Teaching the Subject (1)
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"Who on earth was that hunter?"
After the incident was over, it wasn’t strange for that question to come up among the team led by Park Geon.
Inside the hunter office in a building in the downtown district of the capital, Park Geon was quietly drafting the report he would submit to the Association, and Kang Juhyuk was handling odd jobs in a temporary, substitute-like position, while the other two B-class hunters and Jin Sia naturally voiced their curiosity.
"Even if she’s one of the higher-ranking A-class hunters, she cleared out an A-class gate alone in such a short time."
"According to the team leader, she didn’t even have a single scratch on her. How is that even possible? At that level, she’s already..."
She would have been no less formidable than an S-class hunter, of whom there were only six in all of Korea.
But the fact that there were only six meant that the names and basic profiles of those S-class hunters were already known.
Even if the Association didn’t announce them, their exploits would show up in the news sooner or later, along with photos from reporters, covert shots from passersby, paparazzi, and the like.
In this age, it was impossible to keep operating in public and remain hidden forever.
None of the S-class hunters matched the woman who had appeared in that gate.
There were people with similar power, sure.
"You’re so lucky, really. And she was beautiful, too."
"What are you talking about? Sia’s pretty enough."
"Ah... but that woman was crazy. I only saw her from a distance, but her body... She was just wearing ordinary slim workout clothes, but they were soaked through and clinging to her skin... Ugh. Seriously."
"Ahem. Ahem."
Just as the two hunters were growing excited, remembering the hidden flesh they had glimpsed through Chae Eunha’s wet clothes, they stopped in embarrassment at Jin Sia’s awkward cough.
...Well, she had been beautiful. Jin Sia had to admit that much.
But at the very least, shouldn’t that kind of dirty talk be saved for when men were alone together?
"S-So, come to think of it, Juhyuk said that hunter saved him, right? You were with her inside, too?"
"Yeah. Did you two talk? What was she like? You saw her up close, right?"
As if by natural momentum, the conversation turned toward Kang Juhyuk, who was cleaning in the distance.
He was the only one there who had spent time with that mysterious hunter.
Park Geon hadn’t told them something like, That woman even took Juhyuk’s phone number, but still.
"...Yes, well. She guided me to a safe place."
"What was she like? Up close?"
"Uh, she was pretty. Yeah."
"Did you see her from behind? How did she look when she walked? Was she basically a model?"
"H-Haha..."
"Hey! You’re crossing the line!"
Of course, Kang Juhyuk didn’t tell them what had happened inside.
He was uncomfortable with it, naturally. He had always been uncomfortable, and after being abandoned inside a gate once already, even more so.
Especially the way people brushed it off after he’d been rescued, saying only, Well, you’re safe. That’s a relief. Those thoughtless reactions made it worse.
Of course, the real reason was that Chae Eunha herself had warned him, If you go around talking about it, I’ll kill you.
"Back to work. Did you finish the equipment repair estimate?"
"Ah, yes, Team Leader. I’m almost done."
"Then finish that first."
"Yes, sir."
Seeing that Juhyuk was dragging out his answers because he was uncomfortable, Park Geon cut in and ended the conversation.
The two hunters, though frustrated by Juhyuk’s attitude, returned to work, and Jin Sia sighed before going back to her spellwork.
Juhyuk alone turned back to his broom, but unlike before, he couldn’t easily return to mindless chores.
It came back to him.
That moment.
Haaah, nggh, ah, ahh—juuuuuust cum for meee♡
Even now, just remembering that moment made blood rush to his cock.
You’re just a dildo. This is just a job. It’s nothing.
Her face, which had been snapping at him with all the ferocity she could muster.
And then, after he’d only touched her breasts a little and pulled his cock out, she’d gone soft in an instant.
Her pussy had clamped down as soon as he pushed inside, desperate to drink in his semen.
Every time he drove his hips, she’d let out a massive moan and convulsed.
She kept saying she couldn’t do it, that she mustn’t, but whenever he thrust his hips, she surrendered like she couldn’t resist.
And then, that final, filthy... creampie.
Honestly, at the time, he had tried to hold back and cum outside her.
But it felt so good that he shoved it in all the way and finished inside her anyway.
He pulled out late, but by then she was already full of his semen.
Her lips stayed clamped shut, yet the sheer amount overflowed, trickling slowly out of her.
Honestly, he’d thought he was going to die. He’d thought she’d kill him.
But then she’d slapped him once and told him her real name.
...Was it possible Eunha noona actually liked him?
The fantasy was absurd, but it was more than enough to feed it.
Maybe he was better at sex than he’d thought.
Even though it was his first time. He’d made her come that much, hadn’t he? And at the end she’d been squirting so hard.
She carried condoms around, so she must’ve had plenty of experience with men.
And even so, if she came like that...
Wouldn’t she start paying attention to him? I mean... it was embarrassing to say it, but didn’t people get hooked after sleeping together? That kind of thing.
He wanted to know her.
Not just because he was hard for her—he genuinely wanted to know her.
Kang Juhyuk found himself checking his phone several times a day.
Just in case, maybe she had called while he wasn’t paying attention.
He didn’t know her number. She’d taken his number; he hadn’t gotten hers.
All he could do was wait for her to contact him.
Noona.
You liked it too, right?
That’s why, right? That’s why you forgave me.
I’m waiting. Even if you’re only interested in my cock, that’s okay.
I just want to see you first. We can start as fuck buddies and get to know each other from there.
I want to know you, noona.
Before he knew it, Chae Eunha’s smiling face had appeared in Juhyuk’s head, smiling at him.
Going on dates together, eating at a fancy restaurant, stopping by a café to talk.
Buying one drink and putting two straws in it so they could share it.
Holding hands, hugging, kissing.
Lying side by side.
Taking each other’s clothes off...
Whispering love to each other and spending a hot night together.
Gulp.
S-So. Call me, call me...!!
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But the phone didn’t ring.
One day passed. Then two.
Only the occasional text from Park Geon appeared in Kang Juhyuk’s phone history.
And when an unfamiliar number called and he answered while on edge, it was just a loan solicitation. As if he’d take that!
After the company dinner, he stepped into his tiny one-room apartment. By then it was already the middle of the night.
Even this cramped room was a struggle to maintain on his salary alone. That was what living in the capital region meant, perhaps.
If Park Geon hadn’t looked out for him, he might have struggled just to keep his life together.
Juhyuk put the convenience store lunchbox he’d planned to eat for breakfast into the little fridge, then threw himself onto the old single bed.
His body wasn’t tired. Even if he was a low-grade awakened, for all that, a little busywork at the office and some drinking with the team shouldn’t have worn him out.
What was tired was his mind.
Getting swamped with chores, being quietly looked down on at work or at the dinner table—those things were part of it, sure.
But waiting for a call that might never come was exhausting, too.
In truth, it had only been two days, but maybe the memory was just that intense.
Maybe his sex drive was exploding?
He’d been hard the whole time, and it was killing him.
He wanted to handle it himself, but what if she called while he was doing that?
What if she saw his semen all mushy and limp and then lost interest in him?
With that anxiety hanging over him, he’d gone no-fap until his mind was worn to the bone.
Sex Drive: 38/100
Lying on the little single bed, Kang Juhyuk closed his eyes and checked Chae Eunha’s sex-drive gauge.
It rose noticeably with each passing day. Especially today—it had gone up a lot. Yesterday it had been 9, and in just one day it had climbed close to 30.
At this rate, it would be full in another three or four days.
A gift left to him by whatever else lived inside Chae Eunha.
A brand etched into his mind, forcing him to keep remembering that the demon was dragging Chae Eunha into lust.
When that sex-drive gauge finally filled up, would Eunha noona look for him?
Then again...
But... would that really be the right thing? Of course he wanted to do it, but maybe that would just mean the demon had tricked them both.
"Haha."
A hollow laugh followed.
Even that was too optimistic. Think about it calmly.
In the first place, unless her sex drive filled up, Chae Eunha wouldn’t come looking for him...
And even if it did, would she really search for Kang Juhyuk?
In the end, Chae Eunha wasn’t interested in him.
The fact that she’d taken his phone number was only to prepare in case he ever said something stupid.
That was reality.
If there had been even a little, even a tiny sliver of room for hope, she would have texted him sometime in these two days—even if not called, then at least sent a message, so they could exchange contact info.
She would have given him her number.
But she hadn’t, had she?
Right. Get your fucking head straight.
What kind of dream had he been having?
All because Eunha noona had been just a little less ferocious, he was beating drums and clashing cymbals like a fool...
He might as well just jerk off. After all... Eunha noona probably had other people besides him.
She could do it whenever she wanted. There was no way she’d come looking for him.
So this sex-drive gauge was more of a curse.
It would probably keep climbing close to 100, then drop back to zero again and again.
He’d keep watching it fall.
It would make him imagine Eunha noona having sex with someone else instead of him. Over and over again.
So that was it. A sick hobby.
Exactly the sort of thing a demon would do.
Ugh... fuck.
"Eunha... noona..."
As he continued that pathetic little gesture, his phone suddenly rang.
Juhyuk jerked in surprise and snatched up the phone.
Caller ID blocked.
How sudden. Who would call him like this?
If it were Chae Eunha, maybe she’d hide her number and call him this way.
Thump. Thump.
Thump. Thump.
Juhyuk’s heart pounded wildly.
Maybe the call he’d been waiting for had finally come.
He even forgot that it was the middle of the night.
"H-Hello?"
"S-sorry, Juhyuk. Sorry. I was so late, right? This girl threw away the note with your number on it, so it took me a while to remember it again."
That, that voice.
That beautiful voice...
It was the voice he had been longing for so desperately.
"E-Eunha noona...!?"
"Mm-hm, it’s Eunha noona~ Were you lonely, our Juhyuk?"
Ah.
No.
That attitude.
It wasn’t Eunha noona at all.
"You’re not Eunha noona."
"Aaah, that hurts... then do you only do that for Eunha?"
"You’re not Eunha noona."
"Then call me Haeun noona~ Yeah, I like that. Chae Eunha, Chae Haeun."
That lilting voice.
Not the fierce, snapping tone from before.
It was the voice of a woman smiling softly as she toyed with a man.
"Don’t mess with me. You’re... some kind of succubus clinging to Eunha, aren’t you?"
"That’s hurtful, Juhyuk. Aren’t you going to call me Haeun noona?"
"Of course not."
"...Then I guess I should go out right now and sleep with the first person I see."
W-What!?
It didn’t seem like a lie, because he could hear the rustle of movement through the phone.
Before she could hang up, Juhyuk hurriedly spoke.
"Wait!"
"Why? You’re not interested in noona anyway. Then noona should go find another man instead of you, right? Noona’s so lonely."
"No, I am. Haeun noona. Haeun noona. Is that okay?"
No. He couldn’t let that happen.
Because of this succubus, Eunha noona was going to end up in the arms of some random man.
He had to stop that.
Tch... that damn demon. How long was it going to cling to Eunha noona and twist her around however it pleased?
Had it been making Eunha noona sleep around like this all along?
"Mm-hm. Haeun noona. I like that. Even more because Juhyuk is the one saying it."
"..."
"Juhyuk must be lonely. You’re alone right now, aren’t you?"
"...Yes."
For now, Juhyuk decided to go along with the succubus’s little game.
If he irritated her and she hung up, then ran out in the middle of the night naked, it would be a disaster.
For now, just for now, he’d play along and then bring things up again when Eunha noona contacted him...
Rustle. Rustle.
He heard something rubbing against fabric and skin.
Juhyuk closed his eyes. A strange image rose in his head.
It sounded as if Chae Haeun were taking off her clothes on the other side of the call.
Maybe.
"Juhyuk, waiting for Eunha noona all alone, ngh... lonely, hngh♡ playing with yourself, weren’t you?♡"
"N-No, I wasn’t."
"R-Really? That’s too bad... Unlike Eunha, Haeun noona was lonely...♡ Hngh... haah...♡"
"W-What are you doing?"
"H-huh? Me♡? Do you want to hear... it?"
After Chae Haeun said that, she went silent for a moment.
As if she were moving around with the phone in her hand.
What reached his ears then was something that struck Kang Juhyuk straight in the face.
Jjilok.
A very strange, wet sound.
It sounded like fingers teasing some slick, damp membrane...
A lewd sound like that.
Jjilok.
Jji... lok♡
"Can you hear it...? Noona is really wet...♡"
Should we... do it together, then? Masturbate...?
Kang Juhyuk’s stiff,
already rock-hard cock, which had been standing up the whole time as if he’d been holding his dick moments ago, swelled even larger at Chae Haeun’s sticky voice.