## Chapter 33 – Prepping for the Task
Julia Lee, professor of ballet.
Despite the foreign-tinged name, she was as Korean as they came.
Nevertheless, she was better known by her English name, “Julia Lee,” than her Korean name, Lee Cheong-hee. Once upon a time, she was the first name that came to mind when talking about “national pride” because of her success overseas.
However, that fame didn’t last long.
Titles like “First Korean,” “First Asian,” and “First in Asia” doggedly followed her, but she never achieved the most important title of all: “World’s Best.”
In Korea, if you’re not the world’s best, you’re quickly forgotten. Julia Lee was soon buried by the “world’s best” star who came after her, and now she was back in Korea, being called “Professor” at a university.
“Why would someone like that want to see me?”
Is she really thinking of entering politics?
I couldn’t think of any other reason.
To Jung Se-in’s question, the junior who had first approached her said,
“Maybe… she needs a letter of recommendation?”
“A letter of recommendation?”
“Yes. I don’t know much about it, but I heard that Professor still has lingering feelings about ‘Swan Lake.’ Maybe she needs a letter of recommendation to participate in that audition…”
“Swan Lake? Is she trying to show off that she’s a dance major or what?”
“Yeah, talk so even non-majors can understand.”
Jung Se-in’s family surrounded the junior in a circle, each adding a word.
From a distance, it looked like they were bullying the junior.
The poor junior trembled as she explained.
“Um, well, ‘Swan Lake’ is a performance that the UK’s top ballet company puts on every year. It’s a really famous and amazing performance, and ballerinas consider it their dream stage.”
“And that professor still has lingering feelings about that stage?”
“Yes. I heard that when Professor was at her peak, she almost got to play the swan, but it was when PC culture was at its worst, so she was replaced by a black ballerina.”
“Black? There’s a black ballerina too?”
“A black swan? That’s hilarious.”
“Yes… maybe because of that… Professor thinks she was unfairly pushed aside because of the ‘first black swan’ thing. That’s why she still has regrets, I guess.”
“That would be a bit unfair.”
“But what good does it do to tell Se-in that? Does it magically solve the problem?”
“Hmm.”
Jung Se-in seemed to be deep in thought.
Usually, she would immediately dismiss any story involving a professor.
But today, she was listening to the junior’s words. And with a rather serious expression.
“…It might actually be possible?”
“Huh?”
The members were all surprised by Jung Se-in’s unexpected words.
“That’s Se-in for you! Controlling ballet companies on the other side of the world!”
“No, still, isn’t that a bit difficult?”
“Hey, what do you think of Se-in? She’s saying it’s possible because it is.”
“That’s right. For Se-in, getting someone a main role in a ballet company is probably no problem at all, right, senior?”
Jung Se-in shook her head in front of the excited members.
“No, I’m not saying I can get her a role. I’m saying I might be able to get her a letter of recommendation.”
“A letter of recommendation.”
From the beginning, the junior had said, “She might need a letter of recommendation.”
“That professor, she’s confident in her own skills, right? She thinks that if she just has a letter of recommendation, she can participate in the audition and pass, right?”
“Yes! If she just gets to audition fairly, she’ll definitely pass! Professor is the world’s best ballerina!”
The kind junior seemed to genuinely respect the professor.
Well, she had at least reached the “best in Asia” level and had slipped right before becoming the world’s best. Even if she’s past her prime, her foundation wouldn’t have gone anywhere.
“Hmm… then if I do this like this… and demand that like that… Hehehe….”
Had she come up with something interesting?
A lewd smile spread across Jung Se-in’s face.
And the group felt a chill run down their spines as they watched.
“……”
Especially Kwak Jo-young and Yoon Ji-yoon, who were on either side of Jung Se-in and knew a part of Jung Se-in’s “true nature,” shuddered silently in their places.
*
“Aaaah~!”
I stretched with all my might.
“Ha! That’s good.”
It’s good to be alive.
I’m feeling that in my bones these days.
Yesterday, I included Jung Se-in’s junior and had a wild time with three girls.
Thanks to the training, my stamina had improved, and I could handle a 3:1 fight.
Well, of course, all three of them were small fry.
After reuniting with Jung Se-in, my life had changed drastically.
Just a few days ago, I was going around saying things like, “I want to have sex~~!!”
But now, I was thinking things like, “Maybe I should take it easy on the sex now?”
You never know what’s going to happen in life.
“Oh?”
I had slept at Jung Se-in’s house and came back to my place early in the morning.
And there was a familiar ass loitering in front of my house.
“Well, who is this? Isn’t that Senior Mi-ryung?”
“Ugh!”
I thought she was looking for something she had dropped, but the senior was as surprised as if she had been caught stealing.
“Huh? Why are you so surprised? Do you have something to hide?”
“N-no! It’s just because you suddenly talked to me!”
Oh ho. The senior was still the same. Her body was still as lewd as ever.
Come to think of it, I used to think, “I have to mess with her!” but now, I didn’t feel anything even when I saw Senior Mi-ryung.
Had I had enough? My heart was as calm as the surface of a still lake.
“But what brings you to my house? Weren’t you doing well with your boyfriend?”
“W-well, what about you! You’ve been strangely quiet lately? Haha, things didn’t work out with that friend, did they?”
By “that friend,” does she mean Jung Se-in?
“Tsk tsk. How can you say such disappointing things? I’m on my way back from Se-in’s house today too. Thanks to her, my back is very stiff.”
“O-oh…”
The senior muttered something regretfully as I rubbed my back. She seemed unhappy that I was still doing well with Jung Se-in.
“So, what brings you to my house, senior?”
“D-do I need a reason to pass by? I live in this villa too. It’s my freedom to pass by here.”
“Hoo.”
I looked at the senior suspiciously.
Then, the senior trembled like a high school girl with stolen cigarettes in her pocket.
“Senior, you live downstairs from my house.”
“…S-so what.”
“But you came all the way up to the top floor to loiter? For no reason at all?”
“I-is there a problem with that?”
“Mhehehe….”
I took another step closer to the senior.
Then, the senior took a step back.
“Senior, just tell me honestly, okay? You came because you missed my dick.”
“What!”
That was the only reason the senior would be loitering in front of my house.
Jung Se-in’s words that she had become “a prisoner of my dick.”
I used to doubt it, but now I believe it. Because it was Jung Se-in who said it.
“You! I’m going to report you for sexual harassment!”
The senior shouted with fire in her eyes.
Hmm. Was I being too forward?
“Hey, don’t be like that. We’ve done worse things than this. And that was when you came to my house.”
“Ah!”
At those words, the senior suddenly exclaimed as if she was surprised or had remembered something she had forgotten.
“That picture from then!”
“Picture?”
“You! You took a picture, didn’t you! When I was passed out!”
“Huh?”
I tried to remember what she was talking about.
“Ah, that picture. That wasn’t me who took it, it was Jung Se-in, okay?”
At that time, Jung Se-in had said that the senior’s passed-out face was funny and took a picture.
And that was with the senior’s phone. I never took it with my phone or her phone.
“Anyway! Taking a picture of someone sleeping naked is a crime, you know? Delete it right now!”
“Senior. I may be a lot of things, but I don’t commit crimes. And I don’t have any pictures like that. Jung Se-in only took it as a joke with your phone, she didn’t take it with her phone.”
“H-h-how can I believe that? I don’t believe you! No, I can’t believe you!”
“What are you going to do if you don’t believe me? Do you want to check my phone?”
I held out my phone to the senior.
It was an old smartphone that I had been using since I was in the military until after I was discharged.
“……”
But the senior didn’t seem to be very interested in my phone.
Instead, she said in a slightly calmer voice.
“…Okay. You’re saying you deleted all the pictures on your phone, right?”
“Huh? I’m saying I didn’t take them in the first place?”
“No. I already know all about your cheap tricks. You’ve probably saved it to the cloud, right? So you can distribute it whenever you want if I try to report you.”
“Cloud? What’s that?”
“It’s no use pretending you don’t know. You better just tell me what you want, okay?”
“What I want? I want to go inside and sleep. I’m tired because I was up all night yesterday. Haaam.”
And I passed by the senior and opened the door to my house.
“Then goodbye, senior. I’m going to sleep.”
I said goodbye and closed the door.
“Huh?”
But what was this?
The senior had followed me into my house?
“I’m not leaving until you delete the picture.”
“No, I’m saying there’s no picture…”
I was about to say that there was no picture, but then I realized.
That what the senior wanted wasn’t the picture.
“…Senior. The reason you came to my house in the first place wasn’t the picture, was it? You didn’t even think about it until I said it.”
“N-no? I was worried about it the whole time?”
“Hmm.”
I stared at the senior.
Then, the senior took off her shoes and strode into the hallway, avoiding my gaze.
“Okay. I’ll do whatever you want.”
“No.”
“But you have to delete the picture. You have to! You can’t change your mind later and try to do it again!”
And the senior began to unbutton her clothes in front of me.
…No way.
Is she kidding?
Had the senior really become a prisoner of my dick?
