First Lesson (Part 2)
‘I can’t believe this! With a girl like her! With someone like this…!’
Wi Choryeong grumbled inside her mind.
She hated this woman. She hated Yeon Dohwa.
But this was a teacher’s order.
And that teacher was the same person as the Dean.
In other words, it was the Dean’s command.
As a mere student, she could not refuse.
She had to obey.
Absolutely.
So there was no helping it.
The fact that she had to do… this kind of thing with this woman….
Chuu…
‘Ah, it’s so soft…’
Their lips met.
That was all.
Yet just that single contact was enough for the softness and warmth of those lips to seep into her.
Chuu, chuu, chuup.
They pressed their lips together again and again, rubbing gently.
Ah… it felt strangely good.
“Hmm? Student Dohwa’s reaction is a little strange.”
Indeed.
Dohwa was pulling her head back.
It looked like she was trying to escape the kiss.
That wouldn’t do.
They had to follow the teacher’s instructions.
Wi Choryeong grabbed Dohwa’s head and body, pulling her close and forcing the kiss to continue.
She could feel Dohwa’s body stiffen in her arms.
…For some reason, it was a little cute.
“You have to use your tongue too.”
The teacher’s voice came from close by as he began to give guidance.
Choryeong followed his instructions exactly.
She opened her mouth.
She extended her tongue.
She licked Dohwa’s lips, invaded the inside of her mouth, and entwined their tongues together.
A rich peach scent suddenly flooded her senses.
At the same time, everything before Choryeong’s eyes turned pure white.
“Ch-Choryeong… Miss Choryeong… stop… you can’t…”
“Haa… haa… Miss Dohwa… Dohwaa…♡”
Even when Dohwa tried to turn her head away to escape the kiss, it was useless.
Choryeong simply turned her face back again.
Dohwa kept trying to pull away.
But soon her back hit the wall.
There was nowhere left to run.
Choryeong pressed even closer, sucking greedily at her lips.
She pinned both of Dohwa’s arms against the wall.
Dohwa couldn’t resist.
Even though she could have easily broken free from this level of restraint.
She was so pretty.
Her strength was incredible.
She even smelled wonderful.
This jealousy-inducing… perfect female…!!
“Then let’s begin the lesson properly. It’s good that both of you are so enthusiastic, but please pay attention to this side as well.”
And so the class began.
.
.
.
The lesson ended.
The two of them were new students who had enrolled only yesterday and the day before.
This was a sort of preliminary education before they were officially placed into regular classes.
How to use the facilities here.
How to live within the academy.
The daily routine going forward.
Things like that.
‘The truly important information will be injected directly into your brains later, so it doesn’t really matter if you don’t listen.’
Even so.
It was still somewhat disappointing to see them lose focus this badly.
Haa… haa… haaah…!
At some point the two of them had collapsed to the floor.
More precisely.
Choryeong was straddling the fallen Dohwa, sitting on top of her.
“Dohwa… Miss Dohwaaa… Dohwa… Dohwa… ehehe… huwaa…♡”
Choryeong actively rubbed her breasts and body against Dohwa’s.
Every so often her hips would twitch and her mound would grind insistently against the other girl.
It looked like she was begging for something.
He knew exactly what she wanted.
There were ways for two women to satisfy that desire.
Unfortunately, she lacked the relevant knowledge.
So all she could do was rub her body against Dohwa like a spoiled child throwing a tantrum.
“Ugh… Miss… Choryeong…”
‘…Hmm.’
The pinned-down Dohwa was shyly responding to Choryeong’s desires.
But she still seemed to be resisting.
‘Is she fighting the hypnosis?’
It looked like he would need to check.
Anyway.
The lesson was now over.
“Alright, both of you, calm down. You can stop now.”
Only then did the two of them stop moving.
Yet their eyes still glistened with raw desire.
The temporary instructor clone, Gran, took Choryeong by the arm and helped her up.
“Ah, no…” Choryeong protested weakly.
But the moment he stroked her dripping pussy, she let out a sweet “Aaaahng…♡” and immediately stopped resisting.
“You’re in full heat. It’s hard to get this worked up from the nano-machines alone. Maybe it’s just in your nature to be a pervert.”
“Hik… N-no, that’s not… ahuu… huu…♡”
“Here, I’ll take care of it for you. Put your hands on the desk and stand there.”
Choryeong, as expected, obeyed without complaint.
She quickly braced her hands on the desk and presented her cute little ass.
Then Gran’s cock touched her slick slit.
He thrust straight into the sticky-wet folds.
That thick, firm shaft plunged deep inside her.
All the way to the very deepest part.
Penetrating her completely.
“Ahaaaaaaaaaah♡♡ Huwaaa♡!!”
Choryeong cried out loudly.
It was only a single thrust.
Yet her reaction was excessive.
All from a single day’s worth of nano-machines.
Still.
It was more convenient when they enjoyed it.
For the sake of future plans.
“I’m going to move now. Here we go.”
Gran began to fuck her.
Slow and leisurely at first, then gradually harder and faster.
Eung… ahng… aht… kyaheuuung…♡
Every time he drove into her, sweet, feminine moans befitting a refined young lady spilled from Choryeong’s lips.
He stirred and churned her soaking wet insides.
Pounding against her womb with heavy, rhythmic thumps.
Sometimes he turned her head to kiss her, slipping a hand between her legs to rub her clit.
Choryeong twitched her shoulders and thighs in constant pleasure.
Once he had enjoyed her enough,
he came.
Spurt, spurt, spurt…
Thick, powerful jets of semen flooded her pussy.
…He hadn’t performed any contraception procedures yet, but it should be fine.
“Uhek… heek… hik-…♡”
“You can rest for a bit.”
When he pulled out and released her,
Choryeong slid weakly to the floor and sat there in a daze.
Thick white fluid oozed from her pussy in a long, sticky trail.
Next was Dohwa’s turn.
His clone cock was still far from satisfied.
Both Gran’s main body and his clones, having undergone special modifications, possessed sexual desire dozens of times greater than a normal human… though he kept it somewhat under control.
Sleung—
“……?”
When he turned around with his erect cock still standing tall,
a sharp blue blade was thrust toward him.
Dohwa had somehow gotten to her feet and drawn her sword, pointing it straight at him.
She was breathing hard from the effects of the nano-machines.
Kiss marks covered her entire body.
She was completely naked.
Juices were still dripping from her pussy in long, glistening strands.
Yet her eyes still held a mysterious star-like gleam and a strong light of will.
“What exactly does this mean, Student Dohwa?”
“……Ugh…”
“Have you forgotten Student Rule Number Four?”
No student may harm him.
That fact should have been firmly engraved into her mind through hypnosis.
Yet Dohwa still kept the blade pointed at him.
However.
A moment later, the sword slowly lowered.
The light of will in her eyes faded away.
The sword slipped from her fingers and fell to the floor with a clatter.
“Good. That’s how it should be.”
He approached Dohwa,
pulled her into his arms,
and grabbed her ass with both hands, lifting her up.
“Stop… aaah…♡ Huuuu…♡♡”
Just that was enough.
All strength left Dohwa’s body and she obediently leaned against his chest.
Her will to resist had completely vanished.
A short while later,
just like Choryeong,
she spread her legs for him and received a thick creampie deep inside her pussy.
The two greatest rising stars of the current righteous Murim world—ranked first and second among the younger generation—
now stood side by side, both of their pussies leaking thick white semen….
* * *
When I came to my senses, morning classes had already ended.
It felt like the time had passed in the blink of an eye.
I also had the vague feeling that something had felt incredibly good.
“……?”
I tilted my head in confusion.
What exactly had felt so good? I couldn’t remember.
“Shall we go eat, Miss Choryeong?”
“Ugh, who said…!”
“It feels a bit lonely eating alone. Is that not okay?”
“A swordsman doesn’t get lonely over something so trivial! Go by yourself!”
Even though she said that,
Miss Choryeong didn’t actually walk off on her own.
It seemed she was willing to eat together after all.
Despite the way she spoke,
she really was a kind person.
That was exactly why I wanted to get closer to her.
She had helped me last year as well.
“The afternoon classes will be held in a different location, so please receive guidance from the attendant in charge.”
“Yes, Teacher Gran.”
“Understood.”
We bowed to the teacher and left the classroom.
Instead of a simple bow, the greeting involved walking up to him and kissing him.
…Even while kissing, I ended up feeling it again.
It was just a normal greeting, so why…?
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.
.
‘…What exactly happened?’
After leaving the classroom with Miss Choryeong and heading toward the cafeteria,
I blankly recalled what had just occurred inside the classroom.
…I couldn’t remember it clearly at all.
What exactly had we done?
I asked Miss Choryeong about it.
She gave me a look that said I was pathetic.
“Were you not paying attention in class? We learned about all the facilities, what we’ll be studying from now on, various precautions, and all sorts of other things!”
“…I guess… we did…?”
“…Seriously! When we get back to the room, I’ll make you review everything!”
Even while grumbling,
Miss Choryeong said something surprisingly thoughtful.
Watching her, I fell into a daze once more.
…What exactly happened back there?
‘Miss Choryeong was being subjected to something terrible.’
I couldn’t stand watching it.
So I drew my sword and pointed it at the teacher.
That was what I remembered.
…But somehow.
The memory of that moment was blurry.
Why had I done something like that?
The class we had received was supposed to be completely ‘ordinary.’
“……”
Perhaps this had something to do with the Hongoe.
They were capable of causing all sorts of impossible phenomena.
There were even types that could corrupt a person’s mind and memories.
‘I should stay more alert.’
I repeated the uncomfortable feeling to myself several times so I wouldn’t forget it.
* * *
We arrived at the student cafeteria once again.
It was the same place we had visited in the morning, but the atmosphere was completely different.
“Sikseonbang?”
Half of the cafeteria looked exactly like a normal one.
People placed orders through kiosks.
Robot waiters carried out the dishes.
The types of food didn’t feel all that different from what I remembered from martial arts novels.
And the other half.
The space that had been empty in the morning was now occupied by a sign that read Sikseonbang.
Busy workers beneath it were serving traditional dishes.
This side had a completely authentic Central Plains atmosphere.
The actual dishes reflected that as well.
Dongpo pork, Mapo tofu, and many other dishes loaded with plenty of cilantro.
Not really my taste.
It didn’t feel like Murim at all.
Orders weren’t taken through kiosks either—human waiters (who seemed to be students) came directly to the tables.
“One large Three Treasures Stir-fry!”
“Two orders of Six Harmony Dongpo Pork over here!”
“One Supreme Delicacy Soup! Coming right out!!”
As a result, the place was quite noisy.
It had a very human, lively feel to it.
This kind of bustle wasn’t so bad.
Even if it didn’t feel like Murim.
We each ordered according to our preferences.
I got the same carbonara as in the morning.
But this time with bacon on top.
Miss Choryeong ordered the same wonton soup as before.
But this time it was piled high with a mountain of cilantro.
“Ehehe… I love cilantro…”
I see.
She had been disappointed this morning because there wasn’t enough cilantro.
It seemed the Sikseonbang side took orders from people and used lots of cilantro by default.
She could finally get what she wanted.
She could… but….
“Miss Choryeong. You can’t kiss me after eating that.”
“Kiss… what?”
“Mouth contact. You know, kissing.”
“……?! Who said I would do something so embarrassing with you?!”
But you did.
You did it a whole lot.
“……?”
I tilted my head in confusion and slurped down my Murim-style bacon carbonara.