Should I Endure This Even After Seeing It?
Should I Endure This Even After Seeing It?
When I cast Hypnosis on myself, I felt a jolt, like electricity, run through my brain.
It was quite a sting, and my Glabellum naturally furrowed.
If the Hypnosis Tool's power hadn't manifested, I wouldn't have felt it, and if the Hypnosis had worked, I wouldn't have felt such a painful sensation. So, I could conclude that this sensation occurred, but the Hypnosis didn't work.
Therefore, Hypnosis didn't work on me. I could assert that.
After all, the Hypnosis Tool was made for the Hero, so if the Hero were to fall victim to it, what could be more disgraceful?
If physical strength was insufficient, then mental fortitude was clearly necessary.
So, seeing that it didn't work on me, whether it was the Blessing of the Goddess or the remnants of the Game System, in whatever form, I inwardly accepted it as natural.
What I was told to use wasn't because they wanted me to be hypnotized, but simply because they wanted to know how to use it, so I could say it was a huge gain.
Yet, seeing Veronica's reluctant expression, I realized she still hadn't overcome her aversion to this, so I made a suggestion.
Even though Veronica was one of the Heroines, I thought it wouldn't work on her because she was a Saintess.
Honestly, I never thought it would work.
But far from feeling the sting I had felt, she looked at me with eyes that seemed even dizzier than when she had woken up earlier.
The way she exuded that floating, hazy atmosphere, looking as dazed as someone who had been drinking, made my thoughts momentarily halt.
She's a Saintess. In the game, it was exclusively for Flora, so there was nothing I could do, but now it suddenly works like this?
Without any Mental Barrier or anything?
But what worked, worked, and I couldn't tell if it had worked deeply or shallowly, so to gauge the extent, I cautiously opened my mouth and asked.
At first, I intended to dig up secrets she wouldn't normally tell.
But even though she had hidden things, even though there were things she hadn't said, the reason was so truly cute, so lovely, that I couldn't help but let it slide.
"Because you'd dislike it, I won't do it," she said. Where else could such a lovely answer come from?
If she had been sober, she probably would have thought that but not said it aloud. In the first place, she might have feigned ignorance to this question.
I could be sure she was hypnotized, and I hugged her.
With such a cute voice, giving such a cute answer, how could I not hug her?
Normally, she would have a plain voice, but her voice, sounding as if she were feeling light and floating, had become a little cute, making it feel utterly irresistible, so I hugged Veronica and savored her scent.
After that, I became curious.
Not the Veronica I saw in the game, who was sexually ignorant yet noble and dignified, making her the hardest to touch, but this person with her true feelings, who is sexually knowledgeable, tries to push me away, sometimes goes around in circles, is neither noble nor dignified, but occasionally shows a cute side.
Setting aside her appearance, if I only looked at her personality, she couldn't be cuter.
Honestly, when she didn't listen to me and acted as she pleased, I almost got really angry, and I would have tried to make her listen to me somehow, but now that I've seen her cute side, more than all that, I wanted to explore Veronica's body.
Over the hem of her lightly worn clothes, tracing the deeply curved line of her back, I caressed her and whispered into her ear, asking.
"What have you been doing?"
"Ugh, uh. I was, at home..."
Seeing Veronica, who unlike usual, allowed my touch, I felt like I would get an erection any moment, but I tried my best to hold back.
"Were you like an outcast? Didn't you have friends?"
"...I didn't, have friends."
It seemed Veronica didn't have any friends.
It seemed somewhat pitiful, and just as a groan was about to escape me, Veronica's breath, *haat*, tickled my ear.
Perhaps because I was in a position to whisper into her ear, I naturally expected her breath to reach my ear, but as soon as her breath touched me, a *bulkeun* sensation seemed to rise.
As if a sensation once felt could not be erased, it now began to squirm. The shape of my Dick, struggling in my pants, began to take form.
The way it pressed against my thigh and started to grow bigger made me feel quite disgusted with myself.
Even so, I asked cautiously.
Asking the Veronica with her original mind might be rude.
But still, because I wanted to know what she was holding inside, at this very moment. I thought this moment, while she was hypnotized, would be alright, so I opened my mouth.
Was this how Pandora felt?
The feeling of being unable to control her curiosity and opening the Pithos.
"...Why didn't you have them?"
"......"
There was no answer.
Could the Hypnosis have worn off? What if it wore off? Did I cast it too weakly?
Many thoughts flashed through my mind. Still, just as cold sweat began to trickle down my back at the thought that I should adjust her memories at the end of the Hypnosis, my hand landed with a *tuk* on her butt.
Should I just grope her butt like this? The moment I thought that, Veronica let out a groan.
Then she gasped, *eueut*, swallowing her breath, and shed tears.
"Why, didn't I have them?"
"Ha, what happened at school?"
I had thought of gently pressing her, just in a teasing way, but her reaction, as if something terrible had happened, made my hand stop on its own.
If she made such an expression, groping Veronica's body and pressing her would become impossible, so I simply removed my hand and carefully wiped away her tears.
Even when I tried to comfort her, saying "Don't cry," her tears felt uniquely bitter, and my mouth involuntarily closed.
"No..."
Veronica seemed to be recalling something, but she didn't want to recall it.
Should I call it a kind of defense mechanism?
But what did she mean by "no"? Humans are a species where you can't know anything unless they tell you. The inner workings of others are too complex to understand, impossible to open except by the person themselves, and even their words, if not given form, cannot be heard by the heart.
So, my desire to hear something, anything, grew stronger.
Fearing I might touch upon something I shouldn't, I excused myself by promising myself that I would avoid that topic as much as possible in our next conversation, and urged her to answer with my silence.
From Veronica's mouth, which had maintained silence, a small voice flowed out.
In this situation, which had somehow turned into Hypnosis therapy, the small silence was broken.
"I couldn't, leave my room."
"...Why? Because you were scared of outside?"
"Yes."
"Why were you scared?"
"Mom and Dad, fought."
"...What about school?"
"So, I couldn't go to school either."
Wait, what do you mean you couldn't go to school?
There wasn't just one or two things I wanted to pry into, but for now, I had to ask slowly and carefully so that I could remain calm even if I heard shocking stories.
It might be unnecessary meddling. But it's strange, I wondered why she wanted to go home even though her reality was so sad - of course, there's no need to wonder, it must be because the Trauma she gained here was so intense.
But still, I thought it was a bit strange for that to be a reason to want to go home.
Could it be that the memories pulled out by Hypnosis are different from her usual memories?
It's not a Hypnosis that puts one completely to sleep, so I don't know much. I haven't studied Hypnosis, so I don't know.
But if that's true, then I would have broken through the defense mechanism Veronica had built for herself and exposed her inner self.
"What about school, then?"
"Qualification, Exam..."
A hollow sigh, *heo*, escaped me.
I sent a bewildered gaze to her tear-filled eyes.
"...Forget it."
I instructed her as if giving an order.
Wiping away the tears flowing from her eyes, I spoke in a whisper.
Then Veronica gently closed her eyes, entrusting those tears to me.
"Okay. I'll forget."
Her answer was so clear that I also felt a sense of fear that she might truly forget this matter.
Feeling like I had needlessly stirred something up, leaving only an uneasy feeling, I thought of asking another question, or perhaps just changing the mood, so I scanned Veronica's body, which I had laid back on the bed.
"...Does it feel good?"
"Ugh... I, I don't know."
I wondered if the Bujeok I had secretly attached to her back was exerting its power, as her body had been trembling with a start ever since I hugged her, which was cute.
Although her inner thoughts held something not so cute.
"Tell me honestly."
"A, a strange feeling... My head feels strange..."
"Really? ......Is there anything difficult here?"
"Ugh, di, difficult things..."
I realized that her current life had already been difficult.
I wondered how a child could be unable to go to school because of parental fights, and it was truly regrettable that someone who had lived such a tragic life, which I had only seen on TV, was here.
Therefore, if she had lived a difficult life, if her current life was like that, I wanted to make her life here a little more comfortable, so I asked, and Veronica's words followed.
"The girls keep, suspecting me, and it's hard. I'm not interested in Kylon, so I have no intention of flirting..."
"Haha..."
Well, I suppose it's understandable, as women's psychological battles are inherently scarier than men's.
But I didn't particularly want to hear her true feelings after that, so only a dry laugh escaped me.
"No intention of flirting," she said. It made me think she was completely uninterested, and that I was outside her sphere of interest, which made a stubborn resolve rise in me, so I moved my hand roughly.
"Was I really that unattractive?"
"Haah, Ky, Kylon...!"
Hearing her voice, rising cutely as she called my name, my erection wouldn't stop. The groans that followed were a bonus, and I felt like I could ejaculate Cooper's fluid at any moment.
Touching her sensitive body while she was in a shallow, floating-like Hypnosis was the best way to cleanse my nearly exhausted mind, but the time to test my patience, "Should I endure even after seeing this?", was approaching, making me feel like my mind would become exhausted again.