Crushing the Court, Time for Discipline

As the second set kicked off, Minseo reveled in her completely transformed senses after her stats had surged, relentlessly racking up points. Her teammates and even the opponents were left slack-jawed, gasping in awe at her performance time and again. The super plays and scores she was delivering were more than enough to send everyone into a frenzy.

"Damn, Minseo's on fire today. Is ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠that really a Korean like us?"

"That crazy bitch... I got nothing else to say."

And to Minseo's dazzling display, everyone cheered her on purely and without a hint of jealousy. They all knew how much hell she'd been through. After suffering a brutal defeat in her pro debut—humiliating enough to make anyone quit—she'd spiraled downward, forced to practice with rookies who were light-years below her. It was basically the same as kicking her off the team.

But Minseo had begged the coach on her knees to stay, even agreeing to play without pay just to hang on. She'd clawed her way back under those brutal conditions. It was a tearjerker of a success story if there ever was one. Knowing her struggles so well, everyone could celebrate her genuinely.

"Alright, let's ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠step it up too!"

Shin Yeojeong, the team's setter, watched Minseo's exploits with a warm smile and rallied the squad with a booming shout. Fired up like they couldn't let Minseo carry the show alone, the Daehan Construction players surged forward with even more vigor.

"Spike it!"

"Hell yeah!"

The Daehan Construction athletes stormed Hyeongmyeong Life like a raging typhoon, sweeping them away. The opponents couldn't mount any real resistance against that ferocious onslaught. Especially when Kim Yuli and Lee Taeyoung, buzzing with adrenaline, shut down every pitiful attack Hyeongmyeong Life scraped together—it was utterly demoralizing for them.

And capping it off, Minseo's spike slipped past their block and slammed the floor for another point.

"Wooooaaah!!"

Every time Minseo scored, thunderous cheers erupted from the stands, turning the arena into Daehan Construction's world. And at the center of it all stood Minseo.

"Kyaaa!"

"Waaah!!"

Right after her latest point, Minseo flashed a brilliant smile and waved to the fans, unleashing a deafening roar from the crowd. In particular, the fans who'd fallen for her after the last match and shown up in person hoisted their fan banners high, screaming their lungs out.

"Looking good, our Minseo?"

"Eek! Hey!"

Yoon Hayoung, Minseo's teammate and contemporary, teased her with a whisper and playfully smacked her ass. Minseo let out a little squeak and burst into giggles.

Anyway, after that quick fan service, the game resumed, and the Daehan squad hammered Hyeongmyeong Life like sharks smelling blood. The opponents were dying out there.

'Where the hell did this monster come from...?'

'Insane... How is that a second-division player?'

With her scoring prowess at 80 and attack positioning at 71, Minseo was impossible for Hyeongmyeong Life's second-division players to handle—their stats were just too low. The only one who could even keep up was their foreign hire, Eshita, but she was too busy dealing with Tanya right now.

In the end, after losing both technical timeouts in the second set, Hyeongmyeong Life's coach decided to throw in the towel for this match to save energy for the next one. Better to conserve stamina than exhaust themselves pointlessly, especially since their league standing was still solid. He soothed the team with kind words, easing the tension.

"What? They're totally giving up?"

"Hey, finish 'em! Sweep it now!"

Seeing Hyeongmyeong Life's defeated resignation, Daehan Construction's players grinned wider and piled on the points. Just like the first set, they cruised through the second, then demolished the third 25-8 for a clean 3-0 sweep.

The message floating before Minseo's eyes nailed it: pure domination.

"Total annihilation."

I grinned, eyes glued to Minseo shining on the screen.

'Call her now?'

The thought crossed my mind briefly, but I shook my head. She was loving every second, and an interviewer was probably coming up soon—better let her bask a bit. Besides, I had crucial business ahead.

'Lee Hyunju...'

I'd thought she was behaving since she didn't cause a scene at the restaurant and obeyed me. But this bitch had brazenly ignored my orders.

'...If she insists on drinking her punishment, so be it.'

Tsk tsk. I clicked my tongue, shut down the feed, and launched the Manager App.

The Manager App kicked off EXP settlement as soon as it loaded. Checking the haul, I shook my head—it wasn't as much as I'd hoped. 515 was decent, sure, but bumping a stat from the 80s to 90 needed a whopping 500 EXP. Not exactly a jackpot.

'Wonder when she'll hit the 90s.'

It'd take a while, no doubt. Anyway, I hit confirm and selected Lee Hyunju right away.

I tapped Yes without hesitation. A new prompt popped up.

'What punishment this time?'

A faint smile tugged at my lips as I thumbed Yes. The world went dark for a split second, then lit up again, revealing the decadent haze of the room. I took a deep breath, grabbed the mask from the wall, and slipped it on. Then I draped the pristine white cloak from the rack over my shoulders and strode into Room 1.

"Ah!"

A short gasp escaped as I opened the door and stepped in.

"Hello, Lee Hyunju."

I bowed politely in greeting.

"Y-You came!"

"...?"

As I straightened up, she shouted at me in a voice brimming with delight.

'What the?'

She was welcoming me like a long-lost lover, her face lit up with a beaming smile.

'...Did I summon the wrong girl?'

I double-checked the woman in the chair—just to be sure—but no, it was definitely Lee Hyunju. Tongue clicking in disbelief, I gripped her chin, tilting her face up to meet my gaze.

"You seem awfully glad to see me."

"Th-That’s..."

"Go on, explain with that fancy mouth of yours. I'll hear you out."

I whispered with a chuckle-laced tone. Her breath hitched in rapid bursts, body trembling violently. Her eyes darted everywhere, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠unfocused... the picture of a woman on the brink of climax.

'What?'

Her reaction was nothing like I'd expected—I flinched involuntarily.

'...Something's off.'

Normally, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠they'd be terrified or screaming defiance. But here she was, swaying like she was about to cum any second.

'Is this bitch nuts?'

I was just baffled.