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  How to Train Someone Else's Girlfriend (Revised)

"Huh?"

She seemed visibly flustered, likely due to the sudden cold tone.

It was understandable, given the abrupt change in attitude after being at a loss just moments ago.

"I think you're misunderstanding something."

I almost got caught up in the atmosphere in an instant.

I hadn't done anything wrong.

If seduction was a sin, then the person who was seduced was also guilty.

We weren't simply perpetrator and victim.

We were more like accomplices trying to make better choices for each other.

"This wasn't just for my own pleasure."

The eye level that had matched perfectly until just now changes.

Yumin's head, which had been facing me, gradually rises.

There was no need to put on an angry expression.

Simply stating the obvious facts indifferently is more effective.

I'd encountered similar situations before.

When dating in real life, emotionally pushy girlfriends were always formidable opponents.

They're always ready to cry and draw attention by shouting in the streets.

All they do is appeal to emotions while sitting on the ground.

But this was surprisingly effective.

As people start murmuring, you naturally become intimidated and apologize even though you've done nothing wrong.

The girlfriend stops crying as soon as you apologize and counters with "What did you do wrong?"

From the moment you admit fault, it's a series of apologies, the start of a submissive relationship.

Having been through this countless times, a natural countermeasure came to mind.

It was wisdom squeezed out by the instinct that I couldn't just keep getting fooled stupidly.

"Was I the only one who enjoyed it? I don't understand why you're acting like this when we both had fun."

It's foolish to counter a woman's sensibility with a man's reason.

If she comes at you emotionally, you have to respond with emotion as well.

However, it was important to mix in reason, otherwise it would just be a kindergarten-level argument.

"Yumin, I like you too. But it makes me sad when you act like this."

"Ah, no, I..."

"I know, are you afraid of being abandoned? I'm telling you I won't do that."

You must never apologize.

While putting words of understanding on your tongue, you need to take control.

"B-but..."

I could understand Yumin's feelings.

It was understandable to feel anxious when a relationship that had existed since before becoming an academy cadet disappeared overnight.

'But that's that.'

I didn't enter this novel to play along with the dating games of 20-year-olds.

I came to manipulate it by changing those games to my liking.

"Okay, what do you want to say?"

You need to be forceful yet considerate.

You shouldn't get angry, but create an atmosphere that says 'I want to resolve this through conversation with you.'

In relationships, what determines who's in charge isn't gender or tears.

The person who controls the conversation is the one in charge and the owner.

"J-just... I..."

Yumin looked like she was about to burst into tears with just a little more pushing.

Since it's difficult to continue a conversation once crying starts, I needed to soothe her now.

"It's okay, you can speak slowly."

You have to let them taste the sweetness of being able to wait anytime to prevent crying.

It was right to tame gradually while appropriately giving carrots and sticks.

"...T-Taeyang, you... are p-popular..."

Yumin looked at me with a tearful voice and moist eyes.

The hearts of 20-year-old women are all the same. Not just women, but people's hearts in general.

If you suddenly meet another man and cheat, but then find out that man is very popular?

She must have imagined that she could be discarded like a disposable item at any time.

There was nothing in this world as effective at ruining relationships as imagination.

'That's why she came home.'

To erase the doubts she was thinking of.

To find assurance that I wouldn't abandon her.

She must have deliberately mentioned "other women" to act out the role of a magnanimous woman.

With this much open-mindedness, this much understanding, would I abandon her? Her?

It was an obvious thought.

This wasn't a situation I was experiencing for the first or second time.

How to deal with it? I knew it well enough to be jaded.

"Come here."

I gently embraced Yumin and patted her.

"Sob... hic... Taeyang..."

The way she burst into tears as soon as she was in my arms was all too familiar.

It was also evidence that we were following the most ideal steps for taming.

"It's because I'm not mentally prepared yet."

You must never utter words like "I like you" or "I love you" here.

If people receive certainty, they feel reassured, and when they feel reassured, they become lax.

You have to plant a seed of potential abandonment to prevent them from becoming lax.

They're always tense, watching the other person's reactions and trying to show only their best side.

'Just make her think this is love.'

There are various forms of love.

Love where you love with a pure heart and become comfortable with each other.

Noble love that goes beyond trust and faith to devotion.

All of these were far from the love I pursued.

'Love that trembles with anxiety and pants with affection.'

Perhaps I entered Baek Taeyang's body because I pursued this form.

"I have no intention of abandoning you, and nothing to make you anxious will happen."

Every time this sweet poison seeps into Yumin's ears, her crying stops.

Her reddened eyes were looking up at me.

She's moving away from the essence, deceived by sweet words pleasant to hear.

"But if you don't listen like this, it really becomes troublesome."

"I-I'll listen well, Taeyang, okay? I really won't do this anymore from now on..."

"How can I believe those words?"

Reverse the situation.

Words of complaint demanding I choose her turn into pleas not to abandon her.

"Th-that, I, I'll..."

The image of confidently grabbing my dick from earlier was long gone.

Only a small girl remained, starved for love and wanting to maintain a good relationship with the first man she slept with.

I could have waited quietly to see what she would say, but time was precious.

"Give yourself to me."

Many words weren't necessary. Short sentences and deep kisses fill everything.

We mix tongues, lick teeth, and share saliva as if our breath might stop.

Make her feel love not by speaking it out loud, but inside her mouth.

"I'll... give myself... I'll give everything... Please believe me..."

The face of a dazed, enchanted female appears.

A pitiful appearance saying she'll let me take everything, just pick her up.

This is our love and the only way you can stay with me.

Now all that was left was to make her head go blank so she couldn't think of anything else.

I stroke Yumin's hair slowly while lowering my pants.

While stroking, I make her lower her body and gently press my dick against her cheek.

"You know how to give yourself, right?"

"Yes... yes... I know..."

Empty the eyes filled with sadness and fill them with hungry love and sexual desire.

Yumin opening her mouth wide to suck is proof of love and a measure of affection.

"If you keep doing this, I'll believe you."

She nods her head earnestly while making choking sounds, even though it must be painful with my dick touching the back of her throat.

She answers by blinking her eyes while tightly squeezing her mouth pussy.

I can see tears flowing down her face, rolling over her cheeks and into her lips.

Sadness eventually seeped into love and disappeared.

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"Why!!!!! Why!!!!! Why!!!!! Why won't things go my way!"

A man continued to destroy things by throwing or smashing all the objects on the desk.

After repeating this for about five minutes, he stopped destroying things when his hands swelled up like dough.

"Because I can't observe, I don't know what's happening, so I can only summon monsters!"

If he had known the situation a little more, if he could have at least grasped the surrounding characters, he wouldn't have just poured out monsters.

He would have turned the surroundings into a dungeon or trapped Baek Taeyang alone, but he couldn't see anything.

The man kept muttering or thinking while tearing at his hair.

"Where did it go wrong? This has never happened before... Everything went weird after bringing that guy in!"

How can he possess Baek Taeyang! Why! Why! He kept shouting in a space where he was alone.

In a space without a single light, an old monitor was the only source of light.

"I'm... I'm a god... why like this..."

Wondering if there was any way, he even posted on the internet.

Thinking someone might solve his question, how long does he have to listen to only his own worries.

The man agonized and screamed. At this rate, there was a high possibility that the ending wouldn't go in the direction he wanted.

The cover that had "Academy Pure Love Diary" written on it was gradually aging.

Although it was still crisp like a freshly printed hardcover now, it was only a matter of time before it would be replaced.

"How is this the world I changed... Baek Taeyang! Baek Taeyang! Baek Taeyang everywhere!"

Internet news was constantly producing articles about Baek Taeyang.

Even to the man, he had a handsome face, a sculpted body, and on top of that, powerful strength - he had everything.

It was impossible for him not to be popular.

"I want to send this bastard to hell somehow!"

[Ding! An answer has arrived.]

"Oh... oh!"

Just then, an answer arrived. The man moved his fat body as nimbly as possible towards the monitor.

After a few clicks, the answer window appeared, and as soon as he saw it, he slammed the keyboard.

"What is this...! Did I ask for this kind of answer...!"

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[My novel isn't going the way I want] - PureLoveDiaryAuthor

-This is PureLoveDiaryAuthor's 12th worry post-

The novel doesn't listen to me... Isn't the author God?

I really can't believe this... Why won't it write according to my will?

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Answer to [My novel isn't going the way I want] - Pia-chan

What? ㅋㅋ The author is invincible, the reader is God.

What nonsense are you saying ㅋㅋ I can see what kind of writing you're doing just by looking~

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His jowls trembled. This was the first time he had been this angry since yesterday.

"You think I live for more important things...!"

He had to erase Baek Taeyang from this novel quickly.

"April is when field training starts..."

He looked at the calendar. Although he couldn't see the detailed situation, he could create dangerous situations as much as he wanted.

"You think you're any different...?"

There would be no forgiveness.