Episode 45: Do you still see me as a child, Oppa?
Episode 45: Do you still see me as a child, Oppa?
"Softly, like flowing water......."
Lee Hye-ri was practicing again today to apply the principles of the Thousand Flow Sword Technique that Kim Si-woo had taught her.
Following Kim Si-woo's advice that she needed to master the basics of the Thousand Flow Sword Technique to deflect enemy attacks, she struggled every day to read the manual and apply it.
"Whew, this isn't easy."
She said, looking at the training robot in front of her.
She had brought out the training robot for the first time in a while to master the Thousand Flow Sword Technique Kim Si-woo had taught her.
This humanoid robot, capable of complex attacks and performing at the level of a C-rank hunter, cost a whopping 1 billion.
It was a robot Lee Gang-san had gifted her to practice with before she became an adult.
It was no longer a match for her, so she had shoved it somewhere in the storage, but there was no better opponent for mastering a newly learned sword technique.
Since it was a thing that would fight endlessly without getting tired as long as she fed it fuel.
"Haa, haa."
She practiced, sweating profusely.
The sweat she shed soaked her navy blue tank top.
Wearing thin clothes that revealed her abs and spandex leggings, she moved her body until her clothes were completely soaked and see-through.
"Hup!"
The training process was simple.
Read the sword manual, apply it to the spear, and deflect the training robot's attacks.
Perhaps because it wasn't as easy as she thought, her body was covered in wounds.
"If it were just dodging, I could do it easily, but......."
Changing the trajectory of an incoming attack was not an easy task, no matter how good she was.
"Damn it. Again!"
At Lee Hye-ri's signal, the robot restarted.
Whirrrr!
The robot swung its wooden sword, and Lee Hye-ri swung her spear to change the direction of the incoming attack.......
Clang!
"Kyaaak!"
Another failure.
The spear, unable to overcome the intersecting force, flew away and rolled on the floor.
"Damn it, how on earth did that teacher do it......?"
Lee Hye-ri, her legs giving out, sat down right there.
She didn't even have the strength left to stand up.
"Training over for today......."
Hearing Lee Hye-ri's words, the robot climbed onto the charger placed in the living room.
There were only 3 days left.
The day of the next tutoring session, that is.
If she met Kim Si-woo without finishing the homework of mastering the sword technique, he definitely wouldn't let it slide.
He wasn't that kind of person.
'If I can't do it, he'll give me corporal punishment...... again, right?'
Lee Hye-ri recalled the last tutoring session where she had been spanked while sitting on Kim Si-woo's lap.
Her face turned red just thinking about it.
"Ugh......."
It was a humiliating experience.
No one had ever spanked her before.
No, in the first place, no one could even lay a hand on her.
Thanks to the presence of Lee Gang-san behind her and Lee Hye-ri's quick movements, there was no one who dared to hit her.
Kim Si-woo had spanked her butt.
And even while she was completely stripped.
"Ugh......."
It wasn't even just once.
Seeing how he hit her every lesson.......
'He'll keep hitting me.'
Until she truly becomes a tanker.
She wanted to be a tanker, but she didn't want to suffer such humiliating and shameful things anymore.
She had even thought about telling him not to.
Asking if there wasn't another way.
"But if I say that and he says he won't tutor me anymore......."
She had no other options.
Possessing a firm lack of ability that made her want to become a tanker, she had no choice but to be the 'sub' in her relationship with Kim Si-woo.
A situation where Kim Si-woo, the teacher, was the 'dom' and she was the 'sub'.
It was a very unfamiliar thing for Lee Hye-ri.
"Still, he has the ability......."
He was the only person who said she could become a tanker. And she even felt like she was actually moving forward.
In this situation, telling him not to do it wasn't an easy thing to do.
"It's embarrassing, but......."
She had to endure it.
For the sake of success.
That was when.
Vrrrrm!
Lee Hye-ri's phone rang.
"It's Oppa!"
It was Lee Gang-san.
He had said he was going to clear an S-class dungeon in the United States, but it seemed it was already over.
As expected of Oppa.
Clearing an S-class dungeon in less than a month.
He was someone she couldn't help but respect.
"Uh, Oppa!"
-Have you been well? Are you spending your vacation well?
"I'm always the same. Are you okay, Oppa?"
-Yeah. I just finished the conquest and am resting.
Lee Gang-san's voice was clearly exhausted.
A dungeon that tires out the world's #1 tanker; just how dangerous must it have been?
-By the way, are you still sticking to that idea?
"Huh? Which one?"
-The one about wanting to become a tanker.
"Yeah. Still the same."
-Haa....... Is there no room to change your mind? As you know, Hye-ri, with your stat composition, a tanker is.......
"No, I can do it. I'm trying in my own way."
That again.
Oppa doesn't know anything.
He just says it's impossible.
He's an Oppa she respects, but this side of him that never changes a conclusion once made sometimes frustrated her.
-It's not that easy. No matter how fast you are, a tanker ultimately has to endure from the front.
"I have a method too. And I'm learning in my own way."
-What? You're learning? From whom?
"It's a secret. I won't tell you."
-Are you being deceived by some scammers or something?
"I'm not being deceived by a scammer."
He really doesn't know anything.
That I have talent for being a tanker, that I'm trying for Oppa's sake, and that I'm an adult now too.
-Who is teaching you what?
"I don't know! Hmph! I won't tell you!"
-Lee Hye-ri, I clearly told you to be careful of people putting nonsense into your head.......
"That person isn't someone who puts nonsense into my head!"
-Then? What is it?
"......I'll tell you when Oppa comes to Korea."
-.......
No voice was heard from the other side of the receiver.
A faint sigh was heard, and after a moment.
-Hye-ri, keep one thing in mind. If that person makes unreasonable demands, contact me immediately. And tell me.
"Does Oppa still see me as the little kid who used to be held in your arms?"
-I'm saying this because I'm worried.
"You don't have to worry about that. I'm handling things well on my own."
-That 'on my own'....... Haa, never mind. I'll wrap things up here and go to Korea soon. Let's talk when we see each other then.
Again.
Oppa is treating her like a child again and trying to manipulate her as he pleases.
I'm not that little girl from back then anymore.
"Okay."
-Yeah. Take care. I'm hanging up.
The call was disconnected.
"I'll show you. That I can become a great tanker even without Oppa."
Another reason to receive tutoring from Kim Si-woo had been added.
"Gang-san, why the sour face?"
"Markson, I have a favor to ask."
"A favor?"
"You don't have any work right now anyway, right?"
"Yeah."
"Go to Korea for me. Go to Korea and find out who that guy is, the one pestering my sister."
"Ooh! A sub-quest? The reward will be solid, right?"
"Yeah. That limited edition retro game console from the 90s you said you wanted last time, I'll give you that."
"Whoa! You're giving me that treasure? Something must have happened to your sister!"
"Cut the crap."
Lee Gang-san ground his teeth as he watched Markson grinning beside him.
I don't know what kind of loser it is, but it seems like they're trying to trick my sister to get a big score.......
'If they lay even a finger on my sister, I'll kill them.'
Markson's expression stiffened slightly at the anger of an Oppa worried about his sister.
"Don't worry. I'll talk to Hyung and fly to Korea right away."
"Mr. America won't just let you go."
"Well, at most he'll just give me some light errand. Hahaha."
"I'm counting on you."
Lee Gang-san looked at Markson.
He was laughing playfully, but he was the most reliable man in the Saint Guild.
He would solve it well.
"Gang-san, where was that restaurant in Seoul you recommended before?"
Whew, I can trust him, right?
"Other guilds will start paying attention to A-ra soon."
On my way home after the tutoring session with Yoo A-ra ended.
I muttered to myself, looking at her room with the lights on.
She proved her worth in the 2nd examination.
From a repeating student to 1st place in the 2nd examination.
Of course, she had the disadvantage—or not—of being a year older than the others, but the guilds would see that she had grown rapidly.
On top of that, her versatile combat style using psychokinesis.
She was a support combatant who could play an active role in various aspects in A-rank or higher dungeons.
'They won't be able to tell just by watching the video that she got stronger through tutoring.'
They would try to approach her and seduce her in various ways.
That would probably be.
"Daeseong would be the same."
Daeseong Guild.
The target of my revenge, and Korea's largest guild.
They would definitely be interested in Yoo A-ra, who took 1st place.
But with their rigid minds, they wouldn't think that her grades suddenly improved because of something like tutoring.
'They're sticklers for the basics.'
They were people who thought that separate private tutoring didn't help much with a hunter's growth.
If those among them who didn't think so dug deep into our relationship.......
Then I have my own methods.
I had already thought of enough ways to deceive and dodge them.
I wasn't particularly worried that she would be lured by the name value of Daeseong.
[Yoo A-ra: Conquest Rate - 100%]
That conquest rate, which had hit the maximum, proved it.
But it would be necessary to be prepared.
To build a guild and grow in the future.
If I build a guild in my name, Daeseong's checks will naturally come in.
I needed a slight detour.
Because with Daeseong's interference, it would be impossible to even register a guild or a hunter in my name.
As a countermeasure, I first thought about going to Eastern Europe, where the binding force of international agreements is weak, to temporarily establish a guild.
But the repercussions if caught were too great, so I couldn't implement it yet.
There was still plenty of time left until the kids graduated, so I still had time.
Slowly, as secretly as possible, I will build up my strength.
And I will get stronger by targeting other students to obtain active skills.
That doesn't mean I intend to neglect existing students like Yoo A-ra.
Because, after all.
[Skill: Psychokinesis (B) Recovery]
[Condition: Intense sex with the target (1/2)]
Because I need intense sex to recover the count.
While I was organizing my future plans in my head.
Beep.
The text message notification rang.
-I sent a photo.
It was a text from Lee Hye-ri saying she sent a photo.
"A photo at this hour?"
Out of curiosity, I turned on my phone.
It was a photo of herself reflected in the mirror, standing in front of a full-length mirror with her favorite spear in one hand and her smartphone in the other.
The photo captured Lee Hye-ri sweating profusely while wearing a navy blue tank top. Even her black leggings were soaked with sweat, creating a mysterious atmosphere.
Since she took the photo while covering her face with her smartphone, her photo looked like one of those photos often seen on Star-stagram, showing off one's body.
Like, "Workout complete~♡," that kind of vibe.
"Why did she suddenly send this?"
Is it a trend for kids these days to take and send selfies like this, both Yoo A-ra and Lee Hye-ri?
-I succeeded in 25 sets today. Thousand Flow Sword Technique is not yet.
-You checked it right away since I sent it as a photo?
It wasn't a photo showing off her body, but a text reporting today's homework.
-Pervert.
What?
"Pervert?"
Look who's talking.
Isn't the person sending a photo like this via personal text after 8 PM the bigger pervert?
I typed and deleted a text asking if the person showing off their own body wasn't the bigger pervert.
"What am I doing."
Quibbling with a student 7 years younger than me.
"Forget it. I'll be a pervert."
I sighed and sent a simple reply.
-Yeah. I am a pervert. So send it by photo every day from now on.
If I do this, she'll be quiet for a while.
Maybe it's because she's an immature young lady.
She's tiring to deal with.