Chapter 34
Translator - Zofu
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Professor Julia Lee.
Despite having a name that sounded like she'd swallowed a whole dictionary of foreign words, she was a pure-blooded Korean.
Nevertheless, she was better known by her English name, 'Julia Lee,' than by her Korean name, Lee Chung-hee. This was because, at one point, her name was the first to come up whenever anyone talked about national pride due to her active career overseas.
However, that fame didn't last long.
Titles like 'First Korean,' 'First East Asian,' and 'First Asian' followed her around relentlessly, but she never managed to obtain the most important title: 'World's Best.'
In Korea, if you're not the best in the world, you're quickly forgotten. Julia Lee was promptly overshadowed by the 'World's Best' star who emerged after her and had now returned to Korea, only hearing the title 'Professor' at a university.
"Why would someone like that want to see me?"
Was she thinking of actually entering politics?
No other reason came to mind.
In response to Jeong Se-in's question, the junior who had first approached her spoke.
"Maybe... she needs a letter of recommendation?"
"Letter of recommendation?"
"Yes. I don't know the details either, but I heard the professor still has lingering feelings for 'Swan Lake.' Perhaps she needs a letter of recommendation to participate in that audition...."
"Swan Lake? Are you trying to sound like a dance major or something?"
"Right. Explain it so even non-majors can understand."
The members of the Jeong Se-in family circled the junior and chimed in one by one.
From a distance, it looked like they were bullying the junior.
The poor junior trembled as she explained.
"Uh, well, Swan Lake is a performance held annually by the top ballet company in the UK. It's an incredibly famous and prestigious performance, so it's considered a dream stage for ballerinas."
"But that professor still has regrets about that stage?"
"Yes. I only heard this, but during the professor's prime, she almost made it to the role of the Swan. Unfortunately, it was when political correctness was at its peak, so I heard she lost the spot to a black ballerina."
"Black? There are black ballerinas too?"
"And a black Swan? That's pretty funny, man."
"Ye...ah... Maybe because of that... because of the 'First Black Swan' thing, the professor feels she was unfairly pushed out. So, I think she still has regrets."
"That does seem a bit unfair."
"But what good will telling Se-in about that do?"
"Hmm."
Jeong Se-in looked deep in thought.
Usually, when she heard stories involving professors, she would dismiss them immediately.
But today, for some reason, she was listening carefully to the junior's words. And with a quite serious expression at that.
"...It might be more possible than I thought?"
"Huh?"
At Jeong Se-in's unexpected remark, the other members were also surprised.
"That's our Se-in! Pulling strings all the way to a ballet company on the other side of the world!"
"No, but wouldn't that be a bit difficult?"
"Hey, what do you take Se-in for? If she says it's possible, it's possible!"
"Right. For Se-in sunbae, getting someone into a main role in a ballet company is no problem at all, right? Isn't that so, sunbae?"
In front of the excited members, Jeong Se-in shook her head.
"No, not getting her in. I'm saying a letter of recommendation might be possible."
"A letter of recommendation."
From the beginning, the junior had mentioned that 'she might need a letter of recommendation.'
"That professor is confident in her own skills, right? She probably thinks that with just a letter of recommendation, she can participate in the audition and pass?"
"Yes! If she can just take the audition fairly, she will definitely pass! The professor is a world-class ballerina!"
The kind junior seemed to genuinely respect the professor.
Well, she was, at the very least, someone who had held the 'Best in Asia' position and had slipped just before becoming the world's best. Even if things have gone sour, the foundation is still there.
"Hmm... Then if I do this... and demand that... Hehehe...."
Had she thought of something amusing?
A lewd smile spread across Jeong Se-in's lips.
And the members watching her felt a shiver run down their spines.
"......."
Especially Gwak Jo-young and Yoon Ji-yoon, who were on either side of Jeong Se-in and knew a part of her 'true nature'; they were silently shuddering on the spot.
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"Ahhh~!"
I stretched with all my might.
"Ha! Feels good."
Life is worth living.
Lately, I've been feeling that truth physically.
Just yesterday, I had a wild time with three women, including Jeong Se-in's junior.
Maybe it was the effect of training, but my stamina had improved enough that even a 3-on-1 situation was manageable.
Well, of course, all three of them were lightweights.
Since reuniting with Jeong Se-in, my life has undergone a dramatic change.
Just a few days ago, I was going around shouting things like, "I want to have sex~~!!"
But now, I'm thinking, "Maybe I can take it a bit easier on the sex now?"
Human affairs are truly unpredictable.
"Oh?"
I had slept at Jeong Se-in's place and returned home early in the morning, and there was a familiar butt loitering in front of someone else's house.
"Well, look who it is! Isn't it Mi-ryeong sunbae?"
"Eek!"
I thought she might be looking for something she dropped, but sunbae jumped as if she'd been caught stealing.
"Huh? Why are you so surprised? Got a guilty conscience?"
"N-no, it's not that! You just startled me by talking suddenly!"
Oho. Sunbae is still the same. Her body is still just as lewd, too.
Anyway, before, I would have thought, "I should tease her!" but now, even seeing Mi-ryeong sunbae didn't stir any thoughts in me.
Was it because I'd had my fill? My heart was as calm as the surface of a still lake.
"But what brings you to my place? I thought things were going well with your boyfriend?"
"Y-you're one to talk! You've been unusually quiet lately! Hahang, I guess things didn't work out with that friend?"
That friend... surely she doesn't mean Jeong Se-in?
"Tsk tsk. Why such a disappointing thing to say? I just came from sleeping at Se-in's place today. Thanks to that, my lower back is quite sore."
"I... see..."
As I spoke while rubbing my lower back, sunbae muttered something, seeming disappointed. It seemed she was dissatisfied that I was still getting along well with Jeong Se-in.
"So, sunbae, what brings you to my place?"
"D-do I need a reason to just pass by? I live in this villa too. Whether I pass by here or not is my freedom."
"Oh ho?"
I looked her over with a suspicious gaze.
Then, sunbae trembled like a high school girl with stolen cigarettes in her pocket.
"Sunbae, you live on the floor below me."
"...S-so what?"
"But you came all the way upstairs just to loiter? For no reason at all?"
"I-is there a problem?"
"Hehehe...."
I took a step closer to sunbae.
In response, sunbae took a step back.
"Sunbae, just be honest. You came because you missed my dick."
"What!"
That was the only reason sunbae would be loitering in front of my place.
Jeong Se-in's words about her having 'become a prisoner of my dick.'
I had doubted it once, but now I believed it. Because it was something Jeong Se-in had said.
"You! I'm going to report you for sexual harassment!"
Sunbae shouted, her anger flaring up.
Hmm. Maybe the joke was a bit too much.
"Hey, come on. We've done much worse things than this. And that was when sunbae came over to my place."
"Ah!"
At those words, sunbae suddenly exclaimed, as if startled or as if she had remembered something she'd forgotten.
"That photo!"
"Photo?"
"You! You took a picture, didn't you! When I was unconscious!"
"Huh?"
I racked my brain at sunbae's words.
"Ah-ha, that photo. I didn't take that; Jeong Se-in did."
Back then, Jeong Se-in had taken a picture because she said sunbae's unconscious face was funny.
And she used sunbae's phone at that. She never used her own phone or mine to take it.
"Anyway! Don't you know taking pictures of someone sleeping naked is a crime? Delete it right now!"
"Sunbae. No matter how I am, I don't commit crimes. And I don't have any photos like that. Jeong Se-in only took it as a joke on your phone; she didn't take it on hers."
"H-how can I believe that? I don't believe it! No, I can't believe it!"
"What can you do if you don't believe me? Do you want to check my phone?"
I held out my phone to sunbae.
It was an old smartphone I'd been using since my army days until after I was discharged.
"......."
But sunbae didn't seem particularly interested in my phone.
Instead, she spoke in a slightly calmer voice.
"...I get it. You're saying you've deleted all the photos on your phone, right?"
"Huh? I told you I never took any in the first place?"
"No. I know all about your cheap tricks. You saved it on the cloud, right? So you can spread it anytime if I try to report you."
"Cloud? What's that?"
"Playing dumb is useless. You'd better just tell me what you want."
"What I want? I just want to go inside and sleep. I'm tired from staying up all night last night. Hwaam."
I passed by sunbae and opened my front door.
"Well then, goodbye, sunbae. I'm going to sleep."
I said goodbye and closed the door.
"Eh?"
But what was this?
Hadn't sunbae followed me inside my apartment?
"I... I'm not leaving until you delete the photos."
"No, like I said, there are no photos..."
I was about to say there were no such photos, but then I realized.
What sunbae wanted wasn't really the photos.
"...Sunbae. Your original purpose for coming here wasn't about the photos either. You'd practically forgotten about them until I mentioned them, so it couldn't have been that important."
"N-no, that's not true? I've been worried about it the whole time!"
"Hmmm."
I stared intently at sunbae.
Then, sunbae, as if avoiding my gaze, took off her shoes and quickly stepped inside the entrance.
"Fine. I'll do what you want."
"No."
"But you have to delete the photos. You absolutely have to! It's no use trying to change your mind and do it later!"
And right in front of me, sunbae began unbuttoning her clothes.
...No way.
Is she serious?
Had sunbae really become a prisoner of my dick?