Chapter 4
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 4
Chapter Title: Exhibitionist Repeater Student Ryu Sia (Part 1)
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"Ryu Sia, you like being the center of attention."
"Yes.... That's right..."
Still writhing in the afterglow of her climax, she absorbed the information I fed her without any resistance. Like clay soaked full of moisture, she was in a pliable state I could twist and shape with my touch.
Before she could regain her senses, I decided to implant one more new sexual kink in her.
Weave together her pride in her looks, her urge to show off, the thrill of being admired.
"When others' eyes focus on you, it's proof that you're standing out."
"Gaze.... Proof....?"
Ryu Sia spoke to me with a dazed expression.
"You are a shining star, and drawing others' interest is something pleasurable."
"Me... shining... interest... pleasurable..."
Like a cheap stuffed toy parroting a recording, she repeated my words exactly.
I amplified her memories from her trainee days, when she'd been the center of attention. Back then, everything had felt like it was going perfectly, and she'd basked in an overwhelming sense of superiority over everyone around her.
I adjusted her to relive those positive emotions once more.
Now was the time for a little twist.
"The lewder others' gazes feel, the better it makes you feel."
"Ung....?"
She furrowed her brow in puzzlement. The sense of wrongness spiked rapidly, a sign she was on the verge of snapping out of the hypnosis.
If she hadn't been sexually aroused, she'd have felt a massive wave of discomfort and woken up ages ago.
But after repeated climaxes, her normal judgment was shot, so even this somewhat forceful suggestion only triggered a fleeting moment of unease.
"Hmm, hmmm." Tilting her head, she settled back into a stable trance.
"It's proof they find my body attractive, and that makes me happy."
Observing her condition, I pressed on with the suggestions.
"Is that so...? I'm not sure..."
She still sounded doubtful.
I started teasing her breasts, still flushed and swollen red. Circling in from the outer edges, gradually closing in on her nipples.
But I avoided directly stimulating the nipples that had begun to perk up so cutely. I kept the pleasure from her chest hovering at a frustrating, unsatisfying level.
"Ah.... Hng..."
A dissatisfied moan escaped her, but I kept at it silently.
"Even just a few gazes make you feel lewd, like some invisible hand caressing you."
"Hng... Haa...."
I focused on linking the sensations she was feeling right now to the idea of being watched. Gazes feel good—really good—but something's missing.
"Feeling that someone else got hard because of your body makes you feel even better."
I went for her most sensitive spot, the very tip of her nipple. Despite their size, her breasts had unusually keen sensitivity, delighting their owner.
"Hik...♥ Haa...♥ Hng...♥"
"Knowing you got someone else erect by turning them on fills you with superiority."
I tied her innate exhibitionist streak and craving for validation straight to her sexual desires.
"You get a lewd thrill from being the center of attention."
I quizzed her to check if the suggestion had taken root.
"Ung...♥ Yes...♥ Feels like it...♥"
There was no trace of her earlier hesitation or discomfort in her obedient reply.
'Looks about done.' I clapped twice, slowly bringing her out of the trance.
[Clothing and Other Changes Restored]
To avoid any discomfort, making her forget most of the session was simple enough.
A few tweaks to the code on her learning device, and the memories would lodge only in her deep subconscious.
'Some real shady sales tactic.'
The learning aid's code preserved free trial memories without deleting them—and Jung Jin-hyuk was putting it to very good use.
"...Sia student? Ryu Sia student?"
It felt like a long, blissful dream. All I remembered was how enjoyable it had been. The rest was a blur.
Aren't most dreams like that? Even the vivid ones leave just fragments upon waking.
You could have wild, colorful adventures in the dream world, but wake up and it's all gone like soap bubbles.
Today's dream boiled down to one searing emotion in my mind: joy. Immense joy.
Waves of colossal pleasure crashing over my body again and again. I couldn't recall the details—no matter how hard I tried—but it had definitely been fun.
And that faint heat returned. Not outright hot, more like breathing in a stuffy, heated room. This weird, euphoric warmth hit every time the program ended.
"Yawn... Already over? Teacher?"
"Yep, you dozed off nice and easy again today."
The counseling AI, J, flashed a bright smile at me.
Someone—no, some program—I could trust. So lifelike it sometimes made me wonder if it was human, but it was always there no matter when I dropped by, so AI it was.
That reliability brought an odd comfort. Teacher would always be there for me, anytime.
"Ugh, did I oversleep again? Grades are good and all, but I could push harder."
My body felt so light it sparked anxiety.
What if everyone else surged ahead while I lounged?
"Rest is part of learning too, Sia student. Better the rest, better the results."
And you're already doing great, she added, reassuring me like always.
"How about easing up a bit? Push too hard, and burnout hits."
"Burnout?"
"Sure. Grind through joyless days on repeat, and you burn out fast."
"Watch some YouTube, browse clothes or movies you've been eyeing, grab that food craving... Head out, have fun, recharge fully. Not a bad idea?"
Strictly speaking, joyless wasn't quite right. My daily frenzied masturbation sessions to become Master's perfect slave blew off plenty of stress.
But teacher's suggestion sounded pretty good. Maybe hit the town like she said.
Above all, teacher wouldn't steer me wrong.
"Rest when you can, so you can go full throttle when it counts, Sia student."
"Sigh, yeah...?"
I leaned toward it. Yeah, time for a break. I've crushed it so far.
"Alright, see you later?"
I grinned and took her advice.
The thought of heading out after so long had my heart racing from the outfit-picking stage.
Planned to catch a movie at the mall nearby. Casual. But a rare outing meant dressing cute.
'Might run into someone I know.'
Trying on outfits in front of the full-length mirror, one caught my eye.
"This.... Too slutty, right?"
A sheer beige crop top. One she'd always shied from because of her big chest. Usually ignored, shoved in the closet corner.
"Hmm... Summer and all, but... way too revealing..."
Arms, chest, belly all faintly visible. Provocative.
The lining clung tight—if worn, it'd highlight her huge bust against her slim waist.
"No way, bra would show right through. Too slutty..."
Most of her lingerie was black, so it'd stand out.
But today, weirdly, I craved this top. She rarely wore body-hugging stuff, but hey, special occasion?
Being noticed by everyone felt good. Their stares promised a naughty thrill.
...Have I always liked showing off?
Usually she went baggy to dodge looks.
A flicker of doubt, but people change. Nothing weird.
As she agonized, a wild idea flashed—something she'd never normally consider.
"...What if I skip it?"
Ditch the black bra? Then it'd look like a normal beige top, not see-through.
Breasts might bounce noticeably, but her nipples stayed tame at rest.
Cold weather might make them poke out, but it was warm—no issue.
She piled on self-rationalizing excuses, but they rang hollow logically.
The emotional pull to wear it—the thrill of possible exposure. Unaware of her own budding exhibitionism, she kept deceiving herself with flimsy justifications.
"Hmm, mask on too, so even if busted...♥"
'Everyone sees right through.'
The self-sabotaging fantasy sent a hot thrill surging through her chest.
The rush, the high of wearing it—it scorched her brain.
'Might... bump into someone I know...♥'
Same thought, twisted emotion now.
Even a secret thrill at the ruinous outcome...
Ryu Sia gave herself a final once-over. Mirror showed a model vibe. Her fair skin glowed healthy, the short beige top hitting just right to peek her navel.
Skinny black pants hugged her long legs, flaunting perfect proportions. Solid, safe look.
Except for that one hidden secret.
'Under bright lights... might show tons...♥'
Every risky thought made her heart pound—she soothed it, buzzing with excitement as she headed to the mall.
"...Hmm...♥ Feels like this...♥"
The breeze grazing her chest hit different today. Liberation... and a hint of lewdness.
She tamped down her heating body and stepped out toward the mall.
Unconsciously yearning for something she didn't yet understand...