Shower Seduction
Ryu Ga-eul thought to herself. This disciple of mine is just too damn insolent.
Strutting around with that 150cm frame, swinging around a massive cock like it's nothing.
Pretending to be all innocent and refined—it's utterly infuriating.
I'm gonna knock him down a peg right now.
This little punk needs a wake-up call. He has to learn just how lewd and tempting my body is, so he'll behave himself properly.
This is my duty as his master. With her self-justification complete, Ryu Ga-eul reached out toward his body.
"Get in there."
"The shower booth...? Now that I think about it, why is the dojang shower room so damn cramped?"
"I made it this way on purpose, why?!"
She'd deliberately designed the shower room narrow for the lover she assumed would eventually come along.
That inefficiency was amplified by cramming a bathtub and shower booth into the already tight space.
Realizing this, Park Hyunwoo let out a hollow chuckle.
To think she'd build such an inefficient space just for that. How starved for it must she be?
Seeing it this way, he almost felt sorry for her. In the world he'd come from, she could've satisfied her desires easily enough.
But in this gender-reversed world, that wasn't the case...
"Stop spacing out and get in already!"
The Sword Saint, utterly shameless, forcibly shoved her disciple into the shower booth with brute strength.
In the less-than-one-pyeong space, their male and female bodies pressed tightly together.
Caught by his much taller master, Hyunwoo tried to wriggle free right away, but she wouldn't let go.
"Mmph..."
Ryu Ga-eul effortlessly wrapped her arms around her disciple's waist and pressed her lips to his.
He twisted at the teasing intrusion of her tongue between his lips, but there was nowhere left to escape.
He had no choice but to accept it obediently...
This is driving me insane. For real...
For a long while, the two clung to each other's bodies. The Sword Saint unilaterally pumped her saliva into him, staining every corner of his body with her essence.
Only when his eyes glazed over did she finally pull her lips away.
"Hah, hah... Master, if you're gonna kiss me that long..."
"What, it's not allowed? Says who."
"No, it's just suffocating. Can't you go a little slower? I can barely breathe."
"Absolutely not."
Ryu Ga-eul pressed her voluptuous breasts even closer. It was an instinctive move to seduce the male right in front of her with her superior feminine form.
"Ah, ah..."
It was ridiculously easy. Hyunwoo wasn't a man native to this gender-reversed world, so he couldn't resist a beautiful woman seducing him sexually.
Whoosh—! To make the situation even stickier, Ryu Ga-eul cranked the showerhead to full blast. Hot water enveloped the two of them.
She's getting wet...
With her long black hair cascading down, Ryu Ga-eul evoked the image of a nymph enjoying a hot spring bath.
The idea that someone like her was feeling lust for him left Hyunwoo torn between genuinely enjoying the moment or not. But that hesitation lasted only a moment as Ryu Ga-eul glanced down at the object that had been poking her lower belly.
He's excited. Hyunwoo's getting turned on by me.
Even in this gender-reversed world, an erection was clear proof of arousal.
Just that fact alone gave the Sword Saint a light mental high. The thrill of conquest... She'd aroused this exquisite man, whom no one else would even dare to touch.
"M-Master, your eyes are scary."
Perhaps she'd enjoyed it too much. Unwittingly leaking killing intent, Ryu Ga-eul reined in her emotions and calmed her excitement.
"Hey, disciple... Doesn't this feel just like we're a married couple?"
"What couple signs a contract before fucking?!"
"I'm talking about the vibe! Can't you read the mood? God, that's why men are no good."
The Sword Saint found her own words so ridiculous that she snorted with laughter. Hyunwoo's flushed face shooting back a retort in defiance of her mockery was, to her, the finest feast.
Perfect. But if I keep this up, I really might lose control. No. No way...
She realized her patience had reached its limit. Any more sexual harassment would undo all her efforts so far.
Shame, but I gotta end it here. Heh, you slutty little gigolo. You're tempting me more every day.
Having fully indulged in groping his body in the shower booth, she savored a mental orgasm before wrapping it up.
"Oh yeah, next up is handjob unlock, right? Let's bathe together like this then too. Though we'll play different games."
"What kind of games...?"
"There's this line from a movie my sis loves."
The Sword Saint muttered clearly as she parted her wet hair. To Hyunwoo, it sounded like a straight-up threat.
"Humans get cowardly because of their imagination. So don't imagine anything."
She stroked her disciple's frightened face with her hand, then enunciated the rest crystal clear.
"You can get fucking brave. I like brave men, you know? Behave yourself—like a good groom right before the wedding."
He now had even more reason to grind for cash like crazy.
After that, I trained like a madman. I had to, if I wanted to climb the floors I couldn't before.
Once tempered, I rounded up a few party members and challenged the 16th floor again.
"Wait, you're level 24 and you're hitting floor 16...?"
"Got my reasons."
As expected of a status symbol like levels—no one looked down on me for being short.
One party member hesitated before speaking up.
"But with such a huge level gap in the party, you won't get any EXP..."
"I'll pay you, so zip it!"
Master had handled this part. She'd shelled out without holding back, silencing any complaints from the party.
"I won't count this as debt."
Surprisingly merciful on this front— she acknowledged my struggles in the maze.
The Babel climb started off smoothly.
You have been invited to the tea party. Fresh ingredients...
"Just die."
It progressed too smoothly.
Floors 16, 17, 18, and 19 cleared.
Floor 20: Boss appears.
Will you challenge it?
Reaching floor 20 was a breeze. Swing and slash. Just demonstrating that simple mechanic scattered the enemies in seconds.
20th Floor BOSS: Duke of Blood Arten
Entering floor 20, the boss battle began.
I shall dye you in blood.
The duke unleashed a powerful skill the moment we entered. Even at level 24, it was hard for me to react.
But as Master said, big techniques always leave openings, and the duke was no exception. He raised both arms to release the gathered red energy skyward, naturally drawing all eyes upward.
"Blade of the Sun."
My trait-enhanced, elongated Blade of the Sun pierced his armor effortlessly, shredding flesh.
The stench of burning meat assaulted my nose as the duke's body twitched sporadically before going still.
"Crazy... Taking down the duke that easily? Fuck, I didn't even see it..."
"That's the guy. Sword Saint's prized disciple."
"For real? He's as short as they say. Should I ask for a photo later?"
This barely qualified as a fight. Had I gotten this strong?
Even with a mere four-level gap, it was still a boss...
"Thanks, everyone."
"Uh, yeah..."
That said, floor 20 yielded no real gains. Just junk items.
And party EXP wasn't anything to write home about.
It's fine. I can farm items from 21 onward...
I disbanded the party soon after. The next day, as I headed out from the training grounds for floor 21, Master grabbed my shoulder.
"You aren't gonna try to stop me, are you...?"
"Do I look that petty to you? Check this out."
The phone screen Master held up was a screenshot of some internet article...
All about me! Had I really blown up this much?
"You're pretty famous now, huh? Congrats."
"...What good does that do me?"
"Plenty of good. For me. Now go on!"
...Why hold up a busy guy like this? She says she likes me getting famous.
Meaningless. I deleted it right away. Time to start earning money.