Chapter 84: Correcting Her Posture
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 84: Correcting Her Posture
As I watched Hyun-kyung’s form for a moment, a message appeared.
[Official Member Im Hyun-kyung’s posture is unstable. It is recommended to change her current posture for smooth rehabilitation.]
[If the posture is not corrected, there is a high possibility of additional injury.]
The system can do this too?
Hyun-kyung’s naked body appeared on the system window.
[High-Risk Injury Areas: Waist, Left Ankle, Right Wrist, Cervical Spine.]
[Cautionary Injury Areas: Right Ankle, Scapula, Hamstrings.]
Red and orange lights glowed across her entire body.
Doesn't this mean her whole body is at risk of injury?
It looked like she was completely overworking herself. She was grinding her body down, pushing herself to the limit for the sake of a trophy.
While her dedication to achieving good results was admirable, an injury would mean all that time spent training would go to waste.
Hyun-kyung’s form involved twisting her body unnaturally to generate power. It was only natural that it would put a strain on her.
So you're saying she doesn't have to push herself this hard?
[That is correct.]
The system provided a detailed sequence of movements on how I should correct her posture.
[When switching to this posture, the power of her smash will increase by 40%.]
[The risk of injury will decrease.]
[Setting additional movements that can produce similar effects: Serve, Rally, Recovery.]
To think that such posture correction was possible even outside the gym. Well, in a broad sense, it did help with rehabilitation. Still, I wondered if it was okay for the system to be this high-performance.
Then again, the fact that hypnosis worked in my house was already nonsensical to begin with.
[Would you like to proceed with the correction?]
[The member’s Affection Level and trust are high, so the success rate is high.]
Would I like to proceed?
Isn't that obvious? Doing my best for my client—that’s the true spirit of service. And I could never be lazy when it came to service.
“Phew. Hyun-kyung.”
“Yes?”
“Do you ever feel any discomfort when you hit a smash or a serve?”
“I feel it a lot. Many people have said my current injury is because of my smash form. But why do you ask?”
Hyun-kyung asked, her clear eyes blinking.
“It’s just a bit unfortunate.”
“Pardon?”
“Because I think I know why your pelvis hurts and why your bones are being strained.”
“You can see that?”
Hyun-kyung approached me, startled. Her large breasts swayed from side to side.
Left… right…
It made my head spin. I forced my gaze up, trying to keep it from drifting down to her chest, and continued.
“Ahem. I’ve got a feel for where the strain is being placed.”
“Really?”
Hyun-kyung hurried over and pressed her chest against mine. I felt a soft, squishy sensation. Where else in the world could there be such a wonderful feeling?
Ah, it was embarrassing, but I’d gotten hard. I looked down at Hyun-kyung, who was staring up at me with sparkling eyes.
“Of course. Shall I show you?”
At those words, Hyun-kyung nodded. Her tied-back blonde hair bounced up and down. Her breasts did, too.
“Then, could you show me your smash form one more time?”
At my request, Hyun-kyung took her stance. She held the racket and jumped high. Her breasts defied gravity, surging upward.
Whoosh!
The sound of the racket cutting through the air was fierce. From the moment she leaped into the air until she landed, my eyes saw nothing but her dynamically swaying breasts during that brief moment.
And as for Hyun-kyung’s problem…
[Analysis complete. Implanting the movement into the trainer’s body.]
The system took care of it for me.
“As I thought.”
I nodded, pressing my lips together as if I’d realized something.
“What did you see?”
“Let me show you for a moment.”
I took the racket from her. Immediately, the system chimed.
[Starting movement demonstration for rehabilitation.]
My body moved on its own. Holding the racket, I leaped high into the air and then—!
Whoosh!
I drove the racket down with immense force. Even the landing was smooth. It was a picture-perfect smash.
Hyun-kyung’s eyes widened at the sight.
“H-How did you…?”
“Did you see that?”
“Ah, yes…”
Even I thought I was being incredibly shameless. But there was no other way. I put on a thick skin and smiled as if it were nothing.
“Now, shall we give it a try?”
I placed my hand on Hyun-kyung’s buttocks.
“Hold your posture like this… and like this… Put a bit more power into the jump…”
Hyun-kyung’s buttocks were firm as I gripped them.
“Hah…!”
Hyun-kyung flinched, feeling my touch.
“Let’s start with the smash.”
“Yes, okay…”
Hyun-kyung’s voice sounded strangely wet. My fingers began to move toward deeper places.
“Haaah…!”
Her voice grew sweeter and sweeter.
“Now, shall we try swinging the racket like that?”
“Ahhh!”
As she swung the racket, Hyun-kyung let out a moan and dropped it.
“What’s wrong?”
“I… I suddenly lost strength.”
“It’s because the posture is difficult. Let’s try a bit more.”
“Yes…”
Hyun-kyung’s eyes were strangely heated. Her moist gaze was fixed on my cock, which was erect beneath my pants. She couldn't take her eyes off my dick, which was throbbing like a fresh, twitching fish.
“Haah, haah.”
“Now, shall we try the next movement?”
“Oh, I’m sorry.”
Hyun-kyung gripped the racket again with trembling hands. She stroked the handle of the racket in her hand up and down. Just like a cock.
As she stroked it, Hyun-kyung licked her lips with her tongue. It was an instinctive action that came out without her even realizing it.
“Hyun-kyung?”
“Ah, I-I’m sorry. I spaced out for a second.”
“Now, shall we try the next movement?”
But there was no answer. I didn't even need to mention that her eyes were directed at my crotch.
The atmosphere was heating up. If I took off my pants right now, she would surely accept it.
Snap!
However, I snapped my fingers.
“Hyun-kyung?”
“Yes?”
“We need to practice the form.”
“Ah… I lost my head for a moment. I’m sorry.”
Today, correcting her form came first. I could do ‘that’ another time. I grabbed Hyun-kyung’s pelvis and arms again.
But for some reason… I felt like I was being watched. Was it just my imagination?
*
Whoosh!
Whack!
The ball hit by Hyun-kyung’s racket slammed directly into the opponent’s court.
“What was that just now?”
Coach Lee Seo-hye shouted with a shocked face. It was an incredible smash. The smashes Hyun-kyung had shown until now were already clean and powerful weapons, but what she just showed was on a different level.
The ball was much faster.
Even the contact point was higher. A smash driven down from such a high point resembled those of male players.
“Is this even possible?”
Coach Lee Seo-hye asked in surprise at Hyun-kyung’s smash, which had changed in just one day.
“Coach, how was it?”
After hitting several powerful smashes, Hyun-kyung wiped her sweat and asked. The coach had no choice but to nod.
“It… it was amazing. That just now was truly… the best.”
Even the coach, who saw Hyun-kyung’s smash every day, was impressed by the change in skill.
“I knew it! It worked! Jae-ho!”
Hyun-kyung hopped up and down, looking at Jae-ho, who was standing outside the court. Naturally, Lee Seo-hye’s gaze turned toward him as well.
That man…
The rehabilitation trainer who had been helping Hyun-kyung for a few days. At first, she wondered if some quack had come to deceive her, but seeing how the haughty and prideful Park Yi-man had suddenly shut himself in his office and how Hyun-kyung’s pelvis had clearly improved… he was definitely a man with skill.
But to even correct her form?
Is such a thing even possible?
Just who was he? She wanted to deny it, thinking it was impossible, but she couldn't. Because Hyun-kyung had clearly seen the results.
“At this rate, I think she really could win…”
Yes, what did the man’s identity matter? What was important was whether Hyun-kyung could win or not. If she could lift the trophy and a smile could grace her face, that was enough.
But are they really not boyfriend and girlfriend?
They seemed far too close for that.
*
After correcting Hyun-kyung’s form, I returned home.
“It’s a bit of a waste.”
She was practically mine. When she was stroking that racket, she was already completely hooked. Even if I had pushed her down onto the floor right then, she wouldn't have refused.
But I held back. There was something more important to do. I regretted it slightly, but I could just do it the next time Hyun-kyung visited my house.
“Let’s wash up first.”
Just then, I felt a strange gaze from beyond the window.
What was that just now?
*
“Haah, haah…”
Hyun-kyung’s room. In the middle of the clean, modern room decorated with all sorts of sports equipment, Hyun-kyung was lying on her bed, completely naked.
I can’t get him out of my head.
She thought of Jae-ho, who had visited the training grounds today. Jae-ho, who had even made the stubborn Park Yi-man acknowledge him. She didn't know why his dependable figure kept lingering in her mind.
She thought of the various movements she had performed in front of him. For some reason, those situations felt embarrassing. She was just showing him the movements, but her face kept flushing.
She remembered Jae-ho staring intensely at her to check her form. The moment she recalled him scanning every inch of her body, Hyun-kyung’s body heated up, and her crotch grew increasingly wet.
“Haah, haah… Jae-ho…”
She curled her body. Her fingers gradually moved downward. Past the pubic bone below her navel and into the unexplored forest that had yet to be groomed.
Moving past the thicket, she slowly traced her smooth pussy, which she had never shown to anyone else, with her fingers.
“Ah, yes… it feels good there.”
She felt Jae-ho’s touch as he corrected her posture. She remembered his massage, touching every corner of her body meticulously. She thought of how good she felt when she received his massage. Her body began to writhe more violently.
“Haah, haah. It feels so good.”
Her pussy was already soaked with love juice. Thick, slippery fluid dripped from her fingertips. She inserted a finger deep inside.
“Haaah! Ahhh!”
Her body trembled. She recalled when she held the racket and learned the new form. She had seen Jae-ho’s member rising hard as he touched her body to fix her posture. That long, hard rod had made her head spin.
If only I could be fucked by that big cock…
It would have been so good. As she enjoyed the pleasure, Hyun-kyung’s eyes, staring blankly into the air, landed on her tennis racket.
I think it was about that size.
No, it might even be bigger. She crawled on all fours toward the table and grabbed the tennis racket.
Tennis, which was no different from her dream. The racket she had always been with to achieve her dreams and goals. Hyun-kyung had always taken pride in the fact that if a soldier had a gun, she had this tennis racket. But…
“Haah, haah… Jae-ho…”
For her, who had already fallen into the swamp of pleasure, there was no room to think about such things. She rubbed the racket against her pussy, which was glistening with love juice. Imagining the racket was Jae-ho’s cock made her feel even more heated.
“Ugh! Ah! Hnghh!”
Hyun-kyung, who was moving her hips with the racket pressed against her pussy, trembled violently. She couldn't bring herself to insert it. Perhaps her last remaining shred of reason had stopped her.
“It’s too big, it won’t go in…”
Actually, it seemed that wasn't it.