Chapter 24

-----------------------------------------------------------------

Translator: penny

Chapter: 24

Chapter Title: Yujin Needs a Daddy

-----------------------------------------------------------------

Breaking Han Yujin had been a grueling task from the very start.

'Right from our first meeting, the sense of dissonance was off the charts.'

I had no idea why, but she started off with an almost razor-thin margin of discomfort hanging in the air.

She accepted the suggestion that [I am a trustworthy person] in a highly unstable state, brimming with wariness.

Unlike with Officer Lee Na-eun, my mind manipulation ability required slow, repeated implantations of the same suggestion over a long period just to take hold.

'As expected, characters with high scenario importance are on another level.'

The moment we met, I'd confirmed her scenario importance was C+ rank. She was a fairly significant supporting character in this virtual world, you could say.

"What are you thinking about, Teacher?"

"Nothing."

As I pondered her, Han Yujin emerged from the other room, ready for our lesson.

Her modest chest had gradually swelled, now filling out the inside of her white blouse to the brim. If she hadn't unbuttoned a few ahead of time, it might've burst right open.

Catching sight of her body turning irresistibly lewd, I instinctively reached out to touch her thigh—but a cold glare shot back at me.

"...That's not needed for class." She smacked my hand away with a frosty expression.

The suggestion implanted in her was [What happens during class is not lewd].

But it didn't have absolute power and was limited only to her chest.

Probably due to her high scenario influence, she only partially accepted propositions that contradicted her own beliefs.

Han Yujin's innate sense of chastity rejected any toying with parts she considered "extremely sexual."

Except for her breasts.

I'd started her taming from the chest precisely because she herself didn't view her own breasts as particularly sexual.

Originally flat-chested, Han Yujin perceived her breasts as a "not very sexual" part of her body, making this loophole possible.

"Ah, sorry. My hand slipped. My apologies, Student Yujin."

"Hmmm, it really was an accident...?"

She narrowed her eyes and glared at me.

"Of course it was. With tits this fucking perfect right in front of me, how could I touch anything else?"

I stared at her boldly thrusting her chest forward before me.

"Don't try to brush it off with weird compliments like that! You don't even mean it anyway!"

I'd tried to gloss over it relying on the [My sexual harassment is praise] suggestion, but surprisingly, she didn't buy it so easily.

"I mean it. During class, my mind is entirely focused on these ripe melons."

"...Really?"

"Absolutely. Anyway, did you do your homework well, Student Yujin?"

"Of course! Now I can feel it just from my breasts alone!"

She took my hand and placed it on her chest, then gazed at me expectantly, waiting to be touched.

A faint blush colored her cheeks, as if anticipating what was to come.

Her swollen breasts rose and fell with each breath.

Taking the form of a [class], she accepted this contact as perfectly normal.

After observing for a good while, she looked at me like I was weird.

"...? Aren't you going to grope them?"

"Ah, sorry, Student Yujin. I was lost in thought for a second."

"Seriously! You're acting a bit off today, Teacher."

"You said basics are important! If I'm focusing this hard, you should focus too."

She grumbled, furrowing her delicate features.

To soothe her mood, I fiddled with the soft breast filling my palm.

My fingers sank deep into it. The unrealistically squishy mass calmed my mind and body.

"Ngh... how is it? I spread the sensory organs focused on my nipples across my entire breast...♥"

"Oh? So even when you touch my breast, it feels like you're tormenting my nipples?"

"Haa...♥ Yes...♥ Even if you squeeze it tight like this, I've made it feel good...♥"

"Excellent work, Student Yujin."

"It goes beyond reproducing the sensations from my original breasts...♥ Activating even more intense ones...♥ Far more sensitive...♥"

"See? You've got real talent, Student Yujin."

"Haa...♥ Um, then... could you let me cum...?"

"No."

"Nghhh...♥ But teasing me like this without letting me...♥"

"Recall the purpose of the training, Student Yujin."

"I know, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I know. It's training to deform the body and feel sensations in the deformed body, right?"

"And why do I make you hold back your climax?"

"I'm not some elementary kid where you have to spell everything out... Hnggik...♥"

She spat out her complaint with a cheeky expression, but quieted down when I tugged on her protruding nipple.

"Stop... pulling...♥ It'll make me cum...♥"

"Answer me."

"Yes...♥ Even when sensations overload, to maintain composure... training to endure intense stimulation...♥"

"Good, you remember well."

"Then please... let me go...♥ Hngik...♥" She clung to me, pleading.

"It feels so good...♥ Each time it builds in my head...♥ I feel dumber...♥"

"I answered...♥ well...♥ so let Yujin...♥ cum please...♥"

"Hold out for 3 more seconds."

I toyed with her breasts even more fiercely while whispering in her ear.

Struggling to hold back, her sweat-soaked shirt had turned half-transparent.

"Ngh...♥ Just a bit...♥ gentler...♥"

Even enduring those 3 seconds proved tough; Han Yujin bit her lower lip to barely suppress her climax.

"Ngh...♥ I'm... cumming...♥"

"Cum."

"Ngh...♥" At my permission, she let out a hiccup-like sound, then shuddered violently as she climaxed.

"Thank you... for allowing my climax...♥ Hehe...♥"

Watching her cum from her breasts alone, I checked her status window.

'Even twisted this far, and still no changes.'

Despite turning Cadet Han Yujin—a C+ scenario importance figure—into a pervert who cums from her tits, no alert about scenario damage appeared.

It seemed like she needed a more fundamental distortion. Something to warp every event involving her to the point of total upheaval.

I had to exploit her psychological vulnerabilities, make her do things she never would.

Absence of family.

Bullying from those around her.

Lee Na-eun, whom she depended on like a parent.

A dark idea flickered through my mind.

"Yeah... that should ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠do it."

I implanted a new suggestion into her head.

It was consultation time with Teacher Jeong.

For me, who'd only faced scorn at the academy, these sessions were always a joy.

Unlike before, I could now boast about my progress.

Thanks to his training, mana projection felt far more natural. Time to deform my body had shortened, and expansion was now instantaneous.

'If not for Teacher, I never could've done this.'

Chattering away about my day—the pains, the joys—always lightened my heart.

He accepted all my whining, and as the boyfriend of my sister-like Na-eun unnie, whom I saw as a mother...

Now, he felt just like my father.

...No, my father is alive.

But while he's away, maybe I can hope...

Unable to sort my tangled feelings, I leaned on him once more as the session began.

Time flew by as we chatted happily.

"Ah, it's this late already, Teacher. You must be tired."

"Not at all. It was fun. I'll head out first, Yujin. Na-eun said she'd wait in the room."

'He calls Na-eun unnie by her name...'

They seemed quite close already.

No, way past close. He groped my breasts daily and unleashed his beastly lust on unnie.

It was natural for him to vent his desires on unnie's body, but their bond ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠had deepened through the intimacy.

'He could call me Yujin too...'

I whispered softly at his retreating back as he closed the door.

"Daddy..."

Saying it aloud sent a creepy wave of satisfaction through me.

'Am I crazy, Han Yujin?!'

Self-loathing hit me, and I fled to my room.

Soon after Teacher left, lewd sounds started from the next room.

Even under the covers, they faintly reached me.

Times like this, I cursed my Awakener's superior physical senses.

"Unnie looks so happy..."

She muffled her moans out of consideration for me.

"But I can still hear everything..."

I could picture unnie across the wall.

Teacher's thing, glimpsed once before—it was huge even through his pants.

"...Does he put that in here...?"

I slipped fingers between my legs, parting the slit, but it seemed impossible to fit.

"Is Teacher...♥ doing unnie...♥ like this...♥...?"

Rubbing my aroused clit sent dizzying pleasure crashing through my mind.

"Unnie's fault for being so loud...♥"

Matching the rhythm to unnie's moans from beyond the wall, I frantically rubbed.

"Ah...♥ Teacher...♥"

His cock must be thrusting into unnie mercilessly, making those sounds.

Speeding my fingers, unfamiliar pleasure enveloped me, wrinkling the blanket I clutched.

In this new kind of climax, I curled up and came.

"Ah...♥ Daddy...♥"

Huh? Why did I just say daddy...?

And why did I think of Teacher...?

The fleeting doubt dissolved in hazy pleasure.

Lulled by the afterglow, I drifted off to unnie's faint moans as lullaby.

...Dreaming sweetly of being raped by Teacher ♥