Chapter 61
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 61
Chapter Title: That's Only Natural
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Of course it is.
Water's already spilled anyway.
Thanks to becoming the hunter assigned to my counseling sessions, Ren's relationship level with me had risen to "Trust."
Because of that, my skill Common Sense Alteration had awakened without me even realizing it, and she'd fallen victim to it. The altered common sense I'd inflicted on her right now was none other than the bullshit notion that "a woman's charm comes from her pussy."
And if I tried to brush it off here or say something stupid like "I was just kidding~," the skill would break, leading straight to a prostate rape ending.
So I had to move my mouth first.
"G-Good! Haha... Then let's start by taking a look inside your pussy and continue the explanation from there."
"Yes, please do. Counselor."
...Please, I really mean it.
Still seated, I pretended to be serious, narrowing my eyes as I peered into the pink slit between Ren's widely spread ass cheeks.
Hmm... Definitely a virgin.
The thin hymen blocking the inside was clearly visible.
On top of that, the outer lips were smooth, perfectly balanced, and a pretty color.
Like someone had sculpted it stitch by stitch with silicone...
The problem was, what the hell was I supposed to say now?
If I said something like "It's pretty♥" at this point and she suddenly realized how weird this was, my prostate would get sucked straight into her womb and milked dry.
So I spun my brain faster than my tongue.
"...Hmm, this inner labia looks a little dry."
"Pardon?"
"Here's why that's important. From a man's perspective, it needs to glisten just right to make him think, 'This pussy got wet because of me.' That illusion stimulates a man's mating instincts, exploding his possessiveness with 'This pussy has to be mine♥'."
"Ooh...!"
"So while a clean, dry state like this is aesthetically great, it's a bit lacking in terms of real-world sex appeal."
I nodded solemnly as I spouted complete nonsense.
And inside, I muttered like a true prayer.
Please believe it.
Please... fill your womb with faith instead of dick by believing my bullshit.
That was when it happened.
"...So, Counselor."
Ren, still holding her pussy wide open, twisted her waist slightly to look back at me.
Her red eyes were moist, the gaze of a woman earnestly awaiting serious counseling.
"How can I... make it wetter?"
...It came.
The real deal!
The fork in the road between prostate rape or surviving as a pussy appraiser.
"Ah, well..."
I broke out in cold sweat, staring at her pussy while revving my brain to max RPM.
"Women... need both psychological and physical stimulation at the same time to get wet."
"Ooh..."
Ren even let out an exclamation of admiration.
In that ass-spreading pose, she clutched the sleeves of her kimono tight, leaning in to listen.
"In other words, visual appeal and a mindset of acknowledging your own sexual value are key."
"Mindset..."
"Exactly. So let's do a simple training exercise right now."
I said it as casually as possible.
Though my heart was pounding up to my ears at the thought of "rolling dick in consultations" inside my brain.
"First, use two fingers to... gently stroke up and down your outer labia."
"L-Like this?"
Shh... Shh...
As Ren's two fingers slid along the plump flesh, the spread vulva quivered slightly, starting to glisten.
"Perfect. And... every time you do, say it to yourself."
"W-What...?"
I caught my breath for a moment, acting like a real counselor.
Well, I was one, but anyway, like a total hypnotist.
"'This pussy is a weapon that drives men insane.'"
"This pussy... is a weapon that drives men... insane."
Ren trembled her thighs with every syllable, putting strength into her fingertips spreading her pussy.
Squelch.
Her outer labia parted slightly, the inner flesh starting to glisten wetly.
"Counselor... Is it... getting wet now...?"
"Hmm... I need to check. Could you... spread it a bit more clearly for me?"
"Yes♥"
Streeetch—!
Ren spread her fingers wider, ripping her gaping vulva to the sides.
From deep inside the opened slit, clear pussy juice pooled thinly and dripped "plip plop" onto the table.
The sweet night-flower scent overwhelmed the fine wine aroma in the restaurant.
Yes... She's gaining confidence in her own pussy...! At this rate, she'll really awaken it as a seduction weapon...?
I was grinning like an idiot lost in victory.
That was the moment.
—Click.
The restaurant door opened.
"...?!"
I reflexively ducked my head under the table.
An S-Rank hunter with her kimono skirt hiked up, bent over, pussy ripped wide open.
A male counselor nodding seriously, staring like he was analyzing it.
...It was obvious how anyone who just walked in would see this.
"Excuse me, for dessert today..."
The waiter approached with a silver tray.
And then.
Even seeing Ren kneeling on the table with her pussy spread wide, he didn't bat an eye.
"Vanilla ice cream or macarons?"
"......Pardon?"
"Macarons for me♥"
Ren replied, still in position, even as a transparent thread of pussy juice dangled from between her torn-open inner labia.
The waiter nodded, his arm brushing lightly over her gaping vulva as he neatly set down the cutlery.
And then—
"Honored guest, inspecting your pussy for charm appeal is of course only natural, but since this is a dining establishment, we'd appreciate it if you continued after your meal."
"...?"
I froze solid.
Ren bowed her head and pulled down her kimono skirt to cover up.
"Ah, my apologies. I got a bit excited during the meal..."
Her face held no shame—just regret for breaching restaurant etiquette.
The waiter smiled nonchalantly.
"No problem at all, ma'am. Everyone does it once before eating these days. Dessert will be out shortly."
Click.
As the door closed, only the wine scent and pussy juice smell lingered in the restaurant again.
......
What?
The waiter had just treated this whole situation as completely normal.
...Hold on. This isn't Ren being affected... it's
this restaurant, this space, even that guy.
All within the range of my Common Sense Alteration?
"A woman's charm comes from her pussy."
Had that become ingrained as actual common sense in reality?
Ren adjusted her kimono skirt and sat back in her chair.
Her expression calm, like she hadn't just been ripping her inner labia apart on the table, dripping pussy juice moments ago.
"Counselor."
"Yes...?"
"Let's call it here for today... and schedule a proper session next time."
"Ah... Yeah. That sounds good."
I nodded along.
...Yeah, let's just roll with this for now.
My head was already plastered with thoughts of whether Common Sense Alteration had spread to this whole space or not.
The waiter treated the pussy like it was normal... What if the entire restaurant is in range?
Unable to resist the curiosity, I casually picked up my drink and tested the waters.
"Hmm... But you know."
"Yes?"
"That waiter earlier... Should I take a quick look at her pussy too? Just in case she's overlooking some hidden charm."
"........."
But in that instant.
Ren's expression cooled drastically.
"...What are you saying?"
"...Pardon?"
"How does peering into a woman's pussy help with charm or appeal?"
"...?!"
"If it's a joke, it's not funny."
She was ice-cold now, like the woman who'd been quivering her vulva wide open moments ago had been someone else entirely—like a real client here for counseling.
"......Ah."
Only then did I realize.
The waiter brushing it off so casually wasn't because of my skill.
Common Sense Alteration had only applied to "Ren."
...Fuck. So that pussy-spreading show earlier was really this woman brainwashed by my words.
The world hadn't changed—just one person's brain had gone fucking haywire.
In the end, the session with Ren was scheduled for a week later.
To be precise, a session on "spreading the pussy to enhance charm."
'...Ha, fuck.'
Is this okay as a counselor?
No, it's not.
Of course it's not.
Using an ability to brainwash a patient's common sense by rolling dick in their head, and calling it an "experiment"? That's insane from the start.
But.
'...What if it actually helps with treatment?'
That thought flashed through my mind.
If this power could truly correct the deviant sexual urges of patients addicted to lust.
Then... this isn't an ethical violation. It's a therapeutic approach.
No, it's treatment.
It's treatment!
...It could be.
......It might...
.........It will.
And... maybe, just a little, I was curious too.
Curious as a "man" how far she would go—blushing at my words, hiking up her kimono, spreading her pussy—how far she would believe "my words."
In the end, the next morning.
"Master♥"
The beastkin came running up, tail wagging furiously.
My assigned patient, Yoo Narae.
"Hello, Narae."
"Master~! What perverted training today♥ Nude walkies? Pussy scent spraying? Masturbation hold-back?♥"
I hurriedly stopped her as she lifted one leg to take a piss-stance.
"No, today... just a walk."
"......Huh? Just a walk?"
"Yes. Very... normally. But it could help with your treatment."
"Ooh...♥"
Narae clung to my arm, eyes sparkling like a pet hearing about a treat.
Yeah, a walk today.
And during that walk... test if this "Common Sense Alteration" skill really works on Narae too.