Chapter 41
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 41
Chapter Title: Hunting the Culprit Who Came on Hana-noona's Clothes and Fled
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"Look. See these spiky things? These are all dead sperm."
I still couldn't make it out on the screen.
Seoyeon explained enthusiastically.
"It's definitely semen. You've been saying it's been staining her skirt for days, right?"
"Yes."
"We have to catch the bastard."
According to Seoyeon's explanation, the fluid on Hana-noona's skirt was definitely semen, but identifying the exact culprit would take a bit more time.
"How much longer is Hana's internship?"
"She said until the end of this week, so until tomorrow."
"It's cutting it close. The composition analysis takes some time."
Lee Seoyeon suddenly glared at me.
"In this urgent situation, you go off having sex first thing in the morning!"
"......Sorry."
"And what the hell is 'butt crack payment'? You were only supposed to sample her breast milk— who said to rub your dick in there?!"
Seoyeon knew all about how I hadn't followed the terms of my first payment with the teacher.
In the end, the teacher's pent-up lust had exploded, leading to a second payment, and Seoyeon was nagging me about it.
She'd started scolding me the moment we arrived at the cafe, but she still wasn't over it.
"Sorry."
"Sigh. What can I do? Your sex is my performance metrics, after all."
Seoyeon handled tasks like she was in development, but she said she was in sales.
The sorrow of the working stiff.
Even with my impulsive actions, she let it slide without docking points for the sake of her own performance.
"More importantly, thinking about Hana getting that kind of treatment... I just can't stand it."
"You know noona well?"
"Of course. How much do you think I care about her?"
She cares about noona?
"All the women you've paid to fuck—I visit them personally and keep tabs."
Yeah, well.
I'd suspected as much after the Ayoung incident before.
"I check if the hints landed properly, if there's any damage to their pussies. I inspect every nook and cranny myself."
Even aftercare is thorough.
What a company Yuksong is.
"So you get how busy I am, right?"
Sales, app development, aftercare.
Wasn't it overloading a single employee?
No wonder it's a mid-sized firm.
"You personally check every woman I've fucked?"
"Of course. Though with Hana, since she's still a virgin, it's not quite 'fucked' yet."
Seoyeon continued with a pleased smile.
"I check them thoroughly while they're asleep. Especially Hana's pussy— even as a woman, it's gorgeous."
"You check that far?"
"She must be vegetarian or something. Her pussy tastes amazing and smells great too. You already know that, right, Jinwoo?"
......How far do you check?
"Pfft! Haha, just kidding. I only do a basic health check. Your face turned all pervy right away?"
Damn.
Fell for it again.
"I'll drop by Shim Yujin's place tonight too. Thanks to you, I've got sudden overtime."
"I'm really sorry about today."
"It's fine. But breast milk from a woman... what does it taste like?"
Seoyeon eyed my drink and licked her lips.
"That's Yujin's milk she pumped, right?"
"Yeah... so?"
"Jinwoo."
"Yes?"
"Ugh!"
Lee Seoyeon reached over, snatched my drink, and slurped it up through the straw.
"Oh... sweet. So that's the taste."
That's the one I was drinking from.
Seoyeon got up, grabbed a new straw, and replaced it.
"Your face looked like you were thinking something pervy, so I swapped the straw."
Tch.
Sharp woman.
'So tonight she'll go to the teacher's place and check her tits herself?'
Can't miss a good show.
"When are you going? Can I tag along?"
"Cut the nonsense and look at this."
Seoyeon pulled out a small plastic card that looked like a SIM chip for a phone.
She took my phone and inserted it.
"What's that?"
"An item I pre-ordered from the shop. Don't worry about the cost."
No.
I'm worried about what it is.
"Is it something good?"
"It's expensive. Remember that seedless watermelon talk from before?"
Of course.
You tried to turn me into one.
"Okay, hold it like this near your balls while it's activated..."
A plinking sound effect came from the phone.
The retro phone strikes again.
Castration Beam has been activated.
"Castration Beam?? What the hell is that?!"
"Heehee. Getting scared?"
You wouldn't be scared if a castration beam sound went off next to your balls?
"You hold it against the target's balls and activate the beam, and it fires after 10 seconds. If you're not using it, switch it back to deactivate."
Thanks for the explanation, but where do I use this?
"This seems super dangerous."
"Don't worry. I tinkered with it, so even if it hits, it'll recover in a week."
"Where am I supposed to use it?"
"Think about it, Jinwoo. The culprit's a perv who sees Hana's body and only jerks off on her clothes before fleeing."
"So?"
"Despite having ample opportunity, he doesn't do anything else—just sprays semen on her clothes. What's the ultimate goal for a perv like that?"
"Uh... face?"
"Exactly. On the last day, he'll aim for her face. We have to stop that!"
Got it.
So, guard noona, and when the culprit tries to shoot his load, use the castration beam.
"I'll keep analyzing the semen, so you head to Hana's school tomorrow."
"Gonna have to skip class tomorrow."
"Obviously. And if things get too urgent to use the castration beam, you take the semen shot to the face for her."
That's a tough ask.
"But what's my excuse to get into the school?"
"Hehe. I've got it all set up. Just show up at the internship school on time tomorrow."
Alright.
Right now, protecting Hana-noona comes first.
I listened to a few precautions from Seoyeon and left the cafe.
"Iced coffee. Here you go..."
Our teacher was still working her ass off in that timid voice.
I'd stopped by on my way home because she was nagging at me, but nothing had improved.
Men glanced at her because of the short skirt that might as well show her asshole and her huge tits.
But still.
"One iced coffee, please."
What could I do?
I had to help her out.
"Yes! Here you go!"
Splash!
The hand grabbing the coffee missed.
The whole thing spilled on the floor.
"Customer! Are you okay? I'm so sorry!"
"It's fine. Not hot or anything."
She hurriedly pulled out tissues to wipe my hand, then squatted down to clean the floor.
The teacher didn't seem used to this skirt.
She squatted with her legs spread wide open, not even closing her thighs.
Her skirt rode up, showing her panties completely.
"Hey, maybe stand up first? Your panties are totally visible."
"Oh! Eek!"
The teacher jumped up in surprise.
This time, her head smashed into my chin.
Thwack!
"Gah!"
"Aaa! Sorry! Customer!!"
Stars spun in my head, and blood filled my mouth.
A man who looked like the manager rushed over.
"Yujin! What are you doing?! Oh god, customer, we're so sorry."
"No, it was my fault for being careless. Don't worry."
Tears welled up in the teacher's eyes.
How did someone this timid end up working at a mart?
I called out to her as she was getting chewed out.
"Don't you remember me?"
"...Pardon?"
"Aren't you Teacher Shim Yujin? I graduated from XX High."
"Huh? Jinwoo?"
The employee break room inside the mart.
I was chatting with the teacher.
The manager offered to cover medical costs, but I wasn't really hurt.
In exchange for not making an issue, I asked for some time to talk with the teacher.
"You've grown into quite the man, Jinwoo. Back then you looked like such a pushover."
Should I just leave?
Anyway, the manager was covering the tasting corner now.
"Thanks, Jinwoo. It was my mistake."
"No big deal. But when did you start working here?"
"Today was my first day."
She smiled bashfully.
The teacher had been clumsy and full of mistakes during internships too, just like today.
She fell a lot.
Probably every guy in school had seen her panties at least once.
"I heard you were teaching."
I'd heard about her from a classmate once.
She'd said yes back then.
"It was a contract position. Didn't get renewed."
"Ah..."
Sad word.
Contract.
"I've got a daughter too. Wanna see a pic?"
The teacher's phone had a photo of a tiny infant.
'Sorry, baby. Feels like I stole all the milk you were gonna eat today.'
"But earlier you said you got divorced..."
"Huh? Did I say that?"
Oh crap.
That was from the payment session.
"Oh... uh, yeah! You mentioned it earlier! To me. Haha!"
"Really? You've been acting weird since then. My memory's fuzzy... feeling kinda dazed. Guess I said all sorts of nonsense."
Seemed to buy it.
I was curious about the teacher's situation, but prying too much would be rude.
"It's not about money. Got alimony from the divorce. But getting married and divorced right away, raising a kid alone..."
The Sperm Pay must've built up familiarity.
The teacher was talking about her past casually, like venting to a friend.
"Going through so much at once... if I didn't do something, I couldn't cope. So I took this part-time gig."
"I see."
"Mom's watching the kid at her place."
The teacher's face looked lonely.
What kind of life was she living?
"I'm rambling on to you of all people."
"No, it's fine. Feel free."
"Hehe. Still a good kid. Jinwoo, I gotta head back. Gimme your number?"
"Sure."
I handed over my Retro Phone.
"Whoa, this the trend now? Looks ridiculously retro."
"Yeah... hear that a lot."
The teacher inputted her number while saying,
"I produce a ton of breast milk. Made some soap with it. Text me your address later. I'll send you some."
......Pardon?
Soap made from breast milk?
"You're living alone, right? You'll need soap. Don't buy it—waste of money."
Yes, teacher.
Your master's grace knows no bounds.
"Been away too long. Gotta go for real!"
"Okay! See you, teacher."
"Yeah. Great seeing you! Get home safe, Jinwoo."
Oh right.
I had something for the teacher.
"Teacher! Wait."
I handed her the black stockings I'd bought earlier.
"Skirt's too short. If you can't break dress code, at least wear these. Should help."
"Wha... huh??"
The teacher's face flushed red, embarrassed.
"Thanks. You've gotten so thoughtful. My Jinwoo."
Just that I have a thing for stockings.
"I'll use them! Get home safe, Jinwoo!"
I watched her back as she left and headed home.
Tomorrow was the day of reckoning.
Time to hunt the bastard who came on Hana-noona's skirt and fled.