My Profession Is Alphabet Hunter

I'm a pervert.

Wait, that sounds a little weird.

You know, everyone has a kink they can't talk about. Mine is just a little niche, so it makes me seem like a pervert...

I'm an M, pure as they come.

I used to think there was no place for me in this world, until I entered a mysterious scene.

There, I found a petite, violent interrogation freak, a dark-haired control freak, and a gorgeous, wildly combative freak.

Electric shocks, whipping, interrogation, punches that land with a meaty thud.

The best part is, they're all so, so, so good-looking!

I can't take it. I really can't.

It's a feast for both the eyes and the senses!

This place is paradise!

#Don't go easy on me just because I'm a delicate flower, okay?

#Do you even know what you're doing? If not, I'll show you!

#You can't take it after I used just one hand? How can someone at your level be an S?

A few things to know before reading:

1. The female lead really does get excited, but deep down she's a true S. The focus is on a mutually controlling relationship (basically, I control you, you control me (?)).

2. The gist is that she's always trying to train someone, but never manages to train someone capable of training her.

3. If you don't like the character setup, please stop reading. Negative reviews citing this as a reason are not welcome.

Blurb edited on 2024.12.31

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