Chapter 1247: Side Story – Master and Disciple (2) (Mature Illustration)

Teacher Yang Miyeon sat carefully on the sofa, her back straight, glancing nervously.

She looked tense, as if she had been summoned to the principal’s office. If you just considered the positions, the Guild Master and the principal of a Hunter training high school weren’t that different, really.

Normally, when preparing for a meeting like this, people usually offer coffee or tea… but Teacher Miyeon is a bit of a special person.

After taking out two glasses from the cabinet, I poured a glass of moderately strong whiskey each in front of her and myself.

To make Teacher Miyeon, who has rather special fetishes, honest, it’s a bit difficult while sober.

“How do you feel about the job change, Teacher Miyeon?”

“…How does it feel? It’s just a job change.”

“Still, it must feel different now that you’re working here compared to the Hunter high school, right? After all, you’ll be dealing with real Hunters more often than students.”

“I don’t really feel any particular way. Besides, even when I was working at the school, I sometimes went to the company guild when the Chairman called.”

“That’s a relief, then. I thought you’d be able to get used to it quickly.”

Not only recovery and work at the guild, but also the upcoming monthly regular meetings.

Seeing her, who was my teacher during my school days, become a Hunter belonging to my guild like this, I couldn’t help but feel a mix of emotions.

-Glance.

“…Hooouuu.”

As if her tension hadn’t eased yet, Teacher Miyeon glanced my way once and carefully reached for the glass placed before her.

Because it was naturally placed in front of her, she thought it was just tea and took a gulp in an instant, her face flushing red with a slightly bewildered expression.

“W-what is this…? Is this alcohol, Taekyung?”

“It’s Glenlivet 18. I don’t know much about alcohol, but when I tried it last time, it was quite good.”

“No, even so, drinking alcohol during work…”

“It’s your first day after changing jobs, what work is there to do? We can just talk like this and then you can go.”

“……”

“And starting today, Teacher Miyeon is also officially part of our guild, so there’s a lot for you to see, right? Like the ‘regular meetings,’ the basic welfare of the Hope City Guild.”

Reacting to the words ‘regular meetings’, her body flinched and trembled.

Although she couldn’t meet my eyes, her reddened earlobes represented her emotions.

Perhaps due to embarrassment, instead of her usual calm and charismatic demeanor, she had a passive attitude, as if trying to escape little by little.

But even that appearance only felt cute to me now.

“…Taekyung. I always say this, but this kind of thing really isn’t good…”

“Mi-ah.”

“Ng-hot…?!”

Instead of her usual title, using the name from ‘playtime’ when I casually mentioned it, Teacher Miyeon flinched slightly in surprise.

Seeing her react so much to such a small phrase, it’s clear that Teacher Miyeon’s emotions are clearly visible, so much so that you don’t need telepathy to understand her.

“Daddy was excited all day thinking about seeing my Mi-ah today.”

“Ah, no… Taekyung…”

In just a moment, her face, including her cheeks, ears, and neck, instantly turned red.

In her eyes, shaking like waves, so many emotions were swirling that it was difficult to distinguish any single one.

-Stroke.

“Eut, euut…”

“Mi-ah, didn’t you miss Daddy?”

“Ah, no… That…”

So, instead of answering, she probably just closed her eyes tightly and awkwardly tried to look away from me, even stuttering.

Her position as my teacher and mentor, her status as a member of society, and Teacher Miyeon’s own pride – she was trying to build a final defense line somehow, but…

“You can just be honest, Teacher Miyeon. I’ve never thought your hobby was particularly strange.”

“Ah, no… It’s not that I’m embarrassed, it’s just that forming this kind of relationship with me isn’t really a good thing for you, Taekyung…”

“Even if you say that, I know you’re thinking something else inside.”

“……”

“You missed Daddy, didn’t you? You wanted to be cuddled and act cute in Daddy’s arms? You wanted to act spoiled towards Daddy and play the ‘squishy squishy’ game with Daddy, didn’t you? Isn’t that right?”

“‘Squishy squishy’ game…”

-Gulp.

Reacting to the specific keywords, Teacher Miyeon nervously and carefully swallowed once.

Within that single action lay all sorts of conflict.

She was trying hard to suppress the desire to nod her head right now.

But if she did, she would truly cross the point of no return, so she was trying to endure it somehow.

“My Mi-ah… what did you wear today? Did you wear a pretty outfit that Daddy likes?”

“……”

-Nod.

Instead of answering, Teacher Miyeon carefully nodded once.

This response, both honest and dishonest, kept making me feel tempted in a certain way.

“Will you tell me honestly? My Mi-ah… did you miss Daddy?”

“…Yes.”

“……”

“M-Mi-ah… also… missed… Daddy a little…”

Squeezing out a voice smaller than an ant’s, she finally confessed honestly.

The thought, “Can someone really be this cute?”, crossed my mind unintentionally; it was such a lovely movement.

“Ah, no…! Th-that wasn’t just now! It’s just that, somehow…”

Although her heart had already completely leaned towards me, she hadn’t completely abandoned her conscience, dignity, and pride.

With the thought that there wasn’t much time left, I gently clasped my chest.

-Squish.

“Eu, hhuut?!”

Just one touch was enough for her to clearly let out a reaction she couldn’t hide.

In front of her like that, I quietly smiled and whispered.

“Does it feel good? When Daddy touches you like this.”

“…Eut, euut.”

“Or… does it feel bad?”

“Ah, no… It feels good…”

Even in this short time, switching between ‘Teacher Yang Miyeon’ and ‘Mi-ah’ several times, she hesitated, unsure how to answer.

This time, a bit more boldly, I pinched the area where Teacher Miyeon’s nipples would be through her clothes with a ‘pok’ sensation.

-Squeeze.

“Eu, hheuut?!”

Once again, without hiding her flustered emotions at all, she sent trembling eyes my way. So, Teacher Miyeon, even through her clothes, I gently caressed her nipples as if twisting them.

“My Mi-ah, you feel good, right? You want to do something even better with Daddy, don’t you?”

“Eut, hhuut…. J-just a moment, Taekyung…”

“You should say Daddy, not Taekyung.”

-Squeeze.

“Eu, kkeuheuueuut?!”

With her last remaining reason, even though she tried to speak seriously, her lips were stopped by my fingers.

She tried to continue speaking somehow, but what escaped her lips were only ragged breaths and moans.

Saying she should stop was something she’d been doing verbally for a long time now.

She wasn’t making any moves to get up or block my hands, not at all.

What Teacher Miyeon needed was someone to tempt her like this, even in this way.

And in this world, the only one who could play this role was probably just me.

-Slide.

“H-hhuot…?”

When I removed my hands that were diligently touching her nipples, Teacher Miyeon looked up at me with a surprised voice.

Her heart was already clearly full of willingness, so without unnecessary delay, I decided to get straight to the point.

“Let’s not do this here. Let’s go to the meeting room first, Teacher Miyeon. This is the CEO’s office.”

“Ah, no… I, I don’t really need a meeting…”

“I’m sorry, but the first meeting is mandatory for all new Hunters joining our guild. Even for you, Teacher Miyeon, we can’t skip the meeting.”

“…So, you’re saying?”

Since I provided an ‘unavoidable excuse’, she didn’t refuse, carefully asked again, and got up from her seat.

Actually, if she really wanted to, she could refuse, but the fact that she isn’t means that Teacher Miyeon isn’t that desperate in the first place.

The moment we opened the door and entered the meeting room, she vaguely knew that what always happened would happen again, even though she vaguely knew it.

“…Hu, huut. Huuueu.”

Barely suppressing the moans escaping her, Teacher Miyeon carefully followed me as she walked.

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With Teacher Miyeon, as soon as we entered Belle’s dungeon, a faint smell of disinfectant lingered.

Frosted glass windows that were semi-transparent.

A sliding door and a simple, unadorned bed covered with white sheets.

Entering a space that strongly resembled a ‘nurse’s office’, felt from the minor details, Teacher Yang Miyeon’s eyes widened slightly, cautiously.

“This place…”

“I just, you know, tried to set the mood. Since it’s Teacher Miyeon’s first day at our guild.”

“……”

My wandering school days.

The place where I, as her student, encountered Teacher Miyeon the most.

During that chaotic time, she helped me not go astray or give up. I first met her, and it was the place I sought out until the very end, never forgetting it.

Even on the day we met again, and even when I first became intimate with Teacher Miyeon, it was all in this nurse’s office.

Since Teacher Miyeon was joining our guild after so long, this monumental day naturally needed a similar atmosphere.

-Slide.

Leaving the flustered Teacher Miyeon for a moment, without a word, I sat down on the bed.

“Mi-ah.”

“……”

Towards the teacher, whose confusion hadn’t quite subsided, I leaned my thighs invitingly and quietly called her name.