Chapter 777 – Academy’s Physical Education Teacher (11)

The professor’s lab was still the same.

It’s dirty, messy, a mess…

Various materials were scattered on the desk.

If other students other than me had come to visit, they would have forced me to clean it, but even when I looked around, there were no traces of that. The professor and his lab look no different from a month ago. When I saw the same scenery as the lab in my memory, I felt a little relieved.

I thought my reputation had improved, but it wasn’t that much.

A professor who still seems to be hated by students. Plus, I even gossiped today… There was no way the situation would get better. There will be no more private tutoring, at least until this semester. It’s by no means an intentional gossip, but… Somehow it ended up like that.

… For the current professor, there was only me.

“If you come, sit down.”

“Yes.”

“No, don’t go inside.”

“… Oh, that’s right.”

However, I didn’t know what would happen if things continued like this.

It was a mistake to raise my voice without realizing it.

You heard gossip from me, who you believed was on your side.

So, aren’t you disappointed in me? The stern face of a professor I haven’t seen in a long time. To think that you’re so angry because of me… My heart ached. I had no intention of hurting the professor… Really… I did something stupid. Even if I had ten mouths, I had nothing to say.

“Well, that…” Why, there is a saying that the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment. I believed only the rumors and went to see the professor… Imagine that you were mistaken and misunderstood because of the way the professor spoke. It’s the worst. So, to prevent something like that from happening, I forced myself to… Yes, I just made it up!”

… But that didn’t mean I couldn’t make excuses.

I didn’t mean it, but I can’t be hated like this.

So I racked my brain and came up with an excuse. It’s a mess because it was rushed… I came up with an excuse that didn’t make sense, but I made up my mind like a fool, hoping that the professor would believe me.

“… Was it something like that? Well, there’s no way you’d curse at me for no reason.”

“Uh… “Mi, do you believe me?”

“Okay. Thanks. “I almost made a mistake again.”

“… Uh, uh, uh… Oh, no. What did I… “

But, at that moment, a miracle occurred.

A professor who trusts what I say even after hearing absurd things.

As someone who expected me to be severely scolded, I couldn’t help but be shocked.

“Then I will ask you to continue to do so.”

“Yes… “Professor, just trust me!”

Could it be that the professor said I was..? Am I a more trustworthy student than I think?

Since he is a person who only cares about efficiency, I didn’t think he would trust me even if I became close with him… Let’s see how such a professor trusts and relies on me… What should I say? An unfamiliar feeling that I had never felt before rose up. Creepy yet… At the same time, I became excited.

Therefore… Should I say that I feel like a ‘special’ person to the professor?

For the past month I have been distancing myself… To think that the professor believed in me even back then… The feeling wasn’t bad. This is what it feels like to be trusted. My anxiety disappeared, and my whole body became relaxed. This feeling of stability now… I wanted to continue enjoying it.

“But have you read the paper?”

“I read it… Professor too… “Is it possible?”

No, on the contrary, I wanted to feel the current satisfying feeling even more.

So I… I brought up the topic of ‘massage’ in front of the professor.

If a professor trusted me this much, I could trust him too.

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“Let’s just test, just test.”

“That’s not possible either.”

“No, you just have to touch the leg like last time.”

“So, that doesn’t work?”

“… “No?”

“It’s a theory based on Mana Heart, so it always starts with your heart… Okay, so you have to start around the heart. In other words, you have to expose the surrounding area… Can you do it? And even if you could, I wouldn’t do it. That… “It’s not that good.”

“… “Professor, do you really have a lust for me?”

“What?!”

“They even asked me to spread my legs around… Are you going to do that with something underneath your breasts?”

“Hey… I’m thinking of you… “

“Therefore… Please think of me and at least do a test. I heard that if you get the hang of it, it’s possible to tone your muscles without a massage? That’s why I’m asking you to take a test. Yes?”

The way to gain even more trust from the professor was simple.

Than I am now… All I had to do was trust the professor even more.

“… “Are you sincere?”

To do that, you have to expose the bottom of your breasts… Hey, the other person is a professor.

I was confident that if it were a professor, he would never have a nefarious intention towards me. There was no way that someone who was more serious about teaching students than any other professor in Korea could have lusted after me. So I… I asked the professor for a massage, and the professor hesitated for a while…

… In the end, my request was granted.

“Haaa… “Is that what you promised?”

“Yes, I promised.”

“Then take it off…” Yes, no. “Take it off.”

“… Is this enough?”

“Just a little more.”

“… Then you will see it, right?”

“That’s why I don’t want to do it.”

“I can’t help it. “Is this okay?”

But… There was a clear difference between spreading your legs and opening your stomach.

I mustered up the courage to lift my clothes, but… I felt a sense of shame that could not even be compared to before. To think that the professor is looking at my inner skin right in front of me… Oh, I can’t… Ha… I remembered the video I saw that day again, and my heart felt like it was going to burst.

“Then… “Touching?”

“Yes, yes… Touch… “

“Huh… “

Moreover, the texture of the massage also felt different.

Because it is a small area, it is bound to be much more sensitive, and from the professor’s touch… I felt a tension that I had never felt before, and even I became nervous. No matter how dull the professor is… Is it bothering you? Thanks to this, it was a crisis from the beginning.

“This is Jeonjunghyeol.”

“Yes? Oh, yes, yes… “

“It starts from here. Did you understand?”

“Yes… I understood… “

“And this is uterine blood.”

“… Yes?!”

“Don’t be mistaken. The Chinese characters are different.”

“Ah… All right. This is uterine blood… “

“The first thing is to send mana from the pre-medial blood to the uterine blood.”

“… Send mana? Ha, but… “

“Okay, don’t you understand? It will be confusing because you have to move your mana in completely different ways. But, like this… How about touching me like this? Here, in the middle blood… All you have to do is take the bloodstream like this and arrive here at the uterine blood. “Isn’t it easy to understand because you touch it directly like this?”

“Ah… I think you know. “Please point it out again.”

“Here, like this. Do you understand?”

“Ha, just one more time.”

However, the moment the professor pointed out the central point, the atmosphere changed again.

He guides me in a very serious voice… Thanks to this, I also had no time to be embarrassed. Because I had to learn and acquire completely new knowledge, I couldn’t think about anything else.

“And now we have to connect the blood flow from the uterine blood to the central blood, central blood, and branch blood.”

“Wait a minute, it’s going too fast. Where is the central blood?”

“Didn’t you say you read the paper? “I should have memorized the blood sword.”

“The explanation was too abstract? The picture is also poor… “

“… “It’s because it’s based on a dead theory.”

“Ugh… “I think I should get a massage at least for my blood pressure.”

“Normally, but… If you really intend to receive it, it’s better to memorize it to some extent. It’s easier for both of us that way. Unlike now, there are not just one or two blood vessels that need to be maintained.”

However, it didn’t hurt like my head was going to explode.

The professor was more talented at teaching than I thought. He teaches mana practice by tracing the blood vessels around the heart one by one… Should I say it feels like surrendering myself to a big wave? As long as I trusted and followed the professor, everything went smoothly.

From the central blood tract, the central blood tract, and the branch blood tract.

I see, I guess it can be done this way…

Thanks to this, the tension disappeared. Childhood… Just like a teacher who held the hand of a child who knew nothing and taught him how to pose, he was a professor who taught me, despite my ignorance. No matter how many mistakes I repeat… I was relieved because I felt trust that he would eventually show me the way.

It was the first time that I depended on a professor like I did now.

“Did you understand? It is sent from the prefectural blood to the central blood.”

“Ugh… Okay, haha… “I’ll try again from the beginning.”

So… What happened like this, don’t end it with a test… Should I take it to the end? It’s not anyone else, it’s the professor… You can trust me more than a woman I’ve met for the first time. If I were a professor, he would pretend not to hear me even if I made a strange sound, or even if I put my hand inside my underwear…

“… Kyaaa?!”

“Ah.”

“… “

“… “

So, I was thinking… At that moment, the back of the professor’s hand touched my chest.

Looking at the professor’s embarrassed voice, I think it was a mistake… Wow, this was my first time having someone touch my chest, so I was shocked. Especially since I was letting my guard down… I ended up making stupid noises. Thanks to that, both the professor and I became quiet… The room was soon filled with silence.

“And the task today is to pass through the uterine blood and return to the pre-midstream blood.”

“… Yes.”

“I’ll just point it out three times from now on, so you can do it on your own from then on.”

After a while, the professor pretended nothing had happened and continued the massage…

… I glanced up and saw the professor’s earlobe… It was stained bright red. Not only that, the professor was in a cold sweat. It wasn’t sweat from mana exhaustion, it was literally cold sweat from nervousness. Thanks to you, I realized it again.

Yes, that’s right…

The professor was also a man…

Perhaps because I made a mistake once, the professor pointed out the blood chart even more carefully.

If I touch my chest one more time… What kind of reaction will it give? Her heart pounded as she imagined that moment. And from then on, she couldn’t concentrate on teaching. With a serious face, he touches the inner skin just below the breasts with his thick fingers…

“Huh… Huh… “

… Is it because you are conscious of it? My body slowly heated up.

Every time the professor touches me… A small feeling of pleasure welled up.