Master's Perverted SNS Concept and Explosive Debut
Hyunwoo's SNS Sword Saint was a player about whom almost nothing was known despite her immense fame. She didn't even have a personal SNS account, never shot a single ad, and was notorious for turning down every broadcast invitation.
The image of a player pursuing nothing but aloof strength—that was the Sword Saint.
"That's all just a concept. A concept. Players basically have this insane need for approval; they crave recognition."
The Sword Saint boasted proudly about her twenties.
"As you know, this instructor was so beautiful and elegant back then that she had tons of fans. Reporters were swarming her every day."
It had been a huge pain in the ass for the Sword Saint, so she'd chased them off with brute force—and that scene blew up online. Normally, she'd have been treated like a Communist thug for assaulting the press, but the public didn't see it that way. Back then, everyone was sick of the media's rampant fake news, so the Sword Saint who gave those gilgi a proper schooling skyrocketed in popularity.
"At first, I just kicked them out because they were annoying. But at some point, I became this aloof player with mysterious power? It wasn't a bad image, so I kept milking it."
Hyunwoo couldn't hide his bewilderment as he listened to his master ramble on with such pride.
So... she deliberately avoided all that stuff just to look cool?
Sure, it was her freedom, but... wasn't it a bit much? Hyunwoo thought cautiously.
"Anyway, if you're gonna stick around in this scene, you need to nail down a concept starting now. This is sincere advice."
"...Is that why you stripped me naked? You don't plan on turning me into some psycho pervert posting nudes, right?"
The Sword Saint shook her head with a sigh. Crazy enough to do that? This lewd little shit was hers alone to savor... She wouldn't let another woman even taste him, and anyone who tried would go straight to hell.
"Put on the clothes I prepared first. No more arguing."
"Ughhh..."
Ryu Ga-eul tossed her disciple an outfit that was obviously skimpy as hell.
It reeked of blatant lust, and goosebumps prickled across Hyunwoo's skin.
What a disgusting pervert for real...
He just couldn't understand his respected master's sexual tastes. Why did she always turn into this ugly mess when it came to sex? Considering he was the object of her desire, her behavior left him even more stunned.
"Strike a pose for now."
"A pose...? I don't know how to do that stuff."
"Just do something!"
Hyunwoo thought for a moment, then struck what he figured was a decent pose: V-sign with his fingers pressed to his cheek.
"Hm..."
Not the greatest pose, but seeing her disciple's cute face made her want to anyway. The Sword Saint snapped a photo with her prepped camera, then ordered him to upload it to his SNS.
"Oh? Reactions already?"
Right after uploading, likes and comments exploded. How? The account was brand new. Hyunwoo gaped in shock.
"Players are way more popular than celebrities these days. This reaction's only natural, right?"
"Whoa..."
"Anyway, hold that pose."
Ryu Ga-eul stood up and shoved her crotch right in her disciple's face. He'd seen his master's pussy plenty, but having it thrust at him like this still startled him.
"Stay still."
"W-what are you—"
"Shhh, stay still. If you break pose, we start over."
Squelch, squelch, squelch...
Fingers plunged into the tight hole. Hyunwoo realized what his master was doing: using his face as a side dish to masturbate.
Speechless at the obscene sight, he let her vent her lust fully in the gap.
Fuck, I wanna grind my pussy on those lips so bad.
She wanted to fuck him so hard he'd never make it to Babel... but she held back for her ultimate goal. She expelled her surging desire with her juices. Splurt, splurt! The squirted fluids soiled her cute disciple's face.
"Hah... Don't wipe it off. Stay like that."
"M-Master!"
"Stay still. I won't post this one."
Satisfied with her messy-faced disciple, Ryu Ga-eul grinned and snapped another photo. Before, After. The first shot had been for exactly this.
"Ah, fuck, this superiority rush is unreal. All those bitches liking and commenting on your pic? They wanna fuck you. No way in hell."
"Y-you took the pics for this?"
"Obviously. It's fucking perfect. Ungh, pussy juice rising again."
The boastful Ryu Ga-eul planned to turn her disciple's SNS into her personal sex diary. Filming the behind-the-scenes of every post...
Just imagining it was orgasmic. For real.
The world was abuzz over Park Hyunwoo, who had burst onto the scene like a comet. In just ten days since creation, his follower count had smashed ten million—the hype showed no signs of dying down.
Unlike the fan-indifferent Ryu Ga-eul, Hyunwoo enjoyed engaging with fans. His brand-new SNS had five selfies and a neatly edited interview video.
—Please tell us your name and age.
"Um, I'm 20. Name's Park Hyunwoo."
—Any favorites or hobbies?
"Haha, favorites... eating? I love sweet stuff. Hobby's napping."
In the video, Park Hyunwoo sat on a cozy living room couch, smiling at the camera.
—Any daily routines? Like stretching?
"I stretch every day! My special routine... meditation? About 30 minutes a day."
—Who do you admire most?
"Um, Instructor Ryu Ga-eul!"
—What type of woman do you like?
"Girls shorter than me! Ah, too much?"
His bright smile at that moment got screenshotted and spread across communities, spawning tons of fans.
If that was all, it'd just be an interview—but it only showed the public-facing bits.
"Name and age?"
"H-Hyunwoo. 20 years old."
In the version only his master could see, Park Hyunwoo wasn't smiling or clothed. Naked, he held up his ID toward the camera, palm over his face.
"Favorites or hobbies?"
"..."
"Say it per script."
"M-my favorite's Master's p-pussy. Hobby's shoving my dick in her pussy every day and creampieing..."
The woman behind the camera smiled in satisfaction. It hadn't happened yet, but it would—so not a lie.
"Daily routine."
"O-of course sex with Instructor. At least three times a day."
"Favorite position?"
"O-only cowgirl. I love when Instructor rides me and chokes my throat."
"Hngh."
Ryu Ga-eul nearly pounced but held back.
"Who do you admire most?"
"Instructor."
"What's best about Instructor?"
"Pussy, then tits. Then tongue."
"Why?"
"B-because Master's pussy squeezes so tight. Once it swallows my dick, it won't let go."
Even fabricating non-existent details thrilled Ryu Ga-eul to moved tears.
"Type of woman."
"Taller than me with a tight little hole..."
"How tall?"
Even in this gender-reversed world, men were usually taller.
"Dunno? At least 180cm. Anything shorter than Instructor doesn't even look female."
"Doesn't look female, huh... those short loser bitches."
"I didn't say that..."
She set the camera on a tripod, strode to the front, and declared to the imaginary audience.
"Listen up, you cockroach fucks—see this? This ugly loser's my personal dildo. Dildo. You lot jerk off over there. Me? Hey, cig."
Hyunwoo fetched the prepped pack like a servant.
"I'm gonna fuck this bitch raw every damn day."
She lit up, basking in victory, smirking through a mental orgasm.