The Masochist's First High
“Hello!”
“...Huh.”
“Hello! Jin Seong-ah Hunter!”
“......Yeah.”
“Have you eaten? If not, want to grab something together?”
“...I ate.”
Yuseong Guild. One of the top guilds you could count on one hand in Korea, and in fact, the very first guild established in the country. Started by just two hunters—S-rank Shin Ji-hye and D-rank me, Yoo Sung—this place had ballooned into a massive organization with over a thousand hunters.
The hunter world was pure meritocracy. Jin Seong-ah was practically the baby of Yuseong Guild's massive roster, but her skills were rated just a step below Guild Master Shin Ji-hye's, so every hunter treated her with deference bordering on fear.
Why the hell are there so many people today...?
On any other day, Jin Seong-ah would have played nice, but not today. Her abdomen was still throbbing from the beating Yoo Sung had given her.
Has he lost his mind? Using mana to punch me for real...?
Any normal woman would be dead. No, his office would’ve been a bloodbath. The fact it ended with mere bruises—even without her using mana—was because her body was tougher than anyone could imagine.
How bad is it?
She'd caught a glimpse in Yoo Sung's office earlier, but her head had been too foggy to really check. Dodging the hunters who kept crossing her path, Jin Seong-ah headed for the elevator.
41st floor. In the 50-story Yuseong Guild building, this entire floor was assigned solely to her.
“......Hunter.”
I piss him off a little and he beats the shit out of me? What kind of senior does that...?
“......Hunter-nim.”
I call him 'senior' every damn time. Even hunters my age can't talk down to me...?
“......Jin Seong-ah Hunter-nim?”
Is he insane? If I'd swung back without thinking...?
“Jin Seong-ah Hunter-nim.”
“Huh?”
BAM!
A voice calling her name. She twisted in shock, planting her foot—and with a deafening crash, the elevator grinding upward came to a halt.
“J-J-Jin Seong-ah Hunter-nim...?”
Beep. Beep. Beep.
The panel flashed [Inspection], and after a long pause, the elevator lurched back into motion. Jin Seong-ah looked down to see the floor dented under her heel and lifted her head.
“...Ah, sorry. I got startled.”
“S-S-Sorry! Y-You looked hurt, so... Are you okay?”
Hurt? Me? The great Jin Seong-ah? Looking hurt?
...It hurts.
The slightest movement sent pain shooting through her. Like someone yanking her guts by hand. It was the first pain she'd felt since becoming a hunter.
...And it was so damn stimulating.
Addictively so.
“......I'm fine.”
-Ding.
The dented elevator stopped. 32nd floor. The general hunters' offices.
“Sorry. I-I'll get off here first.”
“...Yeah. My bad.”
The hunter who'd spoken bolted out without looking back. Jin Seong-ah mashed the close button.
-Ding.
The doors opened at the 41st floor, and she stumbled out like she was fleeing a pursuer.
“Haa... haaa...”
The door unlocked with her biometrics. She slipped inside what was basically her bedroom—office in name only. Stuffed with dolls and merch of a black cat-eared character, everything else drowned in pink.
She slumped onto the bed, pink bedding matching the room.
“Ah...”
Lifting her top, she exposed her stomach to the mirror. Hunters didn't bruise easily, but it was black-and-blue. The last hit had left the biggest mark. Recovery was fast for hunters, but this would linger a week.
Throb!
Pressing the bruise lightly made her vision go white with pain. And at the same time...
“Hyak...!?”
A mysterious sensation welled up from below her stomach. Her spine chilled as she pressed harder.
“Aheeek!?”
Electric pain stabbed through her. Her thighs clenched involuntarily. Her hand on the blanket gripped the bedsheet like she’d rip it.
“Wh-what the hell is this...?”
She didn’t know. Truly didn’t. But she wanted to touch it again. Trembling, Jin Seong-ah pressed the bruised spot firmly.
“......Ah.”
A voiceless moan leaked from her open throat. The jolt racing up her spine was overwhelming—like being swept away by a massive wave, helpless.
“......Heeek!!”
For the first time in her life, Jin Seong-ah climaxed.
“Haa, haa, haaa...”
The mark Yoo Sung had left on her. Proof of his one-sided violence and beating.
“Why... couldn’t I resist...?”
Yoo Sung was D-rank. Non-combat ability, so effectively E-rank. She could’ve swept away thousands like him. One punch from her could’ve shattered bones.
The guild master was close to him, so she wouldn’t kill... but she could’ve subdued him easy.
Even when he’d hoisted her up like a slab of meat by both wrists...
Just one kick.
“Why... didn’t it even cross my mind...?”
She hadn’t even thought to fight back. Just took it like butchered pork.
“Ah...”
Recalling it, Jin Seong-ah squeezed her eyes shut. Passing out from the humiliating beating, waking to another... tossed to the floor like trash, then slamming her head begging forgiveness...
All of it felt wrong. Not her head deciding—her body just moved on its own.
“Why...?”
No answers came, no matter how she racked her brain. Bundled in the blanket, lost in thought, her gaze drifted to her still-throbbing stomach.
Maybe connected to that sensation. The one that blanks my mind... that electric jolt...
“He’s just a D-rank senior... so match it to D-rank power...”
She clenched her fist, channeling mana. Precisely D-rank level.
She brought it to the blue bruise below her navel.
“Huaa...”
She knew what this spot was. No experience, but sex ed covered it. The uterus—the most vital female organ.
She knew not to hit there with mana.
......But.
Like she'd swallowed seawater and thirsted for more, she craved that jolt again.
“Just once...”
To figure it out, solve it.
Jin Seong-ah let her fist drop lightly onto her stomach.
-Thud!
Full force, she punched herself.
“Hugik?! Hyuk...?! Hurguk...!!”
As unbearable pleasure flooded her, her lower body soaking wet, her eyes rolled back. Her first uterine orgasm—unbeknownst to her.
# After sending Jin Seong-ah off, I hit the company cafeteria like nothing happened and grabbed some food.
No sign of her. Makes sense for an S-rank—why eat here? At that level, they’re barely human; they can go without food or water no problem. Shin Ji-hye’s coffee addiction is just habit; caffeine doesn’t really wake her up anymore.
“...Fuck.”
Crunch.
I bought a cookie from the sandwich shop and savored a smoke. Tastes better since it’s on my dime.
“......The others.”
The company rooftop garden. Open to everyone, I stood there with a cig in my mouth, deep in thought.
“Maybe... need a different approach?”
Yuseong Guild’s mad dog, Shin Ji-hye. Choked her on a gluck-gluck and snatched her card.
Jin Seong-ah, the saint and destroyer. Punched her lights out and made her cum like a dog.
“......”
Seriously, I might end up dead with no one the wiser. Shin Ji-hye’s fine—we go way back. But Jin Seong-ah? Different story. One wrong move, her eyes roll back, she counters, and I’m toast.
“...Hoo.”
Could my body even handle doing that to the other ten—no, eight? All S-ranks? They could kill me with a flick.
“......”
But I gotta work or I’m fired.
“First, meet one by one.”
They might refuse guiding. People don’t open their hearts easy. I’m no pro guide, and till recently I was grinding gates with them. Hunter world’s merit-based, sure, but Korea’s seniority culture runs deep—even S-ranks might find me intimidating.
If even one or two bail, that’s less pressure.
Best case: Jin Seong-ah hasn’t clocked her desires yet, pretends today didn’t happen, and the other eight refuse me. Then I just manage Shin Ji-hye, keep the guide title, and shift roles like she said.
Perfect.
I stubbed the cig in the rooftop ashtray and circulated my mana. Smoke smell vanished instantly.
-Ding.
Elevator chimed cheerily, dropping me to the top floor just below—guild master’s office.
Not here for her.
“Oh? Yoo Sung Hunter? What’s up? Did the guild master call? She’s not in right now...”
“Nah, nothing like that. Uh... Chae-eun-ssi. Can you print the list of our guild’s S-rank hunters?”
“Ah, sure. One sec.”
Lee Chae-eun turned to her monitor with a bright smile.
“Let’s see...”
Her clear eyes clicking the mouse—cute as hell. Wanna fuck her brai—
No, you crazy bastard.
I pinched my thigh. Since awakening, my libido’s been insane. Morning jerk-off wasn’t enough for little Yoo Sung. Routine’s two in the a.m., four after work—but retirement chaos threw it off, making it worse.
“Here you go!”
With her sunny grin, Lee Chae-eun handed me a single sheet.
Yuseong Guild S-Rank Hunter Roster
Shin Ji-hye Note: Guild Master
Baek Seol Note: 1st Hunter Team Leader
Lee Seon-yul Note: R&D Team Leader
Park Ha-neul Note: 2nd Hunter Team Leader
Do Yun-ah Note: 3rd Hunter Team Leader
Kim Hee-jeong Note: Marketing Team Leader
Do Hyun-ah Note: Medical Team Leader
Choi Mi-ra Note: Guide Team Leader
Jin Seong-ah Note: None
Lee Chae-eun Note: S-rank promotion pending
“...Chae-eun-ssi, you’re S-rank?”
“Not yet! Still A-rank!”
“Then why work here? S-ranks usually solo or lead teams...”
“Ah, I’m the guild master’s security chief!”
“......”
That explained why she worked the top floor, unlike other secretaries. Looking at this list hit me—I’d been clueless about guild shit.
Founding member, my ass. ...Nah, Shin Ji-hye’s fault. She denied D-rank me access to intel.
This fucking bitch.
Getting pissed again. Gonna wreck her after work.
“Uh, Chae-eun-ssi. You know what I do, right?”
“Yes! Heard you’re guiding now!”
“Need guiding? You seem so bright and positive, but just in case.”
“Me? I’m good! Hehe.”
“Got it. Still, if you ever need it—work stuff anyway. Hit me up easy. I’m handling all the S-ranks.”
“Yes! Yoo Sung Hunter! Come by anytime!”
“Cool.”
I waved to Lee Chae-eun and hopped back in the elevator.
“First...”
Fingering the paper, I scanned the list again.
Shin Ji-hye: Done.
Jin Seong-ah: Probably done.
Lee Chae-eun: Done.
“Hmm...”
Eyes on the floor guide. 40th to 49th: S-rank exclusive floors. Basically lounges.
Closest one...
“Lee Seon-yul.”
R&D on 39. I hit the button.