Episode 8: I misspoke.
Episode 8: I misspoke.
"Ha-eut!"
It's strange.
This shouldn't be happening.
Am I... feeling it right now?
Yoo Ara was shocked.
The fact that she had been aroused and feeling it from the moment she took off her clothes in front of a strange man—no, to be precise, her tutor, Kim Si-woo.
The moment she took off her clothes and stood before him, her heart pounded like crazy.
"Stay still."
His low voice and the touch of his hands exploring her body.
Every single thing was stimulating Yoo Ara.
This can't be.
I'm not a pervert.
I'm not a pervert who gets off on taking off her clothes in front of a man and being touched.
Dugeun-dugeun.
But her oblivious heart kept pounding.
"Haa, haa."
As Kim Si-woo's fingers touched her breasts more and more explicitly, her breathing became rougher.
Blood rushed to her nipples, making them hard.
No.
This can't be.
The moment his fingers entered between her unkempt pubic hair.
"Hik-!"
Startled, she hiccuped.
Do you really have to touch even this place while tutoring?
Jjil-kkeok, jjil-kkeok.
A lewd sound could be heard.
The sound of fluids that shouldn't be heard echoed through the room.
Her face turned redder and redder.
She was embarrassed.
'It, it can't be a sound coming from me.'
It has to be that way.
There was sticky fluid on Kim Si-woo's hand that he had pulled out of her pussy.
The moment she saw the transparent arousal fluid stretching between his fingers, Yoo Ara squeezed her eyes shut.
She couldn't look.
Because she felt like she would admit it the moment she saw it.
I didn't feel it.
I didn't feel anything.
"Don't tell me you felt it?"
Kim Si-woo, who was examining his fingers, asked her.
"Y-yes?"
"I asked if you're feeling it right now."
"W-what are you talking about! Absolutely not!"
"Then what is this?"
"Th-that is..."
Her brain spun rapidly.
But there was no way her already-aroused brain would function properly.
"That's right. It's, it's pee! Ah, I went to the bathroom before you came, but I couldn't wipe properly so..."
It was an absurd excuse.
But she thought it was better to deny it like this than to admit she had felt it.
The words were already out.
It was insanely embarrassing to become a girl who couldn't even wipe her pee properly, but at least she didn't become a slut who got off on finger-play.
"Is that so?"
Kim Si-woo looked back and forth between his fingers and Yoo Ara, then nodded.
"Right. You shouldn't be feeling it. Someone is trying to teach you seriously here."
Did it work?
Kim Si-woo didn't press the issue further.
He just nodded as if he accepted her explanation.
"And he calls this 'teaching seriously'."
Her voice rose unnecessarily.
Of course, she knew his skill.
She had already felt it, hadn't she?
Thanks to his teaching, her body felt refreshed, her mana capacity had increased thanks to Mana Circulation, and she had received a high score on the weekly evaluation because of it.
It was all thanks to Kim Si-woo.
Her head knew it, but her body couldn't accept it.
No matter how effective it was, she had to take off her clothes.
And she was even getting off on such acts.
A defense mechanism kicked in.
It couldn't be.
There was no way she could be feeling it.
Her voice rose for no reason, and she started grumbling.
"I don't think that's it..."
But she didn't have the confidence to say it loudly, so she muttered it quietly.
At the same time, a slight sense of anticipation arose.
While feeling a sense of self-loathing for having such slutty thoughts—not about how much more she could grow, but about how long this sensation would last.
I watched Yoo Ara desperately denying it.
'Confirmed.'
She definitely has a masochistic streak.
As the appraisal result indicated, her hidden masochism kept rearing its head.
The shame of being naked in front of a man and the look on her face every time I touched her body proved it.
No wonder she reached climax when I hit her with the leather belt.
Was that the reason?
I slapped her butt with my palm.
Jja-ak!
"Kyaaang!"
A sound closer to a moan than a scream.
It was the sound of a woman who was clearly enjoying it.
She's hiding this?
Couldn't her aggression toward others be an instinct to hide her true nature, alongside past trauma?
There were often cases where bitches with a masochistic streak were particularly snappy toward others.
The more a bitch resisted, the more she was filled with a desire to be crushed by a stronger force.
They can't be honest about their desires.
They can't accept that they have such desires, so they dress themselves up in an even more sadistic manner.
While desperately denying it.
Her snappy behavior at our first meeting must have also been a manifestation of her self-preservation instinct.
"Th-this kind of hitting too..."
"It's education. It's to make your mana circulate faster, so stay still."
"Yes."
A red handprint appeared on her butt.
A good idea came to mind.
A way to increase Yoo Ara's grades while simultaneously making her listen well.
'Making her cum properly.'
It was a method similar to forcing Mana Circulation.
I would stimulate her body by hitting various places with my mana-coated palm.
Yoo Ara's body, which was slowly getting used to mana, would absorb it the moment she was hit, and that process would be quite painful.
Having mana forcibly absorbed through the skin isn't a pleasant sensation.
If it's Yoo Ara with her masochistic streak, she'll enjoy it enough.
I stood her up.
"Stay still."
I raised my palm and slapped her breasts.
"Heu-eung!"
"Stay still. Focus on the sensation the moment you get hit."
"O-okay."
Jjaa-ak!
"Kkeu-eut!"
This time, the butt.
Her body flinched and trembled.
She must be able to feel the mana piercing through her body.
The tingling sensation throughout her whole body must be painful.
For Yoo Ara, it would be a blessing.
If her body is already heated up, it will easily turn that pain into pleasure.
Jjaa-ak!
"Heu-eung-eut!"
This time, I hit her thigh.
She bit her lip as if in pain and squeezed her eyes shut.
In proportion to her reddening face, the transparent arousal fluid flowing down her thighs became thicker and thicker.
I pretended not to notice and slapped her breasts once more.
Jjaa-ak!
There were only three places I hit her.
Breasts, thighs, and buttocks.
I focused on the areas with the most flesh.
It required a surprisingly precise technique, putting the right amount of mana into my hand and hitting with the right amount of force.
It's a method of hitting fleshy areas to cushion the impact while spreading the shock through the vibration of the skin.
What if I accidentally hit her stomach or face where there's no flesh?
It could easily cause a serious injury.
That would be troublesome.
"Ha-eut... Heu-eung."
The strength began to drain from her voice as she moaned.
The more that happened, the more Yoo Ara's mouth began to let out agonizingly seductive moans.
She trembled, eyes squeezed shut, waiting for the next slap.
Yoo Ara might not know because her eyes were closed, but the corners of her mouth were slightly curled up right now.
"Ha-eung... It feels good..."
At that moment, Yoo Ara's eyes snapped open.
Unable to believe the words she had just uttered, she covered her mouth.
"Th-this isn't it. I, I misspoke."
"I'm sure you did."
Instead of answering, I slapped her one more time.
"Kyaat..."
The sticky moan was heard once again.
Every time Yoo Ara screamed, my heart pounded too.
Was tormenting a woman such a good thing?
My heart was beating fast.
My crotch was stiff.
Phew, let's calm down.
There's no need to get excited over a student.
Let's separate business from pleasure.
But this bitch Yoo Ara is so hot.
She's insanely hot.
Those large breasts, the buttocks that turned bright red from my palm, the navel holding the flowing sweat, even that unkempt pubic hair.
Everything was hot.
The sight of her moaning kept stimulating me.
-Go ahead and fuck that bitch!
-It's a feast prepared for you, isn't it?
-If you fuck her now, she'll spread her legs herself, won't she?
The words of temptation tormented me.
The scent of the woman, mixed with arousal fluid and sweat, made me even crazier.
I wanted to fuck her right now, but I was holding it back with reason.
'Not now.'
Even if I couldn't overcome my desire and fucked her, it wouldn't be now.
"This is the last one."
Jjaa-ak!
"Kkeu-heuu-eut!"
I finished the main lesson by slapping her butt one last time.
"Haa, haa."
Only then did Yoo Ara collapse onto the floor.
The sweat she had shed soaked the floor.
It was impossible to tell if it was sweat or arousal fluid, or what the ratio was.
That was how aroused she was.
Though she was currently trying to calm that excitement and regain her lost reason.
Looking down at Yoo Ara, I wiped my sweat-drenched hands.
She must be sensitive enough to feel even the air touching her skin.
Because of the mana, her buttocks and breasts must have become as sensitive as her pussy.
She couldn't bring herself to put on her clothes.
If she put them on, she'd cum, right?
She'd writhe her waist and climax.
So she must be trying her best to hold it in.
"Um, Teacher..."
"Why?"
Yoo Ara, who couldn't put on her clothes and was holding them up to roughly cover her private parts, asked.
"Will all the lessons going forward be like this?"
"Are you dissatisfied?"
"It's not that. It's just a little embarrassing, so another method would be, um, better..."
"If you're going to be picky about the method, you won't pass. If you want to argue about teaching methods, pass the 1st round first and then talk."
"Euu-t, I understand."
Yoo Ara nodded.
"But, aren't we going to do lessons on written study, or how to tackle the practical exams..."
"That's for people who have already mastered the basics. Right now, you, Yoo Ara, need to start by mastering the basics."
"...Yes, I understand."
She nodded and shut her mouth as if convinced.
Thus, the third lesson also ended safely.
"Hey, Si-woo!"
After finishing the lesson, I met Bong-sik.
It was for the settlement.
"It's already the 3rd time. I guess you liked it?"
"She's a kid who's quite fun to teach. I'm planning to keep an eye on her."
"Heh heh, I told you. She's a friend who has the basics down. But I didn't think you'd do this well."
"Did she call you or something?"
"She asked, you know? If she could keep working with you."
She asked if she could keep working with me?
No way.
"Yoo Ara didn't actually enjoy it back then, did she?"
"What?"
"Nothing. What did you answer?"
"I told her I'd ask the instructor himself."
Bong-sik asked while putting his hands in his pockets.
"What are you going to do?"
"Doesn't seem like there's any harm in doing it."
"Is that so?"
A smile bloomed on Bong-sik's face.
It probably wasn't because she was paying a huge amount of money.
'It must be a matter of trust.'
Tutoring that never fails.
I heard that was the motto he put up.
So, he couldn't afford to lose the title of doing his best for all students.
"Heh heh, good thinking. Here's 2 million. Travel expenses."
"Is there no additional fee?"
"Don't worry. I'll give it to you."
And he handed over another bundle.
"Here's the remaining balance of 3 million."
"You're giving me 5 million?"
"This is the full amount of that woman's tutoring fee. I'm not getting anything. I'm giving it all to you."
"That's clean. Why are you giving it like this?"
"Because if you hadn't solved it, I would have lost the money anyway. There would have been additional losses too."
"Hmm. Then this is settled."
"I'm clean when it comes to calculations."
I held out my hand to Bong-sik.
"You need to pay my salary."
"What?"
"This is a performance bonus. A bonus for saving a contract that was about to be terminated."
"You thieving bastard."
"You knew that when you applied for me, didn't you?"
Bong-sik let out a deep sigh.
"Alright. I'll give you as much as the other teachers."
"You should spend more on capable people."
"Damn it. I'll pay you double. Happy?"
"Good."
But 5 million for tutoring one person.
Of course, I heard he gets more depending on the situation.
They said he even gets 20 million from rich people.
"It depends on the grades."
As if reading my eyes, Bong-sik opened his mouth.
"Yoo Ara's goal is to pass the 1st round, right? So it's 5 million."
"What about after the exam?"
"We'll have to make an additional contract."
"That's going to cost quite a bit of money."
"Passing the 2nd round is 8 million."
Academy tutoring.
It was secretly a money-eating monster.
"It's cheaper than the 20 million won academy tuition."
"That's not wrong."
I heard that the Daeseong Hunter Academy in Busan doesn't receive government support, so the tuition is twice that of the Korea Hunter Academy.
This academy is sucking up money like crazy.
"How about it? Do you feel like working together?"
"That's a bit..."
"Then you'll only teach this friend?"
"Teaching people isn't really my type."
"Tsk. Well, fine. Instead, you're the one handling that friend, right?"
"Of course. I've already received all the money."
I wasn't doing it for the money.
I was looking at a bigger goal.
But it wasn't the kind of goal I needed to tell others about.
'Daeseong.'
They say a gentleman's revenge is not too late even after 10 years.
I'll raise these kids and get my revenge no matter what.