Chapter 472 – Episode 472: Academy Instructor Song Yena 3
Time of passionate pleasure passes.
Even faster because it is not a dream but reality. I’ve heard that food tastes better if you stop eating before you’re full, but perhaps it’s because of that feeling that doing it in real life isn’t that bad.
It’s a bit funny that now I’m almost used to life as a dream demon, but I’m left with the feeling that reality isn’t that bad. With that thought in mind, she began following Song Yena, who had recovered her condition with less than two hours of sleep.
“It’s fun for a man to watch… No. The Constellation watches the duel anyway.”
“Okay. So, let’s take a look at instructor Song Ye-na’s day.”
“Yeah, well… “As much as you want.”
After struggling in his arms, he squeezed out all the moisture from his body onto the bed, pretending that he had passed out was a lie, and when he woke up and took a shower, he looked completely fine.
This is the physical strength of a martial artist… I looked at her with admiration as she wiped her moist skin and put on her underwear and uniform. She usually walked around and participated in swordsmanship training wearing something like priest sweats or cadet tracksuits that allowed her to move comfortably, but now that she has officially become an instructor, it seems she has been issued a uniform.
Since this is an academy that works in conjunction with the military to prevent alien invasions, Song Yena is wearing clothes that strangely feel more like military uniforms than uniforms, and is fiddling with her wrists as if the sleeves are awkward.
“Are there any inconvenient parts?”
“No. She felt awkward wearing clothes that were just plain showy…”
Well, Yena, she just graduated from the academy. Of course, most academy instructors take in the bright platoon leader trainees from Nonsan as trainers at the training center, so there are quite a few people like Jena who became instructors at a young age.
So, Yena was probably wandering around at ease and interfering with her sword sparring. Rather than meddling in a middle-aged instructor’s class, it would be more convenient for her to become close with her older sister through her swordsmanship.
Since she was recognized for her skills in the awkward position between an instructor and her cadet, she was probably selected as the instructor in charge of the dueling club. No matter how much the Academy bows down to the Holy See, she will not hire someone who is not skilled for the position of instructor.
“It’s your first day. Where are you going? No, I’m in charge of dueling to begin with. Do you have a classroom?”
“Well? Because she wasn’t guided there. “I think if you go to the administration office, the staff member will give you guidance.”
“Oh, Yena, your first day on the job? Have a nice trip.”
“For some reason, she didn’t exercise in the morning, so I guess it was because she was getting ready for her first day at work.”
“Will the Constellation follow you too? Well, I guess she’s going to see the dueling club.”
As Yena left the dormitory, still fiddling with her sleeves, wearing her uniform, the Hwashins who returned from their morning workouts gave her a few words.
Of course, the reason she skipped her exercise this morning was because I was stuck tightly to the narrow bed, but it feels like she knows and pretends not to know. Since they are more than half of the incarnations of dream demons, it is impossible not to know the magical power of dream demons that has leaked densely from reality.
Yena, with her cheeks slightly red at the subtle consideration between the women, begins to lightly run away. Not so much as to ostracize me, but to go to the administration office along the playground course with a light jogging feeling.
‘If you think about it, it would be easier to go across the playground, but there aren’t any cadets going to the middle. Do they teach people not to cross the playground here too? An academy similar to a university?’
The time when people rush to take morning classes after the morning exercise session in which not only our Avatars but most of the Avatar cadets participate. Still, I think it’s amazing to see them crowding around the edge of the playground in an orderly manner.
As Yena runs lightly using her powerful avatar and legs as long as her size, the cadets keep getting out of the way as if her Moses were splitting the sea.
I think it’s because of Yena’s uniform, but I feel like it’s really amazing how she knows and avoids people even when they run behind her. Or, if there is someone running at this time, is everyone being considerate because they think it’s urgent?
With light steps, I arrived at the administrative office, accepting greetings from everyone around me, and saw a bespectacled male employee preparing a bunch of documents… When he sees my face, he hurriedly puts it away and begins to explain directly to Song Yena.
Song Yena, instructor in charge of the academy’s official duel club.
What’s special is that she learned her sword skills from a sword that cuts through bridle, but the contract between the Constellation and the Avatar is with the helpless Nightmare. She stayed at the dormitory of the helpless Nightmare and helped out as an instructor in the academy’s swordsmanship classes, but her skills were deemed insufficient, and she was officially hired.
In some ways, Song Yena’s actions can be seen as a parachute, but since the name value of the constellations behind her is heavy and her own skills are so outstanding, there was no gossip going around behind her.
Because she had no other work to do, she always participated in dueling clubs and swordsmanship exchange meetings, and her Yena skills spread to ancient times, regardless of martial arts knights. She is the only direct disciple recognized by the sword that cuts through the bridle, so I can’t help but feel that even the word genius is not enough.
“Hey, Instructor Song Yena~”
“It’s really awkward…”
“Yeji also wriggled around because it felt awkward to get a job wearing a security guard uniform. “It’s like that for everyone who is new to society.”
The only thing that changed when Song Yena, who was a swordsmanship instructor, became a full-time professor. She said she had her own assigned office.
No, I’m not an office worker, I’m an instructor, so what should I call you? Staff room? Professor’s office?
Anyway, the academy is like a mixture of a university and the military, so rather than instructors huddled together in a large staff room, each professor is given a private lab like a university. The lab I came to, thanks to the guidance of a male employee whose friendliness increased by more than 1,500% in front of the constellation, was completely empty.
“Anyway, there’s nothing.”
“I heard you can just fill it out and submit a receipt, but I’m not sure. What can I fill?”
As expected, Song Ye-na is a woman from a different world and has lived in a mountain village as a martial artist. In fact, men in this world would want to decorate themselves with props such as flower pots, and magic instructors would pile up research materials and materials… Yena is in charge of swordsmanship.
It’s not like I’m writing a military book, and I’m not the type of person who likes to decorate things, so it seems like I don’t really want anything other than a prepared desk.
As she is a martial artist, she thought about putting a sword or a spear on the wall, but when she thought about it, it seemed like Yena only cherished the sword on her waist and kept it with her. So she hasn’t put anything in her dorm for over a year.
Yeji has a game console that she bought with her salary, and the research duo Harin and Haeun naturally have a lot of documents and parchments from her lab. At least Sasha was also infected by Yeji, so she threw away game consoles and comic books in her dorm.
‘Should I take him shopping? They say the academy will accept a receipt anyway.’
I couldn’t allow myself to live this bleak life.
At least as a man, before the apocalypse occurred, I had a laptop, a novel, a pretty bottle of liquor, and a few game goods I bought on a whim.
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Shopping with women, or rather shopping with men in the reverse world, was, of course, notorious.
“Show, ping.”
“Yes, shopping.”
So much so that even Song Yena, who reacts calmly to most things, hesitates.
But what can you do? I can’t refuse the Constellation’s request to go, and I really can’t leave a lab with only one desk and chair empty for the rest of my life. At best, even the small bedroom in the accommodation had all the basic things you need, such as a bed, table, and blanket.
Jena had to fill the professor’s office at her academy, which had become her own workplace, and I wanted to play around by pretending to be a man and dragging her shopping.
But there was one big problem.
“But what do you need in the professor’s office?”
“Well?”
Song Ye-na, a natural person who stayed in the mountains to learn swordsmanship, and I, who lived in college with trembling shivers at the ghost story of being dragged off to graduate school when we went to the professor’s office and even got a bad grade, knew nothing.
Since it is about decorating a personal space anyway, it seems like it would be okay to purchase computers and other convenience products, but it feels like there is no clear goal. Since I didn’t know anything about the professor’s office, the only things that came to mind were computers, power strips, folders to organize documents, and other office supplies.
But honestly, you can buy those things at online shopping malls, and if you just contact the academy’s general affairs team, wouldn’t they come right out of the warehouse?
But goes shopping really mean that I want to compare items carefully and have fun like men in a world where men and women are reversed? He wanted to go shopping because he wanted to play a prank on Song Yena, who was squirming next to him as if she couldn’t understand.
“If you’re not sure, let’s go to the shopping mall first.”
“Yes? Ah, yes…”
In fact, it is a date in the name of shopping, the cost of which is paid by the academy. There is no reason not to do this.
