Chapter 2
Chapter 2
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 2
Chapter Title: Married Woman Linia
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Two days had passed since Hypno began staying at Glenn and Linia's house.
"It's fine if I stay here as long as I want, right?"
"Of course."
"Stay whenever you like."
Glenn and Linia accepted Hypno's words as if they were the most natural thing in the world.
For the past two days, Hypno had focused entirely on recovering his strength.
Three days of shipwreck survival.
The fatigue built up in his body couldn't be fully erased by just one plate of soup.
"It's only natural that you answer my questions truthfully, right?"
"Hehe, what a silly question. What do you want to know?"
While Glenn was out hunting, Hypno asked Linia all sorts of things.
The first was the name of this world.
Sometimes isekai worlds had specific names.
But Linia tilted her head at the question.
From her reaction alone, Hypno figured this world didn't have a particular name.
"Isn't the Middle World just... the Middle World? It doesn't really have a name..."
"Oho."
It seemed like a worldview with multiple worlds, none pinned to a single overarching name.
"Tell me more details."
"Sure. There are three worlds, right? The Divine Realm where the gods live, the Human Realm where we live, and the Demon Realm where the demonkin reside."
According to Linia, the Middle World sat between the Demon Realm and the Human Realm.
The Divine Realm was home to gods who bestowed blessings upon humans, while demonkin in the Demon Realm tempted humans, granting them power or toying with them.
The Demon Realm and Divine Realm opposed each other, with demon kings emerging or heroes being summoned to battle in the Middle World.
'A real fantasy world.'
Hypno also learned about the forest they were in and the kingdom from Linia.
The spot where Hypno now stayed was within the Beast Forest, inside the kingdom of Midin—one of the nations on the central continent.
Beast Forest was teeming with beasts, so hunters like Glenn often settled there.
Glenn and Linia sustained themselves by selling hunted meat and hides to a nearby village at the forest's edge.
On the second day of his stay here.
Having organized the information from Linia in his mind, Hypno asked,
"Where's the village, by the way?"
"It's easy to get lost if you don't know the way, but it's not far on foot. Head east from Beast Forest, and it'll appear right away. If you want to go, I can guide you."
Linia's kind offer to show him.
Thanks to Hypno's hypnosis, she saw it as simple hospitality since he could stay as long as he wished.
"Ah, I'll ask you later then. I want to stay here a bit longer for now."
"Do as you like. Oh, I need to make lunch. Hehe, rest easy."
Linia rose from her chair and left the room.
And once more, Hypno's gaze locked onto Linia's plump, full hips, just like on the first day.
"Gulp..."
He had escaped a life-threatening crisis.
His gnawing hunger was sated, vitality returning to his body—and with it, his libido, which he'd had no chance to indulge amid the urgency.
No, perhaps escaping that dire situation had amplified it.
The pent-up lust, unvented even through masturbation, surged stronger than ever.
Compounding that were two straight days feasting his eyes on Linia's alluring figure.
He didn't know this world's age of adulthood yet, but Linia looked at least in her thirties.
Yet her unique feminine charms—and the fact that she was a married woman—stoked Hypno's twisted fetishes, boiling his desires to a frenzy.
'But...'
Hypno harbored warped tastes from his hypnosis erotica.
Still, he had a conscience.
He didn't want to do anything harsh or hurtful to Glenn and Linia, who had saved his life.
But damn, she was hot.
Linia was really turning him on.
Breasts and hips rivaling a gravure idol.
A soft, gentle beauty.
The "married woman" attribute hammered home again.
It all fueled his cravings further.
And when that urge peaked...
'...Wait.'
Hypno had a flash of inspiration.
'Making them sad isn't the point. I can just make them happy, right? That'd repay their kindness too—with my abilities.'
Absolute Hypnosis.
The target obeyed him unconditionally.
But what exactly did "absolute obedience" entail?
Hypno wanted to test that first.
"Oho."
Hypno hadn't checked his status window in two days.
For some reason, his points had risen to 3.
But points could wait.
Hypno pulled up the Absolute Hypnosis description and wished for more details.
A supplementary explanation appeared alongside the original.
"Ooooh!"
The added text described exactly what Hypno craved.
Changes to memory, senses, mind, values, emotions, desires via hypnosis.
In other words, he could dictate what made the target happy or sad to his whims.
"Heh, heh heh, heh heh heh...!"
A lecherous grin spread across Hypno's face.
His twisted fetishes promised dual delights.
One: Repaying Glenn and Linia's life-saving grace by making them happy.
Two: Doing whatever he pleased with the delectable, ripe Linia from now on.
'I'll make you both happy. You bet.'
Anticipation for the "repayment" to come kept Hypno rock-hard.
'Better repay them sooner than later!'
Hypno sprang into action.
A noble urge to repay their kindness mingled with primal lust, spurring him on.
He left the room, entered the living area, and headed straight to the adjoining kitchen without pause.
There, Linia was preparing lunch.
"Linia."
"Hm? What's up? Craving something specific?"
"No, actually... You've done so much for me, and it feels wrong not to show my gratitude."
"Hehe, gratitude? We help each other in tough times."
"Still, it won't sit right with me. That wouldn't be fair, would it? I feel so thankful, but if I don't express it properly... And it would be weird for you not to accept it fully."
"...You're right."
Linia paused briefly, then nodded.
Hypno reached out toward her.
"So, let me convey this heartfelt gratitude to you, Linia."
His hand touched her shoulder.
"Um... what are you doing?"
She questioned the sudden hand on her shoulder.
Hypno flashed a bright smile and declared confidently,
"What else? Expressing my thanks. Touching your body like this is the most natural way to show gratitude, right?"
"Ah... Aah, of course. What was I thinking? Why'd it seem weird? Mmm~ But now's a bit inconvenient..."
"Why's that?"
"I do want to receive your thanks... but I'm in the middle of cooking. Sorry, really... Could we do it later?"
Not revulsion at being touched, but a practical issue with lunch prep—she suggested postponing.
'Aah... That's it.'
Her seamless acceptance of his actions as everyday normalcy excited Hypno even more.
His commands integrating into her life as utterly natural swelled his sense of superiority and satisfaction.
But he had no intention of backing down.
"Then keep cooking, Linia. I'll just express my thanks without getting in your way."
"Oh, really? But if I'm receiving thanks, I should do it properly..."
"No, I want to give them sooner rather than later."
"Hehe, you're such a diligent person, Hypno. Fine then, I need to finish cooking... so go ahead and thank me."
"You got it!"
Linia turned her back to him, picked up a kitchen knife, and started chopping ingredients.
"Hum~ hum~."
She hummed as usual, resuming cooking without a hint that their exchange was odd.
"Gulp..."
Hypno's eyes zeroed in on her swaying hips again.
But this time, he didn't stop at staring.
The recent conversation brimmed him with confidence.
Unshakable faith in his power.
Belief it could never fail.
His hand extended toward Linia's luscious rear.
Squeeze.
Hypno gripped her hip through her skirt.
'Ugh...!'
The sensation traveled from his hand, up his arm, straight to his brain.
A woman's ass—real, tangible, begging to be kneaded.
Even through fabric, Linia's firm, bouncy cheeks felt incredible.
Overwhelmed by the vivid texture, Hypno glanced at her.
"Hum hum~."
Linia cooked on unfazed.
"..."
Testing, Hypno kneaded her ass a few more times.
Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze.
Deliberate, intentional gropes.
Yet Linia showed no dislike, rejection, or refusal.
"L-Linia."
"Yes? What is it, Hypno?"
"I-I'm kneading your ass right now."
"Yes, I know. I can feel your gratitude."
She smiled warmly at him as always.
A disconnect defying all common sense.
That thrill stoked his lust further.
"Gulp... C-Can I knead more? Lots... even more thanks for you, Linia."
"Hehe, you're really diligent. Wanting to thank me that much."
"You're my lifesavers—Glenn and you. I can never thank you enough."
"Aah, true."
"Yes! And... gulp."
Hypno grinned slyly and added,
"R-Receiving thanks feels good, right? Fills your heart up."
"...It does. Receiving thanks feels wonderful. Aah, your gratitude is warming my heart right now."
"Really?"
Squeeze, squeeze—Hypno worked her cheeks harder.
Linia smiled more fulfilled than usual at his actions.
"Of course. Just now... it even makes me prouder."
"I'm glad. Seeing you happy makes thanking you worthwhile. But... my gratitude toward you both is... endless, Linia. So... I'll keep giving it. Not just with hands... I'll use my whole body to thank you."
"Oh my, that much thanks. You're truly diligent."
"Like I said, you're my lifesavers."
"Hehe, getting your constant thanks... makes me happy too."
Receiving thanks was a fulfilling, pleasurable act.
Thus, Linia purely enjoyed the "receiving thanks" itself.
Seeing her smile at his gratitude...
Hypno's cock throbbed harder, blood rushing fiercely.
"Then... I'll keep thanking you, Linia."
"Yes, please do, Hypno."
Linia continued cooking.
And Hypno kept groping her ass from behind.