Baek Seol-hee 1: The Season of Cherry Blossoms
The season of cherry blossoms had arrived. As the frozen weather thawed and the full warmth of spring settled in, it began to melt the hunched shoulders and weary hearts of the people. Spring also came to the university. Along the path from Jangwon University's main gate to the lecture halls, cherry blossoms bloomed in profusion, proudly displaying their pale pink hues.
For university students, cherry blossoms carried a slightly different meaning than they did for ordinary people. The blooming of cherry blossoms meant that midterms were approaching. That devilish system, which evaluated students' personal achievements twice a semester, always arrived on the nicest days. Even the most carefree university students found themselves drawn to their desks by the sudden atmosphere of intense study that filled the season.
Of course, I wasn't entirely immune to that atmosphere either. It was morning at the Jangwon University library. This place, usually a popular spot for couples because of its beautiful night view, was now wrapped in an unusual silence. The only sounds were the rustling of pages and the rolling of pens. The library was packed with students who had only just come to their senses now that midterms were right around the corner.
'No, what the hell. Why are there so many criminal law precedents?'
I was studying for my Awakened Law lecture. The exam scope, kindly announced in advance, covered pages 7 through 230 of the textbook. When the professor's face floated into my mind, smiling kindly as he said it would focus on precedents, I felt dizzy.
'That stuff won't go in! It won't fit in my head, damn it!!'
Countless precedents were violently ravaging my brain. Starting with criminal and civil law, all the way to international law. I could somehow cram the outlines and the contents of the laws into my head, but applying the correct legal provisions based on precedents was a different story. One thing to memorize magically multiplied into two or three. The exam questions were basically photocopies!
In the afternoon, I had a one-on-one meeting scheduled with Professor Baek Seol-hee that was really just an excuse for physical intimacy, so time was short. The one saving grace was that I wasn't lacking in the stamina needed for studying. The self-healing ability I had recently acquired was proving surprisingly useful. Even if my muscles tore, they regenerated quickly. Thanks to that, I could confirm that my training effects had increased. The stamina I used up during the day would refill after just a short rest. My virility too... well, that was proven to be the same through Jia's devoted verification. Once she set her mind to draining me dry, I was simply squeezed dry. I recovered instantly with my self-healing ability and knocked her out in return, but on the bed, both parties were supposed to end up happy.
'...This won't do. I'm having all sorts of pointless thoughts.'
No matter how physically sturdy and quick to recover I was, mental fatigue didn't heal that fast. I pushed the letters that filled my vision aside and stood up. It was a bit early, but I needed to have lunch and wake myself up with a cup of coffee. Caffeine was a university student's best friend. As I rose from my seat, an unknown student immediately slipped into the empty spot like a ghost. I left him behind with a wistful glance.
...
After finishing lunch at the student cafeteria, I headed to the underground training hall. Since I had promised to show her the dagger I obtained from the elf, a sheath now dangled loosely from my waist. When I caught my reflection in a window along the way, I looked exactly like a suspicious person. A shabby training uniform and a dagger swinging from my belt. The kind of visual that would make a police officer say "Gotcha" and arrest me.
With a sigh, I arrived at the underground training hall. The professor didn't seem to have arrived yet. Stepping into the empty silence, I dropped my things in a corner and sat down. Ever since I gained the self-healing ability, Professor Baek Seol-hee's training had become even harsher. No matter how strong my Rigid Body ability was, pain was still pain. If I didn't steel my resolve, I might lose my mind halfway through.
Intending to examine the dagger more closely, I drew it from its sheath. With a soft scrape, the blade emitted a sharp aura even though I hadn't maintained it at all. 'Hmm...'
The dagger, lacking a crossguard, didn't seem designed for close-quarters clashes between blades. The grip was wrapped in leather and felt perfect in my hand. The blade was single-edged. Words I couldn't understand were engraved on the blade, and thinking of the dagger's previous owner, I guessed they were in the elven language.
When I experimentally pressed my fingertip against the edge, it easily pierced even my Rigid Body ability and left a wound. If that elf had seriously used this dagger to cut at me, I probably wouldn't have lasted long. A chill ran down my spine. That was all in the past. I shook my head to dispel the thoughts that had risen in my mind, and just then, the training hall door opened.
"Hyun-do, hello."
It was Professor Baek Seol-hee. Her black hair, like it held the night sky, was tied up high in a ponytail. The slender nape of her neck was exposed because of the ponytail. The femininity contained in her white tank top was hidden today beneath her training uniform. However, the volume pushing against the training clothes was impossible to conceal. The black leggings covering her lower body clung tightly, tracing elegant curves.
"Have you done your warm-up?"
"Not yet."
"Then let's do it."
Professor Baek Seol-hee tossed aside her training top and approached me. As the suppressed femininity hidden beneath the training clothes drew closer, I quickly turned my head away.
"Y-yes. Understood."
Nodding at my answer, Professor Baek Seol-hee began a simple stretch. As she twisted her body this way and that right in front of me, my vision was filled with her nearly bare female form. When she twisted her waist, her trained abs and smooth lower abdomen came into view, followed by her straight erector spinae and her thoroughly irritated buttocks. The curves of her thighs extending down from her buttocks naturally tempted any man. I found myself staring at the sight as if entranced, then suddenly realized that Professor Baek Seol-hee had stopped stretching.
"You're not focused today."
Professor Baek Seol-hee looked puzzled. This woman didn't understand how harmful her body was to men! She looked up at me with a sulky expression. Before I knew it, she had come close enough that her characteristic mint scent washed over me.
"Ah, I was just thinking about something else for a moment..."
"Hmm... I see."
The professor nodded and sat down right there on the spot.
"Sit down. I'll help you."
I reluctantly sat down as well. Facing Professor Baek Seol-hee, the height difference lessened, so her head was now lower. She extended her legs and pushed them between my thighs.
"P-Professor?"
"Hurry."
Speaking without further words, as if urging me, Professor Baek Seol-hee placed both feet inside my thighs and pushed them apart. Naturally, our legs spread open. Even while spreading her legs in front of a man, the professor showed no sign of embarrassment. As her legs parted, the black leggings clinging to her lower body revealed the outline of her intimate area. The contour of her sex, visible through the black leggings, was plump and swollen. I quickly turned my head away, but the professor grabbed my hands and pulled.
"I'll pull, so relax your body."
"Y-yes?"
Without saying much, the professor supported my thighs and pulled my hands. It happened in an instant. My vision, drawn downward by her hands, was suddenly filled with black leggings. If I lowered my head even a little, my face would be buried against her lower abdomen—an embarrassing position. Setting aside the sensation of my inner thigh muscles being stretched, the sudden proximity of her female body sent signals to my penis.
'No, not here!'
A pleasant scent rose from her lower abdomen wrapped in leggings. I couldn't tell if it was fabric softener or Professor Baek Seol-hee's natural scent, but it was the fragrance of a woman that stirred a man's lust.
"Now you pull, Hyun-do."
Thinking that if I stayed still my penis would get erect, I pulled on Professor Baek Seol-hee's hands. My body that had gone down rose back up, and Professor Baek Seol-hee's body, which had been leaning back, tilted toward me.
'Oh no.'
If moments ago I had been in a position where my face was shoved against Professor Baek Seol-hee's lower abdomen, now it was Professor Baek Seol-hee whose face was buried against my groin. The professor's expression remained indifferent, but in my vision, it looked as if she was pressing her face into my crotch. Unfortunately, the training uniform material was thin. On top of that, the fabric was highly breathable to reduce discomfort, which only made things worse. The professor's breath as she took a deep breath tickled my groin. The beast of lust sleeping inside me began to raise its head. It was more than enough to fully awaken my penis, which had already started to stir.
"...Oh."
When my penis became erect enough that its outline was clearly visible even through the training clothes, Professor Baek Seol-hee let out an admiring sound as she watched it happen right in front of her. She stood up as if nothing had happened.
"......"
"......"
Silence painfully pierced my chest. Right now, I had become a student who got an erection in front of his own supervising professor. If Professor Baek Seol-hee showed displeasure and tried to beat me up, I would have no choice but to humbly take it. The sensation of cold sweat trickling down my temples was vivid.
"Hyun-do, it looks like you won't be able to focus like this."
"Y-yes!?"
The professor let go of my hands and seemed to ponder while touching her chin.
"I see, so this is... hmm."
Waiting silently like a death row inmate awaiting judgment, the professor finished thinking and opened her mouth.
"If I help you release once, will you be able to focus?"
"What?"
As my penis twitched involuntarily and grew even harder, the professor gave a small laugh.