Teaching a Lesson (8)
The reason I didn’t just go straight to a love hotel, have sex, and part ways was simple.
I didn’t like it.
Okay, sure, the clothes were cheap-looking... but whatever. I was already satisfied that he hadn’t shown up in a full suit for no reason.
Polite enough, and not overbearing.
Still, it irritated me to see him slathering on some cheap skin lotion and then fixing his hair into that awkward, overly shiny style with some weird gel.
If I had to do this anyway, I wanted to do it with as few annoyances as possible.
“Why do you keep staring?”
“Ah... well.”
And Kang Juhyuk kept looking at me.
Whenever I turned my head, there his face was, fixed on me.
So it wasn’t strange to make him someone worth looking at in return.
When he first got in the car, he’d been all fluttery excitement, gawking at the interior; but not long after we set off, he started staring only at me.
The gaze was blatant. My hair swaying in the wind, my sunglasses cutting the glare of the sun.
The eyeliner I’d drawn on, the faint redness of my lips, the jewelry around my neck... and then, ugh, his eyes had slid down to the sweater clinging to my chest and waist.
Maybe because the hot pants were technically pants, but looked almost exactly like underwear, his attention kept snagging on the flashes of black, then wandering over my waist and thighs.
The look in his eyes was filthy. Strange way to put it, but it was.
“Y-yes. Because you’re pretty.”
“Ugh... don’t distract me while I’m driving.”
“And you look cool.”
“I... do?”
Kang Juhyuk’s hopeless vocabulary meant that, even while he stared at me like a fool, he could only manage things like pretty and cool.
Maybe that was better...? If he started rattling off a bunch of flowery nonsense, that would be disgusting in its own way.
Straightforward was better. It would be nice if our relationship were straightforward, too.
Even so, it was still distracting. Every time he called me pretty, my lower belly gave a little jolt... and my leg trembled faintly on the accelerator.
Stop looking at me like that. I’ll take care of it myself. Or what, do you want it that badly after looking at that face?
Even while I thought that, I knew the truth.
Fuck... I do want it.
I do want to get fucked...
Because it feels good.
“Don’t look so excited. You look pathetic.”
“How am I supposed to not... when Eunha nuna came to pick me up in a car like this?”
“Hey. Just in case I need to make this clear: you’re not under the impression we’re on a date, are you?”
“...I don’t think that’s it.”
He muttered it under his breath, sounding a little disappointed.
I didn’t know what he meant, so I just shook my head. Better to focus on driving for now.
“Good. You saw me in the gate, so you know my condition isn’t great. I need to do this regularly... so, anyway. Like I said before, you’re just a dildo. Don’t get the wrong idea.”
Only after I said that did Kang Juhyuk finally seem to catch the mood; his expression turned a little more serious.
So he was finally starting to think about reality.
Right. Why the hell would a rich, pretty nuna who can also kick ass and has unbelievable abilities be interested in a nobody like you?
His face no longer had that dazed, fluttery look from before, and that put me at ease.
And yet it still made me uneasy.
Damn it. My body and my reason kept colliding, and Chae Haeun was whispering at me to hurry up and let her have some fun.
“I know that, but... why me? If it’s Eunha nuna, wouldn’t there be plenty of other people besides me?”
What? Plenty?
Fuck, this guy who’d already taken my virginity had the nerve to say that?
“Hey. You motherfucker. Are you calling me a slut?”
“No, no, no, no! That’s not what I meant. I mean... Eunha nuna has Haeun nuna inside her... no, a succubus, too. If you’d been like this for a long time...”
“It’s only been recent. This whole thing.”
“R-recent?”
“This Chae Haeun or whatever didn’t show up that long ago.”
I didn’t even need to explain it, really, but I couldn’t stand the idea of him thinking I was some kind of slut.
Who did he think Chae Haeun was?
“But you said you even carried condoms around. And if you had a car like this, maybe you also...”
“Ha. Shut your mouth. For real. Before I hit you.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
You’re the first guy to ever put his filthy ass on that passenger seat!!
I almost shouted it out loud, but I barely held it in.
If I said that, this idiot would probably puff up again and slip back into date mode.
He’d probably start imagining himself as someone special.
The special one is me. Not you.
With Kang Juhyuk finally quiet in the passenger seat, I pulled into a parking lot near a barbershop.
The area had no hotels at all, just a stylish street lined with restaurants and cafes.
It was a fairly wide road, so there were street buskers around too, and I could hear songs drifting from far away.
“Uh... do I get out here?”
“You’re getting out alone.”
“...Huh?”
“What’s with that face? I’m not ditching you, so stop looking so pitiful.”
He looked at me as if I’d abandoned him just because I’d parked in a place that didn’t look like a hotel or my home and told him to get out by himself.
I handed him my card right away.
It wasn’t a regular plastic card, but a metal one, and Kang Juhyuk took it carefully.
“Take that, go to the barbershop ahead, and get a shave and a haircut.”
“Uh... what? No. It’s my hair, I’ll pay for it.”
“Don’t talk nonsense and pay with that. They won’t take you without a reservation unless you show them the card.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. Don’t choose the style yourself. Just have them recommend one. They’ll look at your head shape and your hair condition and match it to your part.”
“...Yes. I’ll be back.”
It was reservation-only, but if he showed them the card, they’d handle it. I’d used the place enough times myself.
I should send him a text, too, so he wouldn’t ask any stupid questions.
The reason I wasn’t following him in wasn’t just because I was Chae Eunha right now—though that was part of it. It was embarrassing.
A woman handing a man a card and sending him to a barbershop to get his hair fixed according to the woman’s instructions.
And then watching him from the side? That would just make me look like some easy mark.
And after sending Kang Juhyuk off, I immediately opened the roof and raised the tinted windows so no one outside could see me.
Just the car itself was enough to draw attention, and if there was a woman like me inside it, people walking by would stop dead in their tracks.
Especially here, where the people around weren’t busy rushing to work but had come out to spend the day casually relaxing.
If he was going to get a shave, a cut, and styling at the barbershop, I figured I’d be waiting anywhere from an hour to two.
I didn’t want to wander around the street and get my cunt soaked under people’s stares, so I’d just wait in the car.
It was a hassle. I thought about taking a nap for a minute, but then I pictured Chae Haeun popping out, sticking her ass in the air, and strutting off to hook some guy, so I gave up on that idea too.
I pulled out my smartphone.
I didn’t usually check it unless I needed to, but...
There was still nothing about me on the Hunter Association news.
There had only been one simple article a few days ago saying, “Hunter Choi Eunho is on assignment to dismantle the gate.”
If news got out that an S-rank hunter had gone missing, the impact would be enormous.
I wondered how Ha Yujeong was planning to handle it. She’d said she was going to insert Chae Eunha as the replacement...
She’d probably try to calm public anxiety by saying that while there’d been a major loss of fighting power, there was also a new hunter who could make up for it.
When I checked the app alerts, there were a lot of chats from anonymous spaces looking for me.
Random chat rooms people used to find one-night stands, or private group chats where men posted reviews of women they’d slept with.
The place I’d once used to collect cars and alcohol had already kicked me out, huh.
...What the fuck.
[Found a total babe lol]
[Damn]
[What car is that? That’s an MHSL series.]
[Over three hundred million won, isn’t it? lol]
[Why did she go to a run-down neighborhood like this?]
[Look at those tits and that waist]
Several photos were uploaded to one of the one-night-stand review chat rooms about thirty minutes ago.
Photos of me leaning against the car while waiting for Kang Juhyuk.
Shit, how long had I been there for someone to snap me like that? My luck was absolute garbage.
My face had been blurred out, and while my figure was visible, the focus was spread across the car, the woman, and the street, so it was the kind of shot that would probably avoid any lawsuit.
That was the work of someone who’d taken plenty of pictures of women walking by.
Ah... stress and arousal are hitting me at the same time.
Chae Haeun, that little bitch, was wondering whether any of the men in there were jacking off to the photos.
She said a more revealing outfit would’ve been better.
Yeah. Sure, they can take pictures. And then what? What are they gonna do with it, anyway? At most it just ends up circulating as a meme.
But because it was me, it was still extremely irritating.
Since I’d barely even spoken in that chat room lately, I just left immediately.
Now that I thought about it, that room had been dangerous.
If Chae Haeun had taken too much control, she might even have posted a selfie of me in there.
Most of those guys were complete dickheads. There was no way they’d behave as timidly as Kang Juhyuk.
They might have tried to sweet-talk their way into finding my address and showing up at my house. Crazy.
At least I deleted it now.
I’d have to go through the whole app sometime and clean it out.
As I was thinking that and checking for anything else I needed to sort through, the outside suddenly got a little noisy.
Click.
Three women were outside, taking selfies with the car as the backdrop.
Didn’t they realize someone was sitting inside? The tint was dark, sure, but it couldn’t have made me completely invisible.
Still, taking pictures doesn’t wear the car out, and they weren’t touching it, so I decided to let it go.
Two of them were just so-so, but one was decent. She had a slightly revealing look, a good body, and a cute enough face.
If it’d been Choi Eunho, he would’ve gotten out and asked them to hang out together. Any fool could tell the three of them were the type who liked going out and having fun.
Well, I was better, though.
“E-excuse me...”
“Ah—sorry. Are you the owner of the car? We took a picture because it looked cool, but we didn’t touch it.”
“Yes, yes. I mean, this is my first time seeing a car like this, so I just wanted a souvenir photo.”
While I was half-watching them, I heard Kang Juhyuk’s voice.
I couldn’t see him well because the women were in the way, but he was probably trying to head to the passenger side and they were blocking his path.
I figured I’d just wait for him to get through and get in. I didn’t feel like butting in and making things awkward.
“Ah. No, it’s not my car...”
“But, oppa, if you’re out here in the afternoon, you must have time, right? Do you have a girlfriend?”
“Y-yeah, of course he does!”
“Sorry, she just broke up with someone recently...”
“No, I mean, this isn’t my car...”
...
What the hell was taking so long?
Irritating.
HONK!!
I blared the horn, and the women jumped, turning toward the driver’s seat.
Only now did they notice?
The moment they saw me sitting there in sunglasses, staring at them from the driver’s seat,
the women all went, “Sorry~,” one of them laughing and the other two looking disappointed, before they wandered off.
With a mildly annoyed look on my face, I got out of the car and stared at Kang Juhyuk.
“Hey. You can’t even manage to say a simple thing prop...”
...Huh.
I stopped mid-sentence and looked at the man standing in front of me.
His clothes hadn’t changed, so that wasn’t different, but his posture had shifted a little.
Did they give him some kind of tip inside?
The filthy face had been cleaned up with a shave, the skin made smooth and moist with lotion, and even the line of his eyebrows had been sharpened, changing the look in his eyes.
The hair that had looked greasy from too much gel was now neatly arranged into a black slicked-back undercut.
It wasn’t one of those overly severe all-back styles that tried too hard to create an aura; instead, the bangs were left just a little softer, giving it a casual feel.
Did he spray on cologne too...? He seemed to smell... pretty good.
I’d hardly even looked at him properly before, but now that I did, he actually had a pretty decent vibe.
Come to think of it, now that I was really looking... his height was just a little under six feet. 5'10"? 5'11"? Not short, anyway.
His shoulders and body, too... maybe he’d been trying to build himself up by grinding as a hunter, but he was solidly built.
He probably didn’t have much time to work out properly, so it wasn’t anything spectacular, but it was a well-maintained frame.
In other words, there wasn’t anything particularly amazing about him, but there wasn’t anything awkward or off about him either.
The kind of guy where you keep trying to find a flaw, but there just isn’t one.
Compared to that hunting-type guy from earlier who looked like the embodiment of “moderately dressed up, moderately fit,” this one... was better. Maybe.
Guys like this were exactly the sort of men women jumped at when they saw them standing in front of a car like this and pretending to own it.
The women who got hooked were always the same kind.
They were all just trying to grab an opportunity.
“...You did well. That came to around two hundred thousand won?”
“Y-yes, ma’am. The haircut was eighty thousand, the shave was seventy thousand... and then they charged me fifty thousand for all the stuff they put on, and so on.”
“Good. That’s about right.”
“Is... is that about right? It feels kind of expensive...”
“Didn’t you look in the mirror? That’s what the money’s for.”
I took back the card from Kang Juhyuk, who was handing it to me carefully.
I’d been about to tell him it was frustrating, but somehow the words wouldn’t come out.
I got into the car right away, and Kang Juhyuk hurried back to the passenger seat and climbed in after me.
“Are those kinds of women your type?”
“Huh?!”
“No. I just saw those women pestering you earlier, and you couldn’t even answer properly. I thought maybe you liked them.”
“No, no! Absolutely not!”
“Why are you so shocked? If you want, I can let you. Want me to bring a few over later?”
“No, what are you talking about! I absolutely hate that!”
Right. He should hate it.
That was the correct answer.
But it wasn’t exactly a lie, either.
Under my control, and within my permission, I didn’t care whether he touched other women or not.
I had to do it whenever I wanted, but if he suddenly threw himself at me when I didn’t feel like it, that would be a problem.
So if he could learn to manage his sex drive on his own—and, as a bonus, gain some experience and learn how to deal with women—then his skill level would rise enough that I wouldn’t be embarrassed to keep him around.
No, wait.
He was still just a candidate.
Nothing had been decided yet.
I definitely hadn’t decided to use this guy as my personal dildo.
Come to think of it, today was an interview.
It was the first night in the gate, and it had happened after I’d already completely lost to my own desires.
If we had sex while I still had even a shred of sanity left, I needed to know what would happen to me.
I also had to check whether sex with this guy was good enough to justify the humiliation.
It would kill two birds with one stone—scratch the itch now, and maybe more besides.
So.
Now that he finally looks decent enough, we can just have sex...♡
Grrrrowl.
The instant I made that decision, Kang Juhyuk’s stomach cried out loud enough to stab at my ears.
“...Ah.”
“...You didn’t eat lunch?”
“W-well, I got off early for lunch, but... I used up all the time getting ready...”
Idiot.
You idiot.
Well, it couldn’t be helped.
If he was hungry, he couldn’t perform.
“Let’s eat first... I haven’t eaten either.”
Don’t get happy.
I’m not avoiding eating because I’m nervous or anything.
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