To the Iris Guild
"Yes, please inform the Association as well." Click. Tap-tap. Moon Sulin hung up the phone and tapped away at her keyboard in the quiet student council room. Multiple CCTV feeds and news broadcasts filled her monitors, all featuring the same middle-aged man.
"…Hoo."
After organizing the files, Moon Sulin stretched and rose from her seat. One thing had become clear since she'd started investigating her father, Moon Sungmin: the man was damn good at hiding. No wonder no one had caught even a glimpse of him until now.
Even with the full cooperation of the Association and major guilds centered around Victoria Academy, they hadn't been able to track him down.
"…What am I supposed to do about this?"
If he was going to hide like that, he shouldn't have shown his face at all. What a pain. Did he still think she was a little kid?
Frustrated, Moon Sulin stretched again and stepped out of the student council room. It was 5 p.m. The other student council officers were preparing to leave.
"President, you're still working?"
"Yeah. I'll be a bit late today. You guys go ahead."
"Got it!"
At first, the officers had felt guilty leaving her behind, but now they were used to it. She pulled all-nighters like clockwork. Besides, Moon Sulin wasn't the type to make a fuss about others leaving first.
While tidying up before they clocked out, she sank into the student council president's chair and closed her eyes. Lately, her plate had been overflowing. She'd purged the security team from top to bottom after the mine infiltration, and now she was digging into her father's background.
The first time she'd seen him after all those years, she'd nearly shattered. It felt like her entire life had been denied. Her father, missing for a decade, had returned not just as a mine, but trying to kidnap her. Of course it had crushed her.
'If Hoyeon hadn't been there, I really would've broken.'
Her crush and her father—losing both would've sealed her heart shut.
"Heehee…."
Lee Ho-yeon was the light in her grueling days. Just thinking of him brought a silly smile to her face. Now that they were so close, the mere thought melted away most of her work stress. He was like a vital spark in her life.
"…But why hasn't he come yet?"
She'd clearly said she'd wrap up around 5. Was he busy? Sure, he had to meet other people, but a needless anxiety crept in. He was so popular, after all.
Eventually, he'd choose one woman from all those admirers. It had to be her.
"Mm…."
But she pushed the thought aside for now. She needed Lee Ho-yeon right this moment. Mentally, yes—but also… Ever since they'd gotten together, she'd awakened to her own libido. Lewd thoughts had plagued her all day, making it torture to push through work. Looking at his photos and hearing his voice only made it worse, flashing memories constantly.
"…I wish he'd hurry up. And why no message?"
Moon Sulin licked her lips, waiting for him. 'He promised to tell me if he was meeting another girl.' She'd said it seriously—better to know than imagine secret trysts—but he didn't seem to take it that way. Or maybe he'd forgotten, busy with someone else. She could tease him about it when he arrived.
In the silent student council room, Moon Sulin smiled, imagining his imminent arrival.
*
"Ngh, ungh… Hah, hng…."
Creak-creak. Squish. Plop.
I swallowed hard, staring at the breasts jiggling before my eyes. Sulin noona, straddling me, had unzipped my uniform pants and pulled out my cock. She'd simply slipped her panties aside under her skirt—no foreplay—and impaled herself. After a few experimental moves, she'd found her rhythm, slamming her hips down.
That was the scene. She'd started with mana ropes binding my hands, but she'd forgotten them now, lost in twisting her waist atop me. I wasn't idle either, kneading her cute ass.
"Ngh, ungh… Hn, ah… So good. Hng…."
Smooth-slide. Squish.
Moon Sulin rocked her hips back and forth like she was riding a playground horse. Her pussy clenched tight around my cock with every sway—pure bliss. Only our second time, and she was this good? Unreal talent. Was this the allure of an older woman?
"Ah, hng. Kiss me, Hoyeon. Hurry… Mwah."
Hands on my shoulders, she dove in, sucking my tongue greedily as she melted into me. Her hands roamed my body restlessly—she was fully savoring the sex.
"Ah, Hoyeon. I'm so happy. Hng…."
Overwhelmed by building pleasure, Sulin noona closed her eyes, lips quivering as she tilted her head back. Her hips never stopped, and her fingers kept stroking my nape. Her dynamic body and tightening pussy were insane stimulation—I wanted to cum inside right then.
"Noona, ah…."
"Gonna cum? Ha, hng…."
"Yeah."
Moon Sulin's ass twitched, her pussy squeezing harder.
"Inside, haa… Cum just like that. Hng…."
Squish-squish.
Her ass slamming down onto my thighs was utterly vulgar—and that's why it looked so beautiful. The perfect weight, the soft cervix kissing my glans on each drop, the rippling vaginal walls—it was all more than enough to make me blow.
"Ah, aaang… So good, hng… Amazing, ah. Hoyeon, aaaang…!"
"Noona, just like this. Ngh. I'm cumming!"
Her walls convulsed wildly at the peak, milking my cock. Then Moon Sulin grabbed my face, locking eyes with me.
"Call me by name, Hoyeon…."
"…Sulin, take my cum."
"Haa, ahn… Yes. Deep inside… Ah, I'm, I'm cumm—cumminggg…! Haaang!"
I kept pumping deep inside as I pulled her body down for a kiss. Cumming below while ravaging her mouth with my tongue above.
"Ho, Hoyeon… Mm, ungh."
Squelch-squelch.
Completely surrendered, Sulin noona panted against me, her sweat-glistened skin from the exertion utterly adorable. I'd finished inside, but she showed no sign of dismounting. I stroked her back and spoke.
"Good work, noona."
"…Yeah. Hoyeon. But I'm exhausted—can we stay like this a bit longer?"
"Sure, no problem."
The warm pussy flesh brushing me kept me hard, but it felt nice. Might as well chat like this. Casual talk with my cock buried in her pussy—something I'd always wanted to try.
"What've you been so busy with lately?"
I continued kneading her ass. She seemed lost in afterglow, barely registering.
"Hoo, well, I overhauled the security team… and I'm investigating Dad. He's gotta be tied to Pandemic."
"Ah…."
Moon Sulin's father, Moon Sungmin, had vanished one day, only to return as a mine. His goal: kill all mines. He needed power for that, and ironically, becoming a mine was the easiest path. I couldn't wrap my head around it personally… but revenge was like that, I guess.
"Don't look at me like that. I'll track him down and…."
Moon Sulin trailed off. She probably hadn't thought that far. Once she found him? Mines couldn't turn human again. And if he'd worked with Pandemic, he'd have to die. She couldn't spare him just because he was the student council president's dad.
I silently pulled her into a hug, stroking her back.
"We'll find him, and I'll introduce myself. As your boyfriend. Tell him his daughter's doing great."
"…That doesn't sound bad."
Moon Sulin smiled faintly, hugging my head to her chest. The smooshed feeling was nice.
"Oh right, you're off to France tomorrow."
"Yeah. Heading home now to pack."
Nothing much to pack, but my first overseas trip had me buzzing.
"Ah… You have to go?"
"I'd love to stay, but yeah."
It sucked, but better to be straightforward. She wasn't the type to misunderstand.
"…Just a little longer. Ten more minutes?"
"…Okay."
Damn, how could I leave after that? I hugged the beaming Sulin noona tighter.
*
By the time I got home, night had fallen.
"You're back."
"Yeah. Where's everyone?"
Nam Da-eun greeted me in the living room with a smile.
"Da-hee and Liliana are playing in the living room. Scarlett seems busy."
"Business as usual."
World's still spinning right. I handed my outerwear to Nam Da-eun and headed inside.
Whoosh-pop.
Liliana and Nam Da-hee gripped controllers, locked in a game. Snacks piled high next to Da-hee.
"Yay! I win! Now your snacks are mine too, sis!"
"Ughhh, no way. This has to be a rigged map by the host."
"But you're the host?"
"Not playing. No fun!"
I approached Liliana as she tossed her controller and stood.
"Liliana."
"Yeah? You're super late today."
"Got held up. You ready for tomorrow?"
"Of course. All packed in my carrier."
"What? You're coming as a necklace—you don't need a carrier."
"…Huh? Oh yeah?"
"Ask Scarlett and repack."
I brushed past the wide-eyed, gaping Liliana to the kitchen. Hungry—better eat quick and pack.
"Dinner's ready?"
Kimchi stew and rolled omelet—proper home cooking on the table. No wonder it smelled so good.
"…Wow."
One bite, and I was stunned. Spicy-sweet perfection. Mom's familiar taste, but way more refined.
"How is it? Good?"
"Yeah. Really good."
Nam Da-eun had appeared, pulling out a chair across from me. Her smiling gaze as I ate was embarrassing, but damn, it was tasty.
"Hey! I want dinner too!"
"Plenty—join us, Liliana."
Liliana plopped down beside me, and we chatted leisurely.
"I went shopping today, and that chicken place you like shut down."
"Gasp. No wonder no deliveries lately. I thought they banned me for always ordering three extra chicken necks."
"Pfft…."
Listening to those two was like a comedy radio show. Who orders three chicken necks? Maybe ask Da-eun what to get her as a gift. Better than guessing.
"Right, Da-eun. Want anything? I could grab a souvenir from France."
"Anything from you is fine."
"Me too—get me a gift!"
"You're coming with me. I'll buy you treats there."
"Treats and souvenirs are different…!"
I ignored Liliana's protests and dug in. The more I ate, the better it got.
'No more cooking worries from now on.'
Lucky me, snagging a girl who could cook like this.