The Convenience Store's Elf Clerk (Busty Elf Clerk - Breast Payment♥ Please Knead My Squishy Titties♥) (1)
I posted about the exorcist in the company group chat. The president didn't use SNS, so she wasn't in the chat, and the two section chiefs seemed busy since they hadn't checked it. But one section chief—the only one—confirmed the message.
It would take a little time to get here, she replied.
While waiting, I sat the exorcist in a chair and bound her arms and legs with industrial tape. For good measure, I blindfolded her eyes. That would help keep her unconscious a bit longer.
The hypnosis I'd put on this exorcist girl was just an instant one, done on the spot. It wouldn't last long. It could wear off anytime. Even if she woke up right now, it wouldn't be strange. So I had to be careful.
In fact, the sex earlier had been risky too. The pain of her hymen tearing could have broken the hypnosis just as easily. I should've held back, but...
'How could I possibly hold back?'
A 22-year-old college student's virginity—arrogant exorcist lady or not. No way I could've resisted.
From the interrogation earlier, she'd stormed the office because of some ominous prophecy. I had no idea what it said or what disaster it foretold. And I didn't need to know. Even in the game, it was just mentioned as an ominous prophecy—no specifics.
Prophecies and all that were just excuses to lure exorcists here. No need to take it seriously.
What I needed to think about was something else.
'Exorcist appearances probably happen when karma hits 400 or higher...'
Bad events triggered every time karma rose past certain thresholds. This exorcist's arrival was definitely one of them.
If you didn't handle karma-induced bad events properly, it was game over. For example, if I'd just let her attack the office without resisting, it'd be a straight bad ending.
That's why I'd risked the instant hypnosis, staking my life on it.
The annoying part was that even if you scraped by right after it triggered, you'd have to keep dealing with her in phases afterward. Otherwise, the same person would trigger another bad event, leading to game over again.
'The exorcist route bad ending was definitely... the lab rat ending, right?'
Dragged off to some research institute under the Exorcist Association or whatever, dissected alive for experiments. Test subject for new spells or curses. And when you were used up, your body parts and organs became offerings or sacrifices for controlling spirits—anyway, a gruesome end.
Just get rid of her, please.
And soon enough, Section Chief Park Sea arrived at the company. She gawked at the bound Kwon Dahye, then let out a groan.
"What the hell. You caught some monster girl? How'd you do it?"
"Monster? She looks perfectly fine. What makes her a monster to you, Section Chief? Judging by looks?"
"Not what I meant. Her spiritual power. Spiritual power."
I had no clue, even then. And Section Chief Park didn't seem interested in explaining it to me.
"Impressive. Must be from some powerful bloodline. And to refine that much spiritual power so neatly—she's got real talent. No way. I can't charm a girl like this. Even the president might struggle."
I didn't get it, but Section Chiefs like Park and the president used yokai powers for hypnosis. Kwon Dahye, being an exorcist, had resistance to yokai powers. So Park's hypnosis wouldn't stick easily.
'In the game, strategies varied by character too.'
You had to pick hypnosis methods matching their resistances and personalities. Some fell to spell-based hypnosis; others needed raw, primitive techniques. This woman was the latter.
That's why my instant hypnosis had worked so well. High resistance to the former meant low resistance to the latter.
"Send her back for now. Even hypnotized, an exorcist might react to a yokai like me. Dangerous."
As Section Chief Park Sea said, we decided to release her for now. Before sending her off, I erased her memories of the raid and recorded her contact info and address. Now we could meet again anytime.
Next time, no instant hypnosis—I'd prepare thoroughly and hit her with a proper one...
Ding—
The silence in the hotel room shattered with the company messenger alert. Kang Rita glanced at the screen, saw Intern Han Igyeol's name in the group chat, and irritably closed the window.
Kang Rita hated Han Igyeol. Hated him so much that she'd skim his messages and delete the chat history immediately. She couldn't stand even a single kilobyte of his trace on her phone.
Honestly, even she didn't know why she loathed him that much. She wasn't into guys, but she didn't hate them all either. Just him. Simply him. The reason didn't matter.
"Here you go, miss. The info you wanted, and a spare ID card for access."
It was a hotel room. Kang Rita the employee was having a discreet meeting. With a man, but nothing sexual. He was a fixer running a secret agency.
Kang Rita had connections ready in all sorts of fields.
"Took you long enough."
"Can't be helped. Top magical girl company in the industry? Security and systems are airtight. Not easy. And they guard the girls' personal info like fortresses..."
"You had her real name. Should've been easy."
"Well, yeah... can't deny that."
His nagging tone grated as always. He talked like an old geezer, but he was barely early 30s—it felt like ill-fitting clothes.
Whatever. She jerked her chin, snatching the document envelope. Two main things inside: massive personal file on the superstar magical girl Stellaris Hope—aka Baek Arin—and a forged ID for her company.
"Cover's a janitor. Not glamorous, but easy to move in."
Looks didn't matter. Access was all.
'Still, two weeks just to prep for approach...'
This target was tough. Magical girls hid their private lives; they only appeared fighting villains. Had to infiltrate her base directly.
Even then, it took Kang Rita two weeks. If she'd left it to that pathetic intern Han Igyeol, he'd flounder for a month or two, waving the white flag.
If he just gave up from lack of options, fine. But if he brainwashed randos left and right to force a way, karma would skyrocket.
'Hypnotizing anyone outside designated targets builds karma.'
That's why even with hypnosis powers, you couldn't abuse them. Kang Rita did brainwash unrelated civilians when necessary, but only minimally.
"One more thing."
"Yeah?"
"About Stellaris's personal info. Some parts are missing."
She flipped to the page he mentioned. Blanks here and there.
"More hidden stuff, looks like. I'll dig deeper and send updates."
Enough to start investigating now, even with gaps. Kang Rita nodded and dismissed him.
Of course, not forgetting to fuzz his memory of the meeting, erasing any info on her. He'd only recall fulfilling some client's request, nothing more.
Kang Rita decided to rest a day, then move in earnest. Four months to lure and train the target... a bit tight.
......
No word from senior Kang Rita yet. But she replied to my occasional check-ins, so probably fine.
The exorcist raid was days ago. After that, no new issues—back to the company's laid-back routine.
Ding-a-ling—
"Welcome!"
The elf clerk at the convenience store near the office greeted me brightly as I entered. Same thought every time: why was such a pretty elf working part-time at this out-of-the-way store?
Especially her breasts. Huge. So big the shirt wrapping them looked ready to burst. A busty elf clerk like that should draw crowds—but it didn't. The remote location meant even fewer customers than average. Made me worry for the business.
Whatever, game world. Had to accept it.
Grabbed some stuff, headed to the counter. The elf clerk beamed.
"That bread again today. You must really like it."
She always chatted warmly when I came. Few customers, so extra friendly. No annoyance.
"How'll you pay?"
"The usual."
"Got it."
She smiled brightly as always, then without hesitation unbuttoned her vest and shirt from the bottom.
The shirt parted, revealing the voluptuous breasts straining against a pale green bra.
With practiced ease, she unhooked the front clasp—pop—and the suppressed, ripe fruits bounced free.
Gathering her clothes, the elf cupped her heavy breasts with both hands and thrust them toward me.
Her cheeks flushed pink despite the boldness.
"Y-Your requested... breast payment. Please knead my breasts with your hands until they make noise..."
Her shy, trembling voice was my cue. I reached out without holding back, gripping the clerk's pale orbs firmly.
Soft flesh overflowing my palms. The chewy bounce squeezing between my fingers with every squeeze, warm body heat spreading sweet milky scent. Her luscious elf tits melting my hands and brain with every motion.