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Kang Su-ho kicked off the blanket and shot up from the bed.
"Aaargh!"
He rubbed his stiff eyes and checked the clock on the desk.
Shit... it's already six.
He'd been waiting for his sister to come back so he could ask for advice under the guise of talking about a friend. But she hadn't returned past midnight. He'd given up and lain down, but sleep refused to come. Wouldn't. Come. He'd ended up pulling an all-nighter. Every time he closed his eyes, Ann's face appeared, driving him insane.
Why is she so late!
His imagination ran wild with anxiety — who was she meeting that kept her out this long? His heart was pounding again.
Ring— Ring—Hk!
A call at this hour...
The buzzing smartphone, face-down on the table, looked ominous.
Gulp.
With trembling hands, he flipped it over. An unknown number appeared on the screen.
Phew...
At least it wasn't Ann. He hesitated for a moment, then reached out.
Click.
"...Hello?"
— Excuse me. This is Seoul Cadet Academy Affiliated Hospital.
Hospital. Anxiety surged violently. His voice trembled, fragile and thin.
"Y-yes...?"
— Miss Ann has been admitted, and I was wondering... are you her boyfriend?
What a horrible thing to say. He glared, eyes wide, and snapped back.
"What?! Absolutely not!"
— Oh my...! I apologize. It's just that in her contacts, your name was saved as 'My Slave ♥' so...
His spine went cold.
Slave?
Fresh anger simmered, but he was dying of curiosity about why they'd called.
"W-wait! What happened? Is Ann admitted there? Why? Why?!"
— Ah... she is admitted, but... what is your relationship to her? I can't just give out information carelessly.
"...We're fellow academy cadets."
The nurse's voice hesitated, sounding troubled.
— That alone is a bit...
"I'm an academy cadet. It's all going to come out anyway if you look into it a little. Can't you just tell me?"
After a brief silence, the nurse sighed and continued.
— Haa... please don't say I told you. Miss Ann's memory isn't intact. I called because I thought you might be her boyfriend.
"What... did you say? Her memory...?"
Suddenly, the divine energy that had seeped into Ann's head flashed through his mind.
The corner of his mouth curled up on its own.
As expected, heaven was on my side.
"P-please, tell me exactly what's going on! Give me more details!"
—...Strangely, her memories from the past few months have disappeared. It'd be better if you came to see for yourself. Sorry for calling so early.
"Haha... hahaha...!"
A miracle. He couldn't stop laughing. He rolled around on the floor of his dark, early-morning room, clutching his stomach.
"BWAHAHAHAHA!!"
Things were working out this well. He really felt like the gods were watching over him.
"Kheh..."
He wiped the corner of his eye where a tear had escaped and got up. Stroking his now-calm chest, he started thinking.
I think that energy was probably the reason...
For a moment, he suspected it might have been some sinister force, but the warm and gentle feeling he'd sensed didn't seem evil. And since everything had worked out well in the end, he was even more convinced.
It felt like holy power though...
After pondering for a bit, he called his mom.
"Mom?"
— Oh my, what's my son calling for? Did you eat?
"I just woke up, so I haven't eaten yet. It's still early morning here."
— Ah, it's six there...? Why are you up so early?
"I just happened to wake up. Hey, Mom, do you remember taking me to the temple when I was little?"
— Of course I do. You received plenty of blessings to grow up healthy. Thanks to that, my son turned out great!
"Haha... thank you. But what god's temple was it? I suddenly got curious."
— Hmm... I think it was the temple of the goddess Freyja... Probably the goddess of abundance and love. But why the sudden question? You never liked going to temples.
"Oh, no reason! Did you have dinner, Mom?"
— Oh my! Is my son worrying about his mom? Of course I ate.
Hearing his mother's warm, affectionate voice made his mental fatigue melt away. Kang Su-ho let out a relieved sigh.
Thank goodness.
If it was the goddess Freyja, at least it wasn't some cult. It was a legitimate religion with a genuine saintess who could wield holy power.
Phew... Goddess Freyja...? I don't know how this happened, but thank you. You saved my life.
He offered a rough prayer in his mind and nodded to himself.
As expected, he was the protagonist of this world. Someone like Ann couldn't bring him down.
He felt like he could finally fall asleep with a light heart.
Ring!
"Hm?"
The smartphone on the bedside shelf vibrated.
Gulp.
In the now-silent room, the sound of his swallowing echoed quietly.
What now?
He feared it might be Ann, but thankfully it wasn't.
No — this might be the message he'd been waiting for.
[ ] Training with [ ].avi
There was no information at all about who sent the video, but now at least there was one clue.
This time of day... it's overseas? Well, that size was a bit strange anyway. No wait! They clearly spoke Korean earlier...?
There was some fun in imagining and deducing. With a pounding heart, he played the video.
It started with a woman sitting on the edge of a bed. Because of the square mosaic, he couldn't tell where she was looking. Probably at the camera.
— Haa... you're filming again?
— Huh? Why are you suddenly like that? You like filming too, don't you? You get all into it when the camera's on you.
— Wh-what are you talking about! I do not! And I'm not in the mood for that today!
— Oh really? Then what ARE you in the mood for?
— You... what exactly is your relationship with [ ]?
— That's obvious...
There was too much useless dialogue. Voice modulation and blanked-out words made it impossible to understand what they were saying.
He skipped ahead about twenty minutes.
— Aaah! Aaahhh!! Pl-please... come ON! Haaanghhh!
"What the—!"
What had happened in twenty minutes to make her moan like that? An inexplicable sense of defeat seeped into his chest. Uncontrollable excitement crept up from the pit of his stomach.
The woman was in a man's arms, legs spread open.
— Th-that's enough...!!! Aaahhh!! W-wait..!
The woman flailed her limbs and shook her head frantically, but the man's hand didn't stop. A lewd squelching sound could be heard.
— Hiiiiit♥!!!
The hand holding the smartphone jerked in surprise. It was a beast-like sound he'd never heard before.
— Pssssshhhht! Pssssshhhhht!!
The woman didn't stop there — she lifted her hips and forcefully sprayed a clear liquid.
"Ah..."
It even reached the camera, which was quite far from the bed. Droplets of liquid rolled down the screen.
Gulp.
Jealousy and admiration. An inexplicable excitement filled his mind. Maybe because he'd begun to understand the female body, he was even more aroused.
So this is what they call a 'gushing' thing? How does he even do that...?
A sense of inferiority took over his mind. He couldn't hold back and pulled down his pants.
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"Phew..."
Post-nut clarity had arrived.
Unlike him, who'd finished in one go, the video was still in full swing. Now he could examine the screen with a bit more composure.
Once again, that damned square mosaic meant nothing was properly visible.
Still, it seems a little smaller than last time...?
Compared to Part 2, the mosaic was slightly smaller. Thanks to that, he could tell how sensitive this woman was. Every time the man moved his hips, her whole body convulsed and her ass bounced. It was no joke.
"That's insane..."
He was watching in admiration when...
"Huh?"
He saw something unbelievable. He blinked and rubbed his eyes.
"Wh-what is this...?"
The perspective suddenly changed. A band was visible, lying discarded by the bedside.
— Did that [ ] give you this [ ]?
— Yesss! Thass righ...! Oogh... Oohh..♥ Oohk!
For a moment, his heart ached.
Thump. Thump.
"N-no way...!"
The smartphone fell from his hands and rolled across the floor.
Today. No, yesterday. The rose band he'd bought for his sister. It was lying in the corner of the bed.
"Hk...!"
He immediately grabbed the phone and stared at the screen, but the band had already moved out of frame. He quickly rewound the video. He looked so intently his eyes turned red.
"It matches!"
No doubt. The rose band.
Terrifying imaginations kept flooding in. He tried to look as closely as possible to confirm if it was his sister.
Suddenly, the screen filled with a black square. It was lewdly undulating.
"Ugh...!"
Especially the woman's nape of the neck — it was completely hidden by the square and impossible to see. Through the gaps in the mosaic, her body looked phenomenal. It seemed similar to his sister's.
Behind the hidden square, he imagined his sister's face.
His whole body trembled violently. An unknown feeling churned deep in his chest.
"No, it's not!"
He shouted out loud.
There was no way it was his sister. Absolutely no way.
Right...! The pharmacist said it was an incredibly popular band...!Beep. Beep. Beep.
The sound of the front door opening!
He looked up with wide eyes. Dawn had already broken. He threw his smartphone aside and dashed out.
"Sis!!"
"Oh my...? Su-ho, you're... up early...?"
His sister entered the house, looking somehow exhausted. She must have showered — a faint scent of shampoo wafted from her. He quickly scanned her body. Now that he noticed, her clothes were a bit revealing. A short dress that exposed her collarbone and thighs, barely covered by a thin cardigan.
"Why, what's wrong...? I'm a little tired."
She bit her lip. He carefully examined her nape.
The spot where the band had been.
Ah...
Thankfully, the band was different. She was wearing a different band, not the rose one he'd bought her yesterday.
"S-sis... did you change your band...?"
"Huh...? Oh, um... that one didn't suit my skin... sorry."
He felt both hurt and relieved that she'd changed the band he gave her.
"I see...? Did you meet a friend...?"
"Yeah."
The words he couldn't bring himself to say lingered on the tip of his tongue.
'Which friend...?'
His sister smiled awkwardly and lowered her head as if avoiding his gaze. But then her expression slightly furrowed. Following her gaze, he looked down.
The prominent bulge in the front of his pants was visible. He had no idea how long he'd been standing like that. And of course, his pajamas were made of a material that stretched easily, making it stand out even more.
"AHHH!! I'm sorry, sis!"
With a burning face, he ran to his room and locked the door. His sister's soft laughter echoed in his ears like a hallucination. Somehow, it sounded like mockery.
He shook his head, and the sound disappeared as if washed away.
He couldn't tell if it was his imagination or not.
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*** Earlier that night ***
Si-woo ran his eyes over Kang Hyun-ah's appearance with satisfaction. When she took off the cardigan she'd been wearing, the hidden skin was revealed. A provocative dress that exposed her collarbone and the sides of her chest. A short garment that half-revealed her plump breasts and soft thighs.
"You came?"
A very desirable outfit.
But her expression was strange. Her red lips, which had been curling into a smile, kept twitching.