Master, Let's Do That ♥
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 27
Chapter Title: Master, Let's Do That ♥
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I opened my eyes while lying in bed.
I checked the ceiling and then squeezed my eyes shut again.
"What a fucking shitty dream..."
The Korean Sports Academy collapsing? That could happen.
But the dean taking responsibility and killing herself?
No matter how you look at it, that wasn't the future.
When I got the dismissal notice, I felt a bit resentful.
But that was the choice an adult had to make.
She was the one who spared no support when I decided to try again afterward.
"And... it's not just a matter of her being the dean."
I had built plenty of connections at the Korean Sports Academy.
Networks from being a coach, friends I'd met along the way.
Athletes who came to me for counseling or just to say hello.
The idea of all of them losing their dreams and wandering aimlessly...
If I hadn't known, I would've just lived with a bittersweet feeling.
If there'd been no solution, I'd have accepted it as inevitable.
But fortunately—or unfortunately—I had a way to fix this.
'I can use the system to create star athletes again.'
Athletes like Na-young, full of talent but not yet shining.
I could make them soar even higher.
The academy's downfall ultimately came down to a lack of results.
If star athletes emerged, we could buy some time somehow.
Time for the dean to gradually sort out the problems.
After all, all authority stems from performance.
'I had all these worries... but no helping it. The job stays the same, huh.'
No matter how beautiful the process, a bad outcome fades its meaning.
On the flip side, a good result lets you package any process.
That's sports—victory, competition, results.
If you don't win, all effort rings hollow.
I could turn those athletes into shining stars.
"Phew! So after Na-young, which athlete should I fuck next?"
Muttering such trashy words,
I picked up my phone and got out of bed.
Time to get back to work as a 'Mental Coach'.
...My resolve was solid, but there was a problem.
'No changes in the app.'
Currently, only two slots available for registration.
Taken by Na-young and So-hee Yoo.
No next slot meant I couldn't register anyone new.
No registration, no 'coaching'.
'Is there some condition I don't know about?'
I'd vaguely thought growing Na-young as an athlete would be enough.
But apparently not—still no changes.
'If my guess is right, the next target athlete is...'
Deep in thought while staring at the app, I arrived at the taekwondo department practice room before I knew it.
"Ah, hello, Coach Han."
"Ah... yeah. Hello."
"Let's chat sometime. I'm interested in athlete mental care too. See you."
I maintained a polite distance with the taekwondo coaches.
More precisely, their attitude toward me had changed.
Unlike before, when they ignored or looked down on me, now they treated me properly.
It wasn't just because I'd raised Na-young Han into a player.
For some reason, rumors had spread that I had the dean's 'backing'.
'...Even though she fired me a month ago.'
I didn't bother explaining—no need.
The rumor helped my work anyway.
'It'll be good for Na-young too.'
Me having the dean's backing implied her top athlete did too.
Na-young trained with the taekwondo department.
Thankfully, she'd adapted much faster than I'd expected.
-Pang!Pang pang!Pang!
Far off, Na-young diligently practicing kicks.
Sweat pouring as she honed her form.
Her skills sharpened daily, eyes fierce.
Even her beauty seemed to glow brighter than before.
The term 'goddess of taekwondo' fit perfectly.
"N-Na-young. Wanna grab coffee at the cafe up front if you're free?"
"Fuck off."
"S-Sorry!"
A male student hit on her and got shut down without a glance.
Clearly different from her bullied days.
"Kya~ Look at Na-young's glare. Insane."
"Ah, I should've spoken first. Could've gotten cussed at."
"Ooh, unnie. So jealous... ♥"
...Seemed like no normal people in the department, but anyway, no issues, thankfully.
Na-young, training while ignoring the others like pigeons on subway tracks, suddenly spotted me.
"Ah, Coach! What're you doing here?"
She beamed and trotted over to me.
Completely different from that sharp face moments ago.
"Came to pick you up—got something to talk about. Interrupt training?"
"No~ Was gonna stop soon anyway. Gimme a sec to change!"
Na-young dashed to the changing room and came back out.
Her sweat and body scent blended into a sweet aroma.
The athletes watched us leave arm-in-arm with envious stares.
Even I could tell her attitude toward me was special.
This ice queen giving me VIP treatment? Felt damn good.
We decided on a casual stroll around campus.
The school was spacious, with nice walking paths.
"Na-young, you're popular, huh? Saw that guy hit on you."
"Hmng~ Why? Jealous?"
Na-young said it with a playful smile.
Jealous?
I pondered briefly before answering.
"Yeah. Honestly jealous. Worried you'll glance at other guys."
"Eh... Uh... Uwa...?"
Na-young glitched like a broken cat.
Her pale cheeks flushed red in an instant.
"S-Saying it so direct... I don't know how to react..."
"Heart fluttered?"
"D-Dunno!"
Na-young covered her cheeks in embarrassment, then shook her head and cleared her throat with a hm!hm!.
"No other guys catch my eye but you, Coach. No worries."
"Yeah?"
"Duh. Especially taekwondo guys—they just watched while I got bullied, scared of backlash."
"Ah~ True."
I wasn't about to say bystanders are as bad as bullies.
From her perspective, they weren't trustworthy men anyway.
"Can't compare to a real man like Coach."
"Me, a real man?"
"You stormed into taekwondo dept with me. Total real man."
Na-young nodded vigorously.
"Plus your caring side, bedroom skills, and face... Heh! Those punks are no match."
"Others aside, what about face? Plenty cute guys in taekwondo."
"...You're getting handsomer every day, Coach?"
"That's your love filter."
"Nope. Athletes have sharp eyes~ There's definitely something special I feel."
Truth was, I'd downed a 'Coaching Protein' before coming.
This one bulked up my physique even more.
"I'm the worried one. Too handsome—other girls might fall for you. Already marked my territory."
"Na-young, speaking of that."
I hesitantly brought up what I'd planned to say.
"Thinking of picking another athlete to 'coach' soon."
"Ah~ I see."
"From your side..."
"It's fine. Don't worry."
I turned to look, and Na-young was grinning ear to ear.
"I know what you're gonna say. And really, don't sweat it."
"You sure?"
"You have dreams and goals too. Been thinking about that from the start."
...Na-young was deeper than I'd given her credit for.
Already considering way down the line.
"Monopolizing a genius like you would be selfish. I'll yield a little."
"...Thanks. Truly."
"Hehe! Told you, no need to worry~"
Na-young smiled playfully, but it felt genuine.
"No matter how they struggle, your first is me♥"
"True. I'm one lucky guy. Landing an athlete like you."
Picking Na-young first had been pure chance.
She was just the standout among those nearby.
Her understanding it? Gratitude barely covered it.
"So, who's next?"
"Still deciding. Need to think it over."
I'd already narrowed down candidates.
Had time, so I'd pick carefully.
Slot issue lingered anyway.
"If it's some random nobody, I won't forgive."
"No worries there."
"Hm~ Then... Ah!"
Na-young pondered something, then fiddled with my bangs.
"First impressions matter so much. Time to manage that hair."
"That so? Yeah, due for a cut."
My hair had grown noticeably.
Too busy to care lately.
"Gonna cut soon anyway."
"...Just checking. Where do you go?"
"Hm? Academy salon."
"No way!"
Na-young yelped like she'd spotted someone eating mint chocolate.
"Even players avoid it now. Waste of a good face."
"I'm fine."
"I'm not!"
Na-young dragged me off like it was life or death.
"No can do. Get ready quick. Today, I'll fix you up proper."
In the end, Na-young and I went on a sudden date.
Showered and changed, she led me to a salon.
"Isn't this kinda pricey?"
"Totally normal. Hurry up and get in."
Her regular spot, apparently.
A place frequented by a beauty like her? Trustworthy.
'...Or maybe not? Na-young looks good no matter what.'
"Omo~ Na-young, been a while? Not due yet."
"Here to introduce someone today. Cut him please."
"Omo, omo, omo!"
The stylist seemed shocked I'd come with her.
Seeing me, eyes went wide with repeated omos.
...Note: the stylist was a burly guy with arms thicker than mine.
"Omo~ What a surprise. Na-young bringing such a cool boyfriend."
"...N-Not boyfriend. Not yet..."
"Such a sturdy guy~ Perfect match~"
"Hm! Hm! You asked me to model before? I'll think about it."
They were chummy, chatting away.
I just sat and let him cut.
Her recommendation? Skills top-notch.
No instructions needed—trimmed flawlessly.
"Thanks. Come again~ Na-young's boyfriend~"
Done, and damn, I looked sharp even to myself.
Pricey salons lived up to the hype.
"Whoa... This is killer. First time with a style like this."
"Right? Men need upkeep these days. Especially handsome ones like oppa."
Na-young strutted arm-in-arm, beaming with pride.
Not cheap, but totally worth it.
"Thanks. Great spot you showed me."
"Thank you for showing off that handsome face."
Na-young stared up at me intently.
An intense gaze that felt heavy.
"Na-young? What's up?"
"Argh. Can't hold back. Oppa, c'mere."
Na-young pulled me along with hurried steps to somewhere.
We ended up on an empty park trail.
Quiet woods filled with bug chirps.
I already knew why she'd dragged me here.
She stopped at a secluded yet decent spot.
Her face was already flushed red.
"Made it here—you know what for? Quick, get that dick hard."
"Bit sudden, no?"
"Prime college girl energy♥"
Na-young was already squatting, yanking down my pants and underwear.
She showered kisses on my half-hard dick until it stood tall.
"Hehe♥ Now it gets hard just from Na-young's kiss?"
"Hey. A babe like you kisses my dick—how could it not?"
"Dunno♥ Your face tempted me—your fault♥"
Beats me when I tempted her.
But seeing a beauty like Na-young lick her lips at my dick? Yeah, all my fault.
"Doing it outside under the sky for the first time... so thrilling... ♥"
Dead serious, Na-young stripped off all her clothes and underwear.
Her pale nude body in the woods gave a weird sense of exposure.
"Haa... Feels so exciting. Like turning into an animal... ♥"
Na-young's ears turned red with fresh shyness.
Still, she tied her hair back for the blowjob.
"Na-young's head full of devouring oppa, huh?"
"Obviously. Gonna suck your dick like a total bitch♥"
Squatting Na-young took my dick in her mouth.
Then bobbed her head, sucking fast and sloppy.
"Mmm... ♥ Slurp... ♥ Chup... ♥ Chup ♥"
Strong suction spread sweet pleasure.
Na-young was a total pro at blowjobs now.
Tonguing the glans gently, bobbing to stroke.
"Chup ♥ Chup ♥ Chup ♥ Chup ♥"
Her jaw pistoned back and forth, deepthroating repeatedly.
Getting head outdoors was insanely hot.
"Huuu... ♥"
Na-young, turned on, started fingering herself.
One hand stabbing her pussy while sucking dick.
-Squelch... Squelch...
Focused on the bj, so slow pace.
Still, the wet sounds made my dick throb harder.
"Hue... ♥ Like your disciple's outdoor bj?"
Na-young looked up with pretty doe eyes.
This angle was why I made her do it, personally.
"Love it. Doing great."
"Praise me then♥ Your bitch gets better with praise♥"
"Good girl, good girl. Na-young sucks dick so well... ♥"
"Huhng... ♥"
Wonder if that counted as praise.
She grinned, clearly loving it.
Sucked harder, begging for more.
Couldn't hold back praise.
"Pet your head too."
"Hng... ♥ Mmm... ♥ Ung... ♥"
"Wanna touch those cute ears? Tickle tickle~"
"Eek...?! Huung... Huuup ♥"
Tickling her weak spot ears made her twitch visibly.
Ears red—solid reaction.
"Hue... ♥ Ears are cheating... ♥"
"You're sucking my sensitive dick—complain?"
"No fair anyway... ♥ My service time now."
Whining playfully, Na-young hugged my legs tight.
Clung like a cicada, shaking her head wildly to suck.
"Churip!Churip!Churip!Churip!Churip!Churip!"
'Whoa... She's insane.'
My dick plunged deep into her throat on its own.
Throat pussy squeezing tight—dick melting.
"Gulp!Gulp!U gulp!Gulp!Gulp!U gulp!"
Reading my reactions, Na-young sucked even fiercer.
Cum surged up fast.
"Na-young, gonna cum."
Reflexively yanked her head hard.
Blasted thick cum deep in her throat, blissful.
-Gush!Gush!
"Uung... ♥ Huung... ♥"
Even mid-orgasm, Na-young pressed her tongue under to milk me.
Dick responded, spurting every last drop inside.
Her pretty throat bobbed with each gulp.
Swallowed every bit, no waste.
"Haa~ Coach's thick semen... ♥ Thanks for the meal... ♥"
Stuck out her tongue to prove she'd swallowed it all.
So adorable—I petted her head.
"Na-young's such a slut today. Squatting outside like a real doggy."
"Try a collar next time?"
"Sounds good. If you're down."
"Love to... ♥ Imagining you treating me like a dog already gets me wet ♥"
Puppy ears, tail, collar—leash walk play.
Imagining her like that had me hard again.
"Oppa's dick's already swelling... ♥"
"Stamina's like that. You ain't satisfied yet either."
"Can pound now?"
"Outside, so quickie—I'll make you cum fast."
"Horny pussy today'll be tough... ♥"
Na-young braced against a tree.
Thrust her pale ass back at me.
Pink pussy between cheeks twitched, drooling juices.
"Whine whine... ♥ Master, let's do that, that one ♥"
-Wiggle wiggle~
Na-young blatantly tempted, shaking her ass.
That lewd sight ignited doggy urges.
I slammed my dick straight into her pussy.
-Squelch!
"Aaaang! Getting beast-fucked by Coach in the woods... ♥"
Na-young's premium pussy sucked my dick right in.
Buried deep in seconds, bottoming out.
Fully hilted, it clenched like claiming me.
Cervix welcomed, tickling the tip.
"Na-young's pussy super sensitive now. One thrust and you'll cum?"
"Haa... Haa... ♥ F-Fine... ♥ Fuck me silly."
"Brace—no passing out."
"Haaaang...!"
I pistoned my hips fast right away.
Matching my pace, Na-young unleashed lewd, intense moans.