Yoo Ara's Scent Fetish
“Forget everything we just talked about regarding Kim Siu. Oh, and we only exchanged simple greetings. You know, like friends reuniting after a long time, right?”
“Yeah……”
Han Mi-na let out a sigh of relief as she watched Yoo Ara slowly nod. Just moments ago, when Yoo Ara had glared at her while speaking, Mi-na had wondered if the hypnosis had worn off. But her current reaction suggested it hadn't.
“Now head back to class. And get some sleep. You'll feel lighter after a short nap.”
“Yeah, got……it.”
Using hypnosis on a fellow student always weighed heavy on her heart. She rarely did it unless absolutely necessary……
'This was an important matter.'
Mi-na watched Yoo Ara stagger back to class, consoling herself as best she could, then returned to her own seat.
“Mm?”
Yoo Ara, who had been dozing face-down in the classroom, rubbed her eyes and lifted her head. It felt like she'd been in a deep sleep.
“Unnie, you're awake?”
“Hye-ri……?”
Lee Hye-ri, sitting in the seat next to her, asked with a worried look.
“You must've been really tired.”
“Was I asleep the whole time?”
“Yeah. You came back from talking with Mi-na unnie and just conked out right then. What did you two talk about?”
“……What did we talk about?”
What did they talk about? Her memory was foggy, like a mist had settled in her mind.
“Mi-na called me aside to congratulate me on making it to Class A, and we chatted a bit about recent stuff before I came back.”
Was that really all? Just thinking about the conversation with Han Mi-na made a strange anger bubble up inside her.
It was weird. It was just casual catch-up talk—nothing special. So why did her stomach churn like this? It felt just like……
'When I heard Hye-ri was taking lessons from Tutor Siu.'
But that topic hadn't come up in the conversation floating in her mind.
“Ah, my head's spinning.”
“Unnie, you okay?”
“Yeah, I'm fine. Just a bit dizzy. Feels like someone messed with my head.”
Hye-ri glanced around and whispered as Yoo Ara clutched her head in discomfort.
“Do you need that or something?”
“Huh?”
“You know, is today your…… magic day or whatever……”
Something had happened.
“It's not that. I just suddenly felt off.”
“Really?”
“……”
Yoo Ara glanced at Hye-ri's profile beside her. Her face was a bit flushed unlike usual, her posture subtly seductive, and the faint scent of Tutor Siu tickling her nose ever so slightly.
I'm so jealous. So damn jealous.
Yoo Ara buried her face on the desk and asked Hye-ri.
“Did it feel good?”
“Wh-what? What'd you say?”
“Did it feel good? The reward from Tutor.”
“Oh…… Not really. It wasn't as amazing as I thought.”
Despite her words pretending otherwise, Hye-ri's face turned red.
“How was it…… No, don't tell me. If you do, I'll really get jealous.”
Just seeing her expression made Yoo Ara's chest tighten in pain. She didn't want to hear more details.
It must've felt great, though. Her body would've reacted honestly even if her mouth said no.
That was what she envied most.
“I need to work harder.”
“Huh? What?”
“Nothing. Just psyching myself up.”
Soon after, class began, and the professor entered the lecture hall.
“Nice to meet you all. I'm Professor Park Ji-yoon, the new homeroom instructor for Class A, stepping in for Professor Yoo Dae-seok who's on disciplinary leave.”
Professor Park Ji-yoon's “Urban Combat Training” class began.
“I feel so drained.”
After class, Yoo Ara returned to her apartment and let out a heavy sigh.
From morning, a Daesung scout showed up uninvited, then Han Mi-na—someone she wasn't even close to—suddenly dropped by for chit-chat, and Hye-ri spent the whole day grinning like she was bragging about her time with Tutor.
“Oh right, I didn't even eat lunch.”
The dizziness and bloating killed her appetite. She'd made a perfect omelet rice that morning, hoping for a great start, but instead, it was like Murphy's Law—bad things piling up one after another.
“This sucks……”
She was in a foul mood, drained of energy. Maybe she should just sleep it off.
Ding-dong.
The doorbell rang.
“Who is it?”
Not that Daesung scout again, right?
—Ara, it's me. Tutor Siu.
“Ah.”
Right, today was her tutoring session with Tutor Siu. She'd forgotten because of her heavy head.
Her slumped mood lifted a bit.
“C-coming! Just a sec!”
Yoo Ara quickly fixed her hair and flung open the door.
“H-ha ha hat. You got here fast?”
“……You okay?”
Kim Siu narrowed his eyes as he looked at her steadily.
“Huh?”
“Your eyes look lifeless.”
“D-does it? Really?”
“Take off your clothes and lie face-down on the bed for a sec.”
“R-right away like this……?”
“Don't want to?”
“It's not that, but it's so sudden.”
Yoo Ara hesitated briefly before stripping.
“I'll massage you for a diagnosis, so bear with it a little.”
“Okay……”
I massaged Yoo Ara's naked body as she lay prone on the bed. Every time my hands kneaded her flesh.
“Hngh, haaah! It's been a while, so it feels even better.”
Her relieved moans were pleasing. As I worked her body, I checked the new message that had popped up.
The new abnormal status: Hypnosis Aftereffects. I didn't need to ask who did it.
Han Mi-na. She'd approached Ara.
'What kind of hypnosis did she use?'
Charisma Effect Manifests
1. Forgets the conversation with Han Mi-na.
2. Only exchanged light greetings with Han Mi-na.
The hypnosis Han Mi-na had cast on Yoo Ara appeared before my eyes.
“Feeling better now?”
“Yesss, feels good.”
Mana from my hands rotated through Yoo Ara's body, flushing out the remnants of Han Mi-na's mana in her head.
Sizzle!
With the sound of evaporating mana came a lilac floral scent. Probably the fragrance of Han Mi-na's mana. It faded like a woman's perfume brushing past.
“Hngh, haaah!”
Yoo Ara shuddered, gripping the sheets tightly. She still loved the massages.
Yoo Ara's abnormal status has been resolved.
Yoo Ara's face relaxed further, her eyes squeezed shut. I applied the oil I'd brought from my bag to her back.
“Eek!”
Her back arched as the oil touched her skin. Her oiled glutes glistened under the fluorescent light.
“Ara.”
“Hng, yes?”
I asked Yoo Ara, who was savoring the massage with her eyes closed. With the aftereffects gone, it was time to ask about Han Mi-na.
Her approaching Ara meant she still had lingering attachment to my lessons. I needed intel before confronting her.
“You know much about Mi-na?”
“Huh?”
“Just wondering if you know Han Mi-na well.”
Yoo Ara flinched mid-massage. She stopped even moaning as my fingers pressed in.
“No idea.”
Her voice was icy. I couldn't see her face from behind, but it was clearly stiff.
No point pressing for more. Too bad, but next time……
As I moved to finish massaging her back.
“But why are you asking?”
Yoo Ara rolled over to face me. Her bare breasts pointed right at me—crimson nipples, full curves, slim waist with a perfectly placed navel. The slight puff below her belly evoked feminine allure.
“Ara.”
“Tutor, are you embarrassed? We've already seen everything there is to see……”
“Not like that.”
“Why ask all of a sudden?”
She pressed closer. I met her gaze silently.
“Han Mi-na came by the other day.”
“Wh-why?”
“She knew I'm a tutor. Said since you're friends, she wanted to observe a lesson.”
“Ob-observe?”
“Yeah. Said her skills felt rusty and she needed help, wanted to see how I teach students.”
I continued calmly.
“She probably knows I raised both of you.”
“Ah…… Did you say yes?”
“No. I refused. She'd be here if I had.”
“Why refuse? It's Han Mi-na. They say no one can say no to her, man or woman.”
Yoo Ara pressed her breasts together, staring at me.
“Does the reason matter?”
“Yes.”
“Simple. My students' wishes come first.”
“……Huh?”
“Observing means she'd watch your or Hye-ri's lesson. And you know my teaching style……”
I gently massaged her ample breasts.
“Hnnngh!”
“Not something to show others, right?”
“Haht, th-that's true, but……”
“So I refused. Of course, if you want her to, she can observe. But if you don't, I'll turn her down even if she comes back.”
“……”
Yoo Ara fell silent, lost in thought. I teased her nipples lightly with my fingers as I fondled her breasts.
“Hnnngh!”
“So if you object, she won't……”
“L-let her observe.”
“What?”
“What's there to be ashamed of? I don't mind. I even want to show her off? Haht!”
“You mean that?”
“Yes.”
Her face flushed as she nodded.
“Not just saying it in the heat of the moment?”
“No……”
“You want something in return, right?”
“……”
Yoo Ara stared intently at me.
“Then give me a reward.”
“A reward?”
“Yes. This morning, I smelled Tutor's scent on Hye-ri. That's why my mood's been ruined all day.”
“……”
Exposure play—no, exposure tutoring—in exchange for sex.
“If that's what you want, fine. But today's reward will be special.”
“Special?”
“Yeah. I was planning to give it to you a bit later……”
I pulled out the anal plug tail, headband with dog ears, and collar.
“A gift for scent-sensitive Ara.”
“……Tutor?”
“For today's lesson, you'll be my dog. That's the condition for the reward.”
“B-but……”
“You can't earn rewards with your monthly eval scores. Just allowing observation isn't enough. So I'm adding a condition. What'll it be?”
I held the dog cosplay set and asked Ara.
She stared at me and the set, then bowed her head with a soft murmur.
“……Woof……”
Her ears were beet red, as if they'd burst.