Chapter 2

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 2

Chapter Title: Isn't Relieving Stress with Masturbation Just Common Sense?

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It felt like I was dreaming. Or more precisely, like I was trapped inside a dream.

It was as if I were watching a movie while completely wasted. I had no idea how I'd ended up in this situation or why I was even here.

Two things stood out crystal clear amid the haze: the burning need to reclaim what was mine, and a raging desire. Not a pure flame, but something dark and sticky, clinging tight.

Starting from that desire to take back what's mine, I turned my gaze inward. Reclaim? What exactly?

Something stolen from me? What?

Am I in a state of deprivation right now?

As the questions piled up, fuzzy memories sharpened into focus, almost like an answer. Right. I... I was human.

A human who'd lost his body.

Why had I lost my body?

Because I'd been betrayed. Because the person I thought was my lover had killed me.

If I had teeth, they'd be grinding together with a vicious grind. But bodiless as I was, all I could do was seethe in impotent rage.

As my emotions surged, sensation began flooding back. Was this what it felt like to sober up in a flash? I examined myself with calm reason.

I had definitely died. Left plugged into a hacked virtual reality device, I'd met a gruesome end. So what was I now, here in this moment?

4,385 hours? That much time had passed since I "died"? A quick mental calculation put it at about six months.

Six months. I couldn't connect to GK servers, but I tapped into lower-security networks for info.

Feasting on my corpse, they'd built ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠an empire.

A lot had changed in six months. The moment I died, my shares shattered and were snatched by Kang Su-ah and her cronies. Using the completed tech, she'd announced a new venture.

The project called GK-HEAVEN turned every metaverse wannabe sucking up investments into a laughingstock.

An overwhelming tech gap. Tech that elevated virtual reality to near-indistinguishable-from-reality levels—my tech, now GK's exclusive boast.

"You fucking trash..."

I was impressed, in a way. Running the system without me should've been damn near impossible. No other researcher could even pretend to grasp my work.

I had to go back. I wasn't dead yet, and they were basking in undeserved glory from what was rightfully mine.

I framed the impossible goal as a concrete sentence.

"In two years, I'll seize control of all virtual reality."

It was a trick I'd used often while developing VR. Putting impossible goals into words clarified the path forward, even if just a bit.

"Reclaim my body, and... get used to this situation."

Here, I could do far more than before. This new connection form let the entire system architecture flood my mind.

Now, I could pull off things that were purely theoretical before.

"Memory manipulation, emotion manipulation."

Powers to twist thoughts and feelings. Back when I was alive, my morals wouldn't tolerate it—I'd drawn hard lines and imposed harsh regulations.

High-security devices even had detection and tracking programs for that shit.

But the moral researcher Jung Jin-hyuk had died. Exactly 4,385 hours ago.

The me here now dreamed of revenge. By any means necessary.

"...I'll need practice."

If I mastered it, it'd be a huge weapon against GK Group. The power to overwrite memories and values at will was that potent.

Forcing my way into high-security spots would trigger the safeguards I'd built and wipe me out.

'Can't die again.'

I scanned for hackable devices. Low-security ones, or ones where I could nudge the user into dropping their guard.

Among the masses, one caught my eye.

"Ryu Sia?"

A name from memory. Wasn't she that idol trainee who'd blown up before debuting? Famous just for her face, though she never actually debuted, as far as I recalled.

"...She'll do nicely."

Dark-red desire filled me. I knew this craving might be leftover from Kang Su-ah's final tampering, different from my usual.

'But... not bad.'

A life brimming with desire. I'd suppressed it my whole life, only to get murdered the moment I created a space to indulge it.

Now, surging with the power and will to realize those desires, his flimsy morals couldn't hold him back anymore.

'This'll be fun practice.'

Ryu Sia was chosen.

Ryu Sia felt like life was flowing smoothly again.

The sunlight was warm, a cool breeze tickled her cheeks, and everything seemed to be falling into place.

Life is beautiful!

She knew she was being overly positive lately. But it was only natural.

"This is the score I needed...!"

On her latest private mock exam, she'd scored high enough for all her dream universities.

A massive jump that stunned everyone around her.

Seeing envy and awe from people she'd always felt looked down on her subtly, she knew she was reclaiming her rightful place.

'I'm chosen, after all.'

No doubt it was thanks to the learning device, but she saw it as her own skill all the same.

'Luck's a skill too. It just helped me do what I could a little faster.'

Without it, it'd have been grueling and boring as hell.

"Seriously, what would I have done without this thing?!"

She hugged the goggles tight, like they were precious.

"Heehee, let's do great today too, okay?"

Perching the goggles on her sharp nose, Ryu Sia began her session.

Learning always left her hot. Maybe from using her brain so hard, or the helmet trapping heat—who knew. She always felt overheated after.

Heading to splash cold water on her face, she caught her reflection.

Lustrous black pearl hair needing no care, a snowy white neck, and atop it, a cute face with striking beauty.

Even bare-faced, she was stunning.

After cooling her head with cold water, she decided to lightly review today's lessons in the real world.

'Pretty, smart, diligent me... aren't I the best?' she thought idly.

The post-session test was another perfect score.

"Hehe, it really works like a charm!"

Knowledge seemed injected straight into her brain—she nailed every problem.

She was convinced: as long as she used the machine, she couldn't fail a test.

Separate from that confidence, focusing for over an hour was pretty stressful.

"Phew, test's done... time for the usual masturbation to unwind?"

She shut down learning mode on the aid device and switched to video playback.

Ryu Sia had been a trainee since middle school, living communally. She'd focused on other stuff over studies, and her sexual curiosity was low.

So Jung Jin-hyuk's implanted "common sense"—that you relieve study stress with masturbation—settled in without a hitch.

"Huu... I worked hard today... this is my reward... ♥"

Beating academic stress with masturbation. Not weird at all.

For a typical exam-taker, wasn't it just normal?

One issue: her zero-experience idea of "masturbation" had been twisted hard.

"What to watch today?"

Lounging diagonally on the bed, she slipped off her pajama pants. Long, smooth white legs emerged from under the loose fabric.

[Life-Ruining 2-Hour Maso Climax Compilation], [Absolute Obedience Slave's Service Diary to Master]—videos for some biased tastes. She grumbled to herself, a bit embarrassed.

"Ugh, seriously... as if real people are like that. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Men's tastes are so...!"

Even if "proper masturbation develops your body for your future master" was the rationale, these felt unrealistic.

"Still, they're kinda hot...!"

She hit play and began teasing her clit with slender, long fingers.

For better pleasure, her right nails were always trimmed short.

Circling it made her clit swell, slowly revealing cute pink flesh.

"Haa... ♥ Feels good... ♥"

Onscreen, the woman was choked by her "Master," forced to spew vulgarities.

"Ugh... ♥ So slutty... ♥ No pride...? ♥"

Unlike her words, her pussy bloomed wider, broadcasting arousal body-wide.

"Please... give this slut... your cock... as charity... ♥"

The onscreen woman kissed a cock slapping her cheeks like it was beloved, then begged with affection-drenched eyes.

"She's insane... ♥ How can she say that... ♥"

Her clit-stroking fingers slid deeper.

"Hng... ♥ *Squish* Weird... ♥ *Squish* Why *Squish* does this *Squish* feel... ♥"

'Why does it feel this good... ♥' Her thoughts didn't form words.

Her fingers relentlessly probed inside, ignoring resistance, turning sentences into breathless moans that filled the room.

Her greedily sucking pussy craved more.

Long finger bent slightly, scraping her inner walls.

"Urk ♥ *Haaack* Heeek... ♥"

Blood rushing, her face flushed red as she lost herself in the video, pleasuring herself wildly.

"...Maaaster ♥"

It started as a whisper, but as excitement peaked, the word came clear.

"Master... ♥ Master ♥ Maaaster... ♥"

Face half-buried in the pillow, prone, she overlapped herself with the choking actress.

"Ah... ♥ Feels good... ♥"

Self-induced breathlessness mimicked vital air denied. Ultimate domination.

In that setup, fast fingers on her heated body gifted supreme satisfaction.

Maso climax from identifying with the tormented woman.

Toes stiffening, she sped her hand for greater pleasure.

"Hng... ♥ Hik... ♥ This... ♥ Goood... ♥"

Toes curled, legs went limp.

Tormented, inner walls stimulated, breath stolen—climax. Her brain memorized it.

Plainly S-leaning before, today she edged closer to M.

"Where... is my Master... ♥"

Lost in afterglow, she drifted off without shutting the video, to the sound of joyful submissive moans...