The Broken Elevator (♥︎)

"You worked hard today. Go on in and get some rest."

"Thank you, ma'am. For seeing me all the way home like this."

"It's nothing. More importantly—you still remember the promise you made earlier, right?"

"Haha. Of course. The moment I remember anything about the dream, I'll tell you right away. I've got it locked in."

"Good. Then I'll be going."

"Yes, ma'am. I really enjoyed today. Get home safe."

She walked me all the way to my door, then turned back with a complicated look on her face.

The conversation we'd shared in the lounge was still thrashing around inside her head, leaving her unsettled.

I stood alone, snickering under my breath, and gave her a little fluttering wave until she disappeared from sight.

Her innermost thoughts came through crystal clear in my ear.

Ugh. This is so frustrating.

Did he really have the same dream as me?

It feels like he's hiding something…

But there's no way to check.

Han Gyeowool fretted alone, lost in thought and muttering to herself. Of course, fretting didn't produce any clear answers. Before long she was pressing her temples and letting out one heavy sigh after another.

Unless I told her the truth myself, her torment was only going to continue.

My shabby studio apartment.

I flopped onto the bed and picked up my phone. The familiar pink app was already running on the screen. I stared blankly at it, sinking into a single question.

Should I run Han Gyeowool's training session tonight?

If I were being smart about it, skipping a few days would be the better move. Doing it back-to-back might raise unnecessary suspicion. If the same situation kept repeating, even someone who wasn't an idiot would start to smell something fishy.

I turned the problem over and over—then suddenly wondered what she was thinking right this second.

I activated Mind Link at once and checked in on her.

A moment later the beautiful married woman appeared on the little screen.

Damn. She really is ridiculously pretty.

Han Gyeowool stood in front of a full-length mirror, trying on the lingerie she'd bought today. That seductive figure was more than just alluring—it was pure sensuality. Her body, sculpted so dizzyingly it looked like a work of art, drew a spontaneous sigh of admiration.

Hmm. Not bad.

Does Teacher Kang like this kind of design?

It's a little slutty… but he is a young guy, after all.

Maybe next time I'll "accidentally" let him see it?

Heh. He'd probably start trembling like a total wimp again.

She struck a few clumsy poses, then let out a quiet snicker. After that she slipped a long robe over the lingerie and sat down at her vanity. She seemed to be getting ready for bed, smoothing moisturizer and toner carefully over her skin. Even so, her stray thoughts never stopped.

Still… that dream. I won't have it again, right?

I've never been that turned on in my entire life.

Haa… just thinking about it and I'm already getting wet again.

She slowly lowered a hand and began caressing her own breasts. But the moment her fingers made contact, the sensation clearly ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠wasn't enough; she gave up almost at once.

Yeah, this isn't it.

It was that feeling where even a brush of a hand made everything below go tingly…

A wistful sigh escaped her as yesterday's rapturous moment rose in her mind. In her early thirties, when desire was supposed to be peaking, her ripe female body was craving a male on its own terms.

Naturally her thoughts circled back to me.

Teacher Kang… would it feel like that in real life too?

From the outside he just looks like a softie.

But in the dream he was a complete beast.

Maybe with a lover he's the rough type after all.

Her head was completely full of me. She forced herself to lie down and close her eyes, yet the thoughts refused to settle.

I hope I have a similar dream tonight.

If I keep replaying it like this, won't it get burned into my brain?

Right. Let's just do a lot of dirty imagining first.

Then maybe I'll dream something like yesterday.

And if I'm going to dream, make it Teacher Kang pinning me down.

Like a pure child who still believed in the tooth fairy, she squeezed her eyes shut with fluttering anticipation.

Watching her, I couldn't help bursting into a quiet laugh.

What? The masochist play felt that good? She wants me to pin her again?

Well, she hadn't even known she was a masochist, so of course it had been a whole new world. She'd only just discovered that perverted pleasure and now her body was burning for more.

No wonder she suddenly turned into such a demure lady.

That was why sexual chemistry was terrifying. Once the body was satisfied, the heart could sway surprisingly easily. The so-called fuck-bond built up, and the person themselves started looking attractive.

From the looks of it, that bond was clearly stacking up inside her too. The way she kept evaluating me more positively… the way her whole attitude toward me had changed. Just today she'd even bought me a meal—something the usual Han Gyeowool would never have done.

Maybe she was more interested in me than I'd realized.

In that case, skipping tonight would be a waste. I should go in right now and whisper destiny into her ear.

Yeah. You wished for it so hard—watch me actually show up in your dream. The picture's going to be gorgeous.

I went straight into the cart and purchased Han Gyeowool's training ticket. The price was pretty steep, but I scraped together the points I'd earned last time and just managed to buy it.

Just like last time, I chose Hierarchy Obedience Training as the theme. Then a message I'd never seen before popped up.

Some kind of save system, apparently. But tonight I wanted something closer. I selected the free map that had already been unlocked—the Broken Elevator. For tools there wasn't much to choose from, so I picked massage oil and a switch.

The moment I hit the confirm button, the pink kaleidoscope I'd seen before began spinning again. The objects around me gradually blurred, and a distant dizziness washed over me. I surrendered completely to that floating sensation.

Soon a quiet silence settled in.

When I opened my eyes again, I was standing in a luxurious hotel. I wore a suit and held a small briefcase, staring blankly down the corridor.

—*Ding!*

A short chime rang out and the elevator in the middle of the hallway came to a stop. Looks like the event was going to happen inside. I stepped toward it.

Huh? Nobody here?

Han Gyeowool still wasn't in sight. I decided to wait for her while checking myself in the mirror. The elevator started descending again. Before long another chime sounded.

—*Ziiing*

The doors slid wide open. At the same time a sharp little gasp rang out from the other side.

"…Huh?"

I turned my head toward the voice. Sure enough, it was Han Gyeowool. Today she was wearing an expensive beige "missy" look—a tight dress of snug material that ran all the way down her legs. Thanks to that, everything from the lines of her underwear to the silhouette of her curves was laid bare without a shred of mercy.

She stared at me with wide round eyes. Through the Mind Link I'd already activated, her thoughts came through loud and clear.

What? It's ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Teacher Kang?

Am I actually having a lucid dream right now?

Teacher Kang appeared exactly the way I imagined!

I was just as surprised. She was fully aware that this place was a dream world. Maybe the sensory disruption only happened on the first run. Unlike last time, she was completely lucid.

Well… this isn't bad either. There's its own way to enjoy this.

If she believed this was a dream, that was fine by me. In a dream she would bare her desires without filter. No need to worry about face or pride.

Fortunately she was thinking along the same lines.

Really? This is really a dream?

Then it doesn't matter what I do here, right?

It's just a phantom my own head made up anyway!

The second that thought hit her, Han Gyeowool clicked straight toward me in her heels. Wearing high heels even with a look like that—so perfectly her.

"Oh my? Running into Teacher Kang here of all places? What a coincidence."

She smiled sweetly and stopped right in front of me, then firmly pressed the button for the first floor. The automatic doors slid shut and a quiet stillness ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠settled over us.

I answered her greeting the way I always did—bright and a little fawning.

"Ahaha! What a crazy coincidence! Hello, ma'am! What brings you here?"

"Mmm. Business mixed with a little travel? What about you, Teacher Kang?"

"I have an important workshop. Half of it is basically just me coming to play around, hahaha."

Suddenly her eyes lit up and she asked a sharper question.

"More importantly… Teacher Kang. Do you remember last time? When we were trapped on that uninhabited island together."

She was clearly checking whether I remembered the previous dream. I immediately tilted my head and played dumb.

"Huh? Uninhabited island? What are you talking about all of a sudden?"

"…You don't remember?"

"I-I'm sorry. I've never even been to an uninhabited island."

"……"

She stared at me as if she could see straight through me, then asked again and again.

"Really? You really don't remember? For real?"

"…Yes, yes. Am I supposed to say I do?"

"Hmm. So you genuinely don't remember, is that it?"

She never answered my question. She only let her eyes gleam with wicked light, like a cat that had just found a brand-new toy.

And right at that perfect moment, the event triggered.

—*Screeeech! Thud!*

A violent roar and the elevator slammed to a dead stop. But because she knew this was a dream world, Han Gyeowool didn't panic much. Instead she pretended to be terrified and threw herself into my arms.

"Kyaaaaah! What do we do?!"

—*Squish♥︎*

She hugged me hard on purpose, clearly trying to seduce me. Her sly inner voice poured straight into my ear.

There! How's that? Getting excited? Come on, pin me down!

Are you going to waste a perfect chance like this?

Jump me like a monkey again!

Her soft flesh pressed and molded against me. A sweet body scent bloomed dizzyingly at the tip of my nose. I held her protectively for a moment—then let go without much lingering attachment.

"Whew. Looks like it's just broken. Let's call for help first."

—*Beep!*

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When I pressed the emergency button with zero reaction, her eyes fluttered. She'd put her whole heart into that seduction and gotten nothing for it; the sudden fluster was obvious. The reaction was so cute I kept almost laughing out loud. I fought it down with everything I had and forced the act to continue.

"Let's just sit and wait until the rescue team gets here. You must have been pretty startled, ma'am—here, sit comfortably."

I took off my suit jacket and made a cushion for her. She plopped down on it with her lips stuck out in a pout. Anyone could see her pride had been thoroughly wounded. Once again I had to swallow a laugh.