Chapter 360

Chapter 360

Eat The World Tree.

Episode 360: Master Student Confrontation (2)

My master, Cheondo, often looked cute when you watched her.

Whether it was eating omurice or teriyaki, dishes that kids loved, or how she fell asleep even if she was not sleepy between 9 and 10 p.m. every night.

[Tree Red!!!!!]

[It’s okay, I’ll handle it somehow!!]

Watching old magical girl shows with sweaty palms, or being so engrossed in cartoons that she didn’t even look at me, it’s all lovely.

Perhaps it was because of her usual demeanor that’s far from childlike, which made that gap even more pronounced. When she worked, she looked far beyond what we can see, not allowing even the slightest variable.

The forced rest, given to someone who was like my brother and for my master, was better used for her.

Since they had become one body, the three of us couldn’t be together, and I was the only one in this world who could cater to Cheondo’s tastes.

Others didn’t know Cheondo’s tastes.

-gulp

I heard someone swallowing beside me.

The common story of young girls defeating villains, gaining friendship and love.

The people in this theater felt the depth and fun of this movie that I didn’t know.

‘…I’m sleepy.’

But it was not my taste.

Dozing off, my head tilted unknowingly, falling onto Cheondo’s shoulder, who had both fists clenched tight.

“…Hmm?”

Only then did Cheondo’s voice come, having taken her eyes off the movie.

“Really, what do you do when the person who suggested watching falls asleep first?”

What could you do when it was not interesting?

Seeing how I had been sleeping more lately, there must still be some injury left. It seemed that Taeyang’s words were somewhat true.

I tried to lift my head from Cheondo’s shoulder.

“Ah, Master… I’m just a bit tired.”

“Forget it, just sleep.”

I felt the soft touch of flesh on my head as Cheondo gently pulled my head back to her shoulder.

Her slender fingers moving along my hair. Though her gentle touch was surprising, I eventually closed my eyes due to the overwhelming sleepiness.

It felt good to have my head stroked.

“Are you tired?”

Even amidst the loud voice acting, Cheondo’s gentle voice resonates.

I continued in a sleepy voice.

“…Yes, well.”

“It seems the fatigue from the selection competition hasn’t gone away yet… It wouldn’t be strange if you got hurt. Was there any big problem?”

Her hand strokes my forehead.

“As I said… I just managed somehow. By the way, why did Master suddenly come here? You must have a lot to do.”

The world was changing.

Naturally, there would be a lot of work at Spring Peach Blossom.

Even after receiving the news that I returned safely, why did she come?

“My disciple might have been hurt, so what does some work matter?”

Her crimson hair fell before my eyes. Cheondo lowered her head over mine.

Her white arms, now changed into casual clothes, wrapped around my neck.

“I’m sorry. It was me who sent you to the Forester Selection Competition. I didn’t know the Flowers would attack there.”

“Why would that be Master’s fault?”

It was good that it ended well.

What if I hadn’t gone back to the past and was so badly injured that there wasn’t a single place on my body that was safe?

Cheondo seemed to be thinking about such an unfulfilled present.

“You did well.”

Our foreheads touched. Her warm breath. Cheondo, who had been patting my shoulder, kept moving her hand to help me sleep.

“Rest well for a while. Do nothing. At least for three months, continue like this.”

The moist touch on my head.

The sudden touch of lips on my head conveyed deep affection.

It wasn’t something to call love, just the maximum affection one can feel for a disciple. It was an expression of affection like that of a parent, making my body shiver. Maybe I felt something akin to maternal love from Cheondo.

“It’s strange.”

As I was falling asleep, Cheondo murmured.

“…Is it because it’s my first time having a disciple?”

Cheondo had never directly passed on everything she knew before.

I was her first true disciple, so perhaps that’s why she felt more attached.

It was hard to explain in words.

“I’m sorry.”

While I was asleep, Cheondo’s voice softly echoed in my ears.

“Little Brother… I’m sorry about that.”

Before dinner, Hwangdo came looking for me.

Tonight, the owner of the body was Hwangdo, but that’s secondary.

She immediately knelt down with both knees on the ground and put her hands together in a deep bow as soon as she saw me.

Her hair fell forward, exposing her back.

Her white T-shirt slid down to her chest, revealing a glimpse of her buttocks.

Seeing her trembling, it seems she’s even feeling this situation.

“Sister… Even so, fainting is a bit much, isn’t it?”

I said to Hwangdo with a sarcastic tone while sitting on the chair.

“Hiing.”

She said she fainted because she was too excited.

Even now, thinking about it gives me goosebumps.

“Because of Little Brother…”

“Yes?”

“Calling you ‘brother,’ and doing it at the same time with the butt…”

“No, wait, wait. Don’t say it out loud.”

What would happen if Cheondo or Baekdo heard?

As I broke out in a cold sweat, Hwangdo lifted only her head from her position of submission to speak to me.

“…The two are sleeping now.”

“Isn’t it too early for that?”

“Cheondo said she has work to do tonight… and Baekdo said she’s unusually tired today. She’s been sleeping since morning.”

I had nothing to say about Baekdo sleeping.

After pulling all-nighters coding and developing, it was no wonder she was tired.

Seeing Baekdo chugging water this morning made me feel uneasy.

“…So, who did you switch with?”

Hwangdo’s voice was full of anxiety as she asked cautiously.

I kept my mouth tightly shut.

“It’s a secret.”

“Ueehng.”

“Do you know how hard it was for me to clean up after that?”

“I’m sorry, sister.”

“Sister?”

“Brother….”

Now, her calling me ‘brother’ felt completely natural.

Considering the past, I might actually be the older brother, right?

It wouldn’t be strange if I were the eldest brother of the Spring Peach Blossom Alliance.

“Alright, get up. It’s quite the sight.”

Calling it a deep bow, when someone with a physique like Hwangdo did it, it was like a device designed to excite men no matter what.

Just looking at this scene… Ha.

Her huge breasts under the rolled-up T-shirt looked like steamed buns on a black plate, and just watching made my libido stir.

“…Aren’t you going to do anything? They’re all asleep.”

At Hwangdo’s direct question, I pressed my fingers against my forehead.

“What do you want me to do then?”

“I want brother to… step on me….”

Such immense libido.

Maybe she was disappointed because we stopped halfway yesterday.

She was nothing but a pervert with an excess of sexual desire.

“Master might wake up at any moment, you want to do it?”

“…She asked to be woken up at 1 a.m. Baekdo at 9 p.m.”

Was she suggesting we do it for at least a few hours?

I kept my mouth shut before nodding towards the front.

“Huh?”

“You want to be stepped on, lie down.”

“…Ah.”

Hwangdo blushed softly and lay down like a dog.

There was a clear axe mark on her spread thighs.

Was she not wearing underwear?

When black fabric got wet, it looked even more lewd, especially around her crotch.

I stepped gently between Hwangdo’s thighs.

“Kyahh….”

Not too hard.

An action considered taboo among men seemed to excite her, as the darker part of her dolphin pants spread even wider.

Hwangdo tucked her arms under her knees, pulling her legs towards her chest.

I put my foot between her thighs and stepped down a bit harder.

“…Brother…”

“Harder?”

-Crunch, crunch.

“…Ahh.”

“If no one else, you, Hwangdo, are really something.”

“I’m sorry…”

“What are you sorry for?”

“Because Hwangdo is a pervert… causing trouble for brother….”

Apart from being a pervert, Hwangdo was kind, good with kids, and though not great at cooking, she tried to take care of everything, making her the ideal sister.

That one aspect of perversion ruined her image like this.

It wasn’t something I could imagine when we first met.

I thought she was just innocent and cute.

I didn’t know her highlighting parts of her body was intentional.

Now, she was enjoying being stepped on by her disciple and brother, lying on the floor tiles.

I didn’t mind it.

But being around her, I felt like I might catch her perversion, which was unsettling.

If I got used to this over time, wouldn’t I start seeing women like animals?

I removed my foot and knelt on the floor.

I tapped Hwangdo’s shoulder and helped her up.

“Brother?”

I hugged her confused body.

“Sister.”

“Yes?”

“Let’s love each other comfortably. It feels off if we only satisfy sexual desires every time we meet.”

I patted her back, speaking my honest feelings.

This wasn’t just because I poured everything into Baekdo yesterday.

Or rather, these were words only the current me, without the succubus, could say.

Later, I would surely be swept up by Hwangdo’s perversion.

“Shall we go out and eat something? How about the aquarium since it’s summer?”

“…Little Brother.”

She seemed deeply moved by my words, as Hwangdo hugged me tightly.

Unlike with others, Hwangdo genuinely shows how happy she is to see me.

Sometimes, we need time just for the two of us.

“Hiing. I’m sorry for being a pervert.”

“Don’t cry.”

“I love you.”

Hwangdo lovingly embraced me.

Just when I thought we might end on a warm note.

“Little Brother.”

“Yes.”

“I feel like I’m going crazy from wanting more.”

-Bang!

An enormous force pinned me down.

Before I could react, Hwangdo, with even more affection in her eyes than before, pinned me down and kissed me.

“Chup… Churup.”

All the moisture in my mouth was sucked out in an instant.

Her long tongue pierced between my teeth, deeply sucking the inside of my mouth.

Despite not being inexperienced, I felt like my innocence was being taken.

“Phew.”

Her lips parted.

“Det.”

I stared at Hwangdo with wide, dumbfounded eyes.

Hwangdo licked the corner of her mouth, her eyes burning with desire as she stared intently at me.

“Brother~♬”

There it was again…

I could only swallow as Hwangdo, with her dynamic energy, stripped off her T-shirt.

My soul felt like it was being sucked out.

“Uugh…”

Even after sleeping for a bit, my back was stiff.

What time was it now?

I got up from the bed and checked my phone first.

“Taeyang, that Taeyang brat.”

Information about Sansuyu. Taeyang was supposed to handle it.

Going into the messenger, there were piles of unread messages.

Messages from Lee Seyeong, Jin Dallae, and Byeol.

While they were important, that’s not the issue right now.

Mok Taeyang.

No matter how much I scrolled down, that name was not among the new messages.

I felt my energy drain away.

“Sigh.”

It was 2 a.m.

After all, it’s not like information even the World Tree couldn’t find would be revealed quickly.

Maybe I should wait a bit longer.

I ground my teeth while sorting through the phone messages.

[Seong Jiho]

Then, one message caught my eye.

“Huh?”

-Thump, thump.

Startled, I was about to click on the message when I heard footsteps from behind, causing me to turn off my phone.

I turned my head towards the door.

There stood Cheondo, who had just taken a shower, her hair still wet, dressed in indoor clothes, looking at me.

“Ah, you’ve finally woken up.”

Cheondo, who always fell asleep at night, was up this early.

I knew from Hwangdo, but it felt different somehow.

“Master?”

In the dark room, Cheondo tied her wet hair into a bun on one side, still keeping her gaze fixed on me.

“Are your injuries okay?”

“Ack, as I said earlier, I’m fine.”

“…You fool. Can’t you trust your master’s eyes? Even at a glance, those injuries are clearly from the Flowers.”

I was caught instantly.

“Uh, did you notice?”

“Cistus’s magic is something few can endure.”

But in return, it was hard to get hit by it.

Cistus’s movements were easy to read, and if you were determined, they were easy to dodge.

As long as you were not protecting someone like me, you’d rarely get hit by Cistus.

“So, will you still say you’re okay?”

“I can still fight.”

“…Well, I’ll admit that. You’ve grown far beyond my expectations.”

Cheondo, stepping closer, sat down beside me.

“I’m proud that you’re my disciple.”

“Why say that?”

Still, that smiling face of hers.

Cheondo spoke her words quietly.

“I have something to tell you.”