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EP.55: Sparks Fly in the Battle for the Master

Time passed quickly.

The weekend ended, and finally, it was Tuesday the day of the parent-accompanied field trip.

Before heading to work, I sent Han-gyeoul a KakaoTalk message.

Such an enjoyable event couldn’t be treated lightly.

[Honey, are you awake?]

A short reply arrived within seconds.

[Yes, getting ready.]

[What outfit are you wearing today?]

[Why? Should I wear something pretty?]

[Yes! Wear something sexy, like a tennis skirt. One that sways and shows off your butt.]

[Tsk. Fine. Wait.]

After a brief wait, several photos were sent to me.

She had taken them herself, wearing not only the requested tennis skirt but also mini dresses and pencil skirts multiple samples to choose from.

[Pick one.]

[Wow! Amazing♥︎ So hot♥︎ I want to try each one while doing you♥︎]

[Ha. Stop joking around and pick quickly I need time to do my makeup.]

[Let’s go with the pink tennis skirt. Pair it with something tight on top.]

[Got it.]

She obediently followed my instructions, coordinated her outfit, and sent another photo.

A light pink tennis skirt that barely covered her butt paired with a sleeveless turtleneck top made of luxurious fabric.

Dressed like this, she looked as fresh as an idol though her figure far surpassed those immature girls.

[Wow. Your body is always a masterpiece. Makes me want to grab and knead it.]

[... Crazy. I asked for feedback on my outfit not nonsense like that. Anyway, this is fine, right?]

[Yep♥︎ Wear thin panties too and bring spare underwear just in case♥︎]

[Ha. What are you planning now?]

[Haha just do as I say, you slutty girl who pants when I touch her pussy. Oppa’s going to wreck your pussy today be ready for it. Got it?]

[ㅗ]

"Hehe. So adorable."

Her grumbling response made my lower half stir involuntarily.

I packed a few toys to play with her later and headed off to work.

I was eagerly anticipating today’s outdoor fun.

The bustling kindergarten parking lot was filled with children and their parents gathered together in groups.

Most of them were prominent businessmen or politicians, chatting while exchanging greetings.

Amid the commotion, a luxury sedan pulled up and out stepped a familiar face.

Tight skinny jeans clinging to her hips.

A white crop top revealing her belly button.

High platform heels completing her model-like appearance.

No she was practically more of a model than an athlete anyway.

Ryu Ji-hye’s arrival immediately captivated nearby fathers.

Being men driven by desire, they couldn’t help but drool over her beauty despite her being married.

'Hehe. Wipe your drool, gentlemen this beauty already belongs to someone.'

Her H-cup breasts swayed temptingly beneath the tight crop top.

Just their natural bounce revealed their softness a truly premium feature unmatched in Korea.

With every step she took, all eyes focused on her.

Ryu Ji-hye seemed unfazed by the blatant stares as she confidently walked toward me.

She greeted me with her signature eye-smile.

Having conducted several French lessons last week, we now exchanged greetings naturally.

"Good morning, Teacher."

Waving her hand, she approached dangerously close and touched my arm.

This immediately shifted the surrounding atmosphere as suspicious gazes turned toward me.

"... Uh, um. Yes good morning."

"Heheh. Why are you acting awkward all of a sudden? We’re close."

As if enjoying the attention from others, she boldly linked arms with me.

Her soft flesh pressed against mine provocatively.

"I haven’t been to the zoo in ages can I hang out with you today?"

"... Ahem. That might be difficult."

"Why? Am I bothering you?"

"... N-no. It’s not that it’s just that I have to take care of the kids."

"Hmm. Well then, I guess there’s no helping it. But walking together is fine, right?"

"... Um sure as long as you don’t stick too close."

Despite my warning,

Ryu Ji-hye clung to me like a lover,

chatting away nonstop.

Her behavior left fellow teachers and parents visibly shocked.

Especially the seven female teachers who had drunk with me they were dumbfounded.

Their mouths hung open as they stared at me with questioning eyes.

What’s going on?

What’s your relationship with Ryu Ji-hye?

How did you seduce her?

How is this even possible?

Their curious gazes bore into me relentlessly.

Even the principal wasn’t immune.

She already suspected my relationship with Han-gyeoul

it wasn’t hard to figure out since we frequently used the reception room for our escapades.

But she clearly hadn’t imagined that I’d also seduced recently divorced Ryu Ji-hye.

The principal rubbed her eyes repeatedly as if doubting what she saw.

Ryu Ji-hye seemed to notice my awareness of their stares and asked me hesitantly:

Her expression turned slightly gloomy.

"Did I... come on too strong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Realizing my mistake,

I quickly shook my head.

She hadn’t yet fully overcome the pain of betrayal 

she must have misunderstood my reaction as discomfort toward her being a divorcee.

"No not at all! Everyone seems jealous I’m enjoying it actually! Haha! The dads’ eyes are practically shooting lasers!"

My attempt at humor brightened her mood again.

Smiling mischievously,

she replied playfully:

"Sigh everyone knows beauty when they see it.

But don’t worry 

I’ll give Teacher Kang first dibs!

You won’t find another catch like me 

better make your move while my heart’s still fluttering!"

Winking boldly,

she wrapped her arms around my waist.

It was practically an open declaration that we were flirting publicly.

Thankfully,

Han-gyeoul wasn’t present yet.

Had she seen this,

she would’ve unleashed fury upon Ryu Ji-hye

though I’d have intervened immediately anyway.

As I sighed in relief internally,

a luxury limousine entered the parking lot 

right on cue like a tiger summoned by its name...

Out stepped a cute little girl accompanied by an elegant lady 

the true ruler of First International Kindergarten: Han-gyeoul herself.

"Oh Madam! Welcome!"

The principal hurried over bowing obsequiously.

Han-gyeoul appeared exactly as instructed:

fresh-faced in a light pink tennis skirt paired with a beige sleeveless turtleneck top exposing her fair skin.

She looked less like an icy queen and more like an elegant young bride from Cheongdam-dong.

Even the kindergarten teachers seemed surprised by Han-gyeoul’s transformed demeanor 

seeing the fierce Ice Queen swaying in a pink skirt was certainly unexpected.

Like Ryu Ji-hye before her,

Han-gyeoul walked straight toward me without sparing so much as a glance at anyone else 

her focus solely on me.

 Click click

Stopping before me,

Han-gyeoul finally noticed Ryu Ji-hye clinging closely beside me.

Perhaps sensing some primal instinct,

an inexplicable tension sparked between them instantly...

"......"

"......"

The silence carried an air of mysterious unease 

the standoff between these two beauties was enough to make everyone around feel tense.

I nervously licked my lips repeatedly 

I’d anticipated such a day might come eventually,

but it had arrived far sooner than expected.

For now,

remaining neutral seemed wisest 

Han-gyeoul spoke first:

After assessing our proximity,

she asked coldly:

"Who might you be?"

Feigning ignorance despite knowing full well who she was,

Han-gyeoul deliberately provoked Ryu Ji-hye

who twitched slightly before responding defiantly:

"And who might you be?

Ma’am."

"... Ma’am?"

Her voice carried an icy chill that sent shivers down spines 

truthfully both women were technically "ma’ams,"

but saying so now would surely result in chaos...

Unfazed by Han-gyeoul’s chilling glare,

Ryu Ji-hye clung even closer to me 

practically hugging me tightly while provocatively pressing against my arm...

Unable to bear it any longer,

Han-gyeoul bit her lip hard before warning:

"Could you... step away?

From someone else’s man?"

Feigning innocence,

Ryu Ji-hye tilted her head curiously while smiling slyly:

Her fox-like demeanor was unmistakable 

"Huh?

Someone else’s man?

Don’t you have a husband?"

"......"

"Hmm?

That’s odd!

I mean I’m divorced so it doesn’t matter for me...

but isn’t this inappropriate for you?

Married women doing this it’s adultery."

 Grind

The sound of teeth grinding echoed from Han-gyeoul’s clenched jaw 

her pupils contracted sharply as she glared daggers at Ryu Ji-hye

"Forget about that nonsense 

this man belongs to me 

so back off while I’m still being polite...

unless you want things to get ugly."

Yet even under threat,

Ryu Ji-hye didn’t flinch:

smiling sweetly instead 

"Hmm?

Who says he belongs to you?

Teacher Kang and I already share something special...

not that I can go into details...

but let’s just say we’re close enough to drink together."

At this remark,

Han-gyeoul scoffed coldly:

Moving to my other side,

she linked arms similarly before retorting:

"Drinking together doesn’t mean much 

we’ve already done everything there is...

so stop comparing yourself unnecessarily 

you’ll never satisfy Teacher Kang anyway."

But Ryu Ji-hye shrugged casually before firing back immediately:

showing no signs of backing down against Han-gyeoul

"We’ll see about that!

Besides I think my chest is bigger...

and I’m taller too."

"Hmph!

Who likes saggy breasts anyway?"

"What?!

Saggy?!

Mine are firm!"

"This brat!

How old are you to be speaking informally?!"

The two seemed ready to tear each other apart any moment 

seeing how rapidly things escalated,

I intervened urgently:

"Please both of you stop!

What kind of behavior is this in front of children?!"

Pleading desperately with teary eyes finally calmed them down somewhat 

though neither released their grip on my arms...

leaving me unable even to stand properly...

Glancing toward the principal for help yielded no results either:

she simply smiled sympathetically before silently abandoning me 

'Teacher Kang you’ll just have to endure today.'

Her gaze conveyed pity alongside resignation...

it seemed this field trip would truly be one hellish day ahead...