#8 This City and All Its Women Are Mine (Heart Investigator - Hypnosis Teasing in Public Place♥) (4)
"That woman... my hypnosis didn't take to her all that well. She kept trying to resist it."
I'd heard from Lete about the investigator named Heart who'd shown up not long ago. According to Lete's sharp eye, she was a Lv.2 hero unit. And apparently, the hypnosis hadn't worked properly on her either. Did she have some kind of skill or ability that resisted it? I wasn't sure of the details, but hypnosis not landing cleanly wasn't an ideal situation.
That said, it hadn't failed completely. Lete had deliberately invited her into the reception room, even considering using force to subdue her if things went south, just to gauge her reactions. In the end, she'd confirmed that shallow hypnosis could take hold. When sending her off, Lete had handed her an incense burner that lowers hypnosis resistance and implanted a suggestion to use it daily.
They'd taken those precautions, but Lete advised keeping our distance for the time being. Otherwise, there'd have been no reason to assign her that "heretic" investigation request—she'd have just shipped her straight off to the Bewitching Forest.
"Yeah, you're right. We definitely need to play it careful, like you said. Sounds like she won't go down easy without hypnosis to soften up a proper Persuasion."
Got it. Heart the investigator, no less—a messenger from the Holy Light Kingdom. Gotta watch out, anyway. My current self and my nameless nation are still super weak and fragile. One wrong spotlight, and we'd get swept away in no time...
Heart the investigator emerged from her room a bit late and headed into the streets. She'd stayed up late the night before, lost in intense masturbation until she passed out, but that had nothing to do with her sleeping in. Oversleeping was just her usual habit. They'd factored that into her schedule and plans, so there were zero issues.
Today's agenda... staking out that cafe, I guess.
Today, she'd hole up in a targeted cafe, sniffing out any potential heretic movements. Why a cafe? It was the conclusion from her investigations over the past few days. They were highly likely using a specific one.
And while I'm at it, gotta try that famous chick cake~♪
The cafe's chick cake was legendary—famous enough to be known even in the Holy Light Kingdom. No way a dessert fanatic like her would miss this chance.
Before heading to the cafe, she got a message from her contact: "The city lord summons you." They hadn't shared her location or anything, so she'd been communicating with the city lord who'd assigned her the request via a prearranged contact.
She asked why, but the contact knew nothing.
Suspicious.
She'd taken the heretic scouting job, but it hadn't been long enough for results. The city lord knew that. Even if it wasn't about the investigation, the total silence was fishy. From the start, Heart hadn't trusted that city lord. Couldn't. The day they'd met, she'd picked up seriously shady vibes.
Anyway, hold off. Pass. No way she'd blindly follow a sketchy summons like that. Especially not today, when she'd set her heart on that chick cake. Her brain and stomach were already craving the sugar!
"Tell them I have something important right now, so I'll visit later."
Heart passed that along to the contact and headed straight to her original target, the cafe, without incident.
As she'd hoped, the chick cake was exquisite. Not just the shape—the golden egg cream bursting out from inside was perfection. While most famous desserts were overhyped rumors (about 70% of the info out there), this one lived up to the hype.
But I only heard about the chick cake...
The other desserts look delicious too.
Like this egg pudding. Or goose tart, duck charlotte, buttery scones loaded with it, peach pie. Gulp.
I'm here already—gotta try these too.
It'll help with my dessert journal drafts for fun, anyway.
Decision made fast. Ignoring belly fat worries, she ordered quick before her resolve weakened. Soon, her desserts arrived one by one.
"Wow!"
They were so pretty, cute, and mouthwatering, lined up on the table—she let out a gasp. Heart beamed, pondering Which to try first? Oh, pics first... her heart racing, when suddenly someone plopped down in the chair across from her.
Without hesitation, he stabbed his spoon right into the egg pudding in front of her.
"........."
"Whoa, tons of desserts. I'm no good with sweets, though. Ex was the same. How do women inhale this stuff nonstop? Say they're too full for dinner, then head out for sugar anyway. Women are weird, huh?"
He hadn't just stabbed vertically. He swirled it around, turning the cute egg shape into a messy pudding pile. Then scooped a big bite to his mouth.
"...Sweet. Insanely sweet."
He even grimaced. What. What the hell was this guy?
Heart froze in utter shock and bewilderment.
"........."
But it wasn't just his unbelievable rudeness. First, the ominous aura radiating from him. Second, the long-eared demon woman who'd silently appeared beside her—someone she vaguely recognized, and clearly way stronger at a glance.
"Mind if we chat a bit, Investigator Heart?"
"...First things first, wouldn't it be polite to say who you are, handsome?"
"Whoops, my bad. Fair point. And thanks for the 'handsome'—makes the effort on my hair and outfit worth it."
"Lord Gaon is always handsome."
"Lete, thanks. Feels weird hearing that from you, though."
The man grinned playfully, then dramatically pointed to himself with an arm flourish.
"Nice to meet you. I'm the King of Ruin you've been looking for, Investigator Heart. Here's to a good time."
—Of course, calling myself the King of Ruin was just a joke.
Investigator Heart had come all this way hunting for signs of the King of Ruin's existence. She'd even planned to trek to my base in the Bewitching Forest for it. So I just introduced myself that way for laughs.
In reality, I'm just a normal player who stumbled into this world by chance—a shrewd, kind-hearted citizen, nothing more. I explained that (not the whole truth, just enough) with some Persuasion, and she bought it.
Guess sincere Persuasion really works, huh.
"I-is th-that... so? A m-misunderstanding... ♡"
"Yup, yup. That's right. Like that holy knight who attacked me before—everyone keeps trying to kill me over misunderstandings. Such a hassle."
"S-sorry... Hnngh... I was... out of... line... Ah... ♡"
"Good girl. If you know it was rude, give me a comforting kiss. Kiss."
"Nyaah... ♡ Mmmph... *smack*... *smooch*... ♡"
And now Investigator Heart was naked, back pressed to my chest in my lap. I turned her head for a kiss while fondling her small breasts and perky nipples.
Under the aphrodisiac caress of a succubus like Lete, her nipples were already rock-hard, swollen and erect. Between her forcibly spread legs, pussy juice squirted out in lewd spurts. A light stroke up her virgin slit made her hips buck wildly, helpless.
After an endless kiss laced with soul-sucking, her face pulled away, a string of saliva trailing from our tongues. Heart panted in a daze. Even a Lv.2 unit would struggle to think straight after that.
"Anyway, Lete was spot on. Felt like hypnosis wasn't sticking as well as usual."
"Ha... Ah... Y-yes... M-my mental... stats are high... probably..."
"Stats, huh. Right, there were numbers like that. You can even check your own?"
"...Magic tools for... measuring... or temples... can check..."
"I see. Interesting~."
Heart knew way more info than I'd guessed. I happily listened as she spilled it, pinching her clit in praise. That alone sent her into deep ecstasy, squirting pussy juice right there in the middle of the cafe.
No uproar in the cafe, though. No one batted an eye at her shameless display in public—they just kept doing their own thing.
"Lord Gaon's hypnosis feels... off somehow..."
Lete muttered that, sitting across from me, munching through the desserts on the table. Over half were already gone. How could she devour that much teeth-rotting sweetness? Women really are incomprehensible.
