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Her expression didn’t even seem to register a blink…

In the stillness, as if even breath and air had stopped, she momentarily flashed a casual smile.

With just that expression, the strange tension that enveloped the space between them seemed to vanish like magic in an instant.

Shiwoo feels as if the tightly wound string has loosened, and he can finally catch his breath.

Shiwoo’s penis throbs inside his clothes, as if leaping above the surface again.

“Okay, so now there’s only one left, right? The question was what does Teacher Yu Yena want?”

She returns to an innocent and naive expression and continues with the tarot reading.

She is cleverly leading the flow, as if enjoying Shiwoo’s reaction.

Shiwoo pauses at her words, reacting as if recalling the question he originally intended to ask.

“The last card will tell us a clue to the answer to the question we first posed, or the conclusion of one of the many choices derived from that question.”

She slowly turns over the last card as if unraveling a hidden secret.

As the card is slowly flipped sideways by her hand, an upright picture of a tower is revealed.

An ominous lightning bolt strikes the top of the tower, shattering part of the building and sending it crashing down.

The surroundings look chaotic, and the structure of the tower looks unstable and precarious.

In that chaos, the figures of two people were falling upside down out of the tower.

Two people plummeting headfirst as if screaming.

The sight of the two people flailing their arms as they fall makes the viewer feel complicated and choked up.

“It’s the Tower card. Upright! A moment when the existing order collapses, unexpected shock and exposure of the truth, and the inevitable change and awakening that results…”

Looking down at the card, she explains its meaning, then stops speaking, closing her lips as if lost in thought.

An unidentifiable sense of fatigue is reflected in her youthful face with her mouth tightly shut.

Is this a performance to lead the tarot card reading to a dramatic atmosphere?

Shiwoo watches her expression, tense, and waits for her explanation to continue.

Subtle expressions and emotions flicker across her face, as if drawing out the suspense.

“I think I can read the cards now. Then I’ll apply the confirmed cards to Oppa and give you a comprehensive interpretation.”

She returns her expression to normal and speaks, looking straight into Shiwoo’s eyes.

“As I told you before, the Emperor card symbolizes stability, power, and strength.”

“But if it’s reversed, it means the opposite. Instability, loss of power, helplessness…”

She points to the reversed first card again with her hand and begins to interpret it.

“If we apply it to Oppa, it means that some power or authority that Oppa had has been lost, right?”

“That power or authority may be something that Oppa actually has, but it could also be a future authority or position that was scheduled to be inherited from parents or others.”

“Especially in the case of clients who are young and have no life experience, it is mostly interpreted in that sense. In other words, it’s a situation where the rights or status of an heir have been lost.”

She explains in a soft voice, fitting the meaning of the card to Shiwoo’s situation.

“Hmm…”

Then she pauses as if thinking deeply about something.

“There was a big event at home recently, right?”

She asks, as if she knows the details of Shiwoo’s family situation.

“Uh?…Uh…”

Shiwoo answered as if embarrassed by her sudden question.

Shiwoo wasn’t sure if it was the story about the master-servant relationship between his mother and other family members, or a different topic.

However, her tone and eyes were inducing a certain answer, and Shiwoo nodded, swept away by the atmosphere, without fully understanding its meaning.

“I heard from Seyoung that your father passed away a few months ago~”

She said softly, with a tone mixed with sympathy and curiosity.

It was a careless tone, but it felt strangely piercing in a corner of his heart.

“Ah…”

Shiwoo breathed out low, as if he understood what she was trying to say.

“Generally, inherited property or natural rights are not expressed as the power of the Emperor card.”

“So, the power or authority that your father had was probably much greater and more special than generally thought.”

“Great and mighty…perhaps the power of an absolute ruler that transcends laws and systems!”

“Perhaps the absolute power of governance that could redefine the rules of the world we are in…”

She said to Shiwoo with an expression as if she was seeing through something.

As if she knew everything, including the recently discovered slave ledger, the inheritance clauses written in the slave contract, and even the truth hidden behind the meeting related to it…

“…Really…?”

Shiwoo responds awkwardly, trying to hide his embarrassment, and answers with suspicion and caution mixed in her words.

“Maybe there’s something you’re thinking about right now. But the structure in which that power is actually realized and operated is probably much more complex and secretive.”

She seemed to be explaining to Shiwoo about the secret meeting and its structure of domination that he vaguely guessed at.

Perhaps Shiwoo’s father held much more core power and authority within the organization than Shiwoo thought.

The unfamiliar sense of incongruity about his father, which he had vaguely felt, was deeply digging into Shiwoo’s perception and finally emerging as an undeniable reality.

The feeling that all of his secrets were exposed to her, and the strong premonition that he would inevitably mingle his body with her soon, were being engraved in Shiwoo’s heart like an unavoidable fate.

Shiwoo listens quietly to her explanation, his penis throbbing.

Shiwoo was no longer even thinking of hiding his erect penis in front of her.

Shiwoo grabs his erect penis with his hand under the blanket.

Shiwoo starts shaking his penis, slowly squeezing out pleasure as he looks at her pretty face.

Her gaze seemed to linger on Shiwoo’s crotch for a moment.

Then she turned her head slightly to look at the side where the teacher who was guiding her was standing.

Shiwoo, feeling “Ah!”, immediately stopped the movement of his hand, and Shiwoo’s gaze naturally turned to the side, following her gaze.

Shiwoo had temporarily forgotten the existence of the teacher who was standing nearby, guiding her.

The teacher, who made eye contact with Shiwoo for a moment, turned his face away as if embarrassed.

There was no rebuke, caution, or displeasure in the teacher’s expression and gaze.

Rather, in that attitude of quietly looking away as if he hadn’t seen anything, there was a mixture of tacit approval, strange connivance, and bewilderment.

In that strange turning away, Shiwoo felt an unknown sense of relief and guilt, and a secret pleasure somewhere on that boundary.

Permission not to run away, a sense of liberation that he didn’t have to try not to get caught.

For some reason, that feeling was quietly tickling deep inside Shiwoo’s heart.

The girl who is reading the tarot looks back at Shiwoo.

A smile, as if she is flushed, is on her lips.

Her gaze and fingertips naturally move to the reversed second card.

Then, she put her fingers together on the card and slowly continued.

“The second card was the reversed Devil card. As I said before, when it’s upright, the Devil card means bondage due to desire and obsession.”

“But when it’s reversed, it represents the movement to escape from that bondage. Or it can also give hints about the methods or conditions for escaping from bondage.”

She slowly scratches the front of the card with the tips of her gathered fingernails, as if matching Shiwoo’s hand movements, and tells him the meaning of the Devil card again.

As her fingernails brushed against the surface of the card, the sensation of scratching sensitive skin seemed to be vividly transmitted to Shiwoo’s penis.

“If we think of the first card and the second card together, we can express it as something like a movement to regain the lost inheritance qualification.”

She stops moving her hand, looks up at Shiwoo’s face, and continues to speak…

“But… this situation is different from simply regaining lost qualifications…”

The moment he makes eye contact with her, Shiwoo’s body jumps, and the hand that was shaking his penis in sync with her movements stops.

He felt as if some strange instinct was touched by the situation of being controlled by her, who seemed much younger than him.

“It may contain a warning that some price or deal is inevitably involved in the process of regaining that qualification?”

“Because devils, witches, and patrons always want dangerous and sweet deals…”

Her fingertips move again as she utters somewhat familiar words and meaningful comments.