Chapter 2.6

After calming her embarrassed heart with continuous cups of tea, the real lesson began.

“Then I’ll undress.”

She swallowed hard. The thought of the lewd music vanished.

The teacher started by removing his top.

“Are we observing the upper body again today?”

“No. It would be odd to just take off the pants, so I’m going to undress completely.”

“Oh.”

Wouldn’t being completely n*de be stranger? 

But the teacher’s face seemed so trustworthy that she kept her mouth shut and waited quietly.

The teacher’s movements were slow. He took his time undressing and neatly placed his clothes aside. Watching him made her anxious. She felt like she wanted to strip him quickly out of impatience.

‘Oh, I must be crazy.’

The teacher was undoubtedly skilled. She had never thought like this while looking at someone before.

And finally, the lower body.

The teacher’s belt was undone, and his pants slid down. His underwear must have come down with it as his pelvis was revealed, showing his smooth lower area. There was no hair visible. Whether it was naturally absent or shaved off, she didn’t know, but the sight of his bare skin made her heart feel like it would burst, so she closed her eyes.

“I need to take a deep breath for a moment.”

The sight she had seen as a child was very grotesque. To her, who pursued beauty, g*nitalia fell far short of her aesthetic standards. Though it wasn’t right to call someone’s g*nitalia ugly, back then, she lived only seeing the world’s beautiful things, so it was firmly recognized as something particularly unattractive.

She was afraid that even this angelic man’s g*nitalia might be hideous.

Her confidence plummeted. Struggling to look at the beautiful teacher’s g*nitalia, she wondered how she would ever face her future husband’s. She needed to get past this initial stage to even approach the ‘s*x’ in s*xual relations…

She knew she had to muster courage, but she couldn’t easily open her eyes.

“If it’s difficult to look, would you like to touch it first with your eyes closed?”

“What?”

Touch it?! Wasn’t that skipping too far ahead? Moreover, touching a man’s body with my eyes closed…

Ugh, the thought of Diana’s black blindfold!

The dreadful imagination made her open her eyes reflexively.

And then.

“Wow…”

She was able to confront the perfect body created by God.

Even when she only saw the upper body, it felt like admiring a masterpiece, but when the whole body was revealed, it dazzled her eyes.

There is a story in the scriptures about a beautiful statue that came to life with God’s blessing. She thought it was nonsense, but seeing the teacher made it seem possible.

Perhaps the teacher’s true identity was a statue meticulously crafted by a brilliant sculptor.

It was so beautiful that God breathed life into it.

“Miss?”

“Oh… Yes.”

As she foolishly exclaimed wow, the teacher smiled.

The arrow struck right into her heart. When she touched her chest, it felt numb, but no blood flowed out. It was similar to the feeling when encountering Felix’s magical items.

“If you keep staring like that…”

“Oh! I’m sorry.”

She hurriedly lowered her gaze. Her heart pounded. Even the teacher’s ankles were pale and pretty. As she started from the ankles, her eyes gradually moved upward.

Though the thighs and calves were bulging with muscles, they appeared smooth as if finely sanded with a blood-sweating effort.

She felt there wouldn’t be enough time to describe each part in detail. There was so much to talk about.

So this is what horse thighs are like. 

When Selly mentioned it, she thought it would be grotesque, but in reality, it was awe-inspiring.

She kept expressing such admiration until she reached the final point, where she flinched.

“Ah…”

It felt like she was secretly peeking at a hidden treasure God had concealed. She hadn’t paid attention to the central area because the teacher’s body was overall an artwork, but upon realizing it, her pupils shook violently.

How had I missed that?

It was big and beautiful.

The male g*nitalia in her memory wasn’t that large. She didn’t know what the average size of male g*nitalia was, but that didn’t seem typical.

Could this be the pretty, handsome, and large p*nis Diana had been searching for? 

Erica even had such absurd thoughts.

Moreover, it was the first time she had seen a male reproductive organ in eight years. Back then, she was filled with thoughts of how hideous it was. So she had concluded she would never see one again. Considering how shocking that situation was, her memory might have been distorted.

Or perhaps the teacher’s was so impressive that it blurred the shocking scene.

Once she mustered the courage to look (though the teacher did the unveiling), she was surprised by its size, thickness, and length, but it wasn’t repulsive. Instead, admiration seemed ready to burst forth.

Sweat ran down her back. It wasn’t due to fear. Unlike when she looked at other parts, she felt a peculiar sensation. Her face grew hot, and her lower area twitched.

“Miss, you need to describe it.”

“R-right. I need to describe it.”

How should I express that? 

Her words stuttered.

The g*nitalia had a reddish hue, unlike the pale skin. Especially the gl*ns, which resembled a mushroom cap, had a deeper color. It seemed like it would feel warm to the touch. The scrotum at the root appeared taut yet soft.

“So…”

The teacher’s gaze contained a hint of anticipation. But when she tried to describe its shape aloud, words caught in her throat.

“It’s too lewd.”

She covered her mouth with her hand at the truth that slipped out. She couldn’t hide her innermost feelings before the teacher. They say you can’t lie before God. She felt she understood that sentiment.

Her cheeks heated with embarrassment, and she touched them to cool the warmth.

The teacher, seemingly unashamed, simply smiled.

“I can’t do it.”

“Don’t think too hard about it. It’s just a reproductive organ that every animal on earth has. It’s merely an external protrusion as a human male. It’s not strange.”

Of course, but considering its use, it didn’t appear academically wholesome. She had seen such g*nitalia inserted into the backside right before her eyes. 

If the teacher’s center were to enter me like that…

This damn imagination.

I should stop imagining things except when I’m working.

The imagination that hit her head made her feel reflexively repulsed. It wasn’t that she disliked it; rather, her ethics seemed to be shaken by the thought that she had done something wrong regarding the teacher.

She clutched the hem of her dress and moistened her dry lips with her tongue.

“I’m sorry, but I’ll just observe today.”

“Yes… I understand.”

She felt sorry for the teacher. He had gone through the trouble of undressing, yet she couldn’t properly engage in the lesson due to her childhood trauma.

“Don’t worry. We can proceed slowly.”

How did the teacher understand me so well?

As he gently comforted her, she felt tears welling up.

She considered telling the teacher about her phobia. Actually, because of an incident in her childhood, she feared contact with men and was scared of intercourse. But she found it difficult to bring up that event.

Though it wasn’t her fault, she feared that speaking it aloud would make the incident vividly come alive in her mind.

The teacher dressed again, just as slowly as he had undressed. As his lower body was covered, she could breathe again.