Chapter 8: Teacher? No, From Today On, You’re My ‘Sheep.’
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 8: Teacher? No, From Today On, You’re My ‘Sheep.’
It felt like my eyes had finally opened. Lee Ji-yeon spent the rest of the day trembling in anxiety until it was time to leave the academy, offering nothing but pathetic excuses—claiming it was all just sleepwalking, or a mere accident.
Seeing how crimes against men usually resulted in nothing more than a slap on the wrist here, I figured the punishment for a young boy might be similar. Even so, a stint in prison would turn one's life into a complete shit-show regardless of the world.
On top of that, the fact that my mother was a high-ranking police official must have been weighing heavily on her mind. I spent the next three days leisurely observing Lee Ji-yeon without saying a word.
She clearly wasn't sleeping at night; dark circles began to carve themselves under her eyes. Even her fluffy hair, once so soft, started to look frizzy and parched from extreme stress.
Whenever she saw me, she’d still mutter things like, "I was just sleepwalking..." or "It was an accident..." as if passing by. But whenever we were alone, I would quietly whisper back to her: "No. Stop. Don't do that."
It was quite a moving sight to see Lee Ji-yeon sniffling and groaning in agony during nap time.
I really liked Lee Ji-yeon. I liked her fluffy hair, and I liked the horns on her head that looked like they’d make perfect handles. I also liked that she carried around quite a large pair of maternal instincts, and her wide hips were a plus too.
But what I liked most was the fact that I could treat her like a toy.
Nap time came around again. Lee Ji-yeon was biting her nails and clutching her head, showing signs of mental instability as she struggled with what to do.
Leaving her to break down like this would have been a fine punishment, but that was too easy a path for my revenge, and it provided me with no reward.
"Teache—"
"Huh? Yes? Yo-Yong-hwan... W-what is it?"
I really liked those trembling, terror-stricken eyes. Would I, a mere male in this godforsaken world, ever be able to receive such a look again? A strange sense of superiority began to surge through me.
"Give me a piggyback."
"A piggyback? O-oh, okay. I’ll do it."
An inexplicable sense of satisfaction filled me, knowing I had a woman who would do whatever I asked. But I wasn't satisfied yet. No, I wanted to test her.
I wanted to see how I could overcome the malice of a world that claimed men needed to be beaten every three days, that they were lazy, and that they were genetically inferior.
"Alright, hop on."
I pushed against Lee Ji-yeon’s back as she crouched down to let me on.
"Yong-hwan?"
"From now on, Teacher, you’re a 'horse'."
I saw her pupils tremble.
"Are you a horse? Or should I say, 'No. Stop. Don't do that'?"
"I-I’ll be a horse... Come on, now..."
The hair of the prostrate Fluffy Teacher looked incredibly soft. I grabbed a handful of it and climbed onto her back.
"Y-you’re satisfied now, right, Yong-hwan? It’s nap time, so let’s go to sleep, okay?"
"No. I want to ride the horse."
I loved you, you bitch. I wanted to say those words, but I held them back. It wasn't easy to keep my balance, so I reached through her hair and grabbed onto her clothes. I felt something firm and gripped it tight; it felt like a strap.
"Ugh... Yong-hwan, you shouldn't grab my horns..."
"Pardon...?"
My small hands had reached past her fluffy hair and clothes to grab onto her bra.
"Yo-Yong-hwan, I told you no...?"
I looked at my hands again. I was holding onto her bra straps to stay on, but she started moving forward on her own.
The situation seemed to be taking an odd turn. But having reached a state of enlightenment, I couldn't back down now. If I lost the momentum, it was over. I gripped her sheep horns like handlebars.
"Hic?!"
"Giddy-up, giddy-up! You know how it goes, right, Teacher?"
When I actually gripped the horns, she let out a shrill cry and her body shuddered. Something inside me began to squirm. The resentment of all the men who lived under oppression and were insulted as pathetic was tickling my soul.
"Yo-Yong-hwan, s-stop..."
I gave her chest a light tap with my foot.
"It’s 'giddy-up,' Teacher."
At my command, the Fluffy Sheep Teacher bowed her head and began to crawl forward with trembling hands. Something inside me started to throb.
"Ugh... N-no..."
"You’re my horse right now, aren't you? Giddy-up—"
Thump.
I could feel her chest vibrating as I tapped it lightly with my heel.
My heart began to race. It felt like the stress suppressed by those crazy sisters and their insane bullshit was finally being released.
I felt a heat rising within me. Did I really need to live modestly, kindly, and subserviently just because I was a man?
"Teacher, does it feel good?"
"N-no...! Yo-Yong-hwan, please stop..."
She was the one who suggested the riding game and even recommended the handles just because she didn't want to let me down. She had a lot of nerve talking now.
"You’re my 'horse' right now, aren't you? Or would you rather be a sheep?"
If I was going to be violated or broken by those older women anyway, I’d rather be the one doing the violating and the breaking. The moment that thought crossed my mind, life suddenly started to seem fun.
"B-baa.... Baaa..."
As I thought, a sheep is better. Suddenly, I started to like this world.
***
"Yo-Yong-hwan, s-stop..."
Lee Ji-yeon pleaded with the young boy in a trembling voice. He was just one of the many children she taught. The only difference was that he was a boy.
A male student—a troublesome existence that required constant attention and careful management of the parents' tempers.
There had been a slight unpleasantness, but after whispering "accident" and "sleepwalking" a few times, he had quieted down. She thought they could go back to the way things were, but...
"It’s 'giddy-up,' Teacher."
The voice whispering in her ear made her body move forward almost against her will. It was a child's voice—nasal and high-pitched. Yet, there was something undeniable about it.
Lee Ji-yeon had initially thought of him as a cute, lovely future husband who followed her well, unlike the other chores she had to deal with. She had been happy to entertain him, but this situation was completely unexpected.
At first, she thought it was just a brief fantasy, but she never expected it to come to this. Lee Ji-yeon cautiously reached her trembling hands forward. She was being treated like an animal by a child—and a boy at that.
She should have felt humiliated.
"Ugh... N-no..."
She couldn't even understand women who allowed themselves to be dominated by men, yet here she was, being dominated by a male child. If this ever got out, the social stigma would be far more shameful and horrific than going to prison for child molestation.
"You’re my horse right now, aren't you? Giddy-up—"
Thump.
The foot kicking her chest had almost no strength behind it. It was nothing more than a gesture, but Lee Ji-yeon’s teeth began to chatter involuntarily.
It was strange. This wasn't right. But there was something she couldn't stop.
No, it wasn't her who couldn't stop.
"Teacher."
He poked her chest, exposing her inner depravity.
"Does it feel good?"
The voice whispered in her ear again. It was just a child's nasal tone, so why did it sound so sweet? No...
How could a little boy toy with a person like this? She was caught in his pace and couldn't escape.
"N-no...! Yo-Yong-hwan, please stop..."
"You’re my 'horse' right now, aren't you? Or would you rather be a sheep?"
She couldn't say no. Lee Ji-yeon, unable to understand why she was doing this or why she was so submissively following the voice of a little brat, carefully let out a sound.
"Baaa.... Baaaa..."
Just like a real sheep.
"Yes, good job, Teacher. Good girl."
As a small hand stroked her head, Lee Ji-yeon felt an inexplicable sense of peace.
If anyone else saw her like this, it would be the end. Even if the other children saw, rumors would surely spread. She could excuse it as playing, but she knew what kind of expression she was wearing right now...
"I like teachers who listen well. You like that too, don't you, Teacher?"
"B-baaa..."
Lee Ji-yeon nodded frantically at the voice whispering while lightly caressing her cheek. Just a little bit... just a little bit more should be okay, she thought.
"Then that’s enough 'sheep' play for today. I’ll count on you for another 'giddy-up' next time, okay?"
"Huh? Uh... what?"
As the child hopped down with a smile as if nothing had happened, Lee Ji-yeon blinked blankly, wondering if she had been dreaming.
"Yawn... Teacher... I'm sleepy..."
"O-oh... okay... let’s go nappy-nap with Teacher..."
Lee Ji-yeon lay down cautiously beside Yong-hwan, still wondering if she had just experienced a momentary dream.
What was that just now?
No, what happened?
Was that really real?
Lee Ji-yeon felt her heart pounding. Recalling the faint sensation remaining on her chest, she could only swallow hard as she watched the face of the young boy who had fallen fast asleep without a care in the world.
"Baaa..."
Into the ear of the sleeping boy, Lee Ji-yeon carefully let out a soft bleat.