EP.2 Alone with Mother on a Deserted Island
"Ugh..."
How much time had passed? I woke up from sleep, holding my dizzy head. My eyes were blurry due to a strange headache. As I rubbed my eyes, a clear bell sound suddenly rang out. A mysterious entity appeared before me with neatly arranged text on its surface.
[Welcome, User.]
[Welcome to 'Hierarchical Obedience Training'.]
[This dimension is a special virtual space designed for education.]
[All actions here are perceived by the parent as a dream.]
[Please exercise your rights as a teacher without hesitation.]
[Education can be conducted freely for up to 144 hours.]
[You can end it at any time according to your discretion.]
[Enjoy a thrilling education.]
I was stunned. What was I experiencing? The hologram appeared out of thin air, but this wasn't my dorm room. The golden sandy beach, the sparkling blue waves, and the lush palm trees unfolded before me like a tropical paradise. Everything shocked me. Was I dreaming? I pinched my cheeks to check, but nothing changed. This was reality.
"... Crazy. Is this not a dream?"
My mind went blank as I stood there in a daze. Suddenly, a flash of light appeared, and another message was displayed.
[Please note that you can exit or end this education at any time according to your discretion.]
[Also, any sadistic acts performed here will not harm you.]
[So, please use the app without fear.]
For some reason, it stirred my dark desires. As my breathing calmed, a perverse curiosity began to rise within me.
"... Really? Can I really discipline Han-yeoul without any consequences?"
I doubted it, finding it hard to accept the situation. Amidst this turmoil, a familiar voice called out from behind me.
"Teacher Kang? Is that you?"
It was a husky yet sharp voice, filled with a certain allure and seductiveness that I was all too familiar with. I shivered at the sound and slowly turned around.
"... Is that you, Ms. Han-yeoul?"
Yes, there she was.
Han-yeoul stood before me, dressed in her usual sexy office attire, holding her high heels because of the sandy ground. I stared at her with a blank expression. Her black hair, red lips, porcelain-like skin, and voluptuous figure were exactly as I remembered.
She scowled when I didn't respond, her expression twisting in frustration. She was used to being cool and sexy, but her true nature was that of a viper with a sharp tongue.
"Hey, Teacher Kang. Are you going to act stupid even in this situation? Don't you see this is an emergency? We need to create a distress signal quickly!"
I snapped back to reality at her scolding. She seemed to think she was stranded. As I understood the message, I realized that the summoned parent perceived this as reality. Even after it ended, they would think it was just a dream. This realization brought me immense catharsis.
I didn't know the exact principle, but this was an incredible coincidence. I could toy with that woman without any consequences. I wasn't foolish enough to miss this opportunity given by heaven.
However, I couldn't simply slap her and give her a stern lecture. Her character profile had items like respect, fear, obedience, and affection—similar to a game's affection system. If I just sought revenge, her fear level would skyrocket, and everything would fall apart.
I wanted to see her not just cowering in fear but genuinely submitting to me with affection. The thought of that insolent woman trembling with shame and flirting with me was exhilarating.
As I savored the moment, she looked at me with disdain, her eyes not recognizing me as a man.
"Hey, Teacher Kang. Don't you hear me? We need to make a distress signal quickly. If the rescue team passes us by, you'll be responsible!"
Ah, her attitude was so arrogant and defiant. Even stranded in the wilderness, she didn't think of herself as the weaker party. The thought of disciplining this impudent woman made my heart race.
First, I needed to establish the hierarchy. I had to make it clear who was in the more difficult position.
"If you're so capable, why don't you do it yourself?"
"... What do you mean?"
"I mean, you should handle the distress signal or whatever. You can do it yourself."
Her eyes chilled, filled with contempt rather than surprise.
But I wasn't my usual self. Here, I had no reason to submit to her. In fact, I was in the superior position. She couldn't hunt or start a fire; all she could do was complain and scold.
On the other hand, I had many advantages. The survival food and tools provided were likely unlocked from the start to allow me to dominate. I sneered at her, announcing, "Let's part ways. I don't want to hear your nagging in this situation. I don't have the confidence to live with a burden like you. From now on, we'll fend for ourselves. Okay?"
As I packed my things to leave, she threatened me in a cold voice, using the same kind of intimidation I often heard at the kindergarten.
"Teacher Kang, can you handle this? It won't do you any good to make me angry."
Yes, her power was formidable. In Seoul, there wasn't a kindergarten director who wouldn't tremble at her presence. She was the Chief Operating Officer of Dae Sung Dairy, the youngest daughter of the Dae Sung Group chairman, controlling the meal services of many kindergartens in Seoul. The group also donated heavily to children's education, making directors fawn over her.
But so what? This wasn't Seoul or a kindergarten. Her threats held no power here.
I laughed at her for the first time, feeling a thrilling sense of transgression. It sent shivers down my spine.
"Ha! Do as you please. I'm not afraid at all."
"You... are you crazy?"
She looked at me with contempt, her gaze icy and cold. She had always been used to ordering people around, and her pride, built over the years, wasn't easily shaken.
But it was okay. Time was on my side. I'd watch how long this proud queen could endure. That would be another form of enjoyable revenge.
I turned around, leaving her behind, feeling her burning gaze on my back.
I set up my own camp not far away. The beach was littered with marine debris like Styrofoam and nets. I used these materials to create a spacious shelter, which felt quite comfortable once finished.
"Wow, my skills haven't faded yet."
The survival skills I learned in Canada were useful after all. It was thanks to those skills that I was hired at First International Kindergarten. My fluent English and French were perfect for charming wealthy mothers.
But there was a reason I earned a high salary. First International Kindergarten was essentially a playground for the wealthy. Besides Han-yeoul, there were many other difficult parents.
Teachers were treated like servants, and any dissatisfaction led to complaints. I often found myself in the principal's office, listening to ear-piercing lectures. If it weren't for the money, I would have quit long ago. The salary was comparable to that of a large corporation, so I endured.
"... That money is a curse."
Yes, money was the enemy. Thinking about it made me angry again. It was the reason I was always in a subordinate position.
My anger turned towards Han-yeoul. Having lived without financial worries her whole life, she seemed even more detestable.
"Hmph. Let her enjoy this opportunity."
I pulled out the survival rations from my backpack, which included biscuits and canned goods. I wouldn't starve, at least.
After eating a simple meal of canned fruit, I decided to check out other educational tools. There was a wooden whip with an oddly sensual design. It seemed more suited for other purposes than punishment.
"... Well, it's called a thrilling whip, after all."
I tested it by slapping my palm, and surprisingly, it didn't hurt much. The whip provided a strange, addictive sensation.
"Hmm. Is this for disciplining that voluptuous body?"
—Slap! Slap!
I repeated the motion, entranced by the sensation. A savage smile spread across my face.