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🕑 Added 2025-05-11 01:33:11 +0000 UTCEP.74: Park Se-rin's First Encounter
After waking up from the dream, a message arrived.
It was an educational point notification from the Parent Management app.
However, I was more curious about the mind link with Park Se-rin.
As soon as I connected, her disheveled appearance appeared vividly, just like Ryu Ji-hye's.
"Haa, what's going on? Was it all a dream?"
Park Se-rin sat on her bed, sweating, with a deep sense of longing in her eyes.
She lightly brushed her hair and entered the bathroom to wash her face.
Then, she picked up her phone and checked Ryu Ji-hye and Jang Do-cheol's contact information.
"No matter how I think about it, it wasn't an ordinary dream."
"Should I call Ji-hye or Jang Do-cheol?"
After a brief moment of contemplation, she threw her phone onto the bed.
She then roughly messed up her hair.
"Ugh, who would call at this hour?"
"Ji-hye won't answer my call anyway."
"Jang Do-cheol is someone I should get rid of by now."
Indeed, she ruthlessly pushed Jang Do-cheol out of her mind without any guilt.
It's questionable whether Jang Do-cheol ever meant anything to her.
She continued her thoughts, erasing his name from her mind.
"Anyway, I've never had such a vivid dream in my life."
"Was it really just a dream?"
Park Se-rin stared blankly into space for a moment, then pinched her cheeks.
Of course, this didn't change anything, but the vivid sensations only heightened her sense of disorientation.
The intense feelings from the dream wouldn't fade.
She wandered around her living room in her underwear, made a cup of coffee, and sipped it while browsing her phone with a thoughtful expression.
"Yes, his name was definitely Joo-hyeok."
"Since Ji-hye called him 'teacher,' maybe he's someone who gives lessons."
She searched Ryu Ji-hye's agency and related golf communities with sparkling eyes.
Naturally, my name wouldn't appear since I don't know the first thing about golf.
After a while of searching in vain, she realized she was on the wrong track.
She tapped her fingers on the table and pondered.
"Who could he be if not a teacher?"
"Was it really just a dream?"
Park Se-rin briefly doubted her reasoning but then firmly denied it.
"No, just in case."
"Let's look a bit more."
She began to dig through Ryu Ji-hye's personal information, from her social media to YouTube videos and even her KakaoTalk profile picture.
I couldn't help but chuckle at her obsessive determination.
Was she unable to forget the intimacy from the dream, or was she searching for some truth?
Whatever the reason, it was impressive to see her trying to find someone from a dream at dawn.
As I watched her detective work, she suddenly found a clue about me.
In one of Ryu Ji-hye's personal profile photos with her son Min-gyu, my face was clearly visible.
It looked like a group photo from a field trip.
She quickly compared it to her memories, and soon her lips curled up slightly.
"I found it."
"He was a real person after all."
"Yes, it wasn't an ordinary dream."
"Maybe I had a prophetic dream?"
"How did I meet someone I've never seen before in a dream?"
She analyzed it somewhat superficially and then shook her head.
"No, it doesn't matter how."
"What matters is what I do with him from now on."
Her excitement subsided slightly as she sat on the sofa, crossing her legs elegantly.
Her provocative underwear highlighted her sleek silhouette, which looked captivating in the moonlight.
"... He's a kindergarten teacher."
"Why did he appear in my dream?"
"How should I approach him in the future?"
She tapped her white toes thoughtfully, lost in contemplation.
Her reflection seemed to be centered around me.
Soon, she began to caress her body, gently pulling down her bra to touch her nipples.
Her face flushed lightly, and her breathing became sensual.
She moistened her lips, savoring the taste.
"... That man."
"Other than that, the sex was amazing."
"I've never tried it from behind before."
"I wonder if it feels that good in real life."
"He looks quite tame in pictures."
—Chigak Chigak Chulkeok
Her fingers slipped into her wet panties, and she relished the hot memories of the night.
Before long, her waist trembled, and she couldn't hold on for more than a few minutes.
Her shoulders jerked as she reached climax, and she collapsed onto the sofa.
Park Se-rin had reached orgasm but didn't look satisfied.
She gazed at her fingers, stained with her own fluids, and let out a deep sigh.
"It didn't feel like that."
"I wonder if he would make it feel different."
"Is that what it means to be a kindergarten teacher?"
She raised an eyebrow with a curious expression.
She then removed her disheveled underwear and entered the shower to wash herself.
Under the warm water, she made a decision.
"Yes, let's not think about it alone."
"Let's go meet him and see how it feels."
It seemed a new visitor would soon arrive at the kindergarten.
Meanwhile, Jang Do-cheol, whom I had sensed through the mind link, was in a worse state than I expected.
His room was filled with tissues from masturbation, and his phone screen displayed a Western porn video featuring a blonde actress.
Despite repeating this process multiple times, Jang Do-cheol couldn't stop.
More accurately, he couldn't stop because he was unable to.
He managed to ejaculate, but his erection was unimpressive.
Even with intense stimulation, achieving a thrilling climax seemed impossible.
He released another small amount of semen but couldn't shake off his frustration.
"Ugh, why? What's wrong?"
The used tissues scattered on the floor, and his once-luxurious bedroom had become a dingy corner of a recluse.
His words echoed his confusion.
"Ah, I don't know why. I used to like this actress so much."
Indeed, the actress in the video was stunning, with a body that could rival a lingerie model.
However, Jang Do-cheol no longer felt the same intense desire for her.
His eyes reflected confusion and emptiness.
I seemed to understand the reason.
The human brain operates on a reward system and quickly adapts to it.
In other words, his brain was damaged, and his pleasure threshold had changed.
He could no longer feel excitement from the usual stimuli.
He had been robbed of women twice.
First, his ex-wife Ryu Ji-hye was taken from him.
This time, even his mistress Park Se-rin was taken away.
Not only was he robbed, but he was also compared and humiliated as a male.
With Ryu Ji-hye's emotional manipulation added to that, it was no wonder his genitals wouldn't respond.
I felt anticipation as I watched Jang Do-cheol in despair.
He would soon come to me as well.
Since he couldn't get stimulation without being robbed, he would inevitably seek greater stimulation from me.
Before that, I planned to fully subjugate Park Se-rin and Ryu Ji-hye to me.
Fortunately, both women seemed to desire this.
Another workday began.
Fortunately, only Park Se-rin visited the kindergarten.
If Ryu Ji-hye had come too, it would have been complicated.
Since Park Se-rin came alone, it seemed manageable to handle the situation calmly.
"Is there a teacher named Joo-hyeok here?"
Park Se-rin wore a tight blouse that accentuated her figure and a short, tight skirt that revealed her white, elastic thighs.
Her high heels, made of clicking leather, made her already tall stature seem even more superior.
When she asked this in the staff room, another teacher greeted her instead.
I acknowledged her arrival but pretended not to notice, focusing on my work.
After a few brief conversations, my name was loudly called.
"Teacher Kang! Please come here."
I stood up with a nonchalant expression, facing the important moment of meeting Park Se-rin for the first time.
