## Chapter 36 – Meeting Julia Lee, the Legend of Ballet
Until I heard back from Jung Se-in, I spent my days in grueling exercise and training.
Ten thousand thrusts into the air to strengthen my core muscles.
Sprinting up the steep hills of the shantytown to increase my lung capacity.
And Kegel exercises to hold in my poop, all to control my ejaculation.
And Senior Mi-ryung helped me improve my technique.
“Uh… that’s it. Good. Ah…!”
She came over to my place almost every day.
Sometimes she’d even let herself in and wait for me when I went out for a run. Occasionally, she’d cook me meals, and sex every time she came over was now just part of the routine.
…Something’s not right here.
Isn’t this more like a girlfriend or lover than just a senior?
But Mi-ryung has a boyfriend.
“Senior, what about your boyfriend?”
“Boyfriend’s boyfriend.”
“Then what am I?”
“You’re… a cute junior?”
She seemed to think of me as a high-performance sex toy.
She even said it was rewarding to teach me and inputted sex techniques one by one. It’s not just a sex toy, it’s a learning sex toy.
Not that I’m complaining.
I don’t particularly want to date her either.
Because she’s a slut.
She’s beautiful, has a great personality, and even does chores around the house sometimes, but she’s the kind of girl who hops from one guy to another. And she easily sleeps with other guys even while having a boyfriend. A pure virgin like me would easily become a ‘퐁퐁남’ (kept man) if I got caught up with her.
So, a sex partner is enough for me.
It’s best to just have her come over and have sex when I’m bored. Yep.
As I was spending my days in fulfilling training and practice, I finally heard from Jung Se-in.
[Be near the Luminous Hotel by 7 PM tonight.
Dress nicely.]
“…Hotel?”
Hotel? Why a hotel?
And the Luminous Hotel is super expensive, isn’t it?
Should I wear a suit or something?
Of course, as a poor student on leave, I don’t have fancy things like suits. Maybe a military uniform, though.
“Hmm. The TPO doesn’t match.”
…They wouldn’t kick me out for not wearing a suit, would they?
I’ll just dress decently and go.
But why did he tell me to come to a hotel of all places?
I tried texting him to ask, but he didn’t reply. He didn’t answer the phone either.
“What’s a hotel for?”
The image I have of a hotel is ‘a place where men and women secretly have sex.’
That’s usually what hotels are in the news for.
A female celebrity gets caught coming out of a hotel with a man, and a scandal breaks out, right?
I’ve never had any reason to go to a hotel except for those kinds of situations.
But why do we have to meet at a hotel?
Even though Jung Se-in is from a famous family, she’s not exactly a celebrity herself. There’s no chance of her private life being photographed and causing a scandal.
So, is the other person a celebrity?
What reason would a college student have to be a celebrity? It’s probably not a real celebrity, right?
Hmm. I wouldn’t know even if I thought about it.
I decided to give up thinking.
“Huff! Huff! Huff!”
Thrusting my dick into the air, 3,000 more to go.
I focused my strength on my waist again to finish today’s training.
*
10 minutes before 7 PM.
I arrived near the Luminous Hotel.
“Why isn’t this bastard answering his phone?”
I’ve been calling Jung Se-in non-stop since I arrived, but he’s not picking up.
Calling someone to come and then not answering the phone. What kind of guy is this?
I would’ve cut ties with this guy immediately if it weren’t for the sex.
Besides, we lost our virginities together. I let him have sex with my friends. And he’s calling me out today to let me have sex.
Thinking that way, this much was bearable.
Isn’t the purpose of human life to pass on their genes? So, there’s nothing more important than sex in the world. As long as he lets me have sex, he’s the boss. Of course.
As I was grumbling to myself next to the glittering hotel, someone tapped me on the shoulder.
“Hey. Dick King.”
“Gasp.”
It was Jung Se-in.
I didn’t even know he was coming because he was so quiet.
This guy’s practically an assassin.
“Hey. Why aren’t you answering your phone?”
“Did you call? It was on silent, so I didn’t know.”
“Ugh… never mind. What am I even saying to you?”
I can’t believe there’s someone this oblivious in the world.
Even a guy with a dick isn’t this bad.
“What’s the big deal? I came on time, didn’t I? It’s not like I could’ve come any faster if I answered the phone.”
“You’re only rational at times like this.”
I was persuaded by just one line.
Well, it’s fine since we met.
“But how did you find me here?”
“I could see you from far away. There’s no one as shabby as you around here.”
“…Is it that bad?”
“Yeah. Especially your face.”
I had nothing to say back to Jung Se-in, who was chuckling.
Damn it… I need to get plastic surgery as soon as I make money.
“But why did you tell me to come to a hotel? I feel really awkward.”
Honestly, I was a bit intimidated.
Jung Se-in said I was the shabbiest around here as a joke, but it wasn’t just a joke. No matter how much I looked around, there wasn’t anyone else wandering around in such shabby clothes.
And Jung Se-in was dressed in a neat suit.
His face is handsome, and his physique is decent, so the suit fit him even better.
Damn it…
He’s pretty.
On the other hand, the best I could do was casual clothes, and most of all, my face is like this.
I didn’t fit in with the luxurious hotel any more than a flea fly in mala soup.
“Don’t worry about what other people think. The professor asked to meet here, so that’s why it’s a hotel.”
“…Professor?”
“Oh. Did I not tell you? Your partner today is a professor at our school.”
“Crazy! You can forget a lot of things, but not that!”
A professor?!
Could it be that the strong opponent he was talking about was a professor?
The female professors I know are at least in their 40s, and some are even in their 60s.
No matter how horny I am, handling that much of an age gap is usually not easy.
“Sorry, sorry. But you don’t have to worry too much. It’s not like the professor is a total old lady.”
“…Is that true?”
I was slightly relieved by Jung Se-in’s words.
Okay. I can somehow manage up to my 40s.
“Look at you, your face is brightening up.”
“Hey, wouldn’t you be the same? When you say professor, you usually think of old men and women.”
“I told you, you don’t have to worry. You’ll think differently when you see her in person.”
That’s what Jung Se-in says, but it’s not confirmed yet.
I can’t relax until I see the other person with my own eyes.
Knowing his personality, he might’ve brought a hag as a joke.
I couldn’t let my guard down. I had to be ready to run away at any moment.
I followed Jung Se-in into the hotel.
We passed through the lobby and got on the elevator.
The floor he pressed was the 20th floor. The top floor of the hotel.
“By the way… where are we going?”
“The Executive Lounge.”
“The Execu… what?”
“You’ll know when you get there.”
And so, I headed to the Executive Whatever Lounge with Jung Se-in.
When the elevator doors opened, a wide hallway stretched out. Expensive-looking paintings hung on the walls, and everything from the floor to the ceiling was luxurious.
I felt like an alien in a space that was so out of place for me.
“Hey. Don’t gawk around like a country bumpkin.”
Jung Se-in whispered, poking me in the side.
Was I doing that?
“Hello, sir. To use the lounge, may I see your key card?”
A handsome hotel employee greeted us at the entrance of the lounge.
“We were invited. She should be waiting for us.”
Jung Se-in spoke in a fake, girly tone instead of his usual casual one.
“Yes. If you could give me your name, I’ll check.”
“I’m Jung Se-in. The reservation is under Professor Julia Lee.”
“Julia Lee?”
I was the one who cut in at the end.
Because it was a name I knew, of course.
Julia Lee. Is there a Korean who doesn’t know that name? It was a name that was all over the news until a few years ago. She was the first Asian to become something great in some performance group somewhere in France.
…I don’t have any specialized knowledge, so I don’t remember anything exactly.
But anyway, she was a famous person.
She was on the news a lot, and there were videos of her all over YouTube.
That was a few years ago, though.
“Yes, confirmed. I’ll guide you.”
We followed the employee inside.
The inside of the lounge was even more impressive than the outside. One entire wall was made of glass, so you could see the dazzling cityscape below. There were sofas and tables throughout the lounge, and some people were sitting around. Some fancy music was playing.
And there was someone at one of the tables who recognized us. Or rather, Jung Se-in.
“Jung Se-in. Welcome.”
Yep.
It’s the Julia Lee I know.
A thin body, sharp features, and distinct facial features.
A charismatic beauty stood up from the sofa to greet us.
However, her image was a bit different from what I saw on TV.
It wasn’t so much that she had aged, but more like her impression had become calmer. The way she looked on TV was almost entirely made up for performances. It’s only natural that it’s different from her real self.
“Hello, Professor. Thank you for inviting me.”
“No, I invited you because I wanted to meet you. But… who’s this?”
Julia Lee turned her head towards me and frowned.
Here we go again. I seem to get this reaction every time I meet Jung Se-in’s acquaintances.
It’s amazing that I even met someone this famous, but it’s also amazing that I made even someone this famous make that face.
Anyway, she’s Jung Se-in’s professor, so she’s my professor too.
I greeted her politely.
“Hello. I’m Joo Ji-wan, Jung Se-in’s friend.”
“Yes, hello.”
“My nickname is Dick King.”
“Oh my.”
“Hey. Why the hell would you say something like that?”
To bring up something like Dick King so casually even in a place like this.
Jung Se-in is even crazier than I thought.
I was embarrassed as hell from the first meeting.
