Rule 24, Commemorating the Spring with a First Love That Will Never Come Again. ♥Lee Hyoeun♥
Three days had passed since the incident.
Two days ago, at the residents' meeting, my punishment was officially decided.
After much deliberation, Dia Village's final decree was this:
Evacuate Dia Village within three days.
In essence, it was a straight-up banishment.
The reasons cited were causing a disturbance with bodyguards in tow and exposing personal details that were strictly taboo.
Especially Marin unnie, who was next in line for my ownership rights, took the lead in pushing to kick me out.
Given her usual cool demeanor, she must've hated having her property snatched away.
Plus, the other unnies took the breach of village security protocols seriously, leaving me no room to argue.
"Hoo..."
I dressed more neatly than ever before, put extra effort into my makeup and hair, and checked that the waterproof patch in my panties hadn't come loose.
"Good. Teacher's mark is still safely preserved inside me."
Standing before the mirror, I nodded with resolve and grabbed my luggage bag before stepping into the village corridors.
The silver lining in this misfortune was that I'd been granted permission to stop by Teacher's hospital room right before leaving.
Surprisingly, even Raven had stubbornly persuaded the unnies on my behalf.
Creak.
With trembling hands, I cautiously opened the door to his room.
There stood the village's one and only doctor, Evelyn, in her white coat, tending to Teacher.
I sneaked up behind Evelyn, who was focused on her nursing, and whispered softly into her ear to startle her.
"How's he doing? Is Teacher okay now?"
"Wha—wah! Miss Rio. Y-you're here?"
As expected of Evelyn—scaring her is always fun. Hehe.
Grinning mischievously at her startled upward gaze, I watched as she averted her eyes in embarrassment and replied.
"Yes. Vitals are stable; we're just waiting for him to regain consciousness... Drug overdose, extreme stress, and some dart lodged in his back to top it off. A little later, and his life would've been in real danger. What on earth happened to him... Tsk tsk."
Haha...
Stuck in the hospital room, Evelyn had no clue about the situation, and her grumbling made me feel guilty for the trouble.
"Thanks, Evelyn. For treating the most precious person in the world."
"...This guy? Isn't he a slave?"
...Well, yeah, but.
I wanted to come up with a plausible excuse, but even I couldn't properly define my relationship with Teacher, so instead of convincing her, I made another request.
"Could you give us a moment alone, Evelyn? I want to say goodbye to Teacher."
Evelyn's face twisted in reluctance at my sudden plea.
She alternated glances between me and Teacher, lost in deep thought for a while, before finally...
"...Alright. But I need to keep monitoring him, so I can't give you long."
"That's fine. Thanks, Evelyn."
I flashed her a bright smile, and she reluctantly rose from her chair and left the room.
I gently settled onto the still-warm chair and gazed at the sleeping Teacher.
"How is it that even asleep, Teacher looks this cute~."
It was the first time I'd seen him sleep.
To never forget, I stared intently, etching the sight deep into my mind.
As I watched fondly, the realization that this was the last time brought tears welling up.
Worried that sobbing would garble my words, I softly opened my mouth to share what I needed to say.
"Hey, Teacher..."
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★Toilet★
A hazy mind. In the rippling darkness, a faint, familiar woman's voice echoed.
Following that voice led me to a blindingly white space unfolding before my eyes.
At its center, the voice's owner slowly approached me.
It was Rio. Or was it... Hyoeun?
Anyway, she stood before me with a beaming smile, her usual crisp white shirt unbuttoned.
And below... just like always, nothing between her sleek, extended legs.
The sight felt a bit off, but since it was Rio as I'd always known her, there was no real repulsion.
If anything, she looked like a true goddess descended—I nearly fell for her beauty for real.
"Hey, Teacher. First off, I guess I should say sorry?"
Sorry? For what?
I tried to ask, but for some reason, my mouth wouldn't move.
As I fumbled in confusion, Rio strode forward as usual and wrapped me in a tight embrace, continuing.
"I'm sorry for tormenting you so badly last time. I thought I was protecting you, but looking back, my methods were all wrong... way too wrong."
She buried her face in my chest.
I wanted to say it was okay, but no words came no matter how I tried, so instead, I hugged her back tightly.
Her warmth seeped into me, comforting and real.
"And thank you... If it weren't for you, Teacher, I might've fallen for those bad guys' tricks and gotten hurt. I could've ended up cursing all men in the world, blaming everything... and just killing myself."
In that instant, flashes of the final moments before I passed out raced through my mind.
Imprisoned by Rio, milked all day long. The moment I dramatically stopped her suicide attempt.
Right, now that I thought about it, that's what happened...
"You're my one and only lifesaver, Teacher. Kinder and more reliable than any man... I regret it so much..."
...But why did it feel like this was the last time?
Hyoeun, face buried in my arms, suddenly looked up at me. Her forced smile came with teary eyes.
"I'm proud I gave my first kiss to an amazing guy like you, Teacher. So... even without Hyoeun... you absolutely can't forget me? Remember me forever, until you die. Got it?"
Mwah.
Before I could respond, her soft lips gently pressed against mine.
The moment I closed my eyes...
My mind hazed again, Rio faded away, and my vision swirled into darkness.
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Would I ever see her again?
I wished for it, even knowing it was impossible.
I could never return here.
I gave the sleeping Teacher a soft kiss and quietly shed tears. My carefully done makeup would smear, but I didn't care.
Teacher, as always, kept his eyes closed, pretending not to notice my flaws.
His warmth was so comforting that I wiped my tears with my sleeve once more.
Now that the farewell was done, it was truly time to part.
As I rose from the chair...
Suddenly, the past week with Teacher flashed before me like a montage.
...If only I could turn back time. That would be wonderful.
But gazing down at him again, I whispered,
"Then I never would've received all that love from you, Teacher."
Sure, I'd made a big mistake and was paying the price.
But no regrets.
Because I'd learned there were men like Teacher in the world. Because I'd discovered what true love really is.
So, to honor the best week of my life—a spring with my one and only love that would never return—I decided to leave Dia Village without lingering.
For my sake.
And for Teacher's.
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Part 1 Epilogue.
Bam!
The door flew open with a bang.
I stopped caressing my belly and furrowed my brow.
Just moments ago, my slightly swollen lower abdomen had me in a good mood, but this rude intruder irritated me.
"Lee Hyoeun, what the hell is this!"
Bursting in was none other than my dad, whom I hadn't seen in a year.
Fuming, he thrust something in my face.
It was a pregnancy test with two bold red lines.
Worried it might scare the baby, I signaled him to quiet down.
"Shh. Dad, be quiet. You'll startle the baby."
But ignoring me, Dad's face turned red with rage as he exploded.
"I told you to watch out for guys, didn't I? I busted my ass to get you into your dream college, and instead of studying, you come back pregnant? Are you insane? Whose is it, Lee Hyoeun! Spill it right now!"
Ah~, as expected. Dad won't let this slide easily.
But up to here? All part of my predicted scenario~.
So, I recited the excuse I'd prepared in advance.
"You know, Dad. It was because of those guys."
"...Those guys?"
"Yeah, the ones who tried to rape me not long ago."
"You mean the jerks who dragged you to that motel?"
I just smiled sweetly instead of answering.
It fit perfectly as motive and timing—no better revenge on those scum.
And sure enough...
Dad's simple-minded fury shifted right onto those trash as planned.
"Those goddamn bastards... How dare they lay a hand on the daughter of this country's top banker?"
Thus, my ultra-hates-men, one-track-mind dad stormed out, trembling as he pulled out his smartphone and made a call.
Come morning, the news would probably run a satisfying story about their family getting wrecked.
So, no more thoughts on those guys.
Smiling warmly at Dad's retreating figure, I turned back to my belly.
I couldn't wait. The fruit of love from Teacher's seed.
A girl would be fine, but...
A handsome boy like Teacher would be even better.
Then I'd get to see that kind, reliable Teacher every day.
Gently stroking my belly that held our child, I whispered in the happiest voice in the world.
"Congratulations, Teacher."
This game...
Teacher's Victory.
Hehe.
