EP 6: Morning in the Elite University Class
EP 6: Morning at the Elite University Class. Lee Se-rin rubbed her eyes and sat up, drawing in a deep breath. Ji-tae-nim’s breath—the soft, sweet, and faintly bitter air he inhales and exhales—is pounding against the doors of my alveoli. She placed a hand over her chest. And now the warm air he exhaled is filling my lungs, spreading through my entire body.
“Nngh.” Lee Se-rin clutched her chest and swayed, a bright smile blooming on her lips. I’m so happy. Living together… really is wonderful.
Humming softly, she folded the blanket and leaned over Yoo Ji-tae, who was still lying in bed. She crept closer, careful not to wake him.
Meanwhile, Yoo Ji-tae was trapped in a nightmare. The dream was rooted in the recent duel. In it, he was being beaten black and blue by Baek Seol. Now the dream-version of Baek Seol was pinning him down, spitting in his mouth, and trying to force herself on him. Ji-tae gritted his teeth and groaned.
“Ugh… ah… I’m sorry… I’m sorry… Seol-ah… stop…”
“…Baek Seol?” Lee Se-rin’s jaw tightened. The woman who hurt Ji-tae-nim. Her expression darkened. A mere high-school graduate who wormed her way close to Ji-tae-nim, wounded him deeply, and then shamelessly used his pity to steal the position of concubine. That trash.
She’s tormenting Ji-tae-nim even in his dreams.
…I never should have let him attend the academy. Lee Se-rin clenched her fists. Ji-tae-nim’s training was supposed to be my responsibility. When we wrestled in the parking lot and I pressed my stomach against his, he let out that adorable little sound. And after training, when I fed him the kimbap I made, he looked so happy. Does she even know how much he enjoyed that?
Her gaze fell on his lips—the lips she had tried to kiss countless times while he slept, only to be stopped by a crushing wave of guilt. A sacred sanctuary I don’t even have the right to defile… and that inferior student stole them. Then she brazenly claimed the concubine’s seat.
Those disgusting gorilla bitches. The moment they learn Ji-tae-nim’s real gender, they’ll throw themselves at him without a second thought for how much it torments him.
Lee Se-rin climbed onto the bed. No more re-takers are allowed to defile Ji-tae-nim’s body. Not even in dreams.
There was a famous saying often mentioned in the context of being a virtuous wife: “A good wife kills a bad wife.” In other words, anyone aiming to be a good wife must never hesitate to eliminate a bad one. Trash women were to be struck down the instant they appeared.
I’ll kill her. Lee Se-rin’s ample chest heaved as she brought her lips to Ji-tae’s ear.
“Lee Se-rin. Lee Se-rin. Lee Se-rin. Lee Se-rin… I like Lee Se-rin so much. Lee Se-rin’s chest feels amazing. I want to squeeze Lee Se-rin’s chest. I love Lee Se-rin. I like Lee Se-rin.”
*****
In Yoo Ji-tae’s dream, Lee Se-rin appeared. Thinking she had come to help, he looked at her—only for Baek Seol to slap him across the cheek.
“What? You like the roommate more than the concubine? Then you’ll be punished, Ji-tae-nim.”
Baek Seol wrapped her long legs around his neck and began to squeeze. “Oh? Can’t breathe, Ji-tae-nim?”
She spat on his face. Lee Se-rin approached, cupping her own breasts. “No. Please suffocate against Se-rin’s pretty chest first, Ji-tae-nim.”
*****
Yoo Ji-tae thrashed in his nightmare. “Graaah…!”
Stay strong, Ji-tae-nim.
“Se-rin… I like you so much. I like you so, so much. Se-rin’s chest feels too good.”
“GRAAAAH…!!!”
It was autumn.
EP 6: Morning at the Elite University Class
“Ugh.”
The moment he opened his eyes, every muscle in his body ached. He had been pinned down by sleep paralysis again. Lately he’d been having far too many nightmares. They used to feature only his older sister, but these days they mostly involved Lee Se-rin and Baek Seol appearing together.
Lee Se-rin stood in the kitchen wearing a heart-patterned apron, setting the table. None of the side dishes had normal colors. Come to think of it, she had been using leftover scraps from the store along with elixir ingredients and enhancers for their meals lately.
“Ji-tae-nim, are you awake?”
“…Mm. Yeah.”
His gaze naturally drifted away from the chest that had suffocated him in the dream.
“Ji-tae-nim…?” Lee Se-rin’s voice trembled.
“What?”
“……Ah, it’s nothing.”
Lee Se-rin looked down at her own chest. Now that he thought about it, they really were huge. Freed from the tight knit sweater, they looked like they were easily G-cup. Her shoulders slumped as she ate, then she suddenly picked up her chopsticks and began carefully dismantling a piece of fish, separating the white flesh. She placed the flakes onto his rice.
Lee Se-rin stared at him in silence. He ate the rice and fish together in one bite.
“Haaaaah…” Lee Se-rin’s entire body trembled as she let out a hot breath.
+ The pure white flesh I personally filleted is filling Ji-tae-nim’s stomach. How can even the way my Ji-tae-nim eats be so noble? (5 points)
Then, humming a tune, she began cheerfully piling more food onto his rice. Watching her, he felt a little relieved.
…A dream is just a dream. There was no way Lee Se-rin would do something so vicious in reality.
He looked straight ahead again. Lee Se-rin’s chest completely filled the center of his vision.
“…Pfft.” Lee Se-rin wore a triumphant smile.
+ As expected, Ji-tae-nim likes my chest (5 points)
I don’t like it. He continued eating.
*****
Breakfast ended. While Lee Se-rin washed the dishes, Yoo Ji-tae trained his mental technique in the living room. The automatic operation efficiency of the Taeguk Cheonji Simbeop had reached nearly 18.5%. The technique circulated mana automatically for twenty-four hours. He wanted to hit 30% efficiency as soon as possible.
“Ji-tae-nim, when are you going to the academy?”
“Hmm. In about two hours, I guess.”
“Heung.”
After two hours of mental training, he finally raised the Taeguk Cheonji Simbeop to Lv. 7. Automatic operation efficiency was now at 21.5%.
Not bad.
“I should get going.”
He packed five thin magic-theory textbooks, his wallet, and some elixirs and enhancers into his bag. Just to be sure, he checked again and realized his academy card was missing.
Shit.
Hyeseong Academy took class discrimination very seriously. So seriously, in fact, that they physically separated the Elite University Class zone from the In-Seoul Class zone. To enter the Elite University Class, you needed a designated card to unlock the third-floor entrance. It was supposedly to prevent In-Seoul students from being rude to Elite University students. He had thought the academy was obsessed with grades, but rules were rules. If he lost the card, getting a replacement would take time, which meant delayed access to the Elite University Class materials. Every day lost was a day his growth stalled.
“What do I do…?”
“Ji-tae-nim, what’s wrong?”
“I can’t find my card…”
“Huh? Did you look carefully? I’ll help search too.”
Lee Se-rin lifted blankets, opened drawers, and bustled around looking for the card. It didn’t turn up. He had probably lost it outside.
“…What now.”
“…Ji-tae-nim.” Lee Se-rin sat beside him. “There’s something I need to tell you.”
“Yeah. What is it?”
Lee Se-rin carefully took his hand. “Maybe you should stop going to the academy.”
“Huh?”
When he looked at her, she averted her gaze. “If you keep attending as a man, the re-takers won’t leave you alone. Last time you even ended up hospitalized because of those idiots at the academy. I’m worried you’ll suffer even worse things.”
“…Is that it?”
“Yes… Just… stay here with me…”
Sitting in a W-shape, Lee Se-rin pressed her thighs together and rubbed them up and down. Each movement lifted her hips, making her large breasts bounce. Her outfit had no pockets. He looked at her chest.
Shicheonhwandong—200x magnification! Kiiiiing!!!
Through the gaps between the threads and knots of the microfiber shirt, his enhanced vision captured the scene beneath. Shicheonhwandong pierced through the shirt pushed up by her chest, revealing the long, deep cleavage formed by her breasts pressing together. Something long and thin was wedged between them.
No way! My academy card!
“…Just stay with me, Ji-tae-nim… We can call Wi Seol-ah and Han Ye-jin too. If we train together, your skills will improve much faster. It’ll feel good.”
Lee Se-rin said it so transparently. He understood her intentions. He had been harassed at the academy, lost sleep, and even been hospitalized after meeting a demon. She’s worried about me.
He appreciated the sentiment, but right now he needed the academy. He hadn’t learned much useful knowledge there, but he had earned a decent amount of money, made steady progress, and even secured sponsorships from other companies. It would be a waste to stop now.
Still, he didn’t want to pressure her either. He hated forcing things. He wanted her to return it of her own accord.
…Underhanded, but I guess I have no choice.
“Se-rin-ah.”
“Yes, Ji-tae-nim.”
She was still avoiding his eyes, but she could still hear him. He spoke in a slightly tearful voice.
“I… want to go to the academy……”
“I!!! Was!!! Completely out of my mind!!!! How dare I make Ji-tae-nim sad—whatever punishment you desire, I’ll accept it!!! So please, please don’t cry!!!! I’m the bad one…! Please…!!!”
Lee Se-rin squeezed her eyes shut and yanked her shirt up. Steam rose from her flushed chest, and the academy card stood upright between her cleavage.