Admitting I've Become a Cult Leader (1)
(1) Rural Areas Lack Entertainment!
- Centered on your location, the nearest 5 villages will be affected by hypnosis.
- For the duration, having sex during leisure time becomes natural common sense in the villages.
- For the duration, you will be considered a member of any village you enter.
(2) I'll Dedicate My Body for the Cult Leader!
- You become the leader of a cult religious group.
- 20 female cult members are recruited. (Details customizable)
- The cult members will gladly dance vulgarly and sing lewd songs for the leader.
- The people from the nearest religious training center will automatically vacate the building, and you and the cult members will hold a lewd revival meeting there for a week.
(3) We're Watching You!
- The secret organization WSC that's watching you right now falls into your hands!
- The moment hypnosis activates, all non-female WSC members will leave the organization.
- For a set time, WSC transforms into a group dedicated to satisfying your lust, redirecting all goals and resources toward that purpose.
"Haa..."
The range had only expanded a tiny bit.
"Is this not a purely physical range... but some slightly broader concept?"
Come to think of it, even when I'd specified "minimum range" last time, one of the options involved "people from the client company"—clearly not connected to that space—getting caught in my hypnosis.
"Whatever, I'll think about that later..."
The reality right in front of me was grim.
'Increasing the range of the next ability is this terrifying...'
I had no desire to test it. One "experiment" had already led to at least 20 people getting raped. I couldn't muster the will to try anything more here.
'Option 1 is out.'
I didn't know if the hypnosis erased even the semen inside them. But after using the first ability, a temporary spike in birth rates in this area wouldn't be all that strange. Kids born unplanned in a place like this—what fate would await them? I didn't want to know.
'Option 2... pass for now.'
No variables. It was straightforward: accept 20 women into a cult-like group verging on rape.
'Still...'
With religion involved, anything could happen without raising eyebrows. But stripping 20 women of their will and raping them wasn't something I could easily accept.
'In the end, once this is over, I need to make the final decision... No, if I'm going to make that decision anyway, there's no need to follow this status window's orders now...'
After agonizing for a moment, I shook my head firmly.
'Don't trust myself too much. Whether I've got the resolve to make that decision... I won't know until the time comes.'
I couldn't bet everything on blind faith in myself and take massive risks. For now, I had to see this through.
'WSC... What the hell is this place? Boy Scouts? Nah, no way.'
Even pulling out my phone to search yielded nothing. I couldn't easily connect those three letters to "watching me."
'But the most likely explanation...'
An organization dedicated to suppressing and tracking sex crimes by psychics like me with mind control powers. If it existed, they might have pieced together clues, ignoring the status window's "hypnosis that erases discomfort."
'It might be nonsense, but...'
Otherwise, why bother surveilling a near-hermit like me? If my hypothesis was right, for my survival, I had to pick 3. Eyes on me meant no peace anywhere.
I made my choice.
"Option 2."
Choose the women to serve the Cult Leader!
1) Small bodies, but love for the leader bigger than anyone's! Cute, adorable young girls not yet fully matured!
2) Pure and beautiful virgins, dedicating the most beautiful moment of their lives to the leader!
3) Devout married women, ready to abandon husbands and children to give their lives for the leader!
"Option 2."
Options 1 and 3 weren't even worth considering. I picked 2 decisively.
A sense of incongruity washed over me. The world had changed.
"...Haa."
The sky remained high and clear, as if all my worries were baseless delusions. As if no one was watching me from the endless forest and mountains in the distance.
I stared at the sky for a long while like that.
As I waited, the sound of a bus rumbled in. A somewhat rustic sound, like a tourist bus.
'Just passing by?'
Deep down, I might have known better. That it couldn't be.
The bus stopped right in front of me. A beautiful woman with disheveled hair, looking a bit anxious, stepped off.
"C-Cult Leader... Hehe. So you're here..."
I knew it. The hypnosis had begun.
Now, I had to become the cult leader.
"Yeah."
"The revival meeting preparations are ready. We'll escort you..."
"Go on ahead. I'll follow."
"But, the b-bus too, we can serve—"
"I don't like anyone else driving my car. Just go first."
"...Yes. Understood, Cult Leader."
She bowed deeply before me. So deeply that her ass peeked out just a bit.
'...'
I got back in my car. The break was over.
Now, it was time to become the cult leader.
"Nice facilities."
The dining hall was clean, the chapel spacious and comfortable, and the dorms roomy. A setup that could house hundreds, used by just over twenty people—it made sense.
Share a hot communion with the followers and get to know each other!
This time, the status window seemed intent on giving me more specific instructions.
'Maybe this is better.'
Better than vague crap like "Become the cult leader!" It gave me clear objectives and actions, which suited me fine.
"Where'd they even find this...?"
In my assigned dorm, a blue robe was already laid out.
'The power of common sense alteration too? This fast?'
If someone had been hypnotized like "Place this robe here and forget all related memories," it wouldn't be weird for it to be "conveniently" prepared.
But my room was just as suspicious. The size was normal, but the furnishings and decorations reeked of cult vibes.
Time-wise, my followers couldn't have set this up, so others must have been hit by the hypnosis separately from the women I'd chosen.
'The influence... is huge.'
I changed into the robe. Shaved off my scruffy beard, washed up. In the mirror, I looked the part of a young cult leader.
"...Time to go."
Once ready, I followed the first woman I'd seen into the room.
A plain room with just mats on the floor. Inside sat women whose eyes dripped with love and reverence.
"You've arrived, Cult Leader!"
Fortunately—or unfortunately—their outfits weren't too revealing yet. They looked like fresh-faced college kids on an MT trip, vibrant and full of energy.
'Well, they'll end up getting fucked by me anyway.'
Seeing their eyes brimming with anticipation, I felt my self-control waver.
'What can you do? If I can't decide, might as well enjoy it.'
If I'd decided to fuck, I'd enjoy it. That was my resolve from the first time the power awakened.
Moping wouldn't reduce the work or ease my guilt. Plus, pussy felt damn good. No point half-assing the enjoyment from midway—better to go all-in from the start.
'Looking at their faces... forcing a pious expression would just make me think 'Did I fuck up?' and wallow in self-loathing.'
"Let's start the orientation. First... you all, why are you here?"
I lowered my voice, muttering like I was testing their resolve, but really I wanted more details on this hypnosis.
"To serve the Cult Leader and receive his grace, obviously!"
"To get pounded deep by the Cult Leader's cock and attain sublime pleasure beyond mere flesh!"
"To devote myself to the Cult Leader's pleasure and become a more valuable person than I am now!"
They raised hands one by one, declaring their ambitions. I had to summon patience not to call them out.
'No, getting pounded by cock and loving it is carnal pleasure... Devoting to my pleasure doesn't make you more valuable...'
That wrapped up the ambitions roughly.
"Everyone, state your names and ages. And if you have a lover or guy you're into. Be completely honest, no doubts. That's an order."
To check for any "off-limits" women, I threw in some intimidation.
'Interfering with pure love is the worst.'
I had no such experience myself, but I had zero desire to split up a sweet young couple in love.
"H-Hngh..."
The disheveled beauty started sobbing in front of me.
'Did I scare them too much?'
"M-My name is... Beon Hyeryeong. Your top devotee, but... but..."
Suddenly, she burst into tears.
"I-I! I couldn't offer my heart fully to the Cult Leader! My soul's purity is lost! I had someone I liked!"
The other devotees began glaring at Beon Hyeryeong with contempt.
'What the hell?'
The mood turned like someone had to die to resolve it. I couldn't handle the bewilderment.
'What do you want from me, you lot!'
I almost yelled it out.