episode_0018

“It’s over…? Ah… this was training, right.”

The lingering feeling hadn’t faded, so I remained slumped on the floor. Chaerin, who had come out of the bathroom, fumed.

“Ah, what are you doing! The training is over! Hurry up and clean up the mess! I’ll wash your clothes, so clean up and shower!”

Like a lie, the image of ‘Mistress’ had vanished without a trace from her.

I diligently massaged my leg, which had cramped up a while ago, then awkwardly stood up. Seeing my inaction, Chaerin joined me in wiping the floor, after which I took a quick shower in the bathroom and came out.

She was eating ice cream, enjoying the fan’s breeze.

“How’s… the spot where you were stepped on?”

“I think it’s fine. I’m full of energy.”

“Don’t take off the towel, damn it! I’m feeling conflicted right now. I also suddenly got really pissed off when I saw that…”

“Sorry…”

We sat silently for a moment. As I hesitated, unsure how to start a conversation, Chaerin approached me.

“I’m sorry for treating you roughly in a fit of anger. I didn’t originally intend to do this.”

“There’s nothing to apologize for. We agreed to this from the beginning. Your outfit suited you well, too.”

“…Right. But Unnie is probably expecting something even more intense than this. Because… she probably already knows your size.”

It seems her plan has changed a bit because of me. To use an analogy, it’s like this:

If I were a typical slave, I would have been able to go to the entrance of hell and return. But now, if I make even a slight mistake, I’m in danger of experiencing the very bottom of hell.

Because in CEO Nam’s ‘Group’ society, male slaves with small genitals literally have no human rights.

“…Well, even so, I don’t dislike you because of this. How can I blame something that can’t be helped? Anyway, now that things have come to this, we have to see it through to the end.”

“The end…?”

“I’m devising a plan to bring that bastard Namgeon into the light. The upper-class… so-called VIP line is already controlled by Namgeon, so there’s nowhere to poke around. But anyway, don’t worry, I’ll never let you be in danger.”

“Is it okay to tell me such a plan?”

“She already knows everything anyway. Joo Chaebin also knows that I’m resentful of the system. Still, we have to do it. You and I are both victims.”

Only after coming to this house did I realize. Chaerin hadn’t had any allies until now.

The photos on her desk were all of her alone.

“Chaerin-ah. …You’re actually incredibly kind. It’s the first time I’ve seen that side of you. You’re very considerate too.”

“………Hm.”

She suddenly turned her head away. Her cheeks seemed to be slightly flushed.

“I don’t think you used to be like that.”

“Shut up. That’s enough.”

“Even so, I can somehow endure this level of training. I’ll try my best next time too.”

“…This isn’t enough. I’ll also look into things more from now on, so really take care of yourself. …Rest until the dryer finishes, then go home. You worked hard today.”

Chaerin picked up her phone and left through the front door. While she put on her slippers, I checked the flickering ‘Character Info’ next to Chaerin again.

《Character Info》 *New item updated!* 1. Name: Joo Chaerin 2. Age: 19 years old 3. Gender: Female 4. Hobbies: Attending movie premieres, browsing social media 5. Height: 171cm 6. Three Sizes: B87 / W55 / H88 7. Fate Resistance: 89% 8. Sexual Fetishes: Pure Love, Soft Femdom 9. Erogenous Zones: Armpits (4%), Feet (1%) …[Currently unverifiable items]

Pure Love and Soft Femdom…? It’s an inexplicable combination. Neither of these were listed as sexual fetishes when I checked before.

But can ‘Pure Love’ be considered a sexual fetish…? Pure love is the most ordinary kind of love.

Anyway, Joo Chaerin. She said she’d do as she pleased because it was her first time, and then she went at it so intensely that I couldn’t tell if it was acting or her true feelings… Uh… well, I’m not saying I disliked it, but…

Next, I checked her erogenous zones. I could somewhat understand the feet, but what on earth was the armpits? Does she like being tickled…?

I still couldn’t understand Joo Chaerin as a person.

Come to think of it, there was something I saw in the bathroom earlier. I went back to the bathroom to check my reflection in the mirror.

《Character Info》 *New item updated!* 1. Name: Hong Doyun 2. Age: 19 years old 3. Gender: Male 4. Height: 161cm 5. Genitals: 9.2cm when erect 6. Abilities ⓐ Projection lv.1: Checks the opponent’s information. ⓑ Choice lv.Max: Provides options at moments of fated choice. …[Currently unverifiable items]

A new ability called ‘Choice’ had appeared for me. Reading the description, it seemed to refer to the choice window that appears in simulation games.

“This is good… It means it will tell me the correct answer with a 50% probability. Will it tell me the correct answers to exams too…?”

When I read the description ‘moments of fated choice…’, I recalled ‘Fate Resistance’ which I had seen in Chaerin’s ‘Character Info’.

Fated choice and fate resistance… Fate resistance was still the only item I hadn’t understood since I gained the Projection ability.

The dryer’s completion alert sounded. After taking out and putting on all my clothes, only Chaerin’s clothes remained in the dryer. I took out her clothes and neatly folded them.

“Ah, there was underwear…”

It was the underwear she had been wearing continuously, from meeting and walking with me on the promenade to returning home and training me. Suddenly, I thought of her secret parts, which had grown moist even as she looked down on me.

Every time she sat on the bed and crossed her legs in the opposite direction, Chaerin’s swollen mound gradually swallowed the tight underwear. Each time, a tiny bit of moisture spread on the underwear.

………

Even as I was being broken, knowing that my Mistress was aroused made me incredibly happy. I was satisfied being under her feet, just to be able to excite Chaerin even a little.

After finishing organizing the underwear, I left Chaerin’s house.

It was time to hear Jiyeon’s true feelings, which I hadn’t been able to hear yet.

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##Shin Yookyung’s Story 3

“Well, Writer Shin… is too conservative.”

“…Pardon?”

“Certainly, in the past, there was no harm in being careful. Things like celebrities’ private lives or controversy management… But the era where only celebrities appeared on broadcast is over.”

The content meeting room of the broadcasting station. Yookyung was talking with a PD. She called the PD ‘PD Jeong’.

It was no exaggeration to say that PD Jeong and Yookyung were legendary figures who once led the broadcasting station’s golden age.

At the time, every program they touched succeeded. As a result, there’s no one at the broadcasting station who can treat Yookyung carelessly. Except for PD Jeong, that is.

“Youtubers, influencers, and ordinary people have started appearing, and we can’t dig up their pasts, can we? It’s that difficult to find someone without a single flaw, Writer-nim.”

Yookyung had a trauma regarding her past mistakes. At the time, due to the production team’s indirect coercion, she had to wear racy costumes and play various roles in a late-night broadcast.

That’s why Yookyung came to pursue conservative broadcasting, to prevent such harm from happening again.

“I’m just… being as careful as possible. So that no problems arise for the broadcasting station or the cast.”

“I understand. But a directive came down from above, Yookyung-ssi. We’re to utilize controversies as they are. We just need to filter out people who are likely to cause major trouble.”

The broadcasting station was aiming for viral marketing effects through controversies. Contrary to Yookyung’s intentions, the higher-ups wanted provocative broadcasts that matched current trends.

“Yookyung-ssi. As you already know, the viewership ratings for the programs you practically censor are…”

“I know, me too. I know I’m falling behind.”

She finished all the remaining iced coffee and set the cup down with a thud. Just as Yookyung was about to stand up, the PD spoke.

“It’s summer now, so why don’t you take a short break and go on vacation? The Director-General personally approved it and asked me to convey the message.”

“The Director-General personally…? Really?”

“Yes. He asked you to only focus on the students’ projects during your vacation.”

Even with the immediate vacation, she felt uneasy.

For Yookyung, who had always been on the front lines, a long-term vacation was like a terminal diagnosis.

“Was I really… that narrow-minded…? Because of my stubbornness, the viewership ratings…”

Yookyung needed time to sort out her thoughts. But tonight was the day of her club’s filming appointment.

She considered postponing the filming, but with the resolve to at least diligently help the students, she headed to school.

At the scene were Choi Dohyeok, Joo Chaerin, and a few recruited students. After several meetings, it was finally time to film the scenes leading up to the climax of Part 1.

Yookyung’s role in the drama was a married woman who infiltrated a university, and her name was ‘Shin Misi’. Although something felt off, she thought this much was acceptable.

Shin Misi is a field agent who receives orders from the secret intelligence agency and proactively intercepts various dangers in society.

She takes action after hearing news that a malicious cult is attempting to proselytize at the school. Shin Misi’s surveillance revealed that the proselytizers gathered at the school every night to conduct some kind of ritual.

It turned out they were the ‘Angry Graduate Student Cult,’ formed by graduate students from all over the country, and they had such radical doctrines that they were attempting to install farty gas bombs in their professor’s lab.

Upon discovering this fact, Shin Misi subdued the graduate students and resolved the incident. Thus, the peace of South Korea is once again protected today by the married agent, Shin Misi.

Yookyung was still pondering what a married woman had to do with such a story, but Dohyeok asked her to trust him for now.

Chaerin was in charge of all the necessary costumes. Every time, Chaerin brought only the clothes that suited Yookyung best.

No, in fact, Yookyung perfectly pulled off any outfit Chaerin brought.

“Wow… now that I see it, is it her mother’s genes…?”

“Huh? Chaerin-ah, what did you say?”

“Nothing at all. The clothes suit you well, Auntie.”

Dressed in a white t-shirt and jeans, wearing glasses, Yookyung was undeniably a college student. She had a chest that seemed more likely to burst than anyone Chaerin had ever met.

“Chaerin-ah… But it seems Auntie’s underwear is showing a little. Don’t you have other clothes…?”

“That’s a college student’s confidence. I’ll help you with your hair.”

As filming continued, the two became quite close. Chaerin, who lived alone, felt a sense of family love from Yookyung, and Yookyung, looking at Chaerin, thought she was a good child, contrary to her initial impression.

“Auntie. …Please pay a lot of attention to Doyun. And his girlfriend too.”

“Why Doyun…? Is something going on with Jiyeon and Doyun?”

Yookyung, who hadn’t expected such a remark from Chaerin, showed concern as if something serious had happened.

“…No! Hehehe, I just said it. I’ve known them for a long time too.”

“Oh, really? Why wouldn’t Doyun mention you…? Chaerin-ah, teach Auntie a lot about acting today too. You’re really good at it.”

“Of course. Don’t worry too much.”

Everything will be fine…

Chaerin couldn’t bring herself to say it.

Yookyung was so young and beautiful that it was hard to believe she was the mother of two students. It made one think that Doyun, born from such a mother, was naturally pretty.

Chaerin vowed not to let the current events affect their families.

After finishing all preparations, they passionately began filming. Due to the role setup, Chaerin didn’t know Shin Misi’s true identity, so she wouldn’t appear in critical situations.

With somewhat clumsy movements, Yookyung captured all the proselytizers. Dohyeok meticulously recorded her every move on video.

“Cut! Excellent. That concludes Part 1. Everyone worked hard!”

Yookyung, Dohyeok, and Chaerin then held a brief meeting about Episode 2.

Once the club activity ended, regret flooded Yookyung again. She hesitated, wondering if she should go back to the broadcasting station right now and talk more.

“…You look quite troubled, Sunbae-nim.”

The one who approached her was Choi Dohyeok. On the filming set, Dohyeok always prioritized Yookyung’s convenience, as she was the lead actress, his senior, and an elder.

“Ah… It’s Dohyeok. Oh, uh… Looking at this outfit again, I feel a little embarrassed… Maybe I should have worn something else?”

“Sunbae-nim, you need to have a little more confidence. From my perspective, you were charming. Chaerin chose the outfit well.”

A part of her chest and a black bra were visible through the white t-shirt, making Yookyung feel embarrassed, but Dohyeok, on the contrary, praised her.

“Still, I prefer clothes that suit my age rather than…”

“You don’t seem to realize your own worth. The reason I chose you as the protagonist is your appearance that maintains its peak, your youthfulness that defies your age…, and the contrasting maturity. …The results will be out soon.”

He showed Yookyung the thumbnail of Episode 1’s video, which had already been uploaded.

As soon as filming ended, Dohyeok personally edited and uploaded the footage for Episode 1. It was a video just over a minute long, and since editing was already in progress, it didn’t take long to finalize.

Dohyeok spoke casually, but Yookyung’s face flushed upon hearing the untimely praise. It was the first time she had received a compliment on her appearance from a student young enough to be her son.

Despite everything, Dohyeok, who could say such embarrassing things without a single change in expression, secretly seemed remarkable. Yookyung thought that perhaps Dohyeok might be used to saying such things.

“…Sunbae-nim. Actually, I also know about the broadcasting station matter.”

“Uh…?”

“I support you, Sunbae-nim.”

“How do you know that…?”

………

Dohyeok looked at Yookyung for a moment, then started walking ahead. After walking a bit, they soon arrived at the parking lot.

“Give me the car keys. I’ll drive.”

“Auntie is fine. Whatever you know, you don’t need to go this far.”

“Please make yourself comfortable. A place where you can openly discuss your worries is better than simply talking here, isn’t it? I just want to help you, Sunbae-nim.”

Without explaining anything, Dohyeok advised Yookyung to discuss her worries.

Yookyung knew it wasn’t right, yet she began to hesitate.

It was the same last time. On the day of their first team meeting, Yookyung took Dohyeok out of the club room and asked him in detail why she had to be the protagonist.

She wanted to understand the benefits and effects of taking on the lead role, and how it could influence the project.

“There’s no such thing in club activities. It’s campus life. I merely offered you a memory. You can refuse if you wish.”

Those words strongly resonated with Yookyung. In the end, she decided on the role without hearing any further explanations.

That’s why it was even stranger. From the first time they met, Dohyeok’s words seemed to carry more persuasive power than mere words.

“Uh-uh… th-then… Alright. Doyun is waiting, so let’s just talk briefly today. Okay?”

Yookyung accepted Dohyeok’s suggestion once again. She handed the car keys to Dohyeok.

Dohyeok left the school and drove through the city for several tens of minutes.

The place he was heading to was a road familiar to Yookyung. It was the way to Broadcasting Station A, where Yookyung worked.

While driving, Yookyung asked Dohyeok various questions, but Dohyeok drove quickly, saying he couldn’t answer yet.

Instead of heading directly to the broadcasting station, he parked the car at a Japanese restaurant near the bustling district.

Dohyeok handed the car keys to Yookyung and immediately checked the time. It was almost exactly 11 PM.

“Um… Dohyeok-ah, this is a bar, isn’t it? I thought we were going to talk at a cafe or something.”

“This is it, Sunbae-nim. The answer you’re looking for will be here. We don’t have much time, so let’s go in quickly.”