Condoms... Better Pack Some? It's a Date.
Condoms... I should probably bring some. A date. I never imagined I'd be making wishes like this. Does she have feelings for me?
Thinking about it, her conquest progress is almost at 85%. That means I've gotten deep into her heart to this extent. Of course, I hadn't considered it might be for rational reasons. And why would I? Our relationship is teacher and student. It was closer to not even thinking of approaching it romantically. I hadn't acted that way either.
Or maybe not.
I'd stripped her clothes off by force from the very first meeting, but who would like that...? Suddenly, a single line from Yoo Ara's status window came to mind.
Sexual Preference: Masochist – Derives pleasure from masochistic situations.
Not necessarily, huh. Considering her sexual preference, it probably played a part to some degree.
"The date... right now?"
"Ah, n-no! I-it's already kinda late today, isn't it? The time... Ha, haha."
"Yeah, it is late."
It was already 6 p.m. The sun was dipping toward the western horizon. Too late to do much of anything.
"Right. Y-you're not against it, are you?"
"Not against it. But is a date really enough?"
"Of course!"
Yoo Ara said, her face beet red.
"Got it."
If she wanted it that badly.
Unexpected.
I'd thought she'd want some other kind of gift. Based on past experience.
Like that mana rotation massage from before.
Or acts to satisfy her sexual preference. But a date? It was way more ordinary than I'd imagined.
"Then let's do the date this weekend."
"This weekend?"
"Yeah. That cool?"
"Yes! Sounds great!"
Yoo Ara nodded vigorously.
"Alright, date talk's done for now. Let's look at your error notebook first."
"E-error notebook?"
"I watched the live stream. The second exam."
"Ah... Kinda embarrassing."
I continued, looking at her.
"First, overall assessment. It was good. You used everything you'd learned at 100%. No mistakes."
"R-really?"
"Yeah. You nailed every versatile role in the team. Various scenarios with telekinesis, sub-dealer, aggro ping-pong, deflecting enemy attacks—you handled your role perfectly."
"I worked really hard. Hehehe."
"I could tell."
Dodging Harold's attack had been satisfying too. The tank failed to hold aggro on Harold and it bounced, but she handled it flexibly. By normal standards, it was a perfect 100.
Yeah. By normal standards.
"If I had to pick something regrettable."
"Yes. Tell me."
"Your telekinesis is too noisy. In a place with that many villains to watch out for, you need to operate more quietly."
"Ah."
"You got lucky and didn't pull aggro. If your luck had been a bit worse, you'd have been fighting multiple villains nonstop."
"Got it. I'll keep that in mind."
"Let's practice more."
Nothing else to say.
"That's it."
"...Really?"
"Yeah. The second exam was perfect. Even the viewers watching the match were hooked on your play."
"I-is that so."
The corners of Yoo Ara's mouth twitched upward. She couldn't hide her joy.
"How's it feel going from repeat student to promising star?"
"...Honestly, not sure."
"No calls from other guilds?"
"Professor mentioned it. Said other guilds might make recruitment offers."
"They will."
The Korean Hunter Academy was packed with the nation's top talents. They'd all watched the first-years' second exam footage. She'd probably already be on their recruitment lists.
"But I told the professor I already have a guild contract."
Then she looked at me. Eyes begging for praise.
"Good job. You remembered."
"Of course! It's the contract I made with you, Tutor!"
I smiled at her.
"Guess I'll head out. Just came to pass on the congrats today."
"Ah... Okay."
Her eyes were full of regret. Suddenly, I remembered I'd left clothes with her.
"Oh, right. What happened to those clothes you said you'd wash?"
"Ah, th-those? W-well... Actually..."
Yoo Ara panicked visibly, rambling and changing the subject.
"Th-the washing machine broke! Y-yeah, haven't washed them yet."
"I see. If it's inconvenient, I can just take them and—"
"N-no! It's fine. I offered to do it for you, Tutor. Can't make you go to the trouble."
"Alright then."
"Yes! S-so, yeah!"
Her over-the-top panic was suspicious, but if she insisted.
"Got it. Rest up today. You worked hard."
"Yes! See you this weekend then."
"Yeah. We'll figure out what to do on the date slowly."
"Okay."
I gave her a final wave and turned to leave.
A date, huh. Wonder what I should prepare.
"Aaaah. I'm insane! Washing machine broke? What kind of excuse was that...?"
Yoo Ara clutched her flushed face and shook her head.
She hadn't washed Kim Siu's clothes yet. After sniffing the scent and masturbating once, her mind settled, but with exams looming, she kept going until she passed out. No time to think about washing them.
Even now, Kim Siu's clothes were safely tucked in her treasure box.
She had to wash them now. But the thought of doing so felt regrettable.
"Hoo, at least the talk went smoothly."
The date—her wish come true. She'd agonized over it several times. Ask for more mana rotations? Or learn a stronger version for more power?
But after thinking it over, those were lessons she'd get anyway through tutoring. So she asked for a date.
The reason was simple. To seduce Kim Siu, who didn't see her as a woman. To make him realize she was one.
It stung her pride that he didn't view her that way. Even naked and spread out, he'd only get hard—no further intentions. Offering ramen as a hint, he'd just eat and leave. No moves.
He did massage me that day, though...
But that was purely teacher-student. No romantic spark.
"O-of course, I don't expect him to do anything to me..."
Could she really say that? Even her own excuse lacked conviction.
She knew it. She had feelings for Kim Siu.
Because of his skills? Sure, that was a plus she couldn't deny.
But his sincere gaze during lessons. His sweet voice tickling her ears. The ripped pecs and prominent clavicle muscles peeking through his shirt. His muscular forearms in short sleeves. His masculine allure tempted her endlessly.
"Haa..."
Now, she always thought only of him while masturbating. Drunk on his scent, recalling his massages, imagining his face and voice as she touched herself more and more.
Get a grip, Yoo Ara. He's just skilled as a tutor. Nothing else. I need him to keep getting the scholarship.
Despite such thoughts, she fussed to look pretty for him anyway.
"Hnnng..."
Today, she'd worn cuter clothes than usual to tempt him. Strike a seductive pose while asking for the date—maybe he'd see her as a woman.
Unfortunately, it seemed like a failure.
And besides. Grinning like an idiot at one compliment—what am I doing?
Just moments ago, one praise from him melted away the pressure weighing on her heart.
And why not? Kim Siu was her light, her salt right now. She'd come this far because of him. Her strict mentor and benefactor.
His approval was inevitable bliss.
Of course, she wanted a more advanced relationship now.
Advanced like... doing this and that together until we end up like so...
"Kyaa! What do I do? So embarrassing."
Just imagining it made her face burn.
"Get it together. This is for me. For the scholarship, for my academy grades."
Really? Is that all?
Her heart questioned her true feelings. Yoo Ara dodged the answer.
"This weekend..."
She clenched her fist. Vowing to make Tutor Kim Siu fall head over heels for her.
Even if by force—she wanted him to look only at her.
Time flew by. The semester finals, starting with the first-years' second exam, wrapped up on day four with the fourth-years' second exam.
The first semester was over.
Which meant vacation.
Academy students on break all headed home like clockwork. Those who couldn't stayed in Seoul, continuing their independent lives.
Yoo Ara was one of them. Even if she could go home, she wouldn't have.
Why? Her date with Kim Siu was pending.
"Hye-ri, you heading home?"
"Yeah. Was gonna tell you."
"What about?"
"Showed results as a tank this time, so maybe Oppa will acknowledge me. Found a good teacher too."
"Nice?"
"Yeah. Starting second semester, gonna learn from him."
"Must be good."
"Not famous, but skilled."
"I see."
"Yeah. But it'll cost a lot to get help from someone like that."
She really found someone good.
After the first exam, Lee Hye-ri had hounded her for growth tips, but suddenly stopped. Probably gave up.
Sorry, but no way I'm telling.
She'd found her own method and teacher. Time to relax. Yoo Ara had sensed a strange glint in Lee Hye-ri's eyes lately, but no time to care.
Because...
Tomorrow's the day.
The date with Tutor Siu.
Her head was full of it. What to wear. What makeup. What perfume.
A bit indecent, but...
Condoms... better pack some?
She was busy plotting strategies to seal the deal.
Kim Siu had even made a list before reserving and asked what places she liked. Any allergies? Favorite foods?
His thoughtfulness built even more anticipation.
Thump thump. For tomorrow's date.
"I'll cheer for you, Hye-ri."
"Thanks. See ya after break."
"Yeah! After break."
And so the academy's first semester ended.
I arrived at the meeting spot near Yoo Ara's house—a station entrance—10 minutes early.
Yet...
"Ah, Tutor Siu!"
Yoo Ara was already there. She'd gone all out for this date. Dressed to the nines, drawing stares from guys around. Yoo Ara was one of the academy's top beauties even normally. Impossible not to notice her fully armed.
She waved at me. Her breasts swayed enticingly in response.