The Magic City and the Great Detective
As he watched her, Seong-il thought, Hmm… This girl… No way… Is she a masochist too? She’s a character who never appeared in the original, so it’s hard to say for certain… but given the game creator’s unwavering sexual tastes in designing this world, assuming she’s a masochist wouldn’t be strange at all, would it?
After that thought crossed his mind, Seong-il swallowed. Maybe I should leave a subtle opening and try taming her…? Using a massage as an excuse, applying erotic techniques to stir up her lust and knead her body, I’d probably get a decent read on her reactions.
Seong-il’s eyes slid secretly over Illina’s figure as he imagined her naked. Her breasts are quite large, and that ass I saw up close last time was absolutely killer… those well-trained, rock-solid legs… Heh heh… The electrifying sensation he’d felt a few days ago while spanking her resurfaced, and before he knew it, Seong-il swallowed again.
“Gulp.”
“Hm…?”
Constable Illina turned to look at him as he swallowed dryly. Caught in her gaze, Seong-il quickly averted his eyes and fired a question back at her instead.
“What?”
“I-it’s nothing! Master!”
The pair exchanged light chatter and jokes as they made their way to the training hall. Before long they reached the same gymnasium where they had practiced before.
“Whew… We’re here. It’s pretty hot.”
“It is! We walked quite a distance, after all!”
So saying, Illina handed him a training uniform. Seong-il took the robe and headed to the changing room, where he began to switch clothes.
When he returned to the training area wearing the uniform, Illina—who had already changed—was waiting for him. She bowed politely and greeted him.
“Please take good care of me today as well! Master Seong-il!”
“Sure, sure. Have you been diligently practicing the forms of the Mountain Shattering Divine Fist I taught you last time?”
“Yes! I haven’t skipped a single day!”
“Good…! Then demonstrate the forms for me again today.”
“…Yes!!”
Constable Illina’s voice carried a trace of uncertainty. Still, she soon wore a look of firm resolve and began performing the Mountain Shattering Divine Fist.
Still clumsy.
Her awkward movements still failed to satisfy him. Watching her, Seong-il let out a small sigh and thought, Well… It’s only been a week since she learned it, and this is only the second day of lessons. It was my mistake to expect too much from a complete beginner. I should observe patiently.
At first he had planned to torment her until she ran away. But seeing the serious expression on her face and the desperate effort she poured into training, Seong-il began to consider teaching her properly.
Besides, her ass is so bouncy…
The sexy, firm backside that made spanking genuinely enjoyable. Having discovered the thrill of sadism through her, he secretly looked forward to it.
I’ll use the faults I noted earlier as an excuse—bad posture or whatever—and spank that ass thoroughly at the end of the lesson!!
With such wicked thoughts in mind, Seong-il watched her stance with a hawk’s eyes and began pointing out every flaw.
“Wrists! Straighten your wrists and elbows!”
“Yes…! Y-yes!!”
“Don’t bend at the waist! How many times do I have to tell you to keep your head as still as possible and fix your gaze?!”
“I’m sorryyy!!”
Illina gritted her teeth at his corrections, fixing her posture and repeating the forms.
“Short break!”
“Haa… Haa…! Yes…!”
After training with everything she had, the sweet reprieve left her looking as if she might melt. Seeing her expression, Seong-il began to ask questions.
“Hmm… It’s better than the first time, but it’s still a mess.”
“S-sorry!”
“No need to apologize. It’s only been a week; it would be strange if you were good already. Still, I’m curious about something…”
“….?”
“You’ve trained in other combat styles, right? How long did it take you to learn the basics of those?”
“Well… I’ve been told I have some talent for martial arts, so… for other styles, I could perfectly copy the basic forms after following along just two or three times!”
“Hmm… Then why is the Mountain Shattering Divine Fist…?”
“Ah… The concept is quite different from the martial arts I’ve learned before. It feels like the way the muscles are used is from an entirely different school. Master!”
“Muscles, huh…”
Her answer sparked an idea in Seong-il. He made a suggestion.
“Then I’ll take off my top and demonstrate. Would you like to watch the muscle movements? It might help.”
“Oh… What an excellent idea! Master!!”
“Heh… It’s nothing special. Sit down and rest for a bit. I’ll demonstrate in the meantime.”
“Thank you!!”
After speaking, Seong-il removed his top and took the ready stance for the Mountain Shattering Divine Fist.
“Gulp…”
“…?”
The sudden sound of dry swallowing beside him made Seong-il glance at Illina. Her face was flushed bright red.
“What?”
“I-it’s nothing!”
Illina hurriedly schooled her expression. After seeing that, Seong-il took the stance again and thought, What was that? Did I mishear?
Pushing the question aside, he drew up his inner energy and slowly began performing the forms. His muscles flexed and shifted with each change in posture. Illina watched his body and movements with intense focus.
Once again falling into a trance, Seong-il performed more than ten repetitions. When he finished, he steadied his breathing and asked her.
“How is it? Does it make more sense than before?”
“Yes? Yes!! Seeing the muscle movements definitely helped me understand the differences from my own execution!”
Hmm… She can grasp that much just from watching muscle movement…?
Seong-il didn’t fully understand her reasoning, but he simply nodded.
“I see. Then you demonstrate as well, Illina.”
After putting his top back on and sitting down, he watched her.
“Yes! Master!!”
She took position in front of him once more. Then…
Swish… swish… Tug!
…?! What the hell?! What is she doing…?!
Her action sent Seong-il into a panic. In his astonishment he unconsciously asked,
“Why… why are you suddenly taking off your top?!”
“Ah… Didn’t you tell me to ‘demonstrate’ so I could see my own forms and the muscles moving with them?”
“Uh…”
Her absurd answer left him speechless. He closed his mouth and quickly turned the gears in his head. Fuck… What do I do? I didn’t realize she was this far gone. Should I say it was a misunderstanding and tell her to put her clothes back on?
Even as he thought that, his eyes were drawn to her bare upper body. What he saw was a woman’s physique perfectly honed by training—a completely new type of beauty compared to the women he had slept with before. Where those women had been glamorous with soft, plentiful curves, Illina possessed the toned, firm body of a track athlete, every muscle defined except for her full breasts and rounded backside.
Huh… It’s somewhat similar to Eun-wol, but even she wasn’t this solidly built… Is this what happens when you push the body to its physical limits without inner energy?
While Seong-il stared in a daze, Illina asked,
“Master?”
“Uh… yeah?”
“Did I misunderstand?”
Her question made him think again. No. She took it off because of her own misunderstanding anyway. What’s wrong with looking a little? It’s not like I forced her.
Having found a convenient excuse, Seong-il boldly changed his expression and answered.
“No. Now that I think about it, you’re right. If I can see the muscles myself, I’ll be able to identify the problems more easily. This time, repeat each form ten times!”
“Aah… So that’s what you meant!”
Illina smiled brightly while half-naked, accepting his flimsy justification without question. She took the ready stance of the Mountain Shattering Divine Fist once more and called out,
“I will demonstrate the forms again! Master!”
“Uh… uhh… yeah…”
Seong-il had already forgotten all about form correction the moment he laid eyes on her firm breasts. They look like a full B-cup at least… Doesn’t it hurt to let breasts that big bounce around without any support…?
“Haaap!!”
Whether he was admiring her chest or not, she paid it no mind and performed the forms, her breasts jiggling with every movement.
“Oh! Good! That’s it!!”
“!!”
Seong-il unconsciously shouted, excited by the magnificent breast physics. Shit!
Realizing his mistake, he quickly fixed his expression and continued,
“Yes! That hand movement is perfect! However, try using your shoulder muscles a little less!”
“Ooh!! Understood!! Master!!”
F-fuck, I barely recovered.
Feeling a twinge of guilt, Seong-il forced a satisfied look and began making excuses.
“Indeed, seeing the muscle fibers lets me roughly understand the problems. To come up with such a creative idea! Excellent work, Illina!!”
“Thank you…! Thank you…!!!”
After receiving dozens of criticisms and scoldings, the first praise from Seong-il moved her deeply. Intoxicated by the compliment, she kept bowing and began performing the forms again.
Well… I get to enjoy Illina’s nude show, so it’s good for me. She’s pretty impressive for brushing this off so casually…
Seong-il marveled at the strange mindset of the women who lived in the world of The Magic City and the Great Detective while blankly staring at her bouncing breasts. Damn… It’s lethal… Even sexier than the strippers at Night Dancer I saw when I was playing with Erisha.
The Mountain Shattering Divine Fist possessed short, highly destructive forms that required large, powerful movements. Because of that trait, practitioners often performed wide motions or acrobatic actions. Thanks to this, every time Illina executed the forms, her beautiful breasts and sculpted abs shook provocatively, dancing beautifully in the air for Seong-il’s delighted eyes.
“Haa… Haa…! I have completed the ten forms! Master!!”
Her upper body glistened with sweat from the intense movements. The mysterious sensuality radiating from her body naturally caused Seong-il’s member to stiffen.
…It’ll be bad if she notices.
He quickly sat cross-legged and clasped both hands over his crotch to hide his erection. Maintaining a calm facade, he began explaining the flaws in her technique.
“Aha… I see!! So that was the problem…!”
Although his gaze remained glued to her breasts, the very act of staring so intently had allowed him to analyze her posture with extreme focus. He was therefore able to clearly identify every issue. When he explained the problems in a clear, concise manner, Illina nodded and asked another question.
“By the way. What about the footwork, Master…?”
“Hm? Why do you ask?”
“Ah. Most of the points you’ve given seem focused on the upper body. Honestly, footwork is the most difficult part for me. Every step feels like it gets tangled…”
Seong-il couldn’t possibly admit that he had been too busy ogling her chest to pay proper attention to her steps. He nodded, continuing the act of a strict master.
“Indeed! I can tell there are many problems! The issue is…”
“The issue is…?”
“Unlike the upper body where the muscles were clearly visible, the lower body is harder to analyze. Perform the forms a few more times! I’ll point out the problems quickly. Understood?”
“Yes!! Thank you!!”
Sigh… She actually bought that? She could have easily realized I wasn’t watching her footwork because I was staring at her chest. Her way of thinking really is abnormal…
While Seong-il was lost in thought about Illina’s bizarre personality, she suddenly spoke.
“Master!”
“Yes?”
“This is just my personal opinion, but…”
“?”
“Wouldn’t correcting my posture be easier if you could see the lower-body muscles as well?”
“….?!?!?!?!?”
Is this what true insanity looks like…?!
Seong-il was stunned by Illina’s bombshell declaration that she would willingly strip naked in front of him. Yet he quickly recovered, maintained the stern-master act, nodded, and answered.
“Hmm… No matter how you frame it as training, I am still a man. Are you really okay with becoming naked in front of someone like me?”
At his words, Illina bowed her head as though deeply honored and began to reply.