Problem Child
A fox that has cultivated spirit power to its fullest is called a Yoho.
Among them, some merely use simple spells, but there exists a clan that can grow nine tails by accumulating immense spirit power even among the Yoho.
Beneath the ultimate fox spirit known as the Chunho, the clan with the highest standing in the fox spirit hierarchy is called the Gu-Mi-Ho Clan by the outside world.
However, no one knows what they're actually doing.
Who could possibly know?
Perhaps one of them is serving as an instructor at the Academy.
"Chunho-nim! Please expel that perverted bastard from my assigned platoon!"
"Explain in detail."
Chunho, Geum Yeoryeong, turned her gaze to the woman before her.
Wi Seoyeon. A former A-rank hunter who was appointed as an Academy instructor for the first time this year.
The reason she could be assigned to Hwanhyeon's 1st Platoon from the start was because Geum Yeoryeong had pulled some strings of her own.
"There's a guy in my platoon who..."
She told her the whole story. Apparently, there was a student who committed sexual acts well beyond the line every single day—acts directed at his fellow classmates.
"That bastard dares commit such things at the Academy, among the very best students? The root of the problem runs deep."
"That's not all! Today, I tried to give him a proper warning..."
"That's not simply a matter of you conducting class. We need to discuss disciplinary action immediately."
"Anyway. I was going to imprint on him how pathetic his abilities are and make him devote himself fully to lessons and training from now on."
Shock therapy.
It was a reasonable measure in Geum Yeoryeong's view. It was the most lenient action Wi Seoyeon could take.
"But after that, he continued to harass fellow students. That's what you're saying."
A student beyond redemption. No matter how promising an awakened one's future might be, if their character was that corrupt, intervention was necessary.
The only problem was that not a single complaint had been filed despite him pursuing fellow students left and right.
Clearly, it was some thick-skulled fool who didn't understand the way of the world.
But what actually happened far exceeded Geum Yeoryeong's expectations.
"If only it were that simple. During combat training, he ripped my clothes and exposed my breasts and underwear. I had no idea he was capable of that."
"...What?"
Geum Yeoryeong's brows furrowed deeply. How dare a student reach out with such obscene hands toward an instructor?
Such a thing should not exist.
"It shouldn't exist, and even if it does, it must not be allowed. There's no need to even discuss discipline—expulsion is the right course of action."
A calm, sensible response. Upon hearing it, Wi Seoyeon's expression gradually brightened.
"Th-Thank you! I'm so relieved thanks to Chunho-nim!"
As she beamed with joy, Geum Yeoryeong began to smile warmly as well.
Wi Seoyeon was a child she particularly cherished among the Gu-Mi Clan, so her emotions stirred all the more.
"Come closer. It's been so long—I want to hold you."
"Yes, Chunho-nim."
Despite appearing to be a fully grown adult woman on the outside, Wi Seoyeon simply sat down happily on Geum Yeoryeong's lap.
"You've grown so much. It feels like only yesterday you were toddling around after me."
"It's all thanks to Chunho-nim for keeping me alive. If you hadn't come to find me that day..."
The dissolute-looking Wi Seoyeon treated Geum Yeoryeong with familiarity while never once dropping her formal speech.
The little Yoho who had nearly died motionless during the border incident had grown into a young woman without anyone noticing.
Even after returning to her parents' arms, she never forgot the kindness she'd received. The Geum Yeoryeong who visited her from time to time had become an idol in her heart.
"It fills me with pride and gratitude that you follow me like this."
"That's just natural."
"Is there a man you like? Your clan has established itself in the human world, so it's about time you started receiving marriage proposals."
"Hmm? I'm not thinking about marriage yet. You're still unmarried yourself, aren't you, Chunho-nim?"
"..."
She might get married a few years from now, but she saw no reason to bring it up.
"Are you still attached to your hunter life? I wonder if I brought you to the Academy for nothing."
"It's fine. Isn't it enough that Chunho-nim needs me?"
It was thanks to her agreeing to the request that Hwanhyeon could be assigned as the homeroom teacher for the platoon she belonged to.
Wi Seoyeon was a few years older than Hwanhyeon. Roughly five years, by a quick estimate.
"Ah, there's something I need to tell you. The child I've been raising—like my own—she's at the Academy right now. She enrolled as a new student this year."
Wi Seoyeon didn't know. From the start, there had been no such conversation—just a simple request to serve as an instructor.
"Really? Why didn't you tell me?"
"I was worried it might cause problems with the Academy's fairness."
Of course, that was now a moot point. Geum Yeoryeong herself had already made a master-servant contract with Hwanhyeon, hadn't she?
Even if Wi Seoyeon and Hwanhyeon were to recognize each other now, the fairness that had already crumbled beyond repair was no longer a concern.
"I'll arrange a meeting for reconciliation between you two soon. From my perspective, I just want you two to get along well."
"Is that even possible? It seems like she's gotten really angry."
"You decide how to handle it. If you need help, I'll assist you as much as needed."
"For now, you should probably stay by my side? If I'm walking around fine, she might suddenly attack."
The two of them discussing this head-to-head. It wasn't easy to face the person who had gotten so heated because of me.
"Are you really that scared of Seoyeon?"
"...Honestly, her appearance isn't great either. That characteristic blunt tone of hers, the dark circles under her eyes, that frustrated face—and staring at you like she wants to kill you, anyone would be scared."
"Hmm... I see. Then there's no choice but to force her to become friendly."
"...?"
What does it mean to force someone to become friendly?
"Leave Seoyeon's matter to me. But what do you mean she was 'harassing fellow students'?"
"Oh, that. The kids seduced her, and she couldn't help herself..."
"Don't lie. You were trying to release your rampant libido during class time."
"...You know everything."
Our kids are too tempting. Especially Ilena. When she moved in, I noticed that when I wasn't around, she wore a thoroughly modest nun's habit that only exposed her hands and above the neck.
"Even if I don't know how to resolve Seoyeon's misunderstanding and conflict, this cannot be ignored."
"Huh? So you're going to give her disciplinary action? But you just said you wouldn't."
"That's one thing, and this is another."
Geum Yeoryeong shook her head vigorously, then reddened slightly as she spoke.
"First, we need to find out exactly what she did. Replicate what you did—do it to me."
"...Huh?"
So... she's telling me to touch myself, like I did during class?
"If you need it, change into your student uniform for better reproducibility, won't that be more accurate?"
"Are you really going to do it?"
"As the Academy's final authority and your guardian, it's a necessary duty. If I believe it's needed to properly guide you, there's nothing I can't do."
...It probably wasn't just my body reacting on its own.
"Alright. I'll be waiting."
"Y-Yes. Come back quickly."
—Hoda-da-da!!
Now that I thought about it, this was the first time since my first experience.
She said she'd go into heat just being near me, so maybe just that conversation was enough to make my body go haywire.
Now then, what exactly did I do to those kids?
I touched Cheonghwa's breasts, and I rubbed Yu-ryeon's clit by reaching for her ass.
With Ilena, I even pulled out the anal plug and put it back in.
...The instructor had every right to be pissed.
—Ddung ddung ddung!
While I was busy with my time of reflection and arousal, I heard knocking on the door.
"Yeoryeong-nuna? You can just come in."
I didn't lock the door when I left, so she could just open it and walk in.
—Ddung ddung ddung!
Yet Yeoryeong-nuna kept knocking.
She probably wanted me to come greet her at the door. I went to open it.
—Kweeek...
But what stood before my eyes was not Yeoryeong-nuna.
"..."
"...Harin-nim?"
"...Moo moo...❤️"
There was nothing there but one cow.