EP.9 Returning to Reality
"Joo, you'll die! You'll definitely be killed if you stay like this! We have to run away now!"
Han-yeoul slowly got up, covered in semen. Her cold gaze made a thick vein bulge on her forehead.
Despite being entwined with me and panting together, she now looked at me as if she wanted to kill me. I quickly whispered a command to myself.
"Education, end! It's over! Send me out of here quickly!"
The response was immediate. The world around me began to distort like paint, and Han-yeoul's form started to crumble. My consciousness was pulled into the abyss.
When I regained my senses...
"... Huh... huh... huh..."
I was back in my familiar bachelor pad. The clock showed that about two hours had passed. It seemed there was a significant time difference between the virtual world and reality.
I looked around with a dazed expression. The shabby decor of my apartment confirmed that this was reality.
The memories of what just happened felt like a dream.
"Could it be... was it not a dream?"
A chuckle escaped my lips. Just yesterday, my life was ordinary, but now everything felt turned upside down.
I picked up my phone and opened the Parent Manager app, which started this whole ordeal. Messages appeared, proving it wasn't a dream.
[ Congratulations! ]
[ You have completed your first education successfully. ]
[ Your score for this education is 41 points. ]
[ This translates to 410 EP points. ]
[ Additionally, the 'Mind Link' feature is applied to the parent who underwent education. ]
[ You can observe changes in the parent's mind using EP points. ]
[ 'Mind Link' operates with your command. ]
"... Mind Link?"
As I pondered this, a peculiar interface appeared in my vision. To my surprise, Han-yeoul's image was displayed in real-time.
It wasn't surprising anymore; if I could move through spaces freely, a hologram was nothing.
I focused on the screen, wondering if she had woken up at the same time as me.
She sat on a luxurious bed, sipping water. She wore a silk slip under a pink gown, and her captivating presence remained unchanged.
"Wow... I sucked on that incredible body."
It still felt unbelievable. As I gazed at her figure, a sharp ringing sound pierced my ears.
A high-pitched noise disrupted my mind, and soon, a voice began to echo.
< Ah, was it all just a dream? Why did I have such a wild dream? >
The voice belonged to Han-yeoul. Her inner thoughts began to reach my ears in real-time.
"Is this what they call Mind Link?"
The ringing subsided, and her voice became clear. Her haughty and seductive tone felt strangely familiar.
< I've been too focused on work lately. >
< Yeah, maybe I should go shopping tomorrow. >
< It's all because of work stress. >
< My mental strength has weakened due to fatigue. >
< But still, what kind of dream was that? >
< Teacher Kang is not really my type. >
< His face is okay, but he's useless otherwise. >
Her inner thoughts stabbed my heart like a dagger. I knew she underestimated me, but not to this extent.
Still, I'm a Canadian-educated polyglot. Saying I'm useless is a harsh judgment.
As I felt a growing sense of resentment, Han-yeoul's voice continued.
< But, well, the kiss was somewhat decent. >
She reminisced, touching her lips. Her eyes gleamed with a strange longing, and her lips sparkled with moisture.
She recalled our intense kiss, licking her lips several times. Then, surprisingly, she grasped her own breasts, mimicking my actions.
She squeezed them roughly, even twisting her nipples. But this didn't last long.
She sighed deeply and shook her head.
< It wasn't that kind of feeling. It was something hotter and more regrettable. >
< Maybe it felt more intense because it was a dream? I've never felt that way before. >
Her cheeks flushed like a girl's, and she fell into deep thought.
< It's strange when I think about it. >
< I heard all sorts of filthy insults and humiliating taunts. >
< Yet, I got excited in a strange way. >
< Clearly, I'm a masochistic pig. >
< I've never heard such crude insults before. >
She began to touch herself, recalling the humiliation.
< Huh... Teacher Kang, how dare you treat me like that? >
< Calling me a pig and a bitch? You're just a useless man. >
< Ah, your dick is unnecessarily big. >
< Was my vagina that tempting? Could you not resist it? >
< Haahng... You're a rabid dog. No matter how much you beg, you won't get my vagina. >
She spread her legs, masturbating while recalling her most humiliating moment.
As she moaned, her toes curled, and she reached her climax. Her pink flesh glistened with juices, and her back arched in ecstasy.
Afterward, she collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily. She felt deep shame for her actions.
< What am I doing? >
< Han-yeoul, are you such a weak person? >
< Masturbating to that insignificant man? >
< Are you lonely or something? >
< Snap out of it. >
She scolded herself, smoothing her disheveled hair. She closed her eyes and began to calm her breathing.
< Let's not be controlled by lust. >
< This loneliness is nothing. >
< Forget today's events. >
< Focus on work tomorrow. >
< Today never happened. Forget it, Han-yeoul. >
She hypnotized herself to erase her emotions, returning to her usual cold demeanor. She began to tidy up the scene with an almost obsessive intensity.
It was a harsh sight, revealing her inner struggle. I had thought she was successful because she was a gold spoon, but now I realized that wasn't the case.
Her relentless drive for success had consumed her emotions.
She walked into the shower with a somewhat melancholic face. I ended the Mind Link at that point.
The next morning, I finished a simple breakfast and prepared for work. Despite the events of the previous day, I had to go to work. The director would complain if I was even a few minutes late.
As I was about to leave my apartment, my phone rang. It was the director.
I adjusted my collar and answered with a cheerful voice, knowing she disliked weak tones.
"Yes! Director! Good morning!"
I offered a polite greeting, but she responded with a dismissive snort.
—Tsk. You always have a loud voice. A person needs substance.
I thought to myself, '... You want me to have a loud voice, but now you complain?'
I quickly changed the subject with a laugh.
"Ha ha. I'll make sure to bring lots of energy to our director. What's the reason for your call?"
—Ah, Teacher Kang. Did you make another big mistake yesterday?
"... What do you mean? A mistake?"
—Well, I just received a call from a lady. She wants to see you today.
The lady referred to Han-yeoul. A bad feeling crept up my spine.
—That's right. The lady wants to consult with you about Lea's French lessons.
I felt a sense of foreboding. It never missed.
I wiped the sweat from my forehead and asked the director.
"Isn't Teacher Joo also involved in Lea's French lessons? Why would they call me separately? Is there anything else?"
The director's sharp voice came through the phone.
—Ha! Teacher Kang! Just do as you're told without so much chatter! I know the lady is intimidating, but she's not going to eat you alive! Stop talking and prepare for the meeting! Dress neatly!
I could only bow my head to her firm command.
A huge storm was approaching.