Chapter 6 : Since I’m sorry, should I at least massage your shoulders?

Ding dong deng dong-

Good job, myself.

The announcement marking break time.

The bell of salvation rings out.

“-So these days, kids have cell phones. Ah. Hmmm.”

“Wow. Class is over. We made great progress today. Hehe.”

Suddenly, Lee Gyeo-ul teases the teacher.

Through being scolded, I found out her name is Winter.

No, that’s not it.

Lee Gyeo-ul, what are you doing!

Why are you provoking the old-fashioned teacher!

“…Ha-yul, enjoy your break time. Lee Gyeo-ul, go to the teacher’s office.”

“Ugh. I’m going to the store. Sweet red bean bread. Melon bread…!”

Winter gives me a pitiful look.

Before I know it, I see the teacher pulling her by the ear.

She seems to be happy about something…

Winter is conveying her desperate feelings to me.

As I watched her… I turned my back coldly.

‘Sorry…’

It’s one thing to dig your own grave, but I can’t go with you.

That’s how I said goodbye to Winter.

Though it was brief, she was a really fun friend.

I walked back to my seat sluggishly.

I felt drained, and I didn’t want to do anything.

It really is the devil’s cry.

‘I’m so tired…’

I sat down in the chair with a thud. Sigh… That was really a spectacular first period.

‘How are you so energetic from the morning?’

I collapsed on the desk, releasing all the tension in my body. I slightly turned my head to look at my wife. She’s quietly watching me from the side.

“Kk-uuu…”

“Kk-eeeeek… Uuueng…”

“…Pfft.”

“Kk-ooh… Oh no, I’m dying…”

“…Heh. Hae-yul, are you okay?”

“Nooo…”

You really have no idea, huh…

Look at how hard I’m struggling, and you’re still like this!

It can’t be helped.

I’ll confiscate one official sticker.

“Good job. Don’t make noise next time?”

“What, what?! It’s because of you, that’s why!”

You were the one who seduced me, seduced me!

Forgetting that I was tired,

I quickly turned my head to look at Jena.

“Me? What did I do?”

“Well, you said I was pretty… and stuff…”

“Ah, so you’re yelling because I’m not pretty? That’s sad. Hehe.”

“That’s not it! It’s not that… ugh…”

What, what, what…!

It’s unfair when a cute girl uses a cute tone!

My heart melted instantly at Jena’s sudden cute act.

…I’ll give you a sticker back.

“I like Ha-yul, but Ha-yul doesn’t need me…”

“No! No! You’re pretty! You’re pretty…!”

“Hehe. How pretty am I?”

“Ugh…!”

She said she liked me.

She said she liked me…

This is a real, real confession…!

It’s really, really real…!

My face burned up.

I’m sure it turned super red.

I didn’t want to show my embarrassed face, so I buried it in the desk again.

“Oops?”

“…Okay, okay. Sorry, sorry. I was wrong.”

“…Hmph.”

“Because I’m sorry, should I at least massage your shoulders?”

Flinch-

“Does that mean you accept it? Hehe.”

‘Hehe… Ehehe…!’

I hid my face because I was embarrassed.

But Jena probably thought I was pouting.

I wasn’t really pouting from the start, but I decided to pretend to pout and stay like that.

Tap-

Something warm touched my both shoulders, which had been feeling empty.

Jena’s hand… it must feel good if I let her massage me.

Oh no-

“Ahhh…! Wait, wait, Jena…”

“Your shoulders are really stiff. Stay still, or I won’t do it.”

I’m sorry! I’m sorryyyy…!

Jena grabbed my shoulder tightly and rubbed it.

Where is all this strength coming from?!

“If it hurts while I’m being gentle, what should I do? You’re in a serious condition, patient.”

“Hehe, it hurts so much, ha… heh…”

“Your shoulders are really tired. Huh? I told you to get a massage.”

“Ugh, aah…”

Is this being gentle…?

Am I the one who was wrong?

Now that I think about it, my shoulders have been hurting lately.

…But, would that even be the case?

‘Kyaah?!’

Suddenly, a sweet fragrance hit me.

Jena brought her lips close to my ear.

Every time she exhaled, I felt a tingling sensation on my skin.

I asked with all my nerves on edge.

“Heh, Jena… why…?”

“Is it because of… this chest? Huh? This right here.”

“Wh-what, heh?! Don’t poke me, that’s so—!”

The sensation of someone poking the side of my chest felt, well, strange.

Was it like being tickled under the armpits?

No, it wasn’t that… it was way more ticklish, and had a strange, exciting feeling.

Jena poked me with her fingers, teasing me.

I couldn’t resist, even though I made little noises like “Ugh, ah.”

Well, of course…

‘If they find out, it’s over…!’

“I don’t even have much body fat… so why is this so big, huh?”

“Ah, I don’t, I don’t know, uh…”

Maybe because it was break time, there weren’t many people in the classroom.

And the few that were there were mostly wearing earphones or lying down.

But if we suddenly got up or made a loud noise…

‘No…’

Everyone would look at me and Jena.

Then… my face might explode from embarrassment…

“Ahh, stop, stop it…!”

Ding dong deng dong.

I heard a loud noise from outside, followed by students rushing in.

Did they see that? Jena’s touch stopped.

“Hehe. I had so much fun watching your reaction. Next time, I’ll give you a proper massage.”

“Heh, ha… ha… it’s fine now…”

I felt like the miserable female protagonist from a novel.

The one who’s being ruthlessly taken advantage of by someone she doesn’t want and is crying.

I didn’t dislike Jena, though…

How should I put it? She seemed to have gotten a lot more playful in just one day.

As I was thinking that, the classroom was quickly filling up with people.

Squeak- thud, tap.

“Alright~! Nice to meet you, guys!”

A woman who looked much shorter than me entered.

She was holding four thick books and one thin one in her hands.

She seemed like she might topple over at any moment.

She regained her balance, but…

…Is that the teacher?

Crash-

When she put the books down, it sounded like the teacher’s desk was breaking.

Right now… I feel like I’m witnessing something. Yeah, something huge.

“Hmph. Whatever, they must have all arrived. Let’s move on.”

‘Aaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!’

‘Don’t be a bitch, are you going to eat me?’

‘Kaaaak…!’

I looked around and saw children playing pranks on me as if it was natural.

Well, let’s not think about it.

It’s a different world…

Maybe there’s a teacher who looks like a preschooler…

And so the class began.

‘Hah…’

I let out a small sigh.

…I can’t concentrate.

I tried to follow the lecture while watching the strange teacher, but I was distracted again.

‘I’m not usually good in class, but…

I’m having a particularly bad time today.

Earlier, that time. Jena touched my chest and it felt weird.

Let’s get it together. I stared at the blackboard.

Every time the teacher tapped the green board with her chalk, I thought of that feeling.

The way it pierced my chest…

‘…on the sides of the book…’

Jena’s fingers.

She pressed against my breasts as if they were some kind of evil object.

I shuddered as her long fingers dug into the flesh at the sides of my breasts.

The stick pressed and prodded in the same place over and over again.

I could still feel her long fingers digging into my breasts, erect and ready.

‘…I’m gonna…, I’m gonna…, I’m gonna…, I’m gonna…, I’m gonna…, I’m gonna…, I’m gonna…, I’m gonna…’

Whenever my concentration lapses, I keep thinking about those fingers.

The finger I was forced to take on my stomach with my eyes closed, and I realise it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be…

‘Crazy, crazy. Crazy. What’s wrong with me…!’

All I can think about is my finger…!

I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts.

Of course, the vivid sensation didn’t come off easily, and it kept flying back at me.

The sharp blade whirled, whirled, whirled.
The sharp blade was being ravished by the outstretched fingers.

She doesn’t even try to resist.

Thud.

The spinning sharp stops.

Thin fingers run over its body.

Fingertips slide over the body, making a sound.

‘Maybe I should’ve just squeezed…’

kwah-ak-

Sharp makes a strong, crushing sound and squeezes.

Of course, it’s holding up, as always.

‘Ha…’

I can’t see the lesson, and neither can Jena.

She must have tried to quit after two or three pokes.

I got excited when I saw her reaction.

A lusty moan with each finger thrust.

Change the angle slightly and you get a different sound.

Poke it in another place and the voice changes.

It felt like I was playing a musical instrument.
It was addictive.

‘…Do I like girls?

What does it mean to like a girl in the first place?

Since she was a child, she had never felt anything like that.

Love, affection, those things only get in the way.

Why do we need love…?

It has no use in life.

On the contrary…

A crane for domination…’ -Hak

“Domination…”

Yes. That’s right.

More domination than love.

I wanted control more than love.

For under strong control there is greater freedom.

Shhhhh.

Before she knew it, Sharp was dancing on her notebook.

He didn’t care about his body at all.

He relaxes even as the ends of his body are being torn apart.

A doll dances all day long, held by its master.

‘Doll’

A doll, and Ha-yul.

I imagined Ha-yul moving at will.

In fact, I didn’t have to imagine it far to see it.

I remember how she looked earlier.

Even though I took her by force, she didn’t resist.

She told me to stop, she pretended she didn’t want to, but…

Jena knew well.

How a woman’s body changes when she’s aroused.

The gestures of a bitch who wants to dominate, how easy it is to understand.

Yes, what I felt was not love.

It’s something more intense and beautiful than love.

I glanced to the side and saw Ha-yul’s face flushed red.

A woman’s body in excitement.

Her thighs are rubbing together, and her head is bowed low.

I can feel the pink air currents around me.
Her eyes dart this way and that, not bothering to hide the erotic air.

Her…

Before great mathematics, there is
nothing… kneel before the great mathematics…’

boil… What…?’ ‘To kneel,

I’ve lost track of time and the class seems to have gone off the rails.

What the hell, maths rules.

What? Teacher?

What dominates what?