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She had a striking presence that drew the eye. A pretty face and a curvy body were no longer surprising at this point, but she certainly had both. Whether it was natural or acquired, her bronzed skin suited her perfectly smooth and taut like melted chocolate, with muscles in just the right places that didn’t seem overbearing.
Her sharply upturned lips and confident gaze radiated self-assurance, even as she simply stood there. The sword at her waist was also impressive its worn handle, scuffed scabbard, and the calluses on her palm all hinted at her identity.
She was someone important enough for Cheon Dambi, a direct descendant, to come out and greet her, and she looked even stronger than Minah noona, whom I knew.
“It’s our first time meeting like this. Nice to meet you, Martial Arts Director. I’m Maru Cheon Dambi,” Dambi said, confirming my suspicions. She bowed gracefully, polite but not self-effacing a reminder that she was from a distinguished family.
“Mm… Maru, nice to meet you. It’s our first meeting, but I’ve heard of you. Maybe we’ve crossed paths without realizing it.”
“Munyeosan is a small place. It’s possible,” Dambi replied.
The woman called Martial Arts Director didn’t look down on Dambi. I’d heard that the director’s position was second only to the shaman, so if even someone like her treated Dambi as an equal, Dambi’s own rank must be quite high. It made sense, considering even Inspector Chief and the shaman’s secretary Cheon Hana was said to be a close friend of Dambi.
As they chatted, Dambi tilted her head. “You’re not on today’s reservation list, Director.”
Wait, that pretty lady wasn’t a client?
Whether I was confused or not, the two continued talking.
“Oh, I just came to see you in person. Thanks to that, I didn’t have to go inside.”
The Martial Arts Director seemed curious about the rumored “beyond grade cock.” She turned away from Dambi and circled around me.
“Oh… nice body. You work out?” she said, running her hands over my arms and thighs, as casually as Minah noona might.
I glanced at Dambi, but she didn’t stop her. So I had no choice but to let myself be touched.
She kneaded my body for a while, her hands moving gradually toward my center arms to chest, thighs to groin like a drunken middle-aged man groping a woman.
“Wow… none of the studs I’ve seen compare to you. Look at these muscles. Now, the most important part… how about here?”
As her hand moved toward my crotch, I finally moved and grabbed her wrist.
“Oh?”
One corner of her mouth rose almost to her ear. I sensed arrogance and curiosity from her.
“Sorry. Merchandise for sale, you know.”
“…Pfft!”
Not sure what to say, I just mumbled, but she laughed at my joke. Still, the strength in her hand was no joke. If I relaxed even a little, I felt she could crush my cock.
‘What the hell kind of strength is this…!’
Her calm expression was shocking, too. I tried to keep my own face composed, and she grinned mischievously. Her curiosity now far outweighed her arrogance.
Her smile deepened, and I could feel tremendous power in her wrist, about to explode.
“What are you doing?” came a saving voice.
“Oh… I was wondering who the guest was that warranted both Maru and the stud to come out and greet them turns out it’s the Ritual Director herself.”
The Martial Arts Director, hearing this, reined in her strength and easily slipped out of my grip. Only then did I realize she’d been playing along with my act.
“We’ve been waiting for you, Ritual Director,” Dambi said, and I bowed with her, sweat breaking out from the sudden tension.
“No need for such formality between us,” the Ritual Director replied, her voice kind but with a hint of expectation. Dambi bowed again.
“…It’s been a while, Mother.”
“Hehe, yes. I’ve missed you, my daughter.”
So between the two women…
“Wait, what?”
Apparently, I’d blurted my surprise out loud. All three women looked at me, but I was too shocked, staring at the woman called both mother and Ritual Director.
That face no wrinkles, still taut.
That body on par with the youngest-looking Martial Arts Director.
The only sign of age was her white hair, but even that suited her so well it seemed like she’d dyed it on purpose.
“I’m glad. It seems my looks haven’t faded, even to this young man,” she said playfully when she saw me staring.
“Please forgive my rudeness,” I apologized reflexively at her mature demeanor.
She smiled and waved it off, her laughter confirming she was indeed older, but it didn’t matter. She couldn’t be older than Sera, who now calls me “husband.”
“Martial Arts Director, you seem to have a lot of time on your hands?” the Ritual Director said to the other woman, who was still standing there.
“Oh… I was just surprised.”
“Surprised?”
“I never imagined the Ritual Director would come all the way here with aching knees. This Baek Jihan stud must be something.”
It sounded confrontational, but the Ritual Director took it in stride, clearly used to her fiery personality.
“Dambi, as the Director said, my knees are sore from standing so long. Please show us inside just the three of us, of course.”
“Yes, Mother. Jihan? Let’s go.”
“Yes…!”
As I followed the mother-daughter pair, a hand landed on my crotch this time, I couldn’t stop it.
The brown, elegant hand confidently measured my cock through my clothes, kneading and squeezing as if to memorize the feel.
“How do you like it?” I challenged, since I couldn’t touch her without permission.
The Martial Arts Director’s playful eyes flickered. “Make an appointment and come see me. I’ll make you beg me to stop.”
“…You’ve got a cute side, huh?” she said, showing a different kind of irritation from being treated as an intruder.
She gripped my shaft hard through my clothes, sliding her hand up with force, then opened and closed her hand a few times as if to remember the sensation.
“Maru!!!” she shouted, her voice echoing far and wide. The attention of everyone nearby, including those secretly watching the meeting of the two directors, was now fixed on us.
From the gate, the daughter answered, “Yes.”
“I’ll make a reservation for tomorrow.”
“What time?”
“All day!! So…”
She paused, thinking over the barn’s hours.
“From 9 a.m. to 6 p.m. The whole day!!”
Oh my, look at that.
Wow… the Martial Arts Director booked the whole day?
How amazing is that stud? Should I try to book too?
Hey! Don’t say that!
Ouch! Why’d you hit me?
You want to get between those two? Don’t you know how bad their relationship is? The Martial Arts Director just challenged the Ritual Director!
Unfortunately, their whispers reached me, which meant the two directors, both far stronger than me, surely heard as well.
‘Did I mess up?’
For a moment I wondered, but seeing the Martial Arts Director’s “try me if you dare” expression, I didn’t want to back down.
After a moment, Dambi spoke up. “Sorry, but that’s not possible.”
“Why not? As a director, I should be able to request that.”
“The shaman ordered that the stud spread his seed as widely as possible. Of course, if you were to conceive, it would be a blessing, but…”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever.”
The Martial Arts Director waved it off and proposed a compromise.
“Then let’s do the morning 9 a.m. to 12 p.m.”
“That’s possible…”
“Every day.”
“......”
“Are you going to refuse? Think again. I’ve already compromised enough.”
She casually draped her arm over my shoulder, her firm breasts pressing against me. Now that I noticed, she was tall, and if not for her personality, she’d be very attractive.
While Dambi hesitated, the Ritual Director accepted the challenge.
“Let’s alternate days. The Martial Arts Director and I will each spend the morning with Baek the stud.”
“Oho… that sounds fun.”
It was a compromise, a warning not to escalate things further, and a sign of confidence in victory.
The Martial Arts Director, burning with competitive spirit, whispered in my ear,
“If you cum more for that old shaman than for me, you’re dead.”
How would she kill me? Like this.
She gripped my cock again with considerable force. Just before my cock’s natural hardness could be overcome by her grip, her hand softened.
Pat, pat!
“If you were anyone else, it’d have broken by now. You’re tough. I’m counting on you.”
She walked away, unflinching despite all the eyes on her.
I flexed my cock to check it was still okay.
Oh my! Look at that. Is that really a cock?
No way… he’s that hard even in front of her? What inhuman stamina?!
Special grade is amazing, but what must “beyond grade” be like?
That little act sent my reputation soaring.
**
Ritual Director Cheon Suran felt the huge bulge moving in the man’s pants.
She hadn’t come here out of lust, but out of curiosity at the massive yang energy, just like the shaman. But now, after all that, and feeling the energy of that huge cock, her thoughts changed.
She’d only experienced sex once, to have a daughter. The faint pleasure had disappointed her, but she felt this man would be different.
Her expression, which had softened after seeing her daughter again, now took on a sly edge. She unconsciously accentuated her body as she moved.
Her gaze was fixed on Jihan.
“My body’s heating up.”
“…Let’s go in. You, follow quickly. Don’t cause any trouble.”
“Ahem.”
Worried someone else would pick a fight, I hurried after them. Thanks to that, my swaying cock became a great spectacle for the bored young ladies watching.
And so, my reputation rose once again.
