Neurolink System in the Modern World

Chapter 52 Bold Attempt

"Are you heading to the Faculty Department, Mr...?" She asked, her shyness evident in her gaze.

"Zyn. My name is Mr. Zyn," I replied.

"Mr. Zyn? Is that an alias?" She giggled in an adorable manner after learning my name.

I couldn't help but be amused by her cute behavior. My own memories of "school girls" were quite the opposite. Back then,even the not-so-attractive girls treated me like trash. In fact, the less popular ones could be even ruder than the popular girls.

While the popular girls simply ignored me, those less fortunate ones seemed to channel all their frustrations onto me, probably because of my weight and weak personality. It wasn't my fault they were ugly to begin with, but that never seemed to matter to them.

Those ugly girls from my past had a peculiar way of handling things. They would often act a bit 'slutty,' forming their own exclusive group where they'd pick out someone they deemed even less attractive to join their ranks. It was like a bizarre pyramid scheme, but in reverse.

Thinking about it, most of my classmates from back then should be in 12th grade now. Memories of the things they did to me still lingered, and just thinking about it made my blood boil. I couldn't help but entertain the thought of getting back at them someday. Sure, it might be a bit petty, but who could blame me? After all, revenge can be quite the tempting dish.

Back to the topic at hand, I mentally added this girl to my "To Do" list.

"It's my real name," I replied with a grin.

She looked a bit embarrassed and quickly apologized.

"Oh, I'm really sorry, Sir Zyn. I thought it wasn't your real name because of how short it was." She lowered her head in embarrassment.

"It's alright, no problem," I chuckled .

"If you don't mind, Sir , we can take you to the faculty. This school is quite big, so you might get lost," she insisted.

"Sure," I agreed. It seemed like a wise choice to accompany them, considering the size of the school. Plus, the idea of playing "Teacher" with her sparked a curious excitement within me.

"My name is Ayumi, by the way," she smiled at me .

Ayumi seemed quite bold and daring girl, despite her initial shyness and embarrassment. It was clear she was trying to seduce me, and I couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. Thanks to my Intuition skills, I was able to figure her out.

If it had been me in the past, I might have already been a slave to her attention, begging her not to discard me. I really wanted to teach this girl a thing or two about manipulation, but for now, my first priority was getting to the faculty office. I wanted to meet those young sexy teachers , ASAP .

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Ayumi kindly offered to lead me to the faculty office, accompanied by her two friends, Lizy and Ria. Lizy stood out with her mature figure, boasting curves in all the right places. Her black hair, adorned with purple highlights, gave her a somewhat sexy emo look, and the darker shade of lipstick added to her overall delinquent vibe. She was quite the contrast to her more reserved friends.

Ria, on the other hand, presented a more timid appearance. She had brown eyes and hair, her hair cut in a short, shoulder-length style. The glasses she wore added to her studious look. Seeing her alongside Lizy was quite amusing due to their stark differences.

In fact, Ayumi was the most extraordinary-looking among them. She was petite, standing at around 5'3", with a small, delicate frame. However, for some inexplicable reason, her chest seemed to have experienced more growth than her height. It was like all the nutrients In her body got absorbed by her boobs instead! Just imagining my dick in between those soft tities made me excited .

Well, I chuckled to myself, it was a reminder that life had a way of adding its own unique twists and quirks to each person's .

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"So, Mr. Zyn, you're a new licensed teacher, right?" Ayumi struck up a conversation as we walked.

I learned from our chat that she was originally from Japan and had come to Korea due to her father's work. Just the fact that she was Japanese piqued my interest further. In my memory of watching those questionable videos, those girls could be quite spirited and loud in bed. She's a perfect candidate if I plan to do some NTR roleplay.

"How did you figure that out?" I asked, trying to maintain the facade of a kind person.

"Because you look too... too young and han..." Ayumi stuttered, attempting to peek at my face. I couldn't help but savor the sensation of being seen as a high-quality man.

"Hand?" I inquired, feigning ignorance.

"H-handsome," she blurted out, her face turning bright red from embarrassment. Her reaction was rather endearing, and I couldn't help but find it amusing.

"Thank you," I replied with a forced smile.

My goal was Alice, and I couldn't afford any distractions. I was already tempted by this unforeseen interaction. If I didn't stay focused on my mission, I'd get caught up in these 'side quests,' which would derail me.

Ayumi's face displayed a hint of disappointment as I didn't respond more enthusiastically. Little did she know, I had consumed enough romantic comedies to understand the delicate balance of romantic tension.

Acting somewhat disinterested might just fuel her curiosity and attraction further. It was all about timing and pacing, and I was confident I could pick things up when the moment was right.

To be honest, I could have used my skills to expedite my progress with her. I had the power to manipulate minds, after all. But then it dawned on me that I needed genuine experiences if I was going to make Alice fall in love with me again.

"Here we are, Mr. Zyn," Ria chimed in, breaking my momentarily thoughts.