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Inside the room prepared in the sprawling mansion, he stood by the window, looking up at the silver moon, lost in thought.

The Moonlight Cult Leader had devised a plan to abandon the doomed planet and migrate to the moon. She said that, unlike Earth, the moon had an environment on its surface that shared considerable homogeneity with the otherworld. For that reason, research was needed through awakened individuals who had achieved assimilation with the otherworld, such as those with abilities like Jinyong or Kanzaki Rie.

Even if suitable conditions for living on the moon were established, he wasn’t sure if terraforming from outside space would truly be achieved.

Anyway, Haru’s main point was that. A destruction-level gate would appear someday, and according to Jinseong’s hypothesis, that time wasn’t far off… so preparation was the right course of action. However, joining the Moonlight Cult’s plans felt highly undesirable.

Haa.

His feelings were complicated in many ways. As it was, having just learned that Haru and Seol Hayeon were from the same school, he was already extremely troubled.

‘So, if I think about it, she’s my martial grand-aunt?’

Truly, Haru hadn’t shown any hint of being related. She had only focused on the fact that he was from the same hometown as her. The fact that Lee Hyunjin, a second-year student at Cheongsong Academy, was the Ice Empress’s favorite disciple, was widely known, so it was impossible she didn’t know.

He didn’t know how all these complicated relationships came to be. He had heard the name of Allen Greyer, the Archmage of the previous generation, but he never imagined that person would be his martial grand-master.

“……Master-nim must also be quite distressed. Truly.”

Shaking his head from side to side, he shifted his thoughts to Seol Hayeon. So, his senior martial sister, who had killed her master and disappeared, had suddenly reappeared as the leader of a global villain group. And now, he had to go to subjugate her under the command of Yang Chan-ho.

Regardless, Seol Hayeon, despite her unreadable expression, showed her intention to participate in the operation. She didn’t seem to have any intention of avoiding it. In that case, wouldn’t his own task become relatively clear? Although he was a little flustered by the unexpected martial sibling relationship, it wasn’t a reason for him to hesitate in facing Haru.

Ideally, he would help Master-nim, and depending on the situation, confront the Moonlight Cult Leader. So… he would just have to subjugate her.

……

That should be it. Yet, his hesitation remained. Was it because he somewhat sympathized with her plans and beliefs? While her attempts to abduct awakened individuals were utterly incomprehensible, he had come to understand that she was, nevertheless, pursuing a greater cause.

Perhaps he was just more concerned because they were both from the same world.

With a bitter feeling, he licked his lips once, then turned his body around.

In any case, tomorrow was the day he would leave this mansion. During his stay of about five days, he had sparred multiple times with the Cheon family’s three siblings, including Cheon Woohyuk, and even received a brief lesson from his mother-in-law. As a result, his ability to wield Heavenly Lightning had undoubtedly improved by leaps and bounds. He would probably be on the move again within a month of returning to the academy. It seemed his time at the academy was remarkably short for a student. Just being able to participate in the Moonlight Cult subjugation operation as a student was something he had to thank Yang Chan-ho for.

Before he knew it, the clock hands pointed to a very late hour. He yawned lightly and headed to bed. It was time to fall asleep.

Knock knock…

That is, if a sudden knock hadn’t echoed.

A faint presence was felt beyond the door.

‘At this hour?’

He was slightly flustered, but thinking about it, it wasn’t at all impossible. Immediately, three individuals came to mind as potential suspects.

First, there was Cheon Soyul, his official fiancée. It wouldn’t be strange for her to visit. Second, the possibility of Cheon Hyeon-a was also worth considering. Perhaps the words he had spoken that day, feeling a slight sense of debt, had resonated with her, as she had been overtly flirting with him ever since.

And lastly, well. He actually thought this third possibility was the most likely.

He quietly walked over, grasped the doorknob, and opened it, confirming his prediction.

“Hello, Disciple-nim.”

“……Master-nim.”

Seol Hayeon, in her pajamas, giggled as she waved her hand playfully. And then she immediately walked inside, even though he hadn’t given her permission.

“Wow, the Cheon family truly is amazing, aren’t they? To be able to just hand out such spacious rooms to guests—what incredible wealth.”

“Suddenly?”

“Suddenly, you say? Don’t you think so, Disciple-nim? Like, ‘If I marry into such a splendid family, I could live incredibly comfortably!’”

“Well, of course…” The moment he was about to give an affirmative answer without much thought to the suddenly thrown question, he realized his mistake and immediately shut his mouth. This was a trap. A tunnel trap created by an Arctic fox named Seol Hayeon, after diligently digging through the snowfield.

He didn’t miss the sharp glint that flashed in Seol Hayeon’s blue eyes for a fleeting moment. Thus, he was able to turn his gaze to the side as naturally as possible and reply.

“…Well, I do think that. But isn’t Master-nim’s mansion quite large too? The one I lived in since my middle school days, I mean.”

He affirmed the undeniable question, but added a few words to precisely evade her intended point. He felt that it was an excellent improvisation, even by his own standards.

Hmm…

Indeed, Seol Hayeon, seemingly not having anticipated such a smooth reply, narrowed her eyes but didn’t say anything sharp. He felt confident. Brushing it off by mentioning memories, he thought, ‘Didn’t I handle that well? Let’s have a drink.’

Soon, Seol Hayeon nodded as if acknowledging it, though still looking a little uncomfortable.

“Yes, well. Passed.”

“Thank you?”

“Be thankful.”

At her terse reply, he let out a chuckle and approached the bed where she was sitting.

“So, what brings you to your disciple’s room at this late hour?”

“Am I not allowed to visit?”

“That’s not what I meant.”

At that moment, Seol Hayeon was wearing pajamas that subtly revealed her bare skin. Should he call it a pale white negligee? Her body hadn’t fully melted yet, still showing ample curves, which was a breathtaking sight that made him swallow dryly. The bare body of the woman who had taught him, illuminated by the gentle moonlight filtering in…

“…I’m just saying it doesn’t seem like you came for no reason at all. If you’re bored, well, should we chat?”

He subtly raised an eyebrow and sat on the edge of the bed beside Seol Hayeon. His arm, extended very naturally, reached for the back of her hand.

“…My, my, you’re quite skilled, Disciple-nim. When did your skills improve this much?”

“Isn’t one of the few specialties I’m better at than Master-nim my sexual experience?”

“Is that something to say in front of me?”

“Apologies if you were offended.”

As he let out a playful laugh, Seol Hayeon’s narrowed eyes returned to normal, and she let out a bewildered chuckle.

“…You really are a disciple who makes it impossible to hate, truly.”

She extended her other hand to meet his, which had been placed on the back of her hand, intertwining their fingers. With their fingers still interlaced, she tilted her head up slightly towards him…

Smack.

They shared a short kiss. As the light sound echoed, Seol Hayeon’s pale cheeks flushed slightly red.

“…Oh, perhaps it’s because it’s been a while since we kissed, but I feel a little shy.”

She turned her head, looking slightly embarrassed, and he replied with an unperturbed smile.

“Is that so?”

“Don’t you feel that way, Disciple-nim?”

“Me, well…” He decided not to add the ‘bad’ comment that he didn’t feel much disturbance because he had kissed so many women. Seol Hayeon, however, seemed to grasp what he was trying to say just from his subtle nuance.

“…You rogue.”

“Apologies?”

“Your apology lacks sincerity. Try again, properly.”

Seol Hayeon, who had punched his side with a fist like a young fern, said that and raised her head. At her gesture, which clearly showed what she desired, he kissed her again.

“…Mmm, *smack*, haa…”

This time, it was a deeper kiss. Tongues playfully intertwined, saliva was exchanged, and sensual sounds filled the bedroom.

Soon, Seol Hayeon slowly lay back, beginning to untie the knot of her negligee on the bed. With hazy eyes, she looked up at him and spoke.

“…What I said a few days ago, don’t worry about it too much. My connection with the Moonlight Cult Leader is something I need to resolve myself.”

“How could I do that?” he replied immediately, his voice low. “Honestly, the fact that Haru is my martial grand-aunt is shocking… and while my perception hasn’t changed much, it’s still important to Master-nim, isn’t it?”

“……”

“If so, then I should help you in every way possible. That’s what a master-disciple relationship is for, isn’t it?”

“Honestly.” Seol Hayeon mumbled with her lips and turned her head to the side. Burying her cheek into the bedsheet, she mumbled as if embarrassed. “You’re very good with words. You must have charmed women like that all the time, haven’t you?”

“…No, why is the topic shifting that way again?”

“Be quiet. Anyway, this issue is absolutely Disciple-nim’s responsibility.”

He chuckled awkwardly and slipped his hand beneath her waist. She, too, slightly lifted her lower back to make it easier for him to hold her…

“…Well then.”

Then, he also shed his bothersome top and spread Seol Hayeon’s legs apart.

“As an apology for that, would it be alright if I served Master-nim now?”

……

And at his sly remark, Seol Hayeon’s face flushed crimson. Her body also began to slowly secrete fluid, becoming tender. Of course, he had no intention of not proceeding even without an answer, but just as he was about to lower his head…

“…Alright.” Seol Hayeon mumbled in a tiny voice. “As a special favor, I’ll permit it, Disciple-nim.”

……

“…So, go on, try your best. Well, I’m not sure if you can truly satisfy me, yelp!?”

He immediately buried his head between her legs and moved his tongue.