Chapter 37
Having slept in later than usual because she was tired, Dokgo Ryeong first checked the color of her hair.
‘…Light pink.’
Lately, she had gradually grown accustomed to her body.
Whenever lust welled up inside her, her hair lightened and turned pink. When she was calm, it was red.
She had yet to see it turn any lighter than pink, but it usually returned to its original color after half a shichen (one hour).
But today, even after waking up, her hair was still light pink, and Dokgo Ryeong found herself feeling a little conflicted.
‘…Is this because of what happened last night…?’
The moment she recalled it, Dokgo Ryeong felt her face flush again, so she quickly tried to forget the memory.
She got up, straightened her bedding, and looked around. Realizing no one was there, she found it strange.
‘…Where did they go?’
Just as Dokgo Ryeong was about to leave the cabin, Baekri Sohyeon came in.
“Oh, Blockhead.”
“Did you sleep well, Ryeong?”
“…Yeah.”
“Good, then.”
Baekri Sohyeon smiled brightly, but there was something about her smile that made Dokgo Ryeong uneasy.
She couldn’t help recalling how, last night, she’d been masturbating alone and thought she saw Baekri Sohyeon looking right at her.
‘…Was she not asleep?’
Dokgo Ryeong stared at Baekri Sohyeon for no reason, but she didn’t so much as flinch.
“…Why are you blocking the way?”
“Oh. You just woke up—are you thirsty? Want some water?”
“Sure. I was about to get some anyway, but you’re blocking the way.”
“Here you go.”
Dokgo Ryeong eyed the water Baekri Sohyeon handed her suspiciously.
“…You didn’t put something in it again, like last time?”
“Heh… Heheh… Why would I do that?”
“Oh? Sounds like there is something in it after all.”
“I-it’s medicinal herbs!”
“Huh?”
Baekri Sohyeon answered Dokgo Ryeong in a fluster.
“I-it seemed like you couldn’t sleep at night because of us! S-so I mixed in a little something to restore your vitality.”
“…”
Still suspicious of Baekri Sohyeon’s explanation, Dokgo Ryeong handed the water back to her.
“You try it first.”
“…Don’t you trust me, Ryeong?”
“No. I don’t.”
“Hiiing… Fine.”
Baekri Sohyeon drank half the water first, then handed it back. Only then did Dokgo Ryeong feel reassured enough to drink.
“…From now on, I’m going to do this every time.”
“Okay….”
“So, what are we doing today?”
“Oh! Today, we’re going to go over everything you’ve learned one last time, and see how much you’ve picked up.”
“Fine. Let’s get it over with quickly, then talk about the Sun-Shooting Sword Art.”
“Ah….”
Baekri Sohyeon looked troubled again.
“Hey, Blockhead. You’re acting really suspicious today.”
“Ah… N-no…. Th-there’s one more thing to teach you today….”
“Then we can talk after that’s done, right?”
“…I wonder if we’ll have time to talk afterward….”
“What?”
“Ah… No! Right, let’s get started.”
“…”
Baekri Sohyeon was acting very strange today.
And Dokgo Ryeong’s ominous feeling turned out to be right.
A little later, after Baekri Sohyeon and Eun Gwan-yeong finished their etiquette lesson, Dokgo Ryeong realized the truth as soon as Wi Ilcheong came in and spoke.
Ah, fuck.
So that was it.
That was why I had a bad feeling.
“I’ll be conducting today’s lesson.”
*
Wi Ilcheong entered the cabin and stood behind Baekri Sohyeon, who was now naked, gripping her shoulders as he spoke.
“I intend to teach Miss Dokgo about the female body.”
“…Lust Demon.”
“Yes, Miss Dokgo?”
“Until now, I thought I needed etiquette lessons from the Hao Sect and Blockhead, so I accepted their instruction.”
“Yes.”
“…But why the fuck do I need this now?”
“Hmm… There are several reasons. But you have a point, Miss Dokgo. It would make the lesson easier if you understood why you need it.”
The first thing Wi Ilcheong said was strange.
“Miss Dokgo, do you know how babies are made?”
“Huh?”
“Give me a specific answer. What happens, and how are they born?”
“Uh….”
Dokgo Ryeong tilted her head.
“I dunno.”
“Haa… I thought so.”
Watching Wi Ilcheong raise one hand to cover his eyes, Dokgo Ryeong wondered what was going on.
That was because Dokgo Ryeong had never once received sex education.
She’d thought that a baby just appeared after a man and woman who loved each other spent a few nights together, through some kind of supernatural intervention.
Maybe the North Star shone especially brightly, or the Old Man Under the Moon appeared in a dream, and so on.
Having never once been with a woman, and having spent a childhood as an orphan caught up in one battle after another, Dokgo Jin had no way of knowing.
“…When I meet Elder Dokgo Jin someday, I’ll have to ask him to buy me a drink.”
“Why are you suddenly bringing that up…!”
“A baby is the result of a union of yin and yang.”
“Uh…?”
Dokgo Ryeong’s thoughts ground to a halt.
“No, I mean….”
“I’ve misunderstood you a great deal, Miss Dokgo. To be honest, I thought Elder Dokgo Jin, or your mother whom I haven’t had the chance to meet, would have explained all this to you.”
“Y-you’re saying a baby comes from that lewd act?”
“See? You’re calling the union of yin and yang lewd without a second thought.”
Wi Ilcheong pointed at the many scars on Baekri Sohyeon’s lower abdomen.
“Do you know what’s here?”
“…The lower dantian.”
“That’s incorrect. Martial artists call this the lower dantian, but there’s actually an organ here where a baby can grow. That’s why women develop their lower dantian earlier than men.”
“Huh? But…”
As Dokgo Ryeong clutched her head in confusion, Wi Ilcheong explained patiently.
“…That’s why Miss Baekri can’t have children. The organ inside her was damaged.”
“That’s what you meant?”
“…It seems you’d misunderstood.”
“No… I just… You know….”
Until now, Dokgo Ryeong had only understood that Baekri Sohyeon couldn’t have children because her body was damaged. She hadn’t known the specific reason.
“Haa… Elder Dokgo Jin has a lot to answer for.”
“…”
“Normally, parents only explain this after their child’s marriage has been arranged. But I’ll take the liberty of explaining it to you now, Dokgo Ryeong.”
“No… I mean, what the fuck… Why…”
“When we reach Tianzhu, I’ll take your virginity. And I’ve studied the Sunü Jing.”
Wi Ilcheong raised his right hand.
“Let’s say this right hand is yang energy. Yang represents men, the sun, and vitality. In contrast…”
Wi Ilcheong lowered his left hand.
“This left hand is yin energy. Yin represents women, the moon, and death.”
“I know that much, you bastard.”
“No, Miss Dokgo. You don’t understand any of it.”
Wi Ilcheong placed one hand over the other as he spoke.
“It is the natural order of things for men and women to desire one another. In that process, yin and yang harmonize and form the Taiji. Zhang Sanfeng developed this into a martial art.”
“…The Taiji Sword Art. The Wudang Sect.”
“Yes. But even without such an exalted tradition, people are always seeking harmony between yin and yang.”
Wi Ilcheong made a circle with the thumb and index finger of his left hand, then demonstrated thrusting the index finger of his right hand between them.
“A union of yin and yang, the pleasures of the bedchamber, or, crudely put, ‘fucking’—that’s what these are.”
“It couldn’t be more lewd…”
“That’s exactly the misconception, Miss Dokgo!”
Wi Ilcheong suddenly raised his voice, making Dokgo Ryeong shrink back in surprise.
“Why are you shouting…?”
“It’s natural for a man and woman who cherish each other to desire one another’s bodies! The pleasure that comes from it is a blessing from Heaven!”
“B-but… I…”
“The Sunü Jing I practice is about men and women reaching the greatest pleasure together and restoring each other’s true qi! Do you understand, Miss Dokgo?”
Wi Ilcheong leaned closer, and Dokgo Ryeong blushed in surprise.
“W-what…?”
“It’s perfectly natural for a man to be overcome with lust when he sees a beautiful woman, and the same goes for a woman. There’s no need to be embarrassed.”
“…”
“And life itself is born from the union of yin and yang between two people who cherish each other. What could be more noble…?”
As Wi Ilcheong smiled with satisfaction, Eun Gwan-yeong and Baekri Sohyeon clapped beside him.
“That’s right… And the process is so wonderful, too.”
“Yeah, I’m jealous….”
“…This is ridiculous.”
Wi Ilcheong composed himself again and addressed Dokgo Ryeong.
“Miss Dokgo.”
“What?”
“You masturbated last night, didn’t you?”
“Uh… Huh?!”
“I knew all about it.”
“Ah… No… I…!”
Dokgo Ryeong blushed, flustered.
But seeing her like that, Wi Ilcheong soothed her with a benevolent smile.
“There’s no need to be embarrassed. It’s a natural thing to do.”
“No… Fuck… I…”
“Miss Eun, have you ever masturbated?”
“I have. I’ve never met anyone who hasn’t….”
“And you, Miss Baekri?”
“I have too. The only people I can imagine not doing it are Shaolin monks, though I bet even they do it in secret…”
Baekri Sohyeon and Eun Gwan-yeong openly admitted to masturbating, leaving Dokgo Ryeong confused.
“Uh… So… this is natural?”
“Yes, that’s right, Miss Dokgo.”
“But…”
“You can stop denying it, Miss Dokgo. You already know the answer, don’t you?”
When Wi Ilcheong’s hand touched her head, Dokgo Ryeong’s shoulders tensed.
His gentle voice rang in her ear.
“It felt good, didn’t it?”
“Hh…!”
“You couldn’t control the pleasure welling up inside you, could you?”
“N-no….”
“You can be honest with me, Miss Dokgo.”
To help Wi Ilcheong persuade her, Eun Gwan-yeong pressed close and gently nibbled Dokgo Ryeong’s other ear.
“Hah!”
“Miss Dokgo… Were you thinking of my touch?”
“N-no…!”
Baekri Sohyeon delivered the final blow.
Gently cupping Dokgo Ryeong’s cheeks, Baekri Sohyeon told her the truth.
“Ryeong, you know what?”
“W-what?!”
“When your lust wells up, your hair turns pink.”
Baekri Sohyeon lifted a lock of Dokgo Ryeong’s hair and held it in front of her eyes.
“Such a pretty shade of pink.”
“Th-this is…!”
“Heheh, Ryeong, you talk so rough, but your body’s honest. It’s so cute.”
“Ngh…!!”
Looking at Dokgo Ryeong’s face, red enough to burst, Wi Ilcheong spoke.
“Miss Dokgo, as I said before, it’s natural for lust to well up. But if you don’t know how to deal with it properly, you’ll keep getting into difficult situations. That’s why I arranged this lesson today.”
“W-what…?”
“Miss Baekri.”
“…Yeah.”
Baekri Sohyeon leaned against the wall and spread her legs, clearly exposing her vulva.
Wi Ilcheong placed a hand on Baekri Sohyeon’s buttocks and pointed to her genitals as he spoke.
“So I’ll teach you everything myself, step by step. Since you’ll be spending your first night with me, you need to get used to lewd things beforehand.”
“Y-you crazy bastard!”
“And it’s perfectly fine for you to keep masturbating. But it might be awkward if you’re caught, so if you tell us when you plan to do it, we can…”
“Kyaaaah!!!”
As Dokgo Ryeong began to thrash around, Eun Gwan-yeong grabbed her from behind.
“Ah! You mustn’t thrash around like that.”
“Y-you lewd bastards!”
“I’m telling you, that’s a misunderstanding. Now, look. This plump, raised flesh here…”
“It feels even better if you gently rub that part with your finger.”
“Ryeong, if you softly stroke this little bump here…”
“It’s best to wait until you’re more accustomed to the act before inserting a finger, but you’re already wet enough, Miss Dokgo…”
Amid the flood of information, Dokgo Ryeong soon passed out from embarrassment.
The three of them looked at one another as they gazed down at the unconscious Dokgo Ryeong.
“Miss Baekri, how much aphrodisiac did you give her?”
“…About the same as last time?”
“Haa… Next time, let’s cut it in half. Miss Dokgo seems more talented than I expected. To faint from just a conversation…”
“She’s harder to teach than I thought….”
“But she seems to have a talent for it. Even while embarrassed, she kept looking right where I was pointing.”
“Yeah… I could feel Ryeong’s eyes on me the whole time.”
“There’s still plenty of time, so let’s teach her slowly.”
“…That aside, Brother Wi.”
Baekri Sohyeon tugged on Wi Ilcheong’s sleeve with an expectant look.
“…When I gave Ryeong that aphrodisiac earlier, I ended up taking about half of it myself…”
“I see… I thought you seemed rather wet. I should have been more considerate.”
“Ah! Let me join in too!”
“The sailors shouldn’t come by for the next two shichen (four hours), so let’s enjoy ourselves now.”
“Yes!”
The three of them moved the unconscious Dokgo Ryeong to a corner. Before long, they were stripped down, exploring one another’s bodies.
The deeper they went, the more certain the two women became.
They needed to teach Dokgo Ryeong a lot, and quickly.
The two of them weren’t enough to keep up with Wi Ilcheong.