
Caught in this chain of bewildering situations, Isihoon couldn't help raising his voice at Rubelt.
"Just give it a try~."
Rubelt immediately slipped the helmet onto Isihoon's head.
"It's pitch black. Can't see a thing."
"Hubunkun! Activate it!"
"Switch on!"
Click! With the sound of the button being pressed, Isihoon's vision lit up.
"Huh? What is it? Rubelt, right?"
"That's me."
What appeared in Isihoon's eyes was a giant black stick-figure silhouette.
Not just Rubelt—even Rize and Yume standing behind him looked like stick figures.
Hubunkun alone appeared as a chubby stick figure.
But the surrounding background was perfectly clear.
"Isihoon, take a look at the onahole like that."
"The onahole? Ack!?"
Isihoon turned his head toward the onahole and recoiled in shock.
"Yesl!?"
Because atop the headless torso was Kim Yesl's face.
"It's definitely working! Phew! I was so nervous rushing the data input, but it turned out fine!"
"Ru-Rubelt! What the hell is this!? Why is Yesl...!"
"Relax. It's just a video that shows up when you wear the helmet—like AR."
"AR..."
"Might as well make it something that really gets you going, right?"
"A limbless Yesl isn't exactly turning me on..."
"You'll get used to it. Oh, and it has voice synthesis too, so it'll moan in Yesl's voice based on your movements. Right from the helmet speakers."
"It's ridiculously high-spec!"
"Young Master! The manual's right here!"
"Thanks, Hubunkun."
"For you, Young Master? This is nothing!"
"Alright then, Isihoon! Let's get started! We'll keep ourselves entertained, so you focus on your sex lesson!"
"With this... Do I even need to be here? I appreciate it, but couldn't I just do this alone in another room? If I hear your moans, there's no way I can concentrate."
Still, Isihoon couldn't bring himself to outright refuse Rubelt's efforts in preparing such high-end gear for him.
"Don't worry about that! It's got noise cancellation built in! And you need to be in this room anyway, so just go ahead!"
"No, that's not the problem! Just sharing the same space is distracting! Even if you're all stick figures right now!"
"Really? Hmm... Guess there's no helping it. Yume and Rize were kind enough to agree, though."
"The permission you imagined and what we imagined had totally different premises, Young Master."
"Haha..."
Rubelt didn't push things further in the face of Isihoon's clear reluctance.
"Can't be helped, then. Hubunkun, got a motion capture camera handy?"
"Prepared for exactly this!"
Hubunkun pulled a camera from the corner of the cart.
"It captures and records human movements directly! Just point and shoot—no need for body sensors!"
"Then we'll film some reference motions for you to study later... You head to the room next door, Isihoon."
"Haa... Yeah. That'll do."
Isihoon felt relieved at least that they wouldn't be in the same space.
"Isihoon sir! Let me walk you to the room! I'll help carry the gear!"
"Sure. Thanks, Mr. Furuta..."
Isihoon left the room with Furuta Yoichi.
Watching Isihoon head out with Hubunkun, Rubelt stroked his chin.
"Real-time capture of model movements right next door would've been even more helpful."
"Young Master, your intentions were good, but it was way too intense a stimulus for Isihoon."
"Y-Yeah. Can't force it if he's that creeped out... Actually, I'm kinda relieved myself."
Now that he heard it from the two of them, it made perfect sense.
My women watching each other have sex was fine, but even with the helmet so he technically couldn't see, having his friend right there would feel off-putting.
'Guess while happily plotting all sorts of ways to train Lukuchiana and Kim Hee-jin with Hubunkun, my own tolerance level crept up without me noticing.'
This was something to reflect on.
He pulled Yume and Rize, who were right beside him, into a hug.
"Sorry, Yume, Rize. Thinking about it now, that was too much to ask of you. I'll be more careful next time."
People make mistakes sometimes.
What matters is recognizing them and fixing it.
"I'm fine with it."
"I'm okay too, Rubelt! We haven't even done anything yet, right?"
These women weren't just willing to go along with my requests—they even accepted my apology like this. He felt a fresh wave of happiness.
"To make up for it, whatever play you two want today, I'll do it! What'll it be first?"
"Anything with you is fine by me, Young Master."
"Me too! But... today, a little rougher... if you could."
"Leave it to me!"
And so, infusing it with the meaning of his apology, he loved them both more fiercely than usual.
According to Hubunkun's later report, Isihoon had spent about two hours in the other room doing his sex lesson with the latest onahole before taking the gear home.
The next day.
"So, how was it? The lesson loaded with all that cutting-edge tech?"
He asked Isihoon for his thoughts.
Of course, in a secluded spot away from the women.
"Rubelt..."
"Yeah?"
"What was that thing? It was... insanely beyond anything I could've imagined."
Isihoon reacted with pure astonishment, beyond mere embarrassment or awkwardness.
"Like how?"
"It was warm... so soft."
"That's the latest onahole for you—perfectly maintains body temperature and replicates texture. Durability's no issue either!"
"It even taught me techniques for fondling breasts... complete with moans."
"That's what it's for—lessons."
"And somehow! Ah, the relief! It felt way too good!"
"Onaholes are made to feel that good."
"But the moans were so realistic!?"
"State-of-the-art voice synthesis."
"Modern tech is incredible... It even scolded me for shaking it too hard."
"Lessons are calibrated to a first-time girl's standards, naturally."
At the very least, it seemed to prevent Isihoon from getting overexcited and going too rough on his first time.
"So, Isihoon."
He clapped a hand on Isihoon's shoulder with a sly grin.
"Gonna be a big help, right?"
At the question, Isihoon's ears turned beet red as he nodded.
"Y-Yeah..."
"Glad to hear it."
"But how long am I supposed to use it? Uh, when do I return it?"
"Keep it. I got it for you."
"What!? That thing looks super expensive!"
"That's pocket change to me."
For your smooth first time, Isihoon!
Friendships are to be cherished.
"No, the helmet's one thing, but that torso! Hiding it's a nightmare! It's huge! I was on pins and needles just taking it home!"
Ah, right—that problem.
"Isihoon."
"Yeah!"
Isihoon looked at him with eyes full of expectation, sure some clever solution was coming.
"You'll figure it out. Hide it well. It'll be fine—parents these days are pretty open-minded and understanding about their kids."
"Rubelt!?"
"Or just stash it in your Hepai."
"In the Hepai...!"
"You didn't put it in the Hepai on the way back? So how'd you carry it?"
"Mr. Furuta prepared a cardboard box right before I left."
Hubunkun really had a knack for this stuff.
"Well, yeah, that'd keep it hidden... But is it okay to put it in the Hepai? It's meant for hunter gear..."
"Isihoon, it's all about how you use the tools."
"...Yeah."
Seemed like Isihoon had settled on a way to hide the onahole.
After wrapping up their chat, they returned to the classroom, where Aikawa Anastasia approached him.
"Rubelt-nim!"
"What's up?"
"Today! Do you have time!?"
Seeing the two of them looking a bit tense, he got the sense right away.
Aikawa Anastasia's moment to become his women had finally arrived.