Dancing with the Sword: Josephina's First Lesson
Geum Taeyang massaged Josephina’s entire body, imparting a profound lesson. “Yes… Yesss!!!?????”
Josephina cried out in shock. Her reaction was understandable—being told to strip would startle anyone—but there was a more specific reason. When she arrived at the indoor training hall around four in the afternoon as scheduled, Geum Taeyang had kindly eased the atmosphere, offering explanations and sharing his philosophy. She had been anticipating the advanced portion of the lesson, so the sudden command to undress left her flustered.
‘Ah, shit. Old habits kicking in.’
Even Geum Taeyang realized he had slipped. The old routine of ordering a woman to strip before devouring her had surfaced without thought.
“Haha! It was just a joke. A proper barbarian jest. Let’s try wearing lighter clothes, Miss Josephina.”
That said, the order to strip had not been entirely unintentional. He fully intended to undress her; he had simply skipped the gradual guidance and issued a direct command instead.
“U-um… I have to take my clothes off…”
“It’s fine. Think of it as part of the lesson. Trust me—your master recommended me, after all.”
“Y-yes…”
Josephina hesitated, hands trembling as she began to undress. Geum Taeyang pressed the point by invoking Marianne’s authority.
“I… I can keep my underwear on, right…?”
“Haha! Of course.”
In the end, Josephina stood before him in nothing but her undergarments.
“Then this instructor shall also remove his clothes.”
Swish! Swish! Whoosh!
“Eek!”
“Haha! No need to be so surprised.”
Geum Taeyang stripped without hesitation. His bold momentum overwhelmed the already timid Josephina, who stood frozen in her underwear, unsure what to do.
‘Aaaah…! What an incredible sight…!’
Yet she could not tear her eyes away from one particular spot.
‘That’s where that enormous thing I saw back then is coiled up, isn’t it???’
Geum Taeyang’s underwear, though currently in its flaccid state, still bulged noticeably. Josephina’s imagination painted a vivid silhouette from the memory of their first meeting roughly ten days ago—when she had witnessed the massive member of the Mohican barbarian warrior in all its glory.
‘It was truly shocking… I had wondered what a man’s thing looked like, but to think it could be so monstrous…’
She had lived a life with almost no contact with men.
‘The apprentice nun version of me must have been quite startled by Geum Taeyang’s cock too.’
And Geum Taeyang knew this all too well. Josephina, though not a Nahoja by blood, bore the Nahoja surname. She had been an orphan raised in a convent from a certain point onward. When thieves briefly kidnapped her and the other nuns, Marianne had rescued them, forging their connection.
‘After saving her, Marianne heard about the convent’s situation and took Josephina in. The girl possessed a strong constitution for the Nine Yin Severed Meridians, after all.’
Upon realizing both Josephina’s exceptional aptitude for the Nine Yin Severed Meridians and her talent for awakening abilities, Marianne effectively adopted her. The convent, already struggling financially, had been willing to let her go under the condition of receiving support.
‘For a long while, that erect cock of Geum Taeyang’s never left my dreams…’
Afterward, Josephina spent over six years living in the all-female Nahoja household, much like the convent. Naturally, her curiosity about men began to stir. She had felt little during her teens, but as she turned twenty and her body matured, questions about men surfaced. Then the first male physique she ever saw belonged to Geum Taeyang—190 cm, 106 kg, sculpted muscles, and a 26 cm log of an erect cock. The impact had been immense.
“The first lesson is understanding the concept of naturalness.”
“Naturalness… as in being natural?”
“Exactly, Miss Josephina.”
Standing in his underwear, Geum Taeyang began his ambiguously intentioned lesson for the similarly attired Josephina.
“Intuition manifests in every situation, but to feel it more deeply, one must be in a natural state.”
“F-for example?”
“Like this—hup…! Close your eyes and feel the natural outdoor air caressing your bare skin through the window.”
“C-close my eyes…”
It was utterly perverted. Standing in underwear with eyes closed, feeling the breeze coming through the window.
“Mmm… My mind feels at ease, Lord Taeyang… Is this also natural…?”
“Correct. Comfort—freedom from tension—is the first step to understanding naturalness. You’re following along very well.”
The lesson was sinking in remarkably well.
‘Of course it is. Aside from the stripping part, this is the same teaching Marianne eventually develops in the original story. Through this, Josephina grows another level in Records of Conquering Another World.’
Being good at learning and being good at teaching were different matters. Moreover, Josephina was Marianne’s first disciple. For several years, Marianne herself had been maturing as a teacher through trial and error. Currently, her overly Spartan methods caused Josephina to tense up, producing the opposite effect. At some point, Marianne would use naturalness to loosen that tension—Geum Taeyang was simply accelerating the process by deploying it early.
‘I can feel it… My heartbeat… My pulse… The very thing Master always emphasized… Once I relax, I can sense it…’
Marianne had stressed the unity of self and object. The first stage was the unity of body and mind. As proof of achieving that state, Marianne had described the intuition to perceive bodily functions—and Josephina was finally experiencing it.
“Can you feel your own heartbeat, Miss Josephina? Your pulse too? From your expression, it seems you’ve reached that state.”
“Yes… I can hear it… It’s truly amazing… Both my current situation and how you immediately noticed it, Lord Taeyang…”
“Hahaha! Once you enter the realm of unity between self and object, you can clearly perceive not only your own state but your opponent’s as well.”
Geum Taeyang could not actually see such things. He had simply delivered the line exactly as he remembered from the game, and it happened to land perfectly.
‘I can feel the wind… If I swing my sword along with the wind, would it feel like this? Sometimes I could sense the wind from Master’s sword…’
Whoosh…! Swish…! Swish…!
Immersed in relaxed unity, Josephina moved her body in accordance with the wind flowing over her skin.
‘She’s already shaping up quite nicely. In the end, Josephina may not match Marianne, but she’s still a prodigy.’
Geum Taeyang, now fully in teacher mode, felt satisfied watching Josephina improve by leaps and bounds in an instant.
“Do you remember what I called the sword dance when speaking to your master, Miss Josephina?”
But the audacious Geum Taeyang would never be content with mere satisfaction. Convinced that Josephina had absorbed the basics of unity, he decided to advance to a deeper stage.
“Yes—the dancing sword. I was skeptical when I first heard it, but now I understand. A sword moving as naturally as flowing water would indeed feel like dancing.”
“Correct, Miss Josephina. Well explained.”
Josephina continued moving with the wind while answering. Geum Taeyang, matching her rhythm, wondered what he was truly planning.
“Conversely, we can think of it this way. While dancing, you can experience the organically connected sword lines in a different manner.”
“Ah!”
Geum Taeyang proposed understanding the sword dance more deeply through dance itself. The twenty-year-old Josephina found the logic highly convincing. Moreover, having already experienced relaxed naturalness, she now regarded Geum Taeyang as a highly capable instructor.
“Have you ever danced before, Miss Josephina?”
“Um… It’s embarrassing to even call it dancing… Just hopping around when I feel good…”
“Just say you haven’t.”
“I haven’t.”
Of course she hadn’t now. The point was that, according to the original story, she would in the future. When Josephina turned twenty-one, Marianne, concerned about her future, began taking her to social gatherings she had previously avoided. There, Josephina would experience ballroom dancing for the first time, and Marianne would later reference that moment while teaching the actual concept of the sword dance.
“Let’s dance together. Simply entrust your body to my lead and follow.”
“L-like this??”
“Yes, like this. Is there a problem?”
“I-I’m only in my underwear…”
“Naturalness. Don’t forget naturalness. We’re practicing it right now.”
“Y-yes…”
Geum Taeyang intended to hold Josephina and perform a social dance. He already had memories of dancing during his academy days, and during the Memphis expedition he had danced with Sophia and Nadia. Geum Taeyang was well-versed in sophisticated movement.
“Now then, let’s begin.”
Thud…!
“Mmm…”
Despite wearing only underwear, Geum Taeyang skillfully wrapped an arm around Josephina’s slender waist.
“Dancing isn’t something you do—it’s something that happens to you. When you align with the rhythm and melody, matching your own excitement to your partner’s, your feet move on their own.”
Step! Step-step! Swish! Swish…!
“W-wow…! I’m really dancing…!!”
The skilled playboy Geum Taeyang led the twenty-year-old Josephina’s youthful body with complete freedom, delivering an outstanding social dance. Starting with small, moody circles in rhythm, he gradually expanded into dynamic, sweeping movements. The young sprout of a woman, Josephina, was utterly captivated by the force of a man who had tamed mature females.
Squish!
“Hyaah! I’m sorry! M-my chest!”
“Heh. That’s only natural when dancing.”
“Eek! L-Lord Taeyang!”
“What is it this time?”
“There! There!”
“Where exactly?”
“Lord Taeyang’s thing!”
Of course, the physical contact intensified. The rubbing of breasts and the friction below left the twenty-year-old virgin Josephina completely flustered. Yet soon—
‘Even Lord Taeyang’s touch on my body is becoming part of the melody…!’
Josephina was being drawn deeper into Geum Taeyang’s masterful male gaslighting.
‘My waist is being touched, my hips are being touched… but this is dancing! A dance where Lord Taeyang and I surrender our bodies to melody and rhythm! This is true unity of self and object! I can feel it! This is the feeling I need when swinging my sword!’
Geum Taeyang touched nearly every part of Josephina’s body—everything except directly grabbing her breasts, pussy, or ass with his hands. At first Josephina wondered if this was right, but with no point of comparison, she quickly set the thought aside and surrendered herself completely. Even Geum Taeyang’s sexual harassment now felt like part of the dance.
‘Damn, dealing with twenty-year-old brats is really something, Geum Taeyang.’
Though he was acting like a molester, his current behavior needed to be understood in context.
‘I’ve seen affection rise first, but never seen favorability hit 100 while affection stays stuck at 30. What the hell.’
What did Bianca and Josephina have in common? They were both twenty. Another shared trait: both had reached 100% favorability toward Geum Taeyang. They were the type to fall in love at first sight. Yet their affection remained frozen at 30. Why? Because they were far too ignorant about sex. As a result, Bianca had been temporarily released, and Josephina—having nowhere to learn even if released—forced Geum Taeyang to struggle this hard personally.
‘This is a man’s touch, Josephina. Let your sexual desire grow steadily. If a body like yours doesn’t stir with lust, that would be the real problem, wouldn’t it?’
Grope! Grope! Fondle! Fondle! Grope!
Geum Taeyang poured every ounce of his fingers, forearms, and the soul of a lecherous male into his movements, injecting the taste of a man into Josephina. There was one more reason he was going to such lengths—
Conqueror Geum Taeyang — Fortuitous Encounter Monopoly with Main Heroine Josephina has activated.
‘Oh, there it is!’
The result matching that reason appeared right before Geum Taeyang’s eyes.