Chapter 90
Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 87
Chapter Title: Common Sense Alteration Hypnosis (2)
I came to after passing out, two hours later.
Contrary to my expectations that at least one of my limbs might have been torn off, surprisingly, all my arms and legs were intact.
I wasn't tied up anywhere, nor was I imprisoned.
I was simply lying there on the bed, dressed in clean clothes, all alone.
"...I lost."
There were probably many reasons for my defeat, but I didn't bother reviewing them.
Pink was just strong, and I was weak. That was all.
The law of the world is that the strong devour the weak. I decided to humbly accept my defeat.
As I sat on the bed, head bowed low, quietly savoring the bitter taste of defeat...
"You're awake."
The door creaked open with a shrill scream.
The one who entered the room was Pink. She was dressed in a suit, like a fresh new employee. Her massive breasts caused her dress shirt to bulge out dramatically.
They were so enormous that I idly wondered if her lower belly might peek out if she hadn't tucked the hem into her pants.
"You filthy bitch."
"Hehe, I've heard that one so many times it's lost its sting."
"You trashy slut, the lowest scum on earth, you should drown in your own shit-piss!"
"It's cute hearing you curse like that. I wish you'd keep saying it while pinned under me."
Suddenly, Pink raised her phone. She was probably trying to plant something weird on me again.
Clenching my eyes shut did nothing. Whether the phone itself was a medium for suggestion, the moment I saw it, my mind started to blur.
"Mm, good. Let's begin!"
"W-what?"
Clap.
The instant Pink clapped her hands, controlling my emotions became impossible.
A volcanic rage erupted from the depths of my heart. My insides burned like they were on fire, leaving me unable to move properly.
"You... you fucking bitch..."
"The suggestion took hold perfectly. As expected, hypnosis with a price attached works wonders."
It was hatred.
A groundless, sourceless hatred surged up.
The emotion of hatred kept urging me on, whispering viciously to tear apart the Pink pig in front of me and kill her.
'This isn't my emotion.'
But I am an imperial citizen who wields emotions as fuel.
Resisting emotions of unknown origin and preventing them from consuming my body is my specialty.
'Psychological warfare through emotions against me? Arrogant.'
Pink, whether sensing my thoughts or not, continued with a beaming smile.
"About Gangnam—they say a ton of people died there."
"That's because of you...!"
"You're right. Entirely my fault. But the world says it was you."
What an absurd false accusation. Do humans really think imperials kill them for no reason?
This woman, the Magical Girls... they're experts at spreading malice out of ignorance.
Thinking that way, the baseless hatred began to subside bit by bit. A few more minutes, and I'd be fine.
"Hm, hm. From that look, you're struggling to control it... Let's see if you can keep it up."
Swish, swish.
The sound of fabric brushing against her firm thighs, much like her breasts.
Like a beauty turning every action into art, Pink transformed mere daily noises into orchestral music.
"Ta-da."
"Why are you suddenly taking off your pants..."
Down to her underwear, Pink giggled innocently like a child and slowly approached the bed where I sat.
The closer she got, the more uncontrollable my hatred for her grew.
'Damn! My libido is messing with my control for a second... Wait. What the hell is that woman hiding in her panties!'
Is this woman insane?
Why the fuck is she imprisoning Her in that disgusting flesh lump!
"How dare you do that to Her...!"
"Her?"
"Don't play dumb! You've locked away Lady 'Pink's Pussy' in your panties!"
"...Oh, right. Yeah."
That insolent bitch, how dare she, how dare she, HOW DARE SHE imprison my 'Master'...
I no longer needed to control the hatred.
I had to rescue Her from that woman's body right now!
"Now, now, calm down. I'll let you meet Her... Whoa, you're feisty."
"Shut up!"
I lunged at Pink like a starving beggar.
Then, I swiftly yanked down the underwear imprisoning Her. For some reason, the bitch didn't resist much and obediently released Her from the fabric prison.
"Master...!"
Healthy and whole, Lady Pussy had endured her suffocating confinement.
Thank goodness...! I scrambled to my feet and bowed deeply to Her.
"This feels great. You, bowing to me."
"...Shut your mouth. This is for Master, not you!"
"Mmm, the cool Isiwoos saying such lewd things...! Ah, I love it."
Hmph, another bizarre delusion.
The very idea of equating a wretch like you with Master makes me want to vomit!
"But, Isiyul? Your way of serving Master is all wrong, you know."
"What?"
What nonsense is this bitch spouting! Where could there be a servant who waits on Master better than I?
"When you meet Master, kissing is common sense, right?"
"N-no, I know that!"
"? Then why are you still just sitting there?"
...I didn't know. That's why!
But I hated showing ignorance to this woman. Instead of words, I decided on action.
"Mwah..."
On my knees, I kissed Master's entrance. Smack, smack. Her scent was an indescribably ecstatic sweet peach aroma.
Her musk was so thick. Just a kiss made my head ring.
"How is it, Master...?"
Gulp, gulp♡
Instead of words, Master drooled her juices down my face, thoroughly soiling it.
Hm, a sign of satisfaction? I'm thrilled!
"She says she's satisfied."
"I can tell!"
"Hm, but your Master wants more kisses."
"What? Liar! How could you understand Master's words!"
How could this woman know Master's will?
Even I, who has faithfully served Her for so long, can't fully grasp it...
"Simple logic. Your Master is my pussy, right?"
"...!"
"That's how I know. Got it?"
She's right.
Master is Pink's pussy! Of course she understands.
"Master keeps wanting more kisses. This time, She 'commands' you to use your tongue."
"Command...!"
"You wouldn't refuse, right? It's Master's command and request."
As if I would. I am Her faithful servant.
Once more, I gazed deeply at Master, then pressed my mouth to Her entrance.
The peach scent filled my nostrils again. The lewd aroma made my whole body ecstatic.
'Master!'
Slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp.
A somewhat vulgar sound flowed between Master and me.
I kept bobbing my head back and forth. Slurp slurp. Master kept squirting her fluids, and I swallowed them gladly, gulp gulp.
"Hng, mwah, mwah."
"Haaah..."
"Hup, mwaaah! Haa, don't touch my head with your disgusting hands!"
"...But Master says not to stop?"
Smack, smack, sluuuurp. I moved my head even faster.
Unpleasant fingers kept brushing my hair.
But the joy of connecting with Master overwhelmed the discomfort.
So I thrust even harder, and the gushing fluids increased.
"Hngh, hnngh, hnnngh!"
Gulp gulp gulp gulp♡
An enormous amount poured out, incomparable to before.
This should satisfy Master...! My face was drenched, but who cares.
"Ah, you covered in my juices... You're so cute and lovable."
"Shut... your trap. It's Master's juices, not yours!"
"Right, of course... Hm, but Master still isn't satisfied."
"What?"
What the hell is this bitch saying! Master expelled so much already.
"Master says your devotion is lacking. You'll need to try harder."
"Ugh... D-devotion? What more does She want!"
"Hm."
Pink tapped her chin with long white fingers a few times, then smiled brightly as if reaching a conclusion.
"Jerking off should do it."
Jerking off?
She spoke as if Master were her own genitals.