69. I Became the Academy's Veteran Player
The next day.
Yoon Seokhyeon's voice was ringing down the hallway from early in the morning.
"I said bring me hangover soup, damn it!"
"S-sir? ...I'm very sorry, but did you perhaps order hangover soup and we brought the wrong thing?"
"I didn't order anything, you idiots—that's the point!"
"Kyaaaaah!"
It sounded like an urban legend was being exorcised.
Meanwhile, I was standing at my door, stroking my fully erect cock as I waited for my own urban legend to arrive.
Something's off.
Why wasn't it coming?
I cracked the door open a sliver.
Hm?
All that was there was a room-service cart parked beside the door.
Oh! They dropped it off and bolted!
Apparently I was on some kind of blacklist now.
Once the morning's urban legend had been dealt with, we all gathered to eat a simple breakfast together. Yoon Seokhyeon downed the bean sprout soup that had come up as my room service.
"Ahh. I feel alive again."
Everyone was silent.
He glanced around nervously, then finally spoke.
"So... nothing weird happened yesterday, right?"
Heavy silence settled over the room.
Chubby asked on everyone's behalf.
"You seriously don't remember anything?"
Seokhyeon scratched his cheek.
"Mmm... I remember apologizing to Ian, but after that..."
Seo Yujin smiled sweetly.
"Seokhyeon, you really need to find yourself a girlfriend who'll cut you off before you drink too much."
A polite, roundabout rejection of his confession from the night before.
"...Ahaha. Really? I guess I screwed something up, huh."
Yoon Seokhyeon stole a glance toward Glasses.
Glasses gave a small, slow shake of his head. The look on his face said everything—
[Your affection points with me have hit zero. Give it up.]
"Ian. What the hell did I do last night? I ask this guy and he won't tell me a thing."
Seokhyeon jerked a thumb at Glasses as he asked me.
I weighed my words carefully.
"Hmm. Well... how do I put it... nothing major, really. You just told us what your ideal type is, that's all. Right?"
Glasses chimed in from the side.
"Yeah, that's right. That's what happened."
Chubby snorted, barely holding back a laugh.
"He said he likes the cute type. That he wants a girlfriend like that."
Seokhyeon nodded slowly.
"Oh. So that's it. Huh. That's all it was?"
[Oh shit! I remember now! I'm fucked!]
So it had come back to him.
And yet his expression stayed perfectly calm. A flawless poker face.
Is this guy S-rank in acting too, not just skills?
Fine. I'll admit it. You've earned my respect.
Seokhyeon stayed quiet for a moment.
[Kim Ian...! This bastard! Trying to force my embarrassing past under the rug—just how much respect is he planning to squeeze out of me?! Sniff. Fine, there's nothing I can do about it. From today on, you're the one true S-rank man that I, Yoon Seokhyeon, have acknowledged!]
He one-shot the rest of the bean sprout soup.
Thud.
He set the bowl down on the table and spoke.
"By the way, Ian—you got a girlfriend?"
Glasses and Chubby both turned to look at me. Apparently they'd heard the rumor that I was dating Yoo Seolha.
Yujin was under my thumb, so I could afford to be open about things with Jiyoon and Seolha—but telling these guys felt like a step too far.
I shook my head.
"Nah. Single."
Glasses couldn't hold his curiosity in any longer and pressed me.
"Nothing happened with Instructor Choi Jiyoon and Yoo Seolha in the dungeon? Really? Not even a little... spark? Anything?"
I shook my head again.
Seokhyeon grinned beside me, wearing an expression that said like that would ever happen.
"So what type do you actually like? Someone like Yoo Seolha? Or... someone like Yujin?"
I coughed and answered.
"Ahem. I'd have to say... the Seolha type, probably."
Seo Yujin gave a contemptuous snort.
"Ha! Listen to this guy. Like anyone would ever date you. Ridiculous, honestly, and it's not even nine in the morning yet."
Seokhyeon flashed a relieved smile and hurriedly started wrapping things up.
"Whoa, look at the time. Alright, people—let's get moving. Today's the day. Floor nineteen out of twenty, here we come."
Floor nineteen.
[01:42]
Well past one in the morning.
Loud slapping sounds were echoing through the bedroom.
On the bed.
"Haah. Haah. Haah."
Yujin was face-down, and I was on top of her, pounding my cock deep into her pussy like a pestle into a mortar.
Her plump ass jiggled with every thrust.
I shoved my cock in as deep as it would go.
"Aaaahn♥"
Yujin's head snapped up. I swirled my hips in circles, stirring up her insides.
"Ahng♡"
I lifted her right hand to look at it.
About the last joint of one fingertip was still discolored black.
"It's shrinking slower and slower."
"...Yeah."
"Still, let's aim for a full cure today, okay?"
If we cleared floor twenty tomorrow at lunch, the urban legend might finally be over. Which meant there was a good chance tonight would be our last night in this hotel.
"Mmhm."
Yujin answered shyly.
I leaned down and whispered into her ear.
"Kiss."
Yujin turned her head back toward me. When I kissed her, she casually—like it was second nature now—swirled her tongue together with mine. When we finally broke apart, a long strand of saliva stretched down between us.
"Haa... haaah."
Yujin panted hard, her face flushed and feverish.
I grabbed her ass, spread her cheeks apart, and slowly drew my cock, still buried deep inside her, all the way out.
"Nnghh."
The moment it slipped free, Yujin's whole body shuddered.
Pounding her forever and then pulling out meant one thing: a change of position was coming. And she was the one who'd begged me for treatment—and my female—so whatever I ordered, she had to obey.
[How on earth did it end up like this, I swear.]
To Yujin, apparently, this whole situation was plenty exciting.
"Yujin. Get up."
I pulled on the arm of the prone girl.
"What weird thing are you making me do this time?"
She pushed herself up and shot me a sidelong glare.
"It's not that weird."
"'It's not that weird' still means it's weird, you know."
"This is why I hate smart girls. Tsk tsk tsk."
"You laughing like that makes you sound like an actual villain, seriously."
I climbed down off the bed. Then I guided Yujin's body over to me, pressing her down until she was seated in front of me.
"What, you want me to suck it?"
"Yep."
"Seriously."
She started to kneel in front of me, and I shook my head.
"Don't kneel. Squat."
Yujin jutted her lower lip out in a pout.
"Whyyy?"
"Hurry up."
"...I don't wanna."
She'd caught on, it seemed. Legs spread, squatting down—she knew that from that angle I'd be able to watch her pussy drooling while she sucked me off.
I took her chin in my hand and tilted her face up toward mine.
"Yujin, what are you to me?"
She swallowed hard without a word.
[Your female.]
Yujin changed the subject instead.
"Wait, do I even need to suck it...? You could just finish inside. Your cock's stupidly huge, it's hard to suck."
I pressed my glans right up against her lips.
"The closer to your fingertip we get, the less poison each treatment draws out, right? So maybe if you take it orally, the antidote effect could be even stronger than a creampie. I want to test it."
"..."
Yujin's eyes dropped to the monster cock looming in front of her face.
"And the squatting? Is there a reason for that too?"
"There is."
"...What is it?"
"I want to watch your pussy drip while you suck my cock. Obviously?"
Yujin furrowed her brow.
"You're a genuinely degenerate pervert."
"You agreed that while we're doing treatment, you're my female. And that you'd do whatever I tell you to."
"That has nothing to do with the treatment."
"Sure it does. If I'm turned on and cum faster, you detox more, right?"
Apparently Yujin couldn't find a comeback. Her lips just fluttered mutely for a moment before she scowled.
"...Tch."
Pretending she'd lost the argument, she spread her legs into an M-shape and squatted down. She gripped my cock and began licking the underside of my glans with little flicks of her tongue.
Her eyes, glaring up at me from below, were absolutely vicious.
"Once I cure you, we're done with this. So don't get any ideas. Got it?"
"Yes, yes."
Yujin took my glans into her mouth and suckled at it, slow and rhythmic.
[Ugh, it really does feel good when I'm sucking this bastard's cock. Annoying as hell.]
Before long, clear nectar began dripping down from between her spread thighs, drop by drop.
I rested a hand on her head.
"Yujin. Put your hands behind your back."
"Puhah—haa, haaah. Why, what now?"
[What? I was enjoying that, damn it.]
"Like you're at attention."
"You're about to do something else weird again, aren't you?"
Even as she glared daggers at me, the tip of her tongue kept drooling all over my shaft.
"Now."
"How am I supposed to suck it with my hands behind my back, genius?"
Yujin folded both arms behind her. Cock in her mouth, eyes looking up at me.
I took her twin tails in both hands.
"Mmph?"
Yujin seemed to sense where this was going—and stiffened with unease.
I started moving my hips.
My monster cock began ravaging her mouth like a second pussy.
"Mmmph-mmph-mmmph."
"Yeah, I know. Feels good, doesn't it."
"Mmm-mmmph? Mmmph-mmmph-mmmph."
"Good girl. You're doing great. Just a little more and I'm gonna cum."
At those words, Yujin glared up at me even harder—but obediently kept sucking down everything her mouth was being fed.
When I ground my glans against the inside of her cheek, one side of her face bulged out like a frog's. Those murderous, hate-filled eyes never left mine, as if daring me to keep going.
Her body, on the other hand, was openly begging for my seed—jism running in an unbroken stream from between her pink, puffy folds, down her thighs, all the way to the floor.
I pulled my cock out of her mouth.
"Haaah."
She licked her lips, wetting them with her tongue like she was still savoring the taste.
"Yujin."
"What."
"Your hair. Why do you always wear it in twin tails?"
"Because it's easy to tie up... why, what now."
Every single word out of my mouth was making her nervous now.
"No reason. I just like braided pigtails, that's all. Thought maybe you'd do it for me sometime."
"Braids take forever, and they're a pain in the ass. ...Ugh. And since when do I have to do my hair however you want it?"
"No, no—it was just a what-if."
I pressed the tip of my cock up to her lips again.
Yujin's eyes dropped to the cock trembling on the edge of climax.
"If you're gonna cum, then hurry up and cum."
She opened her mouth wide—an ahh—showing it off to me. I rested my glans lightly on her outstretched tongue.
"Tell me to cum for you."
"Just cum already, before you start firing at my head like a bowshot."
"Just one little line—'cum in my mouth'—and I swear I'll blow instantly. Come on?"
Yujin, legs pressed together and crouched low like Spider-Man, shuddered hard all over.
[No... I'm barely holding it together as it is. If I say that, I'm going to cum. I know I will...]