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🕑 Added 2025-09-06 21:26:13 +0000 UTCChapter 7: Chapter 2: How Embarrassing. (3)
"I just wasted my points for nothing..."
I sighed deeply as I prepared for the lesson. Usually, the first lesson is about getting close to the student, so there’s no need to prepare much content, but I still needed to do a level test.
They said to start with social studies, so I planned to boost her grades with rote memorization, then move on to other subjects and increase my tutoring fees...
"Sigh..."
It’s good to have a lesson, really good, but that’s not what I truly want. As I checked my outfit in the mirror, a message appeared at the bottom of my vision.
[System: Class target 'Han Sua' is thinking about instructor 'Kim Sehyun.']
[System: Class target 'Han Sua' is thinking about instructor 'Kim Sehyun.']
[System: Class target 'Han Sua' is thinking about instructor 'Kim Sehyun.']
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"I don’t believe it!!"
Since last night, the messages kept popping up, not letting me sleep, but there was no reply to the text with my bank account or greeting. It must be a bug caused by the information viewing pass. Or maybe it was just a bait item.
It’s like a game making you spend all your points, then pushing you to spend real money. The problem is, I fell for it and blew all 500 of my precious points.
"...It’s not like I could buy condoms or birth control pills anyway."
Still, since these are such strange items from a mysterious shop, maybe I could have made a fortune selling them on the black market?
"Sigh, it’s all pointless thinking. Let’s just make some money."
I got on the bus and headed to the address I’d been given. As the rattling bus moved, the scenery changed from the college town around my studio to an area with tall buildings.
'At least the pay is good.'
If it wasn’t, this really wouldn’t be worth it.
I opened the app again and browsed the shop tab, hoping for more info about the information viewing pass. But this unfriendly app still gave me nothing.
"Damn."
A curse slipped out. I quickly looked around, but thankfully no one paid attention.
The bus stopped at a station in a palace-like apartment complex. As I got off slowly, the towering buildings overwhelmed me.
"Wow."
Honestly, why would a lady living in a place this big and expensive want to meet me? I should just think of this as landing a good job.
That thought didn’t change even as I pressed the intercom and took the elevator to the top floor. Standing in front of the door, I took a deep breath and gathered my thoughts.
"Alright, let’s work."
Ding dong.
I heard the doorbell from inside, and footsteps approached.
Clack.
"Welcome, teacher."
"Hello, ma’am."
It seemed those were the titles we’d settled on for each other.
"Come inside. Daughter~ The teacher’s here."
Aunt Sua led the way down the hall. After a fairly long hallway, the first thing I saw was a large fish tank, then a spacious living room appeared. The living room was probably bigger than two of my studio apartments combined.
A white fur carpet was laid in the center, and a large, wide sofa was arranged for comfort. The TV opposite was the biggest and thinnest I’d ever seen.
"Um... teacher?"
From a room at the far end of the hall, a woman in light clothes came out rubbing her eyes. She wore a white sleeveless top and dolphin shorts she must be the daughter, Yerin. She looked a lot like her mother.
"Hey! What are you wearing in front of the teacher!"
"Uh... hee?!"
She must not have realized I was there, and her face turned red.
"S-sorry!"
She tried to cover her chest with one arm and hurried back to her room, returning with a cardigan thrown on. Again, she looked a lot like her mother.
"Sorry, teacher. My daughter’s a bit immature."
Aunt Sua placed her hand modestly on her chest and bowed her head. Unlike the other clothes I’d seen her wear, this cotton dress covered her whole body with no exposure. It wrapped her neck like a turtleneck, and the sleeves went all the way to her hands, but her explosive figure still made it look sensual.
"No, it’s fine."
The more I thought about it, the more I regretted it.
"Then let’s begin the lesson, ma’am."
"...That’s it for today. Any questions?"
Surprisingly, the first lesson went smoothly. Despite what I’d heard about her being at the bottom of her class, she was actually pretty smart, so I didn’t have to explain much, and her attitude was good.
The only problem was her blushing, but that was probably because of her light outfit.
"Um, I have a question."
Yerin spoke up, steadying her voice despite her red face.
"Yeah, what is it?"
"...Do you have a girlfriend, teacher?"
Of course, the classic question.
Whenever you tutor, whether it’s boys or girls, once they get comfortable, they always ask this. It must be because adults always say you’ll date in college.
"No, I don’t."
"...Really?"
"Really."
"Why? Aren’t there lots of pretty girls in college?"
"College is more ordinary than you think. The people you meet..."
Well, maybe that’s not the best way to put it. Her mother is already an unrealistic person.
"...Even if they’re not, it’s not that special."
"Aw, that’s no fun."
She pouted but then smiled. I was relieved she was opening up. When teaching repeaters, getting close is always important, so it’s always nice when they open up first.
"Alright, if there are no more questions, let’s finish here for today. Memorize what I told you there’ll be a test in two days."
"A test on the first day?"
"Strictly speaking, it’s the second day."
Two weeks passed after the first lesson. The sounds from inside the room grew warmer, and Yerin and I became closer.
Whenever lessons started, Sua would always pace near the door.
"..."
When she heard her daughter’s bright laughter from inside, her heart would swell and then sink. One day, she accidentally peeked through a crack and saw the two of us together.
"..."
That day, Sua didn’t know why she did it. She changed out of her baggy pajamas into a form-fitting dress, fussed with her hair, then knocked on the door with a plate of apples.
"..!"
The laughter inside stopped. That made her happy for some reason.
"Um, teacher. Have some fruit while you work."
As she set the tray on the desk, she deliberately didn’t hide her cleavage. Moreover, the dress exposed her collarbones, letting her sweet scent reach me directly.
"..."
She smiled and left the room, then closed the door and pressed her hand to her oddly pounding chest, taking deep breaths.
"Sigh..."
About a month after lessons began
"Teacher! Can you finish early today?"
By now, Yerin was much more comfortable with me and acted cute without hesitation.
"Why?"
"Well... it’s my friend’s birthday. Can you finish just ten minutes early? Please?"
"You’re a repeater, you know... Sigh, never mind."
I was about to scold her, but her grades had improved a lot over the month and she kept up with the lessons, so it was okay to let it slide. There’s no point in being too strict.
"If you do well today, I’ll let you out early."
"Yay! I’ll work really hard!"
"Sigh, fine... let’s get started."
"Aw, come on~ Teacher, don’t I look pretty today? I’m going out for barbecue with my friends."
"You’re wearing that for barbecue?"
"Why~ What’s wrong with it!"
"Ah, never mind..."
Honestly, it was more like a clubbing outfit than a barbecue one. Still, it wouldn’t have the same effect on others, but she’s only twenty, so I let it go.
The lesson finished without any issues. Her attitude was good, and she deserved to finish ten minutes early.
"Yay! Thank you!"
"Sigh..."
Watching Yerin run out excitedly, I stayed behind to organize materials test papers, handouts, and printouts. While I was sorting them, I heard a voice at the door.
"...Teacher?"
"Ah, yes, ma’am."
Oops, was I in here too long? I quickly checked the time Yerin had left less than five minutes ago. It hadn’t even been that long, so I wondered what was up when her voice came from outside again.
"Um... would you like to have dinner before you go?"
At that moment, for the first time in a month, a message appeared at the bottom of my vision.
[System: ‘Surprise Quest - Parent Counseling’ is now in progress. (Reward: 750p)]
...So now these guys just start quests without my consent.
