Culprit #19 (Hypnotist Dang Jin-ah - Hypnosis Interrogation♥, Naked Tits Squish-Squish, Nipples Pinch-Pinch♥) (1)
Dang Jin-ah, a student at Cheonmyeong University, had an older brother quite a bit her senior. Among yokai, her brother was one of the elite elite—possessing overwhelming yokai power, exquisite spells, and even razor-sharp intellect. He was the kind of guy where "perfect" didn't even begin to cover it.
As his little sister, Jin-ah had inherited yokai blood too. But hers was so diluted she was practically human. That's why she attended a human university—to live like a normal person, unburdened by her faint yokai heritage.
Unlike her, her brilliant brother had gone pro long ago. Whatever he did, it made full use of yokai traits. Jin-ah felt a vague curiosity mixed with sibling admiration.
Then one day, her brother—who'd cut off contact after going pro—returned. Something messy had gone down at his old workplace, from the looks of it.
He cautiously asked Jin-ah for help. She was essential to a new venture he was plotting with old colleagues.
Of course, she was thrilled. Even after hearing the details, her excitement didn't fade.
Fooling dumb college girls and selling them to stinky rich old pervs? Sounds hilarious just thinking about it.
And the pay was generous too.
Her role? Lure in the college girls as the smiling face. Women were better at reeling in other women. Plus, as a current student, she could spread rumors and draw in more prey.
Her brother taught her the methods, provided the tools and skills. She couldn't match him, but she could cast basic hypnosis and suggestions with spells now. It made her far more efficient.
That was her job's extent. She'd lure girls in with "club activities," then hand them straight to her brother and his crew.
His hypnosis was on another level. The girls fell instantly, entering the "conditioning" process to become products.
Once prepped, they'd be sold to clients. Not forever, though—contracts ran 2 to 5 years, like rentals.
What happened after? Jin-ah didn't know, didn't care. No need for a mere sister to question her great brother's plans.
Things shifted a few days ago. They'd been cruising smoothly, but outsiders were starting to notice.
They'd bought off some school bigwigs and staff for time, but it only bought a little wiggle room.
Then word came: the school hired a pro exorcist.
Time to pack up shop. But it wasn't urgent. Jin-ah and her brother knew the exorcist—admitted with school perks—and had taken precautions.
Keep going too long, you'd get caught. Pull out now, but they figured months, maybe half a year, of buffer.
That changed the next day.
His voice trembled like never before.
And just like that, their business wrapped. Temporarily.
Oppa holed up in a temporary base far from school, erasing traces before moving again. Contact would be impossible for a while.
Jin-ah stayed at school. Could've vanished with him, but this identity was too valuable for the revival. Plus, she needed to watch developments, monitor the exorcist, intervene if needed.
Above all, I wanna see for myself what this Healing Soul is that freaked Oppa out so bad.
So she played the normal college girl, orbiting Exorcist Kwon Dahye.
And now, time snaps back to the present.
After grabbing the "mastermind" who'd shown up at the exorcist's place, we headed straight back to the company.
"Impressive, newbie. If this is legit, you've nailed a huge one."
We're in a meeting room at Dugeundugeun Healing Soul Co.. Section Chief Kim Alice—who'd just arrived—listened to the black幕 herself, Dang Jin-ah, spill the whole story. Her tone mixed awe.
Chief Alice wasn't just impressed at catching the perp. This case had nothing to do with us. It shouldn't have.
"She's not our employee. But the hypnosis she learned? Straight from our company's roots. Meaning the guy who taught her is one of ours."
Alice roughly stroked the doll-like Jin-ah's blank face as she continued.
"Her 'brother'? Gotta be one of our ex-employees. I can guess who. His hypnosis has this unique, nasty quirk... impossible to miss."
She clicked her tongue: Guy's tastes haven't changed. Clearly no fan of the ex.
Yeah, when we spotted those hypnosis traces around school, I felt the same. Made my skin crawl—that tacky, bad-taste vibe lingering faintly. Frowned more than once.
"So what's the plan, Chief?"
"Wait for the President or Park Chief. They're due in three hours. I gotta head out again—intern, you mind watching her?"
"Of course not, Chief."
"...Have your fun, but don't overdo it."
Alice chugged half the coffee Lee Joohee brought, then splashed the rest right in Jin-ah's face. Cold brew—no burn risk.
"...Just thinking of that bastard after so long pisses me off. Useless slippery fuck—gonna grab him this time and wreck him."
With that, Alice stormed out.
I took dripping Jin-ah and the waiting exorcist—brought along for the ride—to the inner break room.
We stripped Jin-ah of her coffee-soaked clothes, leaving her buck naked.
Full, heavy tits on a tall, statuesque beauty. Flashy face, flashy style—smart, confident vibe for sure.
I grabbed her chin, dripped a few drops of potion.
Then tested the bounce—kneaded those tits, toyed with the nipples.
Too soon for full effect, but a light fondle had her nips hardening quick.
Exorcist Kwon Dahye watched with conflicted eyes. She'd heard the confession, but still couldn't buy it. This chick the culprit? Accomplices? How'd they catch her? How'd they even peg her?
She'd grilled me relentlessly on the way here, but I kept dodging: Tell you soon. Like he was savoring her impatience.
Just as Dahye gave up—Guess he won't spill—I casually fingered her pussy after the nips and spoke up.
"Really wanna know? Might disappoint you—'that's it?'"
"...Finally gonna explain, old man? Been asking!"
"Explaining twice is a pain."
I nodded at Jin-ah.
She'd been doll-still except for questions, but now she twitched at our stares. Her wandering eyes locked on me, glaring sharp.
"You...!"
Dahye tensed, ready—Jin-ah's awareness back.
But she was conscious only; limbs bound like invisible chains, immobile.
"Woke when the coffee hit, right? Planned to bolt at an opening after... Whatever."
"I'll kill you."
"Curious how, though? Exorcist here's dying to know too. One explanation—listen up. Kinda lame story, though."
"I'll kill you...!"
Jin-ah gnashed teeth, eyes blazing hate and rage. More threats, growls.
"Before you kill me—shut up that damn ringing in my head! Please!"
A gut-wrenching wail, like howling despair. Seemed murderous at a glance, but her face paled in deeper terror.
Dahye couldn't parse it. I could—and just grinned enigmatically.
Jin-ah sensed the anomaly two days after spotting me in that classroom.
Days prior, she'd been there when I fucked the exorcist. Everyone else hypnotized, blind to us like ghosts—but not her.
Brother taught her resistance for emergencies.
She played along perfectly—no slip-ups. Seen hypnotized reactions dozens of times; easy mimicry.
Thought she'd passed clean. Figured we weren't threats anyway.
Oppa's overreacting. Or maybe the guy's just a brainless horndog.
All he did was abuse valuable hypnosis for public groping—pointless idiocy.
A few days later, Jin-ah started hearing inexplicable voices.
Relentless demands to repent. The hallucinations battered her eardrums and neurons from everywhere, tormenting her mercilessly...