Chapter 25 – Episode 25: TA Keyword: Extraordinary Life in Everyday Life
“Whoa…”
‘…I know how dangerous it is for people to lose their reason.’
Asked if I could masturbate and asked for permission.
What kind of funny word is this?
If it hadn’t been before I met my brother, I probably wouldn’t have understood how the hell I could come up with a situation to say such a thing.
It was absurd that I was in a position to have to say such a thing all over again, and the most absurd thing was that I started thinking about getting permission from my brother because I wanted to masturbate all of a sudden.
‘…But what should I say… Ha? I was shaken for a moment, but I wondered if I had found the opposite sex again, so I’m thinking about how to ask if I can masturbate right away, Ahyeon-ah?’
And after coming to Hyeonta like this, the thoughts I was thinking were absurd.
‘…This is all because of the vulva.’
Of course, this vulva was engraved by my brother, but there was nothing he was doing right now.
Nevertheless, I was somehow resentful that I couldn’t stop thinking of my brother in my head.
Even so, it was only natural to look at this tattoo on the skin of her lower abdomen, and she felt resentful that just being conscious of it made her think of her brother.
They said that fornication is a curse that makes us into a master-servant relationship, and that was a very true expression.
It is said that she is connected to her brother through the vulva, but usually it was practically a one-way street.
Just yesterday, I used the telepathy function without permission and got scolded.
After all, this feature was a two-way communication only when my brother wanted to talk to me.
You can use both if you want to, but I can’t.
It was a fact that showed an obvious hierarchical relationship.
So even though I could have asked if it was okay to masturbate just by thinking about it in my head, I didn’t bother picking up my phone and typing.
[Me: I… Master. Can I masturbate?]
And I felt ashamed of myself for sending this kind of message while using the word master and honorifics while saying it was absurd just a little while ago.
[Why?]
“No why why come out…!! Huh?”
[…?]
Had he been watching me from the beginning?
My brother telepathically crushed my request as soon as the message was sent.
I, who had already hurt my pride by asking the embarrassing question of whether it was okay to masturbate, became angry without knowing it when I heard my brother’s knife-like refusal.
But as soon as I lost my temper, I realized that something was wrong.
“Th-that… I’m sorry for my temper, Master…”
[How dare you show your temper to the master?]
“That…I’m really sorry, Master…I dare…”
How dare you, oppa… No, to show your temper to the master.
…I made a mistake.
The master also scolded me for my mistake.
Come to think of it, it was definitely different when I thought of my brother as my brother and when I thought of him as my master.
This is a mistake I made because I kept thinking of my brother as my brother in my head.
So from now on, even when I think of myself, I will think of you as my master so that I don’t make mistakes like this… No, is it a mistake in the first place?
Can’t I be this angry?
The horse is the master-servant relationship, and I’m not really my brother’s slave… Not… Isn’t it?
I’m not my brother’s slave, I’m a bitch… But anyway, a bitch or a slave is practically property… No, so am I really a bitch?
‘…Did I take the master-servant relationship too lightly?’
Master-servant relationship.
Relationship between master and servant.
It was a relationship between A and B, which was evident from the name.
This is the relationship my brother wants, and what I want is a relationship with him, so I agreed.
Last night, I even made up my mind once again to accept this relationship as master-servant.
But now I wonder if I took this too lightly.
No matter how much it is a master-servant relationship, my heart and my mind are only mine and should be mine.
This is the master-servant relationship I think… No, I want it to be the master-servant relationship I thought of.
Until I met my brother, I had never seriously thought about what a master-servant relationship was like, and it was even more strange that I had thought about it.
However, the moment the question came up a moment ago, I felt a chill.
It was because I already felt that my heart and even my mind were no longer mine.
I sincerely reprimanded myself for making the mistake of ‘daring’ to anger the owner, even though I knew it was a situation that would make me angry instinctively enough.
I said, without hesitation, that I should think of my brother as my master even when thinking of myself in order not to make such a mistake again.
This was only possible with the underlying psychology that I was already inferior to my brother, that I was his property.
Even when I thought of the vulva just a moment ago, it was creepy that I felt good about this suffocation and mental restraint of losing myself.
Yesterday I thought that my brother’s teaching assistant had a vague influence on my inner self, but today the effect was really creepy.
But even in the midst of this fear of losing myself, a part of me seemed to whisper what was wrong with it if it was good.
[And it hasn’t even been 12 hours since the last climax yet.]
“…Yeah?”
[It’s still 12 hours before the last climax, so the effect of the spell remains, so you don’t have to worry about your parents getting caught. So your request to masturbate must be your personal desire, not the need to hide your vulva. No?]
“Yes…”
[Then, your request is completely personal, so if you come out with that attitude just because I asked you why, what reason would I have to grant you that request?]
“Ah…”
[And while talking to the master, you’re in such a crooked posture? If you pretend, don’t you know I’m looking at you right now?]
“…Sorry, Master.”
[You were like that when you sent the message earlier, right?]
“…I’ll be careful next time, Master.”
[This is the first time something like this has happened, so bear with me.]
…Convinced.
I don’t want to understand it, but I did.
A conversation based on the premise that it is purely up to you to decide whether or not you can masturbate.
The attitude that allowing me to masturbate is purely self-interest.
Even when I’m not in front of you, of course, even when sending a text message, it’s too much to be polite.
I came to understand this widespread injustice and irrationality through a dialogue that could not be established without ignoring it.
I couldn’t ignore them if I didn’t take it for granted that he’s the master and I’m the bitch.
I already took it for granted in a corner of my heart, so I ended up ignoring it.
I didn’t want to understand it after I had already sincerely understood everything, but I just wanted to masturbate to say that I was convinced.
It means that the part that already accepted that he is the owner and that I am a bitch is bigger than the part that did not.
*
As a result of looking into Ah-hyun’s mind the whole time he was awake from last night until now, it seemed that the assistant had a positive effect on Ah-hyun’s inner side in just one day.
After all, it is important to directly fry and stir-fry, but it is also important to give yourself time to look back on the assistant.
Right now, in Ah-hyun’s head, human Kim Ah-hyun and bitch Kim Ah-hyun were fiercely fighting over territory.
Of course, the one I root for here is the bitch Kim Ah-hyun.
However, while I hoped that the bitch Kim Ah-hyun would prevail, I didn’t want the human Kim Ah-hyun to be completely defeated.
I was hoping that even if the human Kim Ah-hyun completely collapsed, he would rise again like a tumbler.
Even if one side is expanding its territory, it is also the beauty of a teaching assistant to reinforce a one-sided fight by occasionally giving strength to the side that was inferior.
Of course, it was Kim Ah-hyun, the bitch, who needed to put more effort into it right away.
Right now, memories of intense pleasure are giving strength to bitch Kim Ah-hyun, but the fight will become tight again without my continued intervention.
So, in order to tip the current tilted balance even more, I decided to let Ahyeon taste the emotions she can only feel when she is a bitch in her daily life.
I intended to bring Ah-hyun Kim, a bitch who still thinks of Ah-yeon as a kind of role, into the realm of everyday life by letting Ah-hyun know that the pleasure she felt through me can be felt not only in the role play of master-servant relationship, but also in everyday life.
And gradually, it was to teach her that she becomes more intense when she is a bitch.
So one day, I wanted to make the bitch Ah-hyun Kim play the human Ah-hyun Kim in society, rather than the human Ah-hyun Kim playing the role-play of the master-servant relationship.
In order to do that, what Ahyeon now needs is confidence first.
The conviction that the pleasure you will feel with me cannot be replaced with anything else.
To do so, masturbation, sex, and the climax of pleasure from touching the vulva were not important.
In any case, Ahyeon had no other group other than me to compare to in the first place, so the simply huge pleasure she had shown so far was enough.
In the yard where he had already fainted from being stabbed by me, if he was simply driven to the size of pleasure here, he might get scared and try to avoid it, so the important thing was the kind of pleasure.
So, the keyword of today’s teaching assistant came to my mind: extraordinary in everyday life.
It was a non-daily life in everyday life, twisting common sense so far by twisting the daily life that Ah-hyun knew and must have lived for 22 years.
So today, while spending a very ordinary day with Ah-hyun, I decided to include the teaching assistant in it.
