Chloe's Endless Faintings and the Perfect Ambush
"Hiiiiiig?!"
"Oh, this works pretty well, huh?"
As her nipples and clitoris were pinched simultaneously, Chloe let out a grotesque screech utterly at odds with her stunning beauty, snapping back to consciousness.
"Higuk...! W-what is...?"
"Hey, hey... Pull yourself together. What were you planning to do, just drifting off to another world on your own like that?"
"Wha...? Y-you...?"
"You? You think it's okay to address your master so casually like that?"
Even though she'd regained consciousness, Chloe was still too disoriented to tell front from back, so Minwoo gave her another hard thrust of his hips. His cock, already aimed at her entrance, plunged mercilessly into her depths, slamming against her cervix.
"Nnghoooooh?!"
The sudden hilt-deep penetration sent sparks flying in Chloe's mind once more. But this time, it acted as a trigger, restoring her memories.
That's right... I decided to serve this man, Minwoo... as my master... Yeah... So I passed out again from human mating... couldn't handle the pleasure...
With her memories returning, she realized she'd fainted again from being unable to withstand the ecstasy. Shame washed over her.
"Feeling better now? You swore you'd endure it this time, and look at you."
"Haaah... S-sorry... Please... just one more chance... I'll do better..."
Tasting utter defeat from Minwoo's calm rebuke, Chloe still begged desperately, not wanting to be discarded.
His response was simple.
"Nah, forget it. You don't need to try so hard anymore."
"...Pardon?"
"No need to force yourself to hold on. Every time you pass out, I'll just wake you up like I did—nice and rough."
"W-what does that... Hoooh?!"
As if she wasn't worth further explanation, Minwoo started snapping his hips again. Chloe reflexively unleashed another guttural wail.
Squelch...! Squelch...!
About a minute of that, and Chloe went limp again, her upper body slumping toward Minwoo as consciousness fled.
"Guess the pig squeals dying down is the signal she's out."
Muttering to himself, Minwoo twisted her nipples and clit hard once more.
"Hiiiiiig?!"
She woke forcibly again.
"Kinda fun, this."
Grinning like he'd found a delightful new toy, Minwoo began playing with her in earnest. For Chloe, of course, it was anything but fun.
A-at this rate... my brain's gonna meeeelt...!
That day, she repeated the cycle of fainting and being roused dozens of times, until Minwoo was finally satisfied.
...
Minwoo's daily life in the labyrinth was proceeding smoothly(?) in that fashion.
Once the heroes wrapped up their routine and returned to the Safety Area, his real schedule kicked off. Currently, it alternated daily between massaging Sera and Luna.
Of course, even if both were "massages," the specifics differed.
For Sera, he used oil to induce a trance state, then repeatedly caressed her entire body in that condition. The primary goal was to awaken sexual pleasure through his hands directly on her flesh, gradually eroding her subconscious resistance.
After about two weeks of this repeated conditioning, he'd move to the next phase: massages in her awake state.
Luna, on the other hand, could be toyed with freely from the start under the excuse of "protecting Sera." Her hypnosis response to that pretext was surprisingly solid, so Minwoo upped the intensity bit by bit each day.
Both were still at the caressing stage, though. No deep hypnosis yet—Minwoo planned to take it slow and steady.
The lust built from massaging them got released on Aisha and Chloe. The two had become his willing official sex slaves.
He enjoyed their service daily, varying his tastes. The only minor issue was the heroes' confusion at how drastically Aisha and Chloe's attitudes toward him had flipped.
Minwoo had asked them to act normal around the heroes during the day, but it did little good. To earn more of his nighttime favor, they ignored prying eyes entirely, clinging to him constantly and showering him with affection in fierce competition.
It got so intense that Mari shot them dirty looks, and even Ares joked about being jealous.
Change came to Minwoo's routine around the two-week mark of the heroes' labyrinth delve.
...
"This place... feels creepier than usual."
"Really? Compared to the caves or deserts, it seems pretty tame."
In the thick forest where visibility was near zero, Mari and Ares led the group, chatting.
"Not what I meant... Don't worry about it, bro. Just my gut feeling acting up."
"Still, your instincts are usually spot-on. I'll stay extra alert."
"...Thanks."
Truth be told, Mari had another reason for saying that. Lately, her cycle was off, and she wasn't feeling great overall. She'd hinted at her poor condition indirectly, but her notoriously oblivious brother Ares wouldn't pick up on such subtleties.
Mari didn't hate that about him (it even blinded him to Sera's obvious crush), but right now, his denseness stung a little.
"Um... sorry, but..."
In the middle of pushing through the woods, Mari shyly raised her hand—she needed to pee. Luna, sharpest of the bunch, subtly suggested a break to Ares.
"Wanna rest here a bit?"
"Sure."
The group settled into comfy spots. Even then, oblivious Ares called out to Mari as she slipped off alone, earning glares from Luna and Sera.
Despite this happening repeatedly, he just scratched his head with a laugh.
"..."
With Mari gone, two groups naturally formed. One: Ares, Sera, Luna. The other: Minwoo, Aisha, Chloe.
It was a predictable split. Absent emergencies, mentor Aisha just observed the heroes fighting monsters. Minwoo handled non-combat support, and Chloe was a total outsider.
That said, the heroes had started gossiping about how chummy the non-hero trio had gotten lately.
"Think Mr. Minwoo has some charm we don't know about?"
"...Dunno."
"Well, he's basically a good, kind guy... Maybe they just appreciate that?"
"..."
"Or maybe he's hitting a late-life peak?"
"The different races thing is intriguing too..."
"Haha... Come on, you two—talking like that is rude to Mr. Minwoo."
Watching Aisha and Chloe blush while draped over his arms like accessories, Ares, Sera, and Luna chatted about it.
Back in their old world, they'd probably drawn similar stares, but they were blind to it themselves. Those who bask on the pedestal rarely notice.
Being innately kind-hearted, they never imagined Minwoo's mysterious popularity stemmed from hypnosis and brainwashing.
"Hey... What do you think, Ares?"
"Hm? About what?"
"I mean... if two or more girls liked you at the same time like that..."
Ares scratched his cheek awkwardly at Sera's question.
"Uh... No idea. Never been that popular, haha..."
"Ugh... Not what I—"
"Huh...?"
"N-nothing!"
Sera flushed, realizing her slip, and bowed her head. Ares just tilted his in confusion. Luna watched silently.
That was when it happened.
Kyaaaah!
"...!"
A scream pierced the distance from afar. Unmistakably Mari's.
"Mari!"
The group jumped up in alarm. Had something happened to her?
But they couldn't rush to her. No—they couldn't.
"...Chance."
Minwoo stood there, glow stick already lit, a faint smile on his lips.