Academy's Savior
Rachel's eyes turned toward me and Yuuki.
"You two will be assisting the administration with the cultural festival. It'll mostly be odd jobs, so nothing too grueling. Oh, and you all know that working with the student council puts a positive mark on your academy record, right?"
Everyone, myself included, nodded. The same system existed at the Korean Academy.
"Hyodo Yuuki, Seong Yujin. I'm sorry to put you to work the moment you arrive, but… would you head out to the eastern outskirts and help the students clearing debris?"
"Yes, understood."
"That much is nothing."
Yuuki and I spoke as we rose from our seats.
"Wait. Temporary or not, you're members of the student council now. Here—put these on."
Rachel handed us yellow armbands. Wearing mine, I felt a faint awkwardness settle over me.
"Miyakado, please stay behind. I'd like to speak with you about the shrine."
Mieko slowly nodded.
Yuuki and I left the student council building and started walking east.
"Seong. Thank you."
I narrowed my eyes at Yuuki's sudden words, unable to guess why he was thanking me.
"Back then, if you hadn't stepped in and saved Mieko… she might have been badly hurt. In the worst case…"
Yuuki swallowed the rest. He clearly couldn't bring himself to say that she might have died.
"I just did what I could."
"A lot of people don't do what they can. Thank you—really—for saving her."
Yuuki even bowed his head as he offered his gratitude.
"Yeah."
I answered with a curt, halfhearted reply. Honestly, Yuuki's thanks left me feeling nothing at all.
Click.
The camera shutter sound went off.
"Ugh…"
Choi Dayeon, straddling me, frantically threw up a hand to cover her face. But the moment the shutter clicked, it was already too late. On the phone screen was Dayeon with unfocused eyes and her tongue hanging past her lips. Her large breasts had been bouncing so hard that a faint afterimage lingered in the shot.
Further down, not a scrap of fat—just a firm, toned set of abs with a clean eleven-line. Below that, our sexes were locked together. Pubic hair tangled with pubic hair, so the point of connection itself was hard to make out.
"I told you not to take pictures! That's the thirteenth time I've said it! Are you even listening?!"
"And I keep telling you—I'm not sharing them with anyone. I'm just taking them so I can jerk off looking at them when you're not around."
"And you expect me to believe that?!"
"It's true, seriously. More importantly, are you just going to sit there? Move your hips."
Smack.
I slapped Dayeon's thigh with my palm. She flinched hard, her walls twitching around me. Fighting desperately to keep her face from going slack, she started rolling her hips up and down.
Schlick.
Her pale ass rose, and the cock buried inside her pussy slid into view. Thick shaft, glistening with sticky juices.
"Haaang, haahk, hah… haaat, hnn…"
Dayeon's hips picked up speed. She scowled and panted, clinging as hard as she could to that haughty demeanor.
Heh. I want to see you gasping for real.
Sensation Amplification
"Hwaaaaang?!"
Dayeon's reaction exploded. Her upright torso collapsed forward. Those full D-cup breasts surrendered to gravity and hung heavy, pink nipples stiff and swaying front to back.
"Hnnk, hnnngh! Ahn!"
Her hips went far faster than before. Slap-slap-slap! The wet smack of flesh on flesh rang out without pause.
"Hnnn, nngh…!"
Dayeon's expression started turning lewd. Tongue out, panting like a dog. Drool slid off her tongue and dripped onto my chest.
And this is supposed to be a chaebol third-generation heiress? Anyone looking would just see a bitch in heat.
I caught one of those pink nipples as it swayed obscenely. Hard, yet springy. I pinched it and yanked with everything I had.
"Hooohk, ooooh…!"
Dayeon let out a shrill scream. Her pussy clamped down tighter, and her hips only sped up further.
"Dayeon. Your pussy feels good. How about you? Does my cock feel good?"
"F-feel good…? That's so vulgar…! Hnnn…"
A snort of laughter slipped out of me. My way of talking was vulgar? The vulgar one was Choi Dayeon, grinding her hips nonstop on top of me. Whatever her mouth said, her body was honest.
And I've got the ability to see exactly what Dayeon really thinks.
Choi Dayeon: Cock feels good! Feels so good! Cock tastes amazing… so fucking amazing…!
Schlick-schlick-squelch.
"Dayeon. I'm about to cum. Inside? What's it gonna be?"
"I'll just take the pill…! Cum inside! Why are you even asking all of a sudden?!"
"Ask me to cum inside. Then I'll do it."
"…I already said cum inside."
"I don't like the tone."
"Just cum inside!"
"Dayeon. You don't want to have sex with me anymore? I don't have to fuck you. Even without you, I've still got Si-eun."
Dayeon froze. Conflict flickered across her face. But the answer came almost at once. In this relationship, she wasn't the one holding the leash—I was. She bit her lower lip for a second, then spoke.
"……Hnn, inside—please cum inside, Master…!"
I released the hold I'd been keeping on my climax. Semen erupted out of me with the force of a tiger. I felt every pulse of white seed battering against her cervix.
"Ah, aaaaaah…! It's hot…!"
Dayeon clutched my shoulders and opened her mouth wide. Her eyes were vacant, as if every nerve in her body had retreated into her pussy. She trembled in intermittent spasms. White cum spilled from her.
"Haahk, haahk, hah…!"
Sunk deep in the swamp of orgasm, Dayeon slowly rolled her hips. Even after one load, my cock hadn't gone soft, and her pussy worked it with devoted care. I smiled as I kneaded her soft breasts.
She wasn't trying to climb out of the swamp—she was thrashing to sink in up to the crown of her head. Choi Dayeon could no longer escape me.
About time…
I sent a telepathic message to Makina, the spirit contracted to me. An invisible bond linked us, so we could speak even when apart. Distance put some limits on it, but right now Makina was very close.
Makina. Are you doing what I told you?
—I am. Just needs a little fine-tuning. You think I can't handle something this simple? You just get the success fee ready—Spirit Jade.
You've got five minutes. Exactly five. Miss the window and the Spirit Jade is gone.
—Five minutes? Piece of cake!
Makina was in spirit form in the room next to Dayeon's.
It belonged to Dayeon's mother, Choi Jeonghwa. Past ten at night, Jeonghwa sat at her vanity with a truffle face mask stuck to her skin—a top-tier sheet that cost over fifty thousand won apiece.
If you want to age more slowly, you have to manage yourself properly. Which makes Seong Ha-ri a monster for staying young without doing a damn thing. A monster. Lately her skin even seems better… is she using some fancy product behind my back?
The old saying that a woman in love grows younger crossed Jeonghwa's mind.
Seong Ha-ri meeting a man and falling in love? I've never heard a report like that. Even if she did meet someone… would she actually love him? I can't even picture it.
Jeonghwa found it hard to imagine Seong Ha-ri laughing and flirting with a man. Who would put up with that personality of hers?
Which makes it all the more unbelievable that she had a child. When I found out she had a son, I nearly fell over… I always figured she'd live and die alone.
Mask still on, Jeonghwa went to the bed and lay down flat on her back. Ten minutes of quiet relaxation, peel the mask, then sleep—that was the plan.
A gaze was watching her. Makina, still in spirit form, stared straight at Choi Jeonghwa. Jeonghwa was fairly strong. But she was clumsy at sensing spirit bodies or dealing with non-physical things.
At this level, I can be a little blatant about using power.
Makina put her power to work at once. She slipped a small device into the wall between the rooms and excavated the soundproofing. The moment the insulation vanished, the noise from next door came through.
"Aaahn! Ahn! Hnn, so good…. Ahn! I'm cumming, cummiiing…!"
A lewd woman's voice.
Jeonghwa sat bolt upright in shock. Her eyes went round as she stared at the wall.
W-what did I just hear? Th-that sounded like Dayeon's voice…?
"Aaaaaahn!"
It was Choi Dayeon's moan.
Anyone hearing it would know she was in the middle of sex—an unmistakably filthy voice.
Under the face mask, Jeonghwa's face went deathly pale. To her, Dayeon was a treasure. She had raised her more carefully than anyone, and she had worked hard to keep Dayeon on the right path.
Sex? Of course Dayeon would have it someday. Just as Jeonghwa herself had, Dayeon would meet a husband and sleep with him.
But right now Dayeon had neither a husband nor even a fiancé.
I gave her thorough sex education…!
And she was calling a man into her own room to do that?
Rage flooded Jeonghwa to the roots of her hair. She strode out of her room, fully intending to scold Dayeon and find out exactly what kind of bastard was putting his hands on her daughter.
Killing the man would be difficult. But I can't just leave this alone either. Bind him with every contract I can draft. Then put a watcher on him for the rest of his life…
She was already working out the cleanup.
Standing in front of Dayeon's door, Jeonghwa prepared to knock. But when it came time to actually do it, she hesitated. This incident might make things awkward between her and her daughter.
…Even so, as her mother, I can't just stand here.
Jeonghwa took hold of the doorknob. She'd chosen this over knocking because knocking felt too deliberate—and the door opened without so much as a click. Having actually opened it, Jeonghwa froze in pure shock, not knowing what to do with herself.
"Haahk, hnnngh! Aaaahn! Inside again! Cum inside me…!"
Slap-slap.
Her daughter's coquettish voice and the sound of flesh striking flesh.
Without meaning to, Jeonghwa shrank back and cracked the door just enough to peek inside. The dorm was a studio layout. Open the front door and the whole interior was visible.
Hhk…!
Seeing what was inside, Jeonghwa quietly swallowed her breath. The scene was nothing like what she had expected. Dayeon wasn't pinned under a man—she was on top of him, thrashing her hips like mad. Her half-bent torso sent her breasts bouncing and swaying without rest.
"Haaaaaahn! Aahn! I'm cummiiing…!"
Dayeon jerked and slammed her ass up and down. Thanks to that, Jeonghwa could see her daughter's spread anus and the pussy stretched around a cock.
W-why is that cock so huge?! That massive thing is inside Dayeon's body…?!
The man's cock twitched. He was cumming. A moment later Dayeon collapsed onto him. His cock slipped free of her pussy. From the gaping hole, white fluid poured out without end.
"Dayeon. Want to stop here? Or keep going?"
"…More. I want more."
"What position?"
"From behind…. Fuck me hard from behind."
They switched positions with practiced ease. Dayeon lay face-down on the bed with her ass presented; the man gripped her hips and drove his cock back into her pussy. In the process, Jeonghwa got a clear look at the man's face.
That's Seong Ha-ri's son?!