#1 - That Intern is Weird (Former Idol Han Jisu - Hypnosis Counseling Sex♥) (1)
I wanted to live in a world where I could fuck hot girls left and right. I'd wished for that lame-ass wish upon a shooting star, and next thing I knew, I'd been isekai'd into an eroge world.
A pragmatic guy like me ends up in a third-rate eroge with a trash-tier worldview. Magical girls flying around, monsters smashing buildings, aliens descending, hunters battling monsters in bloody fights—total chaos.
Dugeundugeun Healing Soul Co.
The title of the eroge I got isekai'd into, and the name of the main-stage company. Sounds like a healing corp that soothes the souls of weary modern folks, but the reality is totally different.
Anyway. To explain: this company deals in hypnosis. Toying with humans via hypnosis is their core business.
The president? A hypnosis yokai ghost. All the other employees are yokai too, each with their own hypnosis tech.
The only humans are me and Deputy Manager Lee Joohee here. But she's hired as a hypnosis guinea pig and the company's "company slave," so I'm the only real human.
...Or that's the setup. In the game, anyway. And it matches my current situation shockingly well.
Up to that point, it's the same. The problem starts after.
In the game, there's a command window with all sorts of options. Spend points to unlock skills, buy tools, and grow into a proper hypnosis master—that's the story.
But here? No command window. I screamed "status window" till I was hoarse, but nothing pops up. No gallery window to give me advice, either.
Once you sign the contract, voluntary quitting is impossible. Only way out is getting fired, but that's game over.
And in the game, game over means something brutally horrific.
So what do I do? What can I do? I had no choice but to study hypnosis like my life depended on it.
To work at this company. To avoid getting fired. That was all I could do.
"Goddammit! It's all fucking soaked!"
From the morning, I was wrestling a gushing pipe in the bathroom.
Handjob courtesy of Deputy Manager this morning had me in a good mood, but now it's nosediving to rock bottom.
There was a complaint about the bathroom plumbing, so they told me to check it right away. "I'm an employee, not a plumber," I said? Useless excuse.
Here, interns are slave labor. You do what you're told. Plus, daily bathroom and office cleaning? All on me.
Please, at least hire a janitor.
"Han Intern~ So the bathroom... Oh my, this won't do."
Section Chief Park Sea peeked in from the door, saw me battling the spraying pipe, and slyly half-hid her face again.
"How long to fix it, Han Intern?"
"......No clue! Ngh!"
"Yeah? Finish in five minutes somehow. Then clean up, change, and get downstairs in ten. Customer's coming soon."
"Yes?!"
She vanished without hearing my reply, cold as ice.
Five minutes? No idea if possible. But I have to.
Late means penalty points. Can't have those. Too many means firing. Firing is a hard no.
Here, firing = game over. Game over is absolutely not happening.
From what I know, game over in this game means something worse than death.
"...Nngh! Come on, me...! Die, you pipe bastard...!!"
I wrenched the pipe joint with my wrench, fighting desperately to avoid the axe.
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.
.
Unfortunately, finishing repairs and cleanup in ten was physically impossible.
I dashed into the fifth-floor Healing Soul Mental Clinic thirty minutes later.
"Ugh... Sorry I'm late...."
"You're late~ Han Intern. Quitting on us?"
Section Chief Park Sea grinned, swishing her devil tail hidden under her skirt.
I didn't want to be late. Fixed the pipe? Toilet backed up, bathroom became a shit sea.
Dealing with that hell, washing off the muck—thirty minutes was a miracle for me.
"What now~? Work's all done already~."
"......."
"Don't look so down. President won't deduct points for this~ And honestly, you already know what we're showing today."
Still couldn't relax. Our president doesn't bend on rules.
Penalty points are inevitable. Sucks.
"Anyway, customer's in there. Last touches on you, Han Intern. Cool?"
"What about you, Section Chief?"
"Sudden craving for sweet dessert. Grabbing some nearby."
"Again...."
She's hooked on those trendy chewy cookies. Ditches work mid-day for them often.
And cleanup from her abandoned tasks? Usually mine.
"I'll supervise later, so go wild. Use her however till then."
Park Sea left, so I headed to the consultation room.
Dimly lit room: customer dozing on the plush sofa.
I clomped my shoes loud—no reaction. Fingered a snap by her ear—nothing.
Whispered in her ear:
"Mirror Country's Alice, lost the way."
Park Sea's pre-set trigger. Dead-still customer twitched instantly.
Lids fluttered; eyes cracked open faintly.
Eyes open, but still sleep-obedient. Pretty pupils stared blankly like flawless glass marbles, lightless.
Confirmed state, checked her profile again:
Address, marital status, notes—all checked. Set tablet aside.
"Pretty face from an idol, huh."
Never cared for idols. Especially this world's. But objectively, celebrity-tier looks.
Post-retirement maintenance? Perfect proportions, zero flab.
Can't stare forever. Time for finishing touches.
No rushing or mistakes. Park Sea prepped her, so safe to get bold.
"Alice of Wonderland, found the way."
Next trigger whispered. Soon, light returned to her eyes slowly.
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Section Chief Park Sea of the Instructor Division at Dugeundugeun Healing Soul Co.—a succubus—returned thirty minutes later.
Dugeundugeun Healing Soul Co.
Desserts are the best. As a succubus, she doesn't need human food, but desserts? She seeks them out.
Trendy chewy cookies? Perfect for her taste. No weight worries.
Ate a ton today. Took longer than expected.
That dim intern—hope he fucked up.
Succubus instinct? She loves others' mishaps and flusters.
Thirty minutes away wasn't just dessert.
'That girl's trickier than she looks.'
Even vet like her struggled first session. Now docile via repeats and hypnosis, but one slip and unstable.
Worst case: hypnosis breaks.
'That'd be fun.'
Not wishing he'd crash and burn. But him begging her for help? Delicious.
Or frustrated, dick hard but defeated? Cute.
Anticipating, she cracked the door.
Instantly, pent-up moans and thick pussy scent burst out.
"Ahh, ah, aaaah♡"
Room soundproofed. She heard only after opening.
"Haaah...♡ Good, so good good good...♡♡ Too good♡♡"
Familiar female moans to her.
Burst in: client Han Jisu bracing wall, naked, one leg up like a slut.
Her ex-virgin pussy: intern's cock pistoning in and out.
"Ooh, tight, so tight, Idol-nim. Squeezing like it'll milk me dry...!"
"Nngh♡ Nngh♡ Feels good...♡♡ Aang...♡♡ Me too, me tooo...♡♡ Hiiik♡♡ Cumming♡ Gonna cum-♡"
Intern's thrusts intensified, then he came. She climaxed in sync.
So loud and long her moan dragged; then she pissed herself.
Shook head "no no" in shame, but once started, bladder emptied fully.
"Ah~ What a mess on the consultation room."
"U, uh...♡ Sorry, so sorry...♡"
"Good girl, apology accepted."
Intern Igyeol petted Han Jisu's head. She nuzzled back like a loving pup.
Succubus Section Chief Park Sea watched the whole scene in a daze.