An Accidental Invitation

"Urrrgh..."

After work, Min Yuha sat at her desk, lost in thought.

On one side lay a sheet of paper; on the other, her smartphone.

She continued writing down notes, cross-referencing them with the records on her phone.

"Today, the Class 2 teacher said he was installing the mirroring program for the second-grade teachers after school..."

This was information she had personally verified by asking the second-grade teachers before leaving work.

"Hmm..."

After scribbling a few more words with her ballpoint pen, she pressed the tip of the pen to her lips, deep in thought.

Her schedule was densely packed with handwritten notes.

Comparing the Class 2 teacher's movements—which she had gathered from the children and other teachers—side-by-side with the times her 'Master' had sent her DMs made everything even clearer.

Every time a DM came, the Class 2 teacher was never in his classroom...

Min Yuha already had a ninety-nine percent suspicion just from the fact that 'Master' and the Class 2 teacher shared the exact same scent.

But comparing their schedules like this left no room for doubt.

The Class 2 teacher... was her Master.

"Haa..."

Min Yuha set her pen down.

Now that she knew, things that hadn't made sense before finally fell into place.

The way he had opened the Class 3 mailbox in front of her to look at her underwear, only to pretend he hadn't seen anything.

The way he had suddenly suggested a joint PE class—something he never usually did—right when she had taken off her underwear.

Perhaps all of it had been deliberate...

"Yuha! Yuha!"

A voice called out from down the hall. It was her mother.

"Yes, Mom!"

"Come out and eat. Why do you always lock yourself in your room right after work?"

"Ah... I-I'm coming now!"

Min Yuha grabbed her phone and stood up. Oh, right—the schedule. She quickly covered the densely annotated paper with a book.

"...Is dinner ready?"

"Yes. Hurry up and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠sit down."

When she reached the dining table, both her mother and father were already seated. She stole a glance at her father.

With a stern expression, he didn't even look her way, his eyes glued to the smartphone in his hand. Min Yuha scurried over and quietly took her seat.

"The housekeeper made your favorite today, Yuha. You love japchae, don't you? Have some."

"Y-Yes... Thank you for the food."

She didn't have much of an appetite, but she took a large bite of the japchae anyway. The housekeeper was highly skilled, so it tasted delicious.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Her father, peering through his glasses at his phone, clicked his tongue in disapproval.

"Teachers caught having sex in an elementary school classroom? Good grief. The things people do these days."

"What...?"

"It's a news article. Honestly, so many people lack basic decency. If they're going to do it, they should at least not get caught."

"Ah, um..."

Min Yuha froze instantly.

I thought he was talking about me...

Her mother, taking a spoonful of soup from across the table, chimed in.

"Our Yuha would never do that, right? You mustn't ever do something like that."

"I-I won't...! Mom."

"Right? Of course our sweet Yuha would never."

"Ah... haha..."

Yuha offered an awkward laugh and quickly stuffed more japchae into her mouth.

Her father glanced at her, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

"Still, you never know. Some decent-looking bastard might try to take advantage of her."

"Oh, dear. Our Yuha can handle herself."

"You can't be too sure. I hear young men do all sorts of bizarre things on the internet these days."

"Really, you shouldn't say such things to her. Right, Yuha?"

"Y-Yeah..."

The spoon in her hand trembled violently, spilling soup over the edge. Min Yuha couldn't even lift her head to face her parents.

I'm sorry, Mom, Dad. Actually, I got caught posting lewd photos online, and now the teacher in the next classroom is blackmailing me...! I teach without underwear every day, and yesterday I peed naked in the music room...

...I could never say that, not even if I died!

Her father was incredibly strict. If he ever found out, he would probably faint—or kick her out of the house immediately.

Her father turned his attention back to his phone.

"I'm only saying this because I worry. I won't stand by and watch some worthless punk take away the daughter we raised so carefully."

"There he goes again. I don't know why your father is like this."

"Ugh..."

"Don't even think about falling for those male teachers at your school. With your age, family background, and looks, what do you lack? Why would you settle for a mere teacher?"

"Our Yuha is a teacher too, dear."

"How is a male teacher the same as a female teacher?"

"............"

Her father's lectures were always the same. It was as if marrying her off to a wealthy family was his sole purpose in life.

Of course, Min Yuha had no intention of getting married yet, nor had she ever had a boyfriend. Given her family's suffocating atmosphere, she had never dared to date. That was why she had sought an escape online in the first place...

I never imagined things would turn out like this...

"I-I'm done eating."

Min Yuha stood up, leaving more than half her rice untouched.

"Already? You should eat more of this."

"I-I'm fine. I don't have much of an appetite... I'll head in first!"

Min Yuha fled back to her room. The moment she shut the door, she let out a long sigh and collapsed onto her bed.

"Haa..."

She opened KakaoTalk. Her chat history with the Class 2 teacher appeared on the screen.

She stared at the perfectly normal conversation they had shared not too long ago. To think that the man who wrote those messages was secretly dominating her behind the scenes...

Recalling the events of yesterday, her body shivered. What should she do now?

Should I... just ask him directly?

Ask him if he was the one who sent the DMs, blackmailed her, and forced her to take those photos...

Her fingers moved quickly across the screen, typing out a message.

[Sorry for the late text, Mr. Han! By any chance... do you have a moment to talk on the phone?]

If she sent this, it would be fine, right?

Just as she was about to press the send button, she hesitated.

No.

If she asked him so directly, and he denied it... what then?

"Ugh...! I don't know."

Min Yuha ruffled her hair in frustration.

She was certain the Class 2 teacher was her Master, but she lacked concrete proof. All she had was circumstantial evidence, like his scent and his schedule.

Wouldn't it be better to bring it up the next time Master gave her an order?

After much agonizing, she decided to delete the text.

"...Huh?"

Instead of deleting the draft, her finger slipped, and the message was sent. The number '1' appeared next to it, indicating it was unread.

"Oh no...!"

She had sent it by mistake! In a panic, she desperately recalled the message.

"Phew..."

Fortunately... he probably hadn't seen it, right? He couldn't have.

"Haa..."

She set her phone down. Her racing heart refused to calm down.

How was she supposed to look him in the eye tomorrow?

If the Class 2 teacher revealed his identity and threatened her openly, then...

"...What on earth should I do..."

After sliding the anal beads back into Ryu Sehee's tight rear, I pushed my thick shaft straight into her dripping pink pussy.

Squish, squelch, slurp...!

"Ngh... haaaah...! Ah...!"

"How is it, Ms. Ryu? It feels better doing it with this inside, right?"

"S-Shut up...! Mm, nngh...!"

"Your moans have gotten much cuter."

"Ah, nngh...!!"

Spurt! Squirt!

"Ah... I'm cumming inside Ms. Ryu's pussy again!"

"D-Don't say such disgusting things while doing it!"

"So you like it, right? I'm letting it go!"

"Mmm, nngh...!!"

Spurt! Splurt...!

"Alright, I'm pulling it out again. Relax."

"T-This time, don't pull it out all at once! Absolutely not... okay?"

"So you want me to pull it out all at once?"

"I said no... Mmm-nnngh!!?"

Sliiiip! Splat!

"Haa... ha... ha..."

"Drink some water before we continue."

"...Thank you."

"Once you finish that, I'm putting it back in."

"What...?! E-Enough already...! My ass is literally...!"

"Literally what?"

"I feel like... it won't ever close again."

"Come on. The human body doesn't change that easily. It'll close up after some time."

"Haa... I don't believe you."

Squish!

"Here I go again...! I'm cumming...!!"

"Oh, ohhh...!!"

Splurt! Spurt! Spurt...!

We fucked so intensely that all the strength drained from my body. How many times had we done it? I couldn't even remember. Judging by how ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my body felt, I had ejaculated at least five times, and Ryu Sehee must have orgasmed over twenty times.

"Wow..."

The bedsheets were an absolute disaster. The motel staff would probably curse us out when they saw ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠this tomorrow.

Just then, the motel room phone rang.

"You have twenty minutes left before checkout," the receptionist's indifferent voice announced.

I covered the receiver with my palm and looked down at Ryu Sehee, who was collapsed on the bed.

"What do you want to do? They say we have twenty minutes left."

"2... 20 minutes...?"

Her eyes widened, surprised by how quickly time had flown.

"Yes. Or should we extend it to an overnight stay?"

"A-An overnight stay...? You mean sleeping here?"

"We should, right? It's better than extending it hour by hour."

"Ugh..."

Ryu Sehee covered her face, hesitating.

"It's not like I have a choice anyway! You're just going to do whatever you want...!"

"I'll let you do what you want this time. Here, take the phone."

I handed her the receiver. After a moment of hesitation, she reached out with a trembling hand and took it.

"............"

"Hello? Are you extending?" the receptionist asked.

".........Ex..."

"Pardon?"

Ryu Sehee stole a glance at me, then whispered into the receiver in a barely audible voice.

"...Please extend it. For the night."

Swoosh...

I woke up to the distant sound of running water. Looking around, I realized I was still in the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠motel room. Ah, right. We stayed the night.

I sat up, taking in the sight of the tangled, messy blankets. After extending our stay last night, how many more times had we done it? I couldn't even remember.

I looked at the empty space beside me. Ryu Sehee wasn't there. She must be the one in the shower.

"Haa... what time is it?"

The thought of going to work in this state was exhausting. Honestly, I wanted to take a personal day with her and roll around in bed until checkout, but teachers couldn't just take leave whenever they wanted.

I rummaged through the bed to find my phone and turned on the screen. It wasn't even 7:00 AM yet.

I noticed a few notifications at the top of the screen.

What was this?

Of course we can do counseling. Absolutely.