The Gaslighting Effect is Too Good
“Mm……”
11:30 a.m. Na Ho-guk, the man staring at the outer wall of the Apocalypse Hotel right in the middle of Gangnam Boulevard, let out a faint groan.
Business Days Emergency Change.
One of the three check-in guests this time hit the jackpot, so business days are extended.
Previous: 3 days → Changed: 7 days
Next business day is in four days at noon.
“Jackpot, huh…… I kinda figured something like that when they picked winners with dice from the start. Looks like you can get supplies through some game or gamble. Just like a casino…… Hotels and casinos are usually attached anyway.”
“Yeah. Wonder who the jackpot winner is? Hope it's our Soyeon. Right, oppa?”
“Yeah, that'd be even better. But why are you clinging so hard? Back off a bit. Back off.”
“Aw, what's the big deal? Such a pretty little sis hugging you, no need to act all tsundere. Oh right, oppa. It's my safe day today—wanna do it? You've been pent up, right?”
Na Ho-guk felt burdened by the woman brazenly linking arms with him and rubbing her chest against his, so he awkwardly cleared his throat and turned his head away.
The woman in Na Ho-guk's party grew even bolder.
“Soyeon's not here anyway, and she'll be out in four days judging by that, so we gotta stock up now. You've been horny every damn day lately, can't hold back anymore. Right?”
“W-what are you talking about? Seriously. Just…… moderate yourself. Moderate.”
“Heh heh. What're you saying? Two nights ago on night watch, you were screaming Soyeon, Soyeon like a beast…… Mmph!”
Na Ho-guk, busted on his intimate secret, instinctively clamped his hand over her mouth in genuine shock.
His parents, proud soldiers of the Republic of Korea, had named him Ho-guk (National Protection)—to protect and defend the nation. True to that name, even in this apocalyptic catastrophe, Na Ho-guk had lived as an upright, disciplined man. This kind of impulsive act wasn't like him.
“W-what nonsense are you spouting! Ghosts! Yeah, you must've seen a ghost!!”
“Mmph! Pfft……! Why so serious? You're no fun. Everyone in the shelter knows you two are in that awkward flirt phase. Even the little kids know. Jeez.”
“K-keep it a secret. Please……! I'll give you extra shares from my portion later, sneakily.”
“Why make it a secret? You're a healthy guy in your twenties—it's normal. If anything, it's impressive you two haven't done it yet. Anyway, not Ho-guk, more like Ho-gu. Na Ho-gu. Haha, fits your name perfectly.”
“……Ugh. I'm losing my mind. For real.”
Overwhelmed by sudden self-loathing and embarrassment, Na Ho-guk covered his face with both hands, sinking into despair. The woman watching him wrapped him in a back hug from behind, blatantly kneading her breasts against him.
“It's fun watching you two play pure lovers, so I don't mind, but in this world, harem beats pure love. A capable guy like you has no reason not to. You know plenty of girls like you besides Soyeon and me.”
“……Hey. Even so, does that make sense?”
“Sure, Soyeon's the full moon while me and the others are fireflies…… Tch, frustrating, but I get it.”
“……What're you on about all of a sudden? You and the others are plenty pre…… pretty too. Pretty.”
Even blunt Na Ho-guk knew better than to affirm that point.
“Thanks for the words, at least. Anyway, everyone agrees Soyeon's the main wife spot. So when she's not around like now, pay some attention to us concubines. Hehe.”
“……Talk later. Later. She's not coming out today anyway, so let's head back to the shelter. Eat and go out for hunting and farming again.”
“Yeah, guess so. These fucking zombie bastards are so damn annoying. Gotta buy that shitty store bread somehow, though.”
As the crowd in front of the Apocalypse Hotel checked the new message on the wall and dispersed one by one, Na Ho-guk and the woman turned to leave.
……Soyeon, hope she's okay……? Miss her already.
Na Ho-guk's steps grew a bit heavier as he headed back to the shelter, counting down the four days.
“Haa, haa…… Oppa. Hyun oppa……”
Utterly exhausted and collapsed limply on the bed, Soyeon called my name repeatedly in a voice brimming with affection.
Having just milked the 100th ejaculation out of my cock, this adorable woman deserved it. I gazed at her with dripping-sweet eyes and gently caressed her cheeks.
“Yeah, yeah. My pretty Soyeon. What?”
“Did it feel good this time too……? S-Soyeon’s pussy……”
“Of course. You know this makes exactly our 100th fuck, right? A whole 100 times in the past week. 100. I didn’t even know my stamina was this insane. Haha.”
Well, my base specs skyrocketed from rapid leveling, so stamina naturally followed. Anyway, Soyeon's eyes sparkled at my words, and she let out a small gasp of admiration.
“Wow, really……?”
“Yeah. Not just your delicious front pussy, but your back and throat pussies too—all perfect. Hate to let you go outside like this. Hey, wanna extend the stay again?”
I scooped up her drained body into a face-to-face sitting position, hugging her tight and peppering kisses on her lips and cheeks. Soyeon puffed her cheeks like a chipmunk, pouting playfully.
“You bad oppa. You don't mean that at all.”
“No, really. If you want, I can extend it forever. One year, two years.”
“……That's not it. You're planning to keep me here forever as staff. Whatever, just make the contract already. I'll stamp it.”
Compared to her reaction during our first fuck a week ago, Soyeon had done a complete 180. The result of relentlessly gaslighting her all week, aiming for Stockholm syndrome, had finally bloomed perfectly.
Upgrading her from a standard suite on the 90th floor to the presidential suite on the 99th.
Giving her unlimited access to all the pre-apocalypse luxuries in my hotel.
Sticking to her morning, noon, and night for a week straight, delivering top-tier pleasure like this.
No woman could resist opening her heart. Even pre-apocalypse, but especially in this catastrophe…… No need to say more.
And beyond the standard perks, my nonstop stamina over the week seemed to be the clincher that flipped Soyeon's heart.
Hmm, yeah. Stamina's what matters most for a man. Stamina. Other skills are important, but night work seals the deal. Night work.
From three days ago, when Soyeon's resolve started cracking, I'd subtly pushed the contract for lifelong hotel stay and employment, complete with seal. Turning her body around in my arms to a back hug, I placed the contract and ink pad in her hands.
“Read the contract carefully and stamp it, Princess Soyeon.”
“Hmph, if I'd done that from the start, I would've escaped without falling for you.”
“……Ahem. If you had, I'd have ditched all my rules to make you mine anyway. Couldn't bear to lose you.”
Hm, true. Especially since the day before, Kim Gayeon next door had voluntarily become my slave. One slip, and I'd have raped Soyeon into slavery, skipping games entirely.
“Tch, smooth talker. Hmm…… No bad clauses this time. Well, I'm basically your wife anyway.”
“……We'll see about wife. We're using store-bought absolute contraceptives to avoid pregnancy…… And you know who's in 9901 next door, right?”
“Ah…… That slave girl?”
“Yeah. If no other hot girl like you wins this business period, I'll just pick anyone and play with her. Still hasn't submitted. Haha.”
With that, Soyeon set the stamped contract aside, turned to face me, and pouted.
“I don't care who you play with or how many other women you bring in from now on. Just promise me one thing.”
“……Yeah? What?”
“No matter what, I'm the main wife. And make this my room. We can share the 100th floor, right? Me and a slave on the same level…… No, wait, 9902 is second place? Ridiculous!”
“……”
Mm…… Is the gaslighting effect too good? Too much?
A chill tension crept in; I felt sweat trickle down my back as I spoke.
“Y-yeah. Let's think it over slowly. The room…… yeah. Sure. We'll move you here.”