It's different from yesterday! Different from yesterday!

The next morning.

I felt a great sense of pride in having woken up properly in my dormitory bed.

"Good job, myself. Praise praise."

I remember somehow dragging myself out of the library yesterday like a fleeing undead, yet still managing to reach the dormitory.

I don't remember anything after that, but considering my current attire is indoor pajamas instead of my robe outerwear, how can I not respect my past self?

The fact that even while exhausted to the point of death, I didn't just dive straight into bed but dignifiedly changed clothes—that's quite something.

So that means I was able to greet the morning fresh and clean in a clean, fluffy bed.

Still lying in ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠bed, I stretched and rolled my eyes to check the time.

It was around 8 in the morning.

Looks like I slept for about 12 hours after returning to the dormitory.

'Mental strength bottoming out seems to be resolved by sleeping roughly a full day and a half. The hypnosis... still usable normally...'

Even after sleeping that much, I yawned deeply at the remaining fatigue and reviewed yesterday's events, organizing the situation.

I realized a lot yesterday after getting the magical tool and trying out the abilities for the first time.

Especially the gap between the basic instruction manual and its actual use—I felt that quite keenly.

Fortunately, the side effects from overusing the ability weren't severe, but I didn't want to suffer like this every time, so naturally I resolved to use the ability smarter from now on.

As I organized and reviewed various realizations, time passed until it was almost time to go to class.

Yesterday I'd been whining about not wanting to go to class, but strangely today I wasn't feeling gloomy.

"Alright! A vigorous and energetic morning today! Let's go!!"

This too must be the grace of the Demon King...

I stretched once again audibly, got up, quickly changed into my student uniform, and left the dormitory.

Outside the dormitory, it was crowded with students gathering in groups of twos and threes, each heading to their classes.

I slowly followed behind those groups of students, carefully observing their faces.

But unfortunately, just like yesterday, I thoroughly scanned the surroundings as I moved, but there was no prey that particularly caught my appetite.

Before acquiring the magical tool, I used to see noble ladies or their equivalents quite often and think, 'The Imperial Academy really is nice. Easy on the eyes.' But now, seeing them again, ordinary noble ladies didn't satisfy me at all.

I wondered if the Academy had always been so lacking in talent, and I felt lament, indignation, and frustration welling up.

Of course, that doesn't mean I'll compromise by just picking up any random thing.

I repeated such idle thoughts until I arrived at the lecture hall and sat down, spreading my imagination about how I'd devour the female students.

Separate from those lewd fantasies, my expression must have looked quite serious because a somewhat friendly student approached me.

"Hey, why do you look like that in the morning? Constipation?"

"Yeah. I was planning a future plan: marry the best beauty of the Empire and have exactly 11 children, no more, no less. I'm accepting name suggestions for the kids."

"You crazy bastard."

"Hey, what kind of parent names their kid 'Crazy Bastard'? You uneducated son of a bitch."

I turned my head to the guy who plopped down heavily in the seat next to me, exchanging silly jokes.

Brown hair, blue eyes.

Owen Miller—a not-so-dear friend with such an ordinary appearance that you could find someone who looks like him almost every five seconds on the street.

Taking the opportunity, I tried using my ability on Owen.

[Owen Miller falls into a trance state.]

"..."

At the activation of the ability, his eyes immediately lost focus and he went quiet.

As I thought when I used it on Reya noona yesterday, falling into a trance state doesn't show too much on the outside.

"Hey, why'd you stop talking? Did you see a mirror?"

Since I'd satisfied my curiosity, I immediately tapped his shoulder to wake him.

[Owen Miller's trance state is released.]

"...Huh? Ah, sorry. What were we talking about?"

"I said I'm accepting name suggestions for my kids."

"You really are a crazy bastard."

I exchanged small talk with Owen while observing his condition, but he didn't show any particular reaction, seeming unaware that he'd been hit by the ability.

It was a short incident.

Since even the subject himself didn't notice and the conversation continued normally, no other students in the classroom paid any special attention.

Deureureuk.

As I nodded while checking the details of ability usage amid my friend's mockery, the classroom door opened, and a person entered along with a bundle of papers floating via telekinesis.

"These are the scrolls to be used in today's class. Students, come forward and take one each."

She placed the mountain of papers on the podium, then picked up a scroll and began explaining the lesson.

Lydia Valen.

A teaching assistant for magical theory, and a beauty rumored to be selected as a professor soon.

I propped my chin on my hand, listening to her with one ear and letting it out the other, while pondering the mechanism of the magical tool and how to use it.

At the same time, I licked my lips, vowing that once I got used to the use of the magical tool's ability, I'd also try to handle Assistant Lydia.

+++

After completing all the scheduled routines as an Academy student, I headed to the library with light steps.

Yesterday I got too excited and recklessly sprayed abilities until I collapsed, but today is different.

Because during breaks between classes, I took my time and used the ability on various people, finishing basic verification and exploration.

Well, it's not something grand—just verification of the knowledge automatically instilled from possessing the magical tool, and some applied techniques with a bit of know-how...

But one thing I could know for sure.

Using hypnosis absolutely devours mental energy.

I tried implanting a suggestion on a suitable female student as a test, and I got as tired as if I'd attended classes non-stop for hours!

No wonder I ended up like yesterday after firing off seven shots without any preparation.

But that's all in the past.

From now on, with the mindset that a thousand-mile journey begins with a single step, I plan to live a healthy and relaxed hypnosis-training life within reasonable limits.

Besides, even if I overexert myself, the hypnosis training won't be finished overnight anyway.

"Alright. Let's start by finding Reya noona."

After arriving at the library, I searched from the first floor all over, looking for Reya noona.

First floor.

Second floor.

Third floor.

Maybe because the library is so vast, finding someone was no easy task.

Even though I occasionally wanted to ask passing staff or students, if weird rumors spread, that would be troublesome, so I couldn't even ask.

A place wide and maze-like, yet surprisingly few people used it.

Those location conditions were why I thought, 'I'll make Reya noona perform exposure play~' but if I have to go through this trouble every time, I'll need to either change my thinking or come up with some measure.

Anyway, after all these twists and turns, I succeeded in finding Reya noona.

Reya noona was near the entrance of the third floor, pulling a cart and organizing books just like yesterday.

I watched her from a short distance, hiding my presence.

"Heung heuheung♪"

Humming a tune while arranging books.

I watched for about ten minutes, but Reya noona, busy with her work, showed not even a trace of sexual desire on her face.

'Hmm. Did the suggestions I implanted yesterday have no effect? Well, that's possible.'

Yes, it's only the first day of training.

I knew from the beginning that the effect itself would be weak, so it's not yet time to be impatient.

I shook off the slight disappointment and trudged over to Reya noona.

"Hello~. Working hard again today."

"!!...Ah, y-yes..."

Reya noona flinched at my greeting, then avoided my eyes, looking flustered.

'At least the effect isn't completely gone.'

She's still overly nervous and finds people burdensome, but she seems a little more relaxed than yesterday.

It's not just my imagination or wishful thinking; I can faintly sense something as I get closer to Reya noona.

The suggestions I implanted in Reya noona yesterday.

Their presence? Or energy? Something like that—I can feel it from Reya noona.

Probably I can detect that the suggestions are working normally this way? Or maybe not.

"It's nice to see you again like this. Yesterday I left without even giving a proper thank you~."

"It, it's fine..."

"By the way, since we've met, could I ask one more favor? I'm looking for another book, but I can't find it."

"Eugh... yes..."

I talked in a similar pattern as yesterday while closely observing Reya noona's condition.

Naturally, apart from the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠suggestions working properly, there was no real spark.

But well, I can generously overlook that.

As long as the suggestions aren't broken and work properly, I just need to keep layering and strengthening them.

After all, I'm not even strengthening the magical tool yet because that seems more fun, so there's nothing more to wish for.

With that in mind, I've done all the checking I needed. We've almost reached the destination on the third floor, and I've satisfied the condition of talking with Reya noona appropriately, so it's time to move to the next step.

[Reya Bennett falls into a trance state.]

The library is overall annoyingly wide and complex.

Plus, this area is full of niche books, and the staircase isn't even open to the public, so users are few—a place where you almost never encounter others.

I brought her to a place with similar conditions as yesterday under the pretext of accompaniment, then put her into a trance state.

After that, just in case, I left Reya noona alone and paced around, thoroughly checking if anyone else was around.

Because the hypnotist's creed is: first safety first, second safety first, third safety first.

If I get caught before even having any real fun, I'd seriously grab the back of my neck and collapse from a stress-induced heart attack before disappearing into the execution field's dew.

"Alright, so how should I do it today?"

After finishing all the processes, I licked my lips and stood boldly in front of Reya noona.

Yesterday I had to retreat to the dormitory with a nosebleed before doing anything much, but today is different.

It's only day two, so I can't exactly deliver a refreshing shot of semen into her panty area, but other things are possible! Probably!

"...First, just in case, let's implant three suggestions before starting."

But when I actually tried to do something, I felt a bit sleepy.

You never know, right?

The magical tool probably isn't that fragile, but what if I wake her up in the middle of having fun!

Then no matter how well I handle it, even if I'm a noble and she's a commoner, I'd face social death.

"[Reya noona, kneel down for me.]"

So first, I made Reya noona kneel, then moved behind her.

While implanting suggestions yesterday, I realized it's quite uncomfortable to implant suggestions on a standing person.

Oh, by the way, I confirmed during the day with other students that hypnosis works even in a trance state.

Anyway, enough preamble. I stood behind Reya noona, placed my hand on her head, and focused my mind.

Then the magical tool on my wrist hummed, gradually revealing something like a translucent yet three-dimensional mind map.

Wooong.

The mind map, as intricate and uniquely beautiful as a night sky, was so pretty that I admired it for a moment.

"Hmm. Maybe it's because her face is pretty, but her mental world is quite nice, unlike ugly people's. The suggestions I implanted look a bit weak, but they seem to be doing well. I'm satisfied."

I nodded and reached out to the things among the complex mind map that glowed with a light different from other stars.

[Reya Bennett feels friendly toward Victor Haust.]

The first suggestion I planted in Reya noona.

I focused my mind on that faintly flickering starlight, and it gradually became clearer.

After focusing for a while until the starlight stopped getting clearer, I sighed and released my concentration.

What I'm doing now is maintaining the existing suggestions and, furthermore, strengthening the suggestions I couldn't try yesterday due to insufficient conditions.

"Hmm, this is not bad. Mental energy... seems to consume less than I thought."

Fortunately, maintaining and strengthening the suggestions was successful.

Maintaining the unstable suggestions took almost no mental energy, and strengthening them also didn't require much, so I thought I could strengthen the remaining suggestions and still comfortably implant 2-3 new ones.

If strengthening existing suggestions consumed as much mental energy as implanting new ones, or even more, it would have caused various complications in my grand plan. I'm relieved it didn't.

I repeated the same action with the other stars.

One.

One.

Another one.

"Phew~ That's done!"

After about ten minutes of subjective time spent on maintenance, strengthening, and adjusting the positions of the light clusters, I stretched with a groan as a faint dizziness rose.

"Aww, shit, I should exercise or something."

Even though mental energy consumption was relatively low, the fatigue from squeezing mental energy over a short period made me want to return to the dormitory and collapse into bed.

Especially since I wasted extra mental energy adjusting the positions of the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠suggestions to make them work more effectively.

Bu. T.

"There's no way I can do that."

My plan is to slowly, leisurely train Reya noona into a secretive, big-breasted exhibitionist who enjoys exposure play in the library.

Through hypnosis training, she'll gradually become interested in exposure play, unable to resist the mounting sexual desire, and in a place where she'll never be caught, she'll secretly reveal her voluptuous chest, lift her skirt, and slowly go crazy from the thrilling liberation she's never experienced before, crossing the line, then eventually get caught by me, get collared, and be tamed like a beast... That's the concept.

But even though I plan to proceed leisurely with this hypnosis training that obviously takes time, do you think I can keep my hands off Reya noona and wait until she's ready?

Come on, that's impossible.

So, separate from that, I need to relieve my sexual desires~ That's what I'm saying.

For that, I can endure this fatigue. Yes, indeed.

I steeled my mind, which was tempted to slack off due to fatigue, and mustered my concentration again.

This time, it's about implanting new suggestions.

To have some hehehe fun with Reya noona in a trance state, I focused all my mind on both hands.

Accordingly, small light clusters gradually began to form in both palms.

Handling those light clusters carefully, I pushed them into an area in Reya noona's mental world that seemed densely packed with senses-related things, using a gut feeling.

[Reya Bennett's five senses become dull when in a trance state.]

One implanted. Not stopping there, I ride the momentum to create two more faint stars.

[Reya Bennett falls deeper when entering a trance state.]

Ah, this suggestion would work better if processed over there instead, so let's subtly change the area.

[Reya Bennett responds obediently to what Victor Haust says.]

I implanted a total of three new suggestions into Reya noona.

"Aww, that's enough. Feels like dying."

Rough estimates: it's like studying intensely all night at a desk, then going straight to class and attending major subjects.

I don't know for sure, but if I make and implant 1-2 more suggestions here, I'd probably end up like yesterday with mental energy completely drained and looking half-undead.

I feel so tired I could die, but there's a corresponding sense of accomplishment.

Is this how a farmer feels when scattering seeds in spring?

Waiting only for the harvest season to come someday?

With that mindset, I worked hard.

Thanks to that, my mental energy bottomed out, and I don't even dare ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to masturbate using Reya noona... but I can endure this.

I can masturbate any day, not just today.

Today, I plan to try something different from that.

"Alright, noona, let's start with posture. First, [Stand up and spread your legs shoulder-width apart.]"

Through hypnosis, I broke down Reya noona's actions into small commands: move her hand here, clench her fist to grab fabric, etc.

This is a trick I learned today while using the magical tool on other students.

When using hypnosis, even if the subject is in a trance, if you command an action with strong psychological resistance, the hypnosis doesn't work well, and in severe cases, there's a risk of the trance breaking.

But dividing the actions one by one like this prevents psychological resistance or defense mechanisms from activating.

Thanks to that, this was possible.

Legs shoulder-width apart, knees half-bent outward, both hands lifting the hem of the long skirt that comes down to the ankles up to shoulder height, then extending both index and middle fingers while smiling brightly.

In other words, making her lift her own skirt, spread her crotch apart, flash double peace signs, and smile—a vulgar pose.

"Beautiful sight. Beautiful."

I pulled out a portable camera from my pocket.

An expensive invention from the Magic Tower, which I'd obtained after a hard struggle under the pretext of an Academy admission gift to score points with noble ladies.

Unfortunately, by the time I entered the Academy, that trend had already ended, and I had to store this expensive piece of junk in a corner of my room. Now it's finally time for it to do its job.

That is, to document the gradual transformation of people I'll train.

"Alright~ Say cheese~."

Click.

With the skirt lifted, knees spread wide, revealing white underwear and the thick pubic mound asserting itself beneath.

What's normally hidden under a skirt and never exposed to others is now starkly revealed and recorded by the camera.

No normal woman would allow this, nor would she assume such a shameful pose in the first place...

But in the photo, Reya noona is smiling awkwardly, willingly performing that shameful and vulgar act.

An overwhelming sense of depravity and corresponding satisfaction filled me, enough to wash away all the fatigue from today.