Chapter 82
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 82
Chapter Title: The Chairman's Test
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I entered the chairman's office alongside Hye-jeong and gazed at the seated chairman with a touch of tension.
'She's incredibly young... On par with the professor, maybe?'
In the M World, women all maintained remarkable youthfulness, so it was honestly impossible to guess their age from appearances alone.
Even Mom, So-jeong, and Aunt Soo-jin—all around forty—looked like they were in their early thirties, and they said aging slowed dramatically until sixty.
So the chairman, who appeared to be in her early thirties or late twenties, could very well be much older.
"Hello, Chairman."
"Oh, h-hello."
Hye-jeong bowed her head in her usual haughty demeanor to greet the chairman, and I followed suit, bowing alongside her.
"Hmm... Yes, have a seat."
The chairman spoke in a tone accustomed to looking down on others, a stark contrast to the typical behavior of women in the M World.
'As expected, the higher the status, the better they hide their true nature.'
Masochistic tendencies offered extreme pleasure but were ill-suited for social life.
Even after centuries since everyone became true M's, those in elevated positions excelled at concealing their traits.
They appeared ordinary on the surface, resisting mild stimuli while maintaining composure.
Take Police Chief Ji-yeon, for example—she eventually crumbled completely into a bitch in heat, but up to the midpoint, she suppressed her nature admirably.
'The chairman hides it even better than Ji-yeon.'
With her neatly tied-up hair, impeccable suit, and faintly sharp gaze, Chairman Choi Soo-hyun was the type hugely popular in the M World.
In my original world, she'd be seen as pretty but too intimidating, yet to masochists, that look was highly desirable.
'But her true nature doesn't change.'
From encountering all sorts of women in the M World so far, I'd learned there were no exceptions.
I'd met plenty who acted dominant or denied their instincts, but none lacked genuine masochistic urges.
So even if this chairman hid it well, she was no different from the other bitches—and knowing that, I felt no fear or discomfort, just tension.
"So you're asking me to write a recommendation for this student?"
"Yes, that's correct, Chairman."
"Hmm... Just for passing the first written exam?"
"......Yes."
The chairman echoed back at Hye-jeong with a hint of incredulity, and Hye-jeong averted her eyes while confirming it.
In my original world, this would be like requesting a recommendation just to pass a written driving test—utterly ridiculous, so her reaction was understandable.
'This is embarrassing me even more...'
It felt like facing someone while blatantly lacking basic common sense, making me avoid the chairman's eyes too.
"A recommendation isn't hard... And if he becomes a Pro Trainer, it's beneficial for the school too."
"Then, Chairman—"
"Provided this student proves worth it."
The chairman fixed me with a firm gaze, scrutinizing me as if dissecting my very being.
"I've heard plenty of rumors about you, Taeyang... And about Professor Hye-jeong too... But they seem exaggerated to me."
Hye-jeong was still wearing the lewd nameplate I'd given her right there in front of the chairman, who must have seen it—but she radiated skepticism.
It made sense; aspiring to be a Pro Trainer yet failing the first written exam? Hard to buy.
"Taeyang lacks interest in studies, hence the written result... But if he passes that, I guarantee he'll become an unprecedented trainer, one who'll change the nation... No, history itself."
"You think that highly of him?"
"Yes."
Meeting the chairman's dubious stare head-on, Hye-jeong seemed a bit indignant, boldly praising me.
A mere professor defying the chairman—even if famous—could irk her.
"Writing a recommendation is simple, but if he's not worth it, I end up looking foolish."
She had a point.
If she vouched and I flopped, the backlash hit her—so caution was warranted.
"Show me he's truly Pro Trainer material, worthy of leaving a legacy, and I'll write it."
Her proposal carried doubt, but also intrigue and expectation.
'If you want a show that badly... I'll deliver.'
"Professor."
"Yes, Taeyang?"
"Even so, your attitude right now strikes me as downright rude toward the chairman."
"That's—"
"No excuses."
"Hah❤ Yes, Master❤"
Hye-jeong had stepped up for me, but I cut her off coldly, reaching out to grab her breast.
"Heeeek❤"
"Daring to argue with your Master?"
"N-no, I... Hiiiiiik❤"
"Looks like you need retraining... Strip."
"Y-yes❤"
"W-what the hell is this!?"
The sudden training session widened the chairman's eyes in shock, but I ignored her, issuing orders to Hye-jeong.
And despite the chairman's presence, she prioritized my command, beginning to undress.
"P-Professor Hye-jeong?!"
Even a brilliant mind like the chairman's could only gape in bewilderment at the abrupt scene.
Her secretary-like aide behind us flushed red, utterly lost on how to react.
'No wonder—this is totally unprecedented... Time to prove my worth properly.'
Her words hadn't just riled Hye-jeong; they'd challenged me too.
"All stripped, Master❤"
A moment later, fully nude save for her collar and nameplate, Hye-jeong knelt before me, looking up with a lecherous smile plastered on her face.
"Spread your legs and present your pussy."
"Yes, Master❤"
Thrusting her hips forward and splaying her legs wide, Hye-jeong's pussy glistened stickily—primed and ready, the perfect sow slave display.
"Sorry my slave was so insolent, Chairman."
"I-it's fine... The rumors were true, even beyond what I imagined... Gulp..."
"Haha... But this sow still needs manners drilled back into her."
Squish
"Hguuuuuuuh!?❤❤ S-sorry for my rudeness, Chairman❤"
Spluuuurt
I stomped her pussy with my shoe still on, sending her into ecstasy; her haughty expression twisted into vulgar ahegao.
"Apologize properly—to the chairman."
"Y-yes❤..."
Still orgasming from the, she turned toward the chairman, flaunting her state.
"S-sorry for my impudence, Chairman❤"
"It's... okay, Professor Hye-jeong... Gulp..."
Her pussy bore my shoeprint, pussy juices dripping shamelessly—and the unfiltered display only tensed the chairman further.
"Whew... Apology accepted. You're definitely different from the rest, Taeyang."
'As expected of the chairman.'
After her initial shock, she composed herself, eyeing me with keen interest.
"But this isn't enough... Any trainer can do that."
"How should I prove my abilities, then?"
Part of me considered pouncing and turning her into my sow slave right then, per Hye-jeong's words—but I held back to hear her out.
"The second interview is in five days, right? Earn approval from these two in that time, and I'll write the recommendation."
"Approval from two people?"
"Yes... My nieces, training to be trainers themselves. Get their endorsement."
The conversation felt like receiving a game quest, piquing my interest—especially at "women training to be trainers" besides me. I accepted and left.
'This is unexpected.'
I'd dismissed it as mere rumor, but witnessing Taeyang's S tendencies firsthand shattered Soo-hyun's expectations.
'That wasn't acting... The real deal, only a true sadist could pull off.'
Having seen countless people, she could spot fakes easily—and Taeyang's handling of Hye-jeong showed zero pretense.
Stomping a woman's pussy like a toy to make her climax—it was pure alpha S male fantasy made real. Her heart still raced; staring at the pussy juices splattered on the floor, Soo-hyun swallowed hard.
"Professor Hye-jeong wasn't exaggerating... He really could..."
It was no longer just rumor. For final confirmation, Soo-hyun sent Taeyang to her trainer-aspiring nieces.
"If he wins their approval... Whew... Better draft the recommendation now."
Convinced of his success, Soo-hyun rose, heading to her desk to write it.
The seat she'd vacated bore a darkened vertical stain, emanating sow pheromones.
