The Magic City and the Great Detective
Seong-il recovered from the shock as quickly as he could, then put on his strict mentor act. He nodded at her answer and replied,
"Hmm... No matter the reason of training, I am still clearly a man. Are you really okay with showing your naked body in front of someone like me?"
At Seong-il's words, Irina bowed her head as if deeply honored and began to answer.
"Of course...! I have no desire to miss this precious opportunity to improve my skills just because of a momentary sense of shame!"
'This girl's a serious headcase too.'
Seong-il desperately kept his expression under control, trying to look as indifferent as possible. To prevent any possible leakage of emotion on his face, he nodded vigorously to hide his expression while answering her.
"Excellent! With that kind of mindset, I have no choice but to respect your opinion, Irina."
"Thank you!"
After saying that, she turned around and carefully began lowering her pants.
"Gulp..."
Seong-il swallowed hard as he cautiously watched her back. Before his eyes was a woman's back with not a single ounce of excess fat, paired with firm, toned lower body.
'Whoa... She really doesn't have any fat at all. Just how harshly does she manage herself...?'
Seong-il stared blankly, mesmerized by Irina's naked figure. Noticing his gaze, Irina's face flushed slightly as she asked,
"Master! May I demonstrate the forms again now?!"
"Huh? Y-yeah...! Repeat the forms ten times just like before!"
"Yes! Master!"
After saying that, Irina struck a dynamic stance and began executing the forms. Every time she performed a stance, her most intimate areas were completely exposed to Seong-il's eyes without any concealment.
'Hngh... I'm losing my mind...'
Seong-il had unintentionally ended up watching a red-haired beauty's nude show. Although he was just a clumsy fake, he still had to observe her movements and give proper guidance as her martial arts instructor. Yet the incredibly stimulating situation before him made it impossible for him to focus on Irina's forms at all.
'Whew... At this rate, the arousal is going to make it completely impossible!'
Having thought that, Seong-il looked at Irina and shouted,
"Stop for a moment!!"
"Haa... Haa...?"
Irina, exhausted from the intense exercise, bent at the waist with her hands on her knees, catching her breath as she looked at Seong-il. He answered her,
"Let's pause for now!"
"Yes...! Have you identified any problems with my forms?!"
'Uh... It's just too stimulating and I can't hold back...'
But he couldn't honestly say what he was really thinking, so Seong-il gave an awkward smile and nodded. He started spouting whatever came to mind as an excuse.
"Well... From what I see, the best solution seems to be sparring. If you ingrain the forms into your body, your understanding of the Mountain Shattering Divine Fist should naturally increase, which might fix the awkwardness in executing the forms...!"
"Ah...! As expected... You truly are the Master!"
Even though he'd just blurted it out without thinking, Seong-il's solution sounded quite plausible. So he continued explaining the excuse with exaggerated gestures.
"It seems the clumsiness in your forms comes from a lack of understanding, so let's spar using only the Mountain Shattering Divine Fist! However! Instead of actually striking each other, we'll focus on moving as slowly as possible and observing each other's posture!"
"Ooh...!"
"So put your clothes back on—"
"No! If I don't wear a training uniform during sparring, Master will be able to check my posture even better!"
"......"
Seong-il was rendered speechless by Irina's determination. In the end, he let out a sigh, nodded, and gave his consent.
"Fine. Then let's begin."
"But..."
"...?"
"Um... Could I also see Master's muscle movements? I think it would be quite helpful for my training..."
Irina's face turned bright red as she requested he undress. Hearing her words, Seong-il felt dumbfounded and thought,
'What the... Fuck... Why am I the one who has to strip too? Don't tell me this girl...?'
Her request made him suspect she might have some distorted sexual desires. Seong-il secretly sighed and pondered carefully.
'Ugh... It's embarrassing, but it's not like I can't do it. And if things go well, I can use this as an excuse for some skinship too... Ah, fuck it!'
Having made up his mind, Seong-il nodded and answered Irina.
"Alright! If my disciple is asking that much, I have no choice."
After saying that, Seong-il began openly stripping right in front of her. Irina blushed and scanned his body up and down with a strange look in her eyes.
'Hmm... Does she have a thing for being dominated?'
While pondering the meaning behind her gaze, Seong-il assumed a stance.
"Come at me!"
"Yes! Master!!"
Irina attacked Seong-il with the Mountain Shattering Divine Fist.
'I've always used this to attack others, but getting attacked by it feels strangely different...'
After watching his own disciple(?) use the forms he'd trained three to four hours a day, Seong-il felt a fresh new perspective. He easily neutralized Irina's clumsy attacks and began lightly tapping her openings with his palm.
"What are you doing? You said you memorized the forms, yet you can't even block a basic attack, let alone a variation!"
"S-sorry!"
While saying that, Seong-il subtly pretended to attack as he began caressing her breasts and buttocks with his palms.
"Look! All your vital points are completely exposed!"
"Ugh...!"
In this manner, Seong-il taught Irina while thoroughly enjoying groping her body. As time passed, his touches grew bolder during this misconduct, until he was now openly fondling her most intimate areas.
'Groping feels incredibly fun.'
Thinking that, Seong-il continued to knead Irina's breasts and ass under the pretense of striking her. He secretly channeled his inner energy, infusing her body with color qi to toy with her even more.
"Haa... Haa..."
After playing with her for quite some time, Seong-il noticed a peculiar physiological reaction.
'...Is she getting wet right now?'
Because of her lush red pubic hair, it wasn't immediately obvious at first glance. But upon closer inspection, he could see the moisture on her pussy. The sight made Seong-il feel his own member rapidly hardening as he thought,
'Fuck... This is way too stimulating. If this keeps up, I'm really going to be in trouble too! I need to end this sparring immediately!'
Having decided that, Seong-il raised his inner energy. Though his palm strike moved slowly, it carried amplified destructive power as he launched it toward Irina's chest.
BOOM!!
"Cough...!"
Irina had tried to block what looked like a slow palm strike with ordinary defense, but the unimaginable destructive power sent her flying backward in agony. As she collapsed to the floor, Seong-il quickly approached and extended his hand.
"Are you okay?"
"Ugh... Y-yes... Yes..."
Holding her chest with one hand to endure the pain, Irina took Seong-il's hand and stood up. Looking at her, he declared the end of sparring.
"That's enough. We'll stop here for today!"
"Yes...! Y-yes! Master!"
"Whew... Then we'll end the lesson here and—"
"Master Seong-il! Since I failed to satisfy you again today, I believe I require punishment..."
'There she goes again...'
Irina fidgeted shyly, twisting her naked body. Seeing her like that, Seong-il sighed and silently sat down. Irina obediently climbed onto his lap, assuming the same position as before and presenting her buttocks.
Looking at her, Seong-il asked,
"How many strikes today?"
"...Thirty?"
"Hmm..."
"F-forty strikes, please! Master!"
"Good!"
After saying that, Seong-il happily raised his hand and struck her ass just like last time.
"O-one...!"
'Oh... That feels good.'
Thinking that, Seong-il decided to experiment with color qi this time. He recited the incantation inwardly, channeling inner energy into his hand before striking Irina's buttocks again.
"Kyaaah...! Hngh..! T-two...!"
Thanks to the color qi, Irina felt a strange pleasure she hadn't experienced last time. Overwhelmed by the pain in her ass mixed with burning ecstasy, she began to cry out.
"Mmm... Ngh... Hng... E-eight...! Ahnng..!"
'She's openly dripping now...'
Her body heated up from Seong-il's color qi, Irina's love juices flowed freely between her legs. She desperately tried to endure the masochistic pleasure while counting the numbers.
"Twenty-two... Hngh..! Hoo...!"
'Is this a reward or a punishment...?'
While striking Irina's ass, Seong-il thought to himself. As the predetermined number of punishment strikes approached, he came back to his senses and thought,
'This won't do. I've been forcing myself to stay in this world to see the ending, but if this continues, I feel like I'm really going to lose my mind...'
"End!"
"Th-thank you..."
With her face flushed red and a dreamy expression, Irina looked up at Seong-il. That strangely seductive and erotic look made Seong-il flinch as he thought,
'Sh-should I just take her right now?'
He considered it, but soon shook his head. Standing up from his seat, Seong-il continued his thoughts.
'I think I need to return to reality for a while. Staying too long in a world that reflects the game creator's sexual tastes is starting to feel like it's corrupting my mind...'
"...Master?"
When Seong-il stood there blankly without answering, Irina asked in confusion. Her question snapped him back to attention, and he hurriedly replied,
"Ah! You worked hard today! I originally wanted to make more progress, but since there's an important mission tomorrow, I can't push any further."
"Ah...! To have made such arrangements...! As expected of Master!!"
"Right! Then let's wash up and head back!"
"Yes! Master!"
Irina, still completely naked, shook her red hair and gave Seong-il a salute while drenched in sweat. Looking at her erotic appearance, Seong-il thought,
'...Fuck. Reputation be damned—should I just fuck her next time? I need to think about this.'
Having finished his thoughts, Seong-il desperately hid his painfully erect member from Irina's view. After showering, he returned to the office. Then, using an excuse, he went back to his room for a moment. He turned on his smartphone and began thinking about the plans he would carry out after returning to reality.
'First, once I'm back in reality, I'll attend classes for the first time in a while and focus on the sparring lessons.'
'They're still just rookies who haven't fully developed their real combat experience or abilities, but the first and second-years are still espers. If I can produce meaningful results against them in sparring, I should be able to earn proper recognition as a combat-type ability user in reality too.'
Seong-il sighed and continued his thoughts.
'And... is it because it's a world from an erotic game? Being around these people whose screws are all coming loose is making me feel like I'm losing my mind, just like earlier... Could it be that game worlds reflect the creator's worldview and mental state...? Does that mean I need to thoroughly investigate the creators before buying games from now on...?'
Thinking that, Seong-il soon shook his head.
'No. This Magic City and the Great Detective world must just be special. This game creator is famous for being a one-man studio who does all the illustrations himself without outsourcing... Other games probably won't be like this.'
'Since it's the one-man developer that's unusual, investigating wouldn't mean much. It seems more important to use that time to find behind-the-scenes stories or loopholes. There are plenty of famous game developers. Still, reading the main director's interview would be good. That shouldn't be too difficult, so it's worth doing...'
Having finished his thoughts, Seong-il attempted to return from the game world to reality.
"Whoa... It's been a really long time."
His two-room apartment with its appropriately worn style. Having lived in the game world for about half a year, Seong-il found his real-life living space felt strangely unfamiliar.
"Let's see... How were the classes scheduled again...? And what day is it today?"
Having been away for too long, Seong-il had forgotten the lecture schedule. He checked the class times and thought,
'Huh? There's a sparring class today?'
Since he tended to sleep in a lot, Seong-il had left his mornings free and packed all his classes in the afternoon. Confirming that the first class after lunch was combat sparring, he smiled faintly and thought,
'Hehehe... Finally...! The time for revenge has come!!'
Seong-il, who had endured considerable pain for a very long time. After half a year in the game world filled with all kinds of hardships, effort, and fortuitous encounters, he felt fully prepared. Preparing for his revenge, he thought,
'As soon as I arrive... I'll immediately designate Go Yeong-tae and request a spar. Even if I lose, it doesn't matter. If I lose, I can just return to the game world and prepare for revenge again!'