Aren't We Taking Off Our Clothes?
Heading home, Kim Siu mulled over the tutoring gig once more.
'Teaming up with Bong-sik sunbae would be convenient in a lot of ways, but...'
No matter how he turned it over in his mind, working with him was a bad idea. The lingering memories from their shared past were an issue, sure—but that wasn't the real problem.
'Our goals don't align.'
Bong-sik sunbae's aim was money. Straight-up cash. He'd started the tutoring business to rake in more of it, just like always. The guy had always been driven by the most worldly desire, honest about it, willing to do anything for a buck. That's why Siu couldn't trust him. If Siu stopped being profitable, Bong-sik would ditch him without a second thought.
That's how it had been when they hunted together—they'd clashed more than once because their paths diverged. But Siu's goal was different. Revenge on Daesung. That was everything.
Working together, they'd inevitably butt heads eventually. And could Siu be sure Bong-sik wouldn't betray him then?
'No.'
No need to keep a dangerous element close. Theirs was a business arrangement where they helped each other out. As long as Siu didn't poach his sales, Bong-sik wouldn't come at him with a knife.
So, for his revenge on Daesung, what did Siu need as a tutor?
"Kids with real talent."
Digging up hidden gems no one else had spotted. That was his top priority.
'Naturally puts me at odds with Bong-sik sunbae's students.'
He glanced at the list of students under Bong-sik's tutoring center. Most were rich but underperforming—below the level Siu wanted to teach.
'Sure, there might be a diamond in the rough like Yoo Ara, but better to pass.'
No point stirring up trouble. Talented kids were fierce anyway.
"The issue is finding them."
Going to the academy himself was pretty much impossible right now. Which meant he needed someone to scout for him.
Only one candidate.
'Yoo Ara.'
Using Yoo Ara. Sounded solid. Leverage her as human intel to draw in more students. People would get curious about whoever was teaching the girl who'd skyrocketed in such a short time—what was her secret? That curiosity would bring others through her, snowballing.
"Builds a tutoring network organically."
Student brings in student, who brings in more.
"Not bad."
A great approach. Gave him one more reason to develop her.
'Yoo Ara, I'll make sure to raise you up right.'
In return, you'd better hook me some big fish. Win-win deal.
"Now, what to teach her."
For the first time, he seriously pondered the curriculum.
"Haaah."
Finishing class, Yoo Ara felt a maddening itch all over her body.
"Siu-ssi, right..."
She murmured his name, the tutor who'd just worked her over.
-Top graduate of the Korean Hunter Academy.
-So, wanna take off your clothes first?
-Push through until your sincerity hits home. Show me your desperation.
His first impression had been utter trash. Rude, arrogant—could this really be the academy's star alum? Telling her to strip right off the bat had shocked her senseless.
'Even after realizing he had a method to it, I doubted him for ages.'
Only after seeing her weekly evaluation scores skyrocket did it click. He was for real. And she was the desperate one—failing meant expulsion.
He'd stuck with her despite her suspicions, caring for her right to the end.
Class over, she dialed the tutoring center's director, Bong-sik.
"Yes, this is Bong-sik Tutoring, teaching with trust and sincerity."
"Hello. This is Yoo Ara, the one who complained last time."
"Ah, Yoo Ara. How's it going? Like the new tutor?"
"......"
Did she like him? Admitting it outright felt like showing too much hand, so she held back.
Instead.
"I want to keep going with him."
"Ah, Siu-ssi? Yeah, possible. But he's not officially with our center, so if he says no, can't force it."
"R-Really?"
The thought of not seeing him made her sigh unwittingly. He probably didn't hear. She feigned calm, steadying her breath.
"I'll check with him and get back to you."
"Got it."
Hanging up, she imagined if Siu decided he didn't like her and quit.
'N-No, can't let that happen...'
Suddenly, memories flooded back—her grilling him distrustfully, nearly slapping him in shock.
"If that's why he won't tutor me..."
Should she grovel in person? Might forgive her. Not like she had ulterior motives. Just his skill. A brief touch, and her scores transformed visibly.
Even if the process was a bit lewd.
Eyes closed, she recalled his hands guiding her—back, shoulders, arms, waist, even inner thighs. No dirty intent, but her sensitized senses from mana rotation reacted wildly to every touch.
Enough to leak like that. When he glanced at his finger, slick with her juices, eyeing her—she'd wanted to crawl into a hole. All her secrets laid bare.
She'd wanted to flee, but from her own home? Even elsewhere, his gaze held her fast—irresistible force.
"Haa, haa."
Her body heated up inexplicably. Aftermath of class? Or the mana rotation follow-up? Heart pounding, skin aflame.
"Ah, no, can't..."
Lewd urges surfaced. Once distant from such things, now just remembering his lessons warmed her core.
"Can't hold back..."
She shed her skirt. Fresh from post-training shower, but no helping it. She'd wash again later.
Thump-thump. Surrendering to her racing heart, she eyed her mirror reflection—sitting on the bed, legs spread shamelessly, exposing her most private spot.
Hand to her slick folds, they quivered welcomingly.
"Hngh!"
Familiar yet alien pleasure swept her. Just a quick touch, she'd thought.
Squelch-squelch.
Before long, she was lost in masturbation.
"Teacher, Siu-teacher..."
Calling her tutor's name, she plunged deeper.
"Hnggh! Hit me harder, please..."
Alone at last, she unleashed her hidden masochistic side without restraint, venting her desires.
"Hnnngh!!"
In fantasy, Siu wielded a leather whip, training her mercilessly. Each lash drew slutty cries and floods of nectar.
"Teacher, teach me in more detail!! Hnggh!"
For this moment, her mask shattered—she bared it all. Her private time, after all.
She didn't realize it yet. How she was starting to crave his lessons more and more.
To pull in new students via Yoo Ara, she needed to shock everyone with her scores. Like jumping from dead last to top of her class overnight? Unignorable.
That meant bold teaching methods.
'Passing's easy with my skill buffs alone, but...'
First place was another beast. Needed standout exam results.
Luckily, Siu knew how to deliver that change. A bit of a cheat, but if stats fell short, cheats were fair game.
Work done, he headed to her place.
It was the first time a student had messaged him first—usually, he was the one to initiate.
Businesslike as usual. But today, she initiated. Hooked on the grade rush? She'd pushed Bong-sik sunbae to keep him.
'Nothing boosts satisfaction for academy kids like rising scores.'
Shameful for a girl, yet she messaged first—must love the results more.
Grinning, he replied.
What? Emojis now? They that close?
Shaking off the silly thought, he went over. Doorbell buzzed—scampering sounds inside.
Soon, Yoo Ara opened up.
"Uh, c-come in."
Different vibe. Heavy makeup, floaty clothes unlike usual.
'Perfume.'
Feminine scent tickled his nose.
"What's with all this?"
"Wh-What do you mean?"
"Why so dressed up today? Got a blind date?"
"Bl-Blind date?"
"Academy kids hear that stuff—same class, not pros?"
"Nothing like that."
Her tone cooled—more like sulky.
"Sit first. Last class before monthly evals."
"Ah, yes."
Friday today. With proper guidance and weekend practice, she'd score big on Monday's eval.
Only two weeks between monthly and regular exams—monthly results would carry over heavy.
"Ooh, what's on today's menu?"
She fidgeted, expectant eyes.
"Tricks for easy points on monthly and regular exams. Think speed tutoring."
"Ah, speed tutoring."
"Ready to start?"
She tugged at her collar.
"What're you doing?"
"Oh, aren't we undressing? You always did in lessons..."
"Not today."
"Aww..."
Disappointed look. No way—she was hoping?