Home Visit
The next day.
Hypno woke to the warmth of Mika's naked body pressed against him. He propped himself up a little and looked at her sleeping peacefully by his side, a satisfied smile spreading across his face as he recalled the utterly vulgar, heat-crazed sex slave she had been the night before.
Become a fine bitch for me!
He gave her head a light pat, and Mika rubbed her eyes as she stirred awake.
"Mmm…"
"You up?"
"Yes… Ah, Master…♥"
"You've already finished apologizing, so you're not a sex slave anymore."
"R-right! Hypno…"
"Tsk tsk. From now on you're a bitch receptionist, so you need to be more proactive about it!"
"Y-yes! Um, then… would it be better if I cut my bangs?"
"Your bangs?"
"Yes, well… I usually keep them covering my eyes because I lack confidence. But starting today I'm going to be an aggressive, lewd bitch receptionist, so maybe cutting them…"
"No, no need for that. In fact, that would make it worse!"
Hypno spoke firmly.
"I-it would?"
"Yeah. A regular lewd bitch receptionist would probably style herself differently and cut her bangs. But!"
He clenched his fist tight as he continued.
"In a case like yours—someone who was always timid and quiet—it's way better to leave the looks the same and just change the behavior and personality! That gap is hotter!"
"I-is that so?"
"Damn right it is! The gap of a girl who looks all shy and insecure on the outside but is actually a total bitch underneath! That gap is what makes it so fucking hot! So keep your appearance exactly the way it is!"
"Y-yes! Um… does that mean Master—no, Hypno—likes it better that way too?"
"Of course!"
"…Understood. Then I'll stay like this. Just as I always look… I'll become a vulgar, lewd bitch receptionist!"
Hypno gave her a solid thumbs-up.
"Yeah, go for it! I'll be cheering you on!"
"Thank you!"
Mika left first for the Adventurer's Guild, while Hypno lingered a while longer, sprawled out on her bed. The reason was simple: as a guild receptionist, Mika had an early start, but he certainly didn't.
Lying there, he replayed the pussy dance she had put on for him the night before and thought to himself.
Making someone vulgar with hypnosis really is the best high! But… sometimes it's also fun to just tweak their awareness a little and fuck them that way instead of going full degenerate.
Just like craving something salty after too many sweets, Hypno found himself wanting to see more natural reactions rather than always turning them completely lewd.
With Linia and Lani I raised their sensitivity right from the start. With Tris I eventually made it so that getting her pussy slapped with my cock ramped her sensitivity up… Navi was the same. Hmm, maybe next time I'll keep it a bit lighter and enjoy that!
Grinning to himself as he planned his next hypnosis, Hypno decided it was about time. He rose from the bed like a rock-hard erection and left the room.
Mika's place was structured much like an apartment. Stepping out put him right onto a long corridor with a clear view of the outside, complete with a railing that came up to about his solar plexus so no one would fall.
Hypno leaned against the railing and gazed down. It was still early morning, so not many people were out on the streets yet.
Then a thought struck him.
Thanks to his boosted stats, he could move extremely fast and was far stronger than before. So…
Jumping from here should be fine!
It was only the third floor, after all. Even in the worst case, his current body wouldn't die from a fall like that.
And if I get a little banged up, I can just grab a healing spell!
Confident he could obtain any skill he wanted, Hypno casually swung a leg over the railing, double-checked that no one was below, and then—
"Haaaah!"
Thwack!
He flung his arms wide and kicked off the railing, launching himself into the open air. As he plummeted, he locked his eyes on the landing spot and struck the classic superhero three-point landing pose.
Kuuung!
His large frame hit with a solid, weighty thud that kicked up a small cloud of dust. The impact registered, but there was no pain.
He rose slowly, rolling his wrists and ankles to check himself over.
Doesn't hurt at all. Nice!
Hypno was thoroughly pleased with his strengthened body.
"Heyyy."
A muscular man—the same one who had been pulling the elevator rope at the apartment—called out to him.
"I get the feeling, but next time use the elevator, yeah?"
"Huh?"
The man wasn't angry; he was just making a light request. Something about it snagged Hypno's attention, so he walked over.
"Heh heh, sorry about that."
"Just use it properly from now on."
"Got it. Do a lot of people jump from the railing?"
"About four times a month. Running late for a carriage, too lazy to take the elevator, or just wanting to show off their body…"
"Ahh."
Surprisingly common, huh.
The man grinned and continued.
"You look fine, but someone whose body isn't ready yet might jump without thinking, so be careful next time."
"Understood. I'll use the elevator properly from now on."
"I'd appreciate that. Oh, and you… you're a martial artist, right? Great build, and I can see the muscle lines even through the robe. Yeah! Excellent muscle!"
The man nodded vigorously, looking thoroughly satisfied. Hypno corrected him.
"My class is mage, for now."
"Huh? A mage? With that body?"
"Yes. Heh heh, even a mage needs to stay healthy."
"Ohh! Now that's the right attitude! Exactly—building muscle and training the body is good even for mages! Lately too many of them think magic is all they need and end up scrawny! Hahaha, you're going to make a fine mage!"
Laughing heartily, the man clapped Hypno on the shoulder a few times, then stroked his chin.
"But you're a mage and you don't have a staff or an orb?"
"I can manage just fine without them, so no worries."
"Must be skilled, then. Still, better to have one. A staff or orb improves the flow of mana and boosts power all by itself. Believing in your own skill is good, but you should invest in things that can make you even stronger."
Well, he's not wrong. And… now that I'm an adventurer, I should grab some cool gear and enjoy the fashion game!
"Heh heh, thanks for the advice. I'll be sure to buy one."
"That's the spirit! Work hard! Oh, right—I'm Nogeun! What's your name?"
"Hypno."
"Alright then, health-conscious muscle mage Hypno! Give it your all!"
The odd nickname didn't bother him in the slightest. Hypno gave Nogeun a casual reply and set off toward the Adventurer's Guild.
Gear…
As he walked, he mulled over what Nogeun had said.
What would suit me? I'm already wearing a robe, so a staff? …No. Mage is just a temporary job. My true profession is… hypnotist. And the gear that fits hypnosis best… has got to be an orb.
He pictured himself holding a large orb—also called an orb—in one hand while casting hypnosis.
…That looks cool as hell!
Hypno could already emit Hypnosis Waves from his entire body without any tool. But the image still pulled at him.
—Now then, here is a mysterious orb. Look closely at this orb. Your mind is growing hazy~.
I want to try that!
As a lover of hypnosis content, the urge to do a full hypnotist role-play with an orb surged through him. And right then, on the way to the guild, a blacksmith's shop came into view. The desire for an orb immediately steered his feet toward it.
"Excuse m—"
"No… this isn't it! Uwaaaaagh!"
"Huh?!"
The moment he stepped inside, a short, thickly bearded middle-aged man—clearly a dwarf—clutched his head and wailed.
"Why…! Why! Why does a piece like this…! Is it my age?! Is it because of my age?!"
"Uh…"
"Hm? Ah, er, welcome!"
Noticing Hypno, the dwarf instantly dropped his hands from his head and greeted him with an awkward expression.
"What… are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for an orb."
"…Orbs are over there. Pick whichever you like. Ugh… why am I…"
He pointed briefly at the display case of orbs, then hung his head again and muttered.
Something wrong with his head?
Hypno ignored the dwarf and approached the case. Red, yellow, blue, or clear like glass marbles—orbs of every color and size were lined up.
Hmm… this one's too flashy, that one's too plain… and a plain glass-marble look just has no style.
He studied them calmly. Appearance mattered more to him than performance, and nothing quite clicked.
Maybe I should try another shop… huh?
A short distance from the main case, on a slightly elevated mini-display of its own, sat a deep purple orb just the right size to fit snugly in one of his hands.
That's the one!
In Hypno's mind, the colors most associated with hypnosis were pink or purple. This deep violet was perfect.
He hurried over to the shopkeeper.
"How much for that orb?"
"I… hm? Ah… that one? It's not for sale."
"Not for sale?"
"That… that… hnnk! Ugh!"
Tears suddenly welled in the dwarf's eyes.
"That… is the last masterpiece I made while I was still normal… I processed the highest-grade magic stone so mana circulates at peak efficiency, and it triples the power on top of that! Not only that—I forged it to a hardness rivaling adamantium itself! It's the greatest work of my life…! Normally I'd charge five gold plates for it, but… I just… I just can't sell it…!"
Five gold plates… that's fifty million rupa… about five hundred million won? Ridiculously expensive.
Far beyond what Hypno could afford right now. Yet he wanted that orb badly. A hypnotist role-play with a deep purple orb in hand—that was a fashion fantasy he absolutely had to live out.
If he felt like it, he could simply hypnotize the dwarf and take it for free. But a tiny scrap of conscience made him decide that pure hypnosis theft wasn't the way.
Come to think of it, he seemed to have some kind of problem earlier.
"Hey, shopkeeper. What's troubling you?"
"Trouble…? Trouble? I've got plenty! Far too much…! At this rate… at this rate my blacksmithing life is over! Finished!"
"What happened?"
"It's a problem you wouldn't understand even if I told you. I…"
Says I wouldn't understand, yet he's clearly about to spill it anyway.
The dwarf shopkeeper's worry was this: after creating that purple orb—his ultimate masterpiece—he could still forge ordinary gear without issue, but whenever he tried to craft another masterpiece or legendary piece, his concentration would collapse halfway through. Accuracy suffered, and while the resulting items were still good, none of them ever quite reached the level of a true masterpiece.
"At this rate it's over… I'll spend the rest of my life as a nobody who only makes mass-produced swords…!"
Having poured it out, the dwarf clutched his head even harder and sobbed openly in front of Hypno, tears dripping down.
Hypno spoke to him.
"Shopkeeper."
"Hnnk! Ugh! What…! I'm not selling that orb! It's my last… my last… hnnngh!"
"Want to make a deal with me?"
"I said I'm not selling it…"
"Not that kind of deal."
Hypno smiled brightly.
"If I solve your problem for you… you give me that orb for free."