Home Visit
After leaving the infirmary, Hypno spoke with Mika, collected the reward for the goblins he had slain, then chose a table inside the Adventurer’s Guild that gave him a clear view of her and sat down.
There he spent the time quietly watching Mika.
Now and then he glanced around the guild hall, treating himself to the sight of female adventurers in their snug outfits, yet he never cast a Hypnosis Wave to seize one of them right then and there.
Unexpectedly, he had stepped back for Tonia’s “rehabilitation.”
But that had only been an unforeseen turn of events.
Until he claimed Mika today, Hypno intended to keep his balls heavy with every drop of semen he could save.
Waiting like this is surprisingly nice.
If it had been ordinary waiting—like standing around for a carriage—he would have been bored out of his mind.
But this was different.
“Ah… aah…”
The fact that Hypno could see Mika so well meant Mika could see him just as clearly from her post.
The goods-reception desk was never particularly busy; Navi had found her there without trouble. Most of the work was simply logging delivery requests. Collecting or processing bounties for the monster-hunting quests that most adventurers took was handled by the other receptionists.
H-he’s watching me…! D-did I mess up again?
Mika fretted under his constant gaze.
Only yesterday she had committed the “outrageous, irreversible rudeness” of mistaking Navi and Hypno for lovers.
If she had somehow offended him again here…
H-how am I supposed to a-apologize…!
Anxiety twisted her stomach into knots.
And Hypno simply beamed at the anxious girl.
Women of this other world already averaged high on looks, so even a beauty like Mika looking so flustered was pure entertainment for him.
That trembling, nervous look is perfect seasoning for a rape or training scene.
She wasn’t a woman he loved—just a woman who owed him an “apology”—so he felt no pity, only enjoyment.
At last Mika’s shift ended.
After handing over to the next goods receptionist, she hurried over to Hypno’s table with quick little steps.
Her face was pale with nerves.
She swallowed hard, then asked,
“D-did I do something rude again…?!”
“No. I was just watching. Since I’m dropping by your place today anyway, I figured I’d wait.”
“I-I see… Haa…”
Relief flooded her when she realized she hadn’t committed another offense.
“J-just a moment, please!”
She spun away from Hypno, disappeared into the room behind the reception desks, and reappeared a short while later dressed like an ordinary village girl instead of a guild receptionist.
When she approached, Hypno rose from his seat.
“Heh heh heh. Lead the way, then.”
“Y-yes!”
He followed Mika out of the Adventurer’s Guild and into the streets.
Orange evening light painted all of Zenid a deep red.
As they walked, Mika glanced back at him, fidgeting.
“U-um… um… b-before we go home… c-could we buy some food?”
“Of course.”
With his permission she headed for a nearby stall that looked like a street vendor’s.
The stall sold skewers of meat cut into neat squares.
While Hypno waited, Mika exchanged a few words with the owner, then returned with two skewers and held one out to him.
“H-here…”
“Oh, you bought one for me too? You didn’t have to.”
“N-no! I-I committed such a terrible rudeness toward you, Hypno-ssi…”
I-I hope this makes him feel even a little better…!
“Heh heh heh. Thank you.”
Hypno took the skewer and bit into the meat.
Chew, chew, chew.
It was bursting with juices, just a touch larger than a single bite, satisfying to sink his teeth into. The seasoning brushed across the surface married perfectly with the lightly seared texture and delighted his tongue.
“Delicious.”
“Y-yes! I-I come here often myself.”
Hypno filed the stall’s location away in a corner of his mind.
Mika began walking again while nibbling her own skewer; he followed behind her.
A short while later they arrived at a building that looked like a shared apartment house.
“Is this your place, Mika-ssi?”
“Yes… room 302 of this building.”
They entered together. In the center of the lobby stood what appeared to be an old-fashioned elevator. Beside it waited a muscular man.
The moment he spotted Mika he gave a small, friendly wave.
“Oh, Mika. Off work, huh?”
“A-ah, hello, Nogeun-ssi…”
“Who’s the guy next to you?”
“Ah… well… h-he’s a guest.”
“That so?”
The man looked mildly surprised, but he asked no further questions. He simply pressed a button on the device, opened the door, and continued,
“Heading up together? Hop in.”
“Yes.”
Mika stepped inside; Hypno followed.
The man pressed the button again to close the door, then gripped a rope.
“Here we go.”
Rattle-rattle-rattle…
He hauled on the rope and the car began to rise slowly.
It stopped exactly at the third floor.
With practiced ease Mika pressed the interior button, opened the door, and stepped out; Hypno did the same.
A corridor stretched left and right.
Mika walked down the left-hand hall and stopped in front of a door marked 302.
She fished a card from her skirt pocket and held it against the handle.
Click!
She tucked the card away again, turned the handle, and opened the door.
“H-here we are.”
Hypno followed the fidgeting, watchful Mika inside.
Her apartment was neatly kept.
A bed stood in one corner, its bedding carefully arranged. Beside it sat a small table, and around the room various everyday items that clearly belonged to Mika were tidily put away.
There was one separate room; from the layout it looked like the bathroom.
“Nice and clean.”
Hypno offered the quiet observation.
Mika flinched, trembling as she stole glances at his face.
“Y-yes, th-thank you… S-so, um… h-how should I apologize…?”
She had guided him all the way home.
That meant, she believed, it was now her turn to apologize. She looked at Hypno while shivering.
The way she trembled reminded him of a small animal; he found it adorable.
“Heh heh heh. How do you think you should apologize, Mika-ssi?”
“Eh?! Th-that’s… a-aah… um…”
She thought desperately under his question.
H-how am I supposed to apologize? I-I made such an outrageous mistake. Th-then… then…
No matter how hard she racked her brain, she could not invent a way to apologize that would satisfy him after a blunder that big.
The only thing that came to mind was monetary compensation.
“I-I’m so sorry… I-I don’t have enough money to satisfy you, Hypno-ssi…”
“Heh heh heh. It’s fine. I have no intention of asking for money.”
“R-really…?”
The financial worry vanished and a little of her anxiety eased.
Seeing the faint relief on her face, Hypno grinned and spoke with a bright smile.
“Yes. The only apology I accept is personal service as a heat-crazed sex slave.”
Mika’s face went paper-white in an instant.
“H-h-heat-crazed sex slave… service apology…”
Hypno casually sat on the bed and patted the spot beside him.
“Sit down for now.”
“Yes…”
She sat next to him.
Facing her, he began to explain.
“As you already know, Mika-ssi, you must apologize in the manner I desire. And what I desire is for you to become like a heat-crazed sex slave and serve me. You understand that much, right?”
“Y-yes…”
“Before I accept that apology, I’m going to ask a few questions. Of course you must answer them honestly, with no lies whatsoever. That’s only natural, isn’t it?”
“Yes…”
Hypno posed his first question.
“Mika-ssi, are you a virgin?”
“What?!”
“I’m asking if you’re a virgin. Just a confirmation, so please be honest.”
“N-n-no… I’m not.”
“Oh-ho.”
Her answer surprised him.
Judging by her timid air he had assumed she had never had a boyfriend, yet she was no virgin.
“Do you have a boyfriend?”
“Not… right now. We broke… broke… hic! We broke up.”
She sniffled as she admitted she was single.
Tris-ssi too… do they only hire receptionists who’ve been dumped by their boyfriends?
“Why did you break up?”
“H-he called me a… a vulgar slut…”
“A vulgar slut? Care to explain in detail?”
Mika told him her past.
It had been her first relationship. The man was a male adventurer she had met in Zenid.
Thrilled to have a boyfriend at last, she had looked forward to happy days.
Then came their first night.
It had not gone well.
As a virgin she suffered when her hymen tore and the pain that followed. The man paid no attention; he simply pounded away roughly.
Because the experience had been nothing but pain, Mika developed a strong aversion to sex.
After that, whenever he wanted it the memory returned and she refused.
Yet she still wanted to treat her boyfriend well, so she hit upon an idea.
She would make him feel good with her mouth!
With that thought she bought a book from a shady shop titled something like “Fellatio to Please a Man,” then practiced furiously on long vegetables like carrots, hoping desperately to make her boyfriend happy.
The day finally came to show off her new skill.
She gathered her courage and invited him to do it that night. Her devoted effort paid off spectacularly.
Her boyfriend’s hips jerked and trembled; he could not move a muscle while she sucked him dry and made him come.
If it had simply felt good, everything would have been fine.
But Mika had tried a little too hard.
“You… who the hell have you been practicing with?”
Her blowjob had felt so incredible that the man became convinced she must have learned it from someone else while they were not having sex.
“N-no, I… I practiced alone…”
“Don’t lie to me!”
Furious, he sprang to his feet and fixed her with a cold glare.
“Vulgar slut…”
With those words he left Zenid, and she never saw him again.
“Why… why…?”
The wound to her heart made her already timid nature even more withdrawn.
“That’s… how it happened.”
“How awful…”
Hearing her story, Hypno felt deep sympathy and pity for her.
To think she carried such a sad memory…
Then he thought,
In that case I have even more reason to accept her apology and overwrite every painful memory connected to sex! Yes… I’ll make her love cock so much she really does become a vulgar slut!
Hypno’s resolve blazed: he would bury Mika’s emotional scars beneath pure pleasure.