Chapter 27. If I keep going like this, it's going to explode.

Thanks to Lim Seo-yoon's shameful display, which made me wonder if I was dreaming or awake, I was shocked, but I knew what I had to do: carry Lim Seo-yoon up to the second floor. I quickly and carefully lifted Lim Seo-yoon, who had collapsed, lost consciousness, and was trembling.

"Ugh."

It's fucking hard. It wasn't that Lim Seo-yoon was heavy—well, carrying a limp person is difficult in itself—but it was her trembling body. And the fluids streaming out of her vagina. She was still leaking so much that I wondered if she was broken.

The only saving grace was that it wasn't sticky arousal fluid. Since I was carrying her bridal-style, I couldn't see my feet, and arousal fluid is slippery, isn't it? If I had the bad luck to step on it and fall, neither I nor the unconscious Lim Seo-yoon would likely come out of it in one piece.

It's easy enough here in the living room, but if I slipped on her fluids while going up the stairs, Choi Yeon-ju might have to call the police first.

Reporting two deaths from rolling down the stairs.

Since that's not a future I want, I carefully climbed the stairs one step at a time, heading toward the bedroom on the second floor where Choi Yeon-ju was hiding.

"Choi Yeon-ju! Choi Yeon-ju!"

Naturally, the door was closed. Since I was carrying Lim Seo-yoon, I couldn't open the door myself, so I desperately called out to Choi Yeon-ju. She needed to come out quickly so Lim Seo-yoon wouldn't wake up.

Fortunately, the door opened immediately.

"Please come in quickly."

Choi Yeon-ju said that and immediately stepped aside. I quickly carried Lim Seo-yoon and carefully entered the bedroom.

But the bedroom had changed a bit.

"...What is this?"

"It's equipment for proper suggestion. It's not perfectly made, but it'll do for now. I'll make proper equipment someday. Though I'll have to move out first."

Next to the bed where Choi Yeon-ju and I sleep, various pieces of equipment were spread out. There were bags, and a flash point was tied to a stand while connected to a complex-looking circuit. There were even things that looked like surgical tools.

To be honest, they were creepy enough to give me goosebumps.

"Are you going to use all of that today?"

"Isn't that obvious? It's something that has to be done to properly fix this woman's head."

I feel bad for Choi Yeon-ju, but honestly, I was a bit reluctant. Of course, I couldn't say that. Hypnotizing Lim Seo-yoon is all for my sake.

Even though I started it, now that Choi Yeon-ju is getting ready, I realize, 'Oh, I really am doing something wicked!'

Of course, at the point where I don't say anything, my desire to fuck Lim Seo-yoon's pussy has won over my guilt.

I really want to fuck her, so what can I do?

I have to cheer her on.

"Good luck."

"If you're going to keep killing the mood like that, I'd appreciate it if you went ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠outside and waited."

"Do you not need me?"

"I don't need you."

Choi Yeon-ju nodded. But I don't want to leave. Watching the hypnosis process in person is quite fun.

I quickly shook my head.

"Sorry. I won't say things like that."

"From now on, just stay quiet."

"Got it."

I should just stay still like a student on a field trip.

I quickly laid Lim Seo-yoon on the bed and took a seat where I could see the bed well. Choi Yeon-ju clicked her tongue as if displeased, approached Lim Seo-yoon, and brought over the black rectangular bag that was nearby and opened it.

Inside, there was a respirator, a tube, and something that looked like a square machine.

"What is that?"

"...You keep asking..."

"No. I'm just curious. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Really."

"Since I don't know when she'll wake up, I'm making sure she can't. It's Chaos Flower Pollen Extract. There are some side effects, but she won't be able to come to her senses."

"What are the side effects?"

"Depending on the amount, she might have nightmares. And naturally, there's a chance her brain could get damaged if she inhales too much."

"...Is it okay to do that?"

"Then would you like to do it? Are you asking because you don't know that it's safer if I do it?"

"........"

No, that's not what I meant when I asked.

She seems very heated because I keep prying and getting in the way. I should stop talking and just watch.

Once I composed myself and shut my mouth, Choi Yeon-ju glanced at me and immediately began the preparations.

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After some time, Choi Yeon-ju's hypnosis preparations were finished. Lim Seo-yoon was in such ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a sorry state, stripped of her clothes and with various pieces of equipment attached to her body. It wasn't that I didn't know the names of any of the equipment, but I didn't really know what effects they had.

Pink smoke was leaking from the respirator she was wearing, being sucked into her nose and mouth. The metronome placed at the head of the bed made a tick, tick sound at regular intervals. Even though Lim Seo-yoon was unconscious, it felt like the tick, tick sound could be heard because of the gas coming from the respirator. It was because she kept frowning every time that sound was heard.

With her nipples standing erect due to the Goblin fluid, and the slimy pussy and bleeding clitoris visible between her legs, I swallowed hard at the sight, which was sexier than I expected.

Choi Yeon-ju looked back at me first. Then she raised her finger to her lips. It meant to be quiet.

When I nodded, Choi Yeon-ju began to start the engine.

"Lim Seo-yoon-ssi. Lim Seo-yoon-ssi. Can you hear me?"

"If you can hear me, please say 'Yes'."

Choi Yeon-ju asked in a quiet whisper.

It was a tense moment. Amidst the silence, Lim Seo-yoon answered in a voice that wouldn't be heard unless you were concentrating.

"Yes...."

"How do you feel right now? Are you uncomfortable?"

"A little... uncomfortable... breathing..."

"Now. I will brush your hair so you can feel better. The more I brush it, the better you will feel. Right?"

"Yes..."

As soon as Lim Seo-yoon's answer was heard, Choi Yeon-ju's hand began to move. I wondered what she meant by brushing her hair when there wasn't even a comb, but it turned out she was brushing it with her fingers. Choi Yeon-ju brushed her hair carefully and slowly.

As that action continued slowly, I could see Lim Seo-yoon's frowning eyebrows gradually smoothing out.

Fucking amazing.

I don't know why I'm turned on when there's nothing to be turned on by other than Lim Seo-yoon being naked, but I am.

So this is what I liked.

"Listen closely. Don't you hear a sound? What sound could it be?"

"Clock... second hand..."

Lim Seo-yoon answered Choi Yeon-ju's question. It seemed she had mistaken the metronome sound for the sound of a clock's second hand. The identity of the sound didn't seem important; Choi Yeon-ju began to speak to Lim Seo-yoon in a gentle tone that I would never hear normally.

"That's right. It's a very annoying sound. A sound that breaks concentration. Right?"

".....Yes.."

"I will keep brushing your hair. You will keep hearing the sound, but I will make you feel good, so you just need to fall asleep. Understand?"

"Yes....."

Lim Seo-yoon answered.

I was fucking curious why she turned on that metronome sound, but I couldn't ask.

It feels like something bad will happen if I speak now.

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Choi Yeon-ju continued to brush Lim Seo-yoon's hair with her hand. The basic preparations were finished. A pleasant climax, heightened sexual sensitivity, gas consisting of Chaos Flower Pollen Extract entering through the respirator, calming Lim Seo-yoon's consciousness with her touch, while pulling her consciousness back up with the annoying metronome sound. Although her suggestibility was high, Lim Seo-yoon had rarely been properly hypnotized, so she hadn't expected a deep trance state from the beginning.

This method of turning the switch of consciousness off and on at regular intervals was the hypnosis method that worked best on Lim Seo-yoon right now.

It was a method of making Lim Seo-yoon's consciousness travel back and forth between below and above the surface of sleep, making her unable to respond to attacks on her vulnerable subconscious.

"What did you do today?"

"...Disciple....training...."

"What kind of training did you do?"

"........"

Lim Seo-yoon spared her words at Choi Yeon-ju's question. Choi Yeon-ju snorted. The reason she couldn't speak was because shame was blocking her. It was proof that she had the awareness that she had done something shameful that she couldn't tell others.

I asked just in case, but it was as expected. It felt like the difficulty had increased a bit because the situation required planting a deeper suggestion than when she was first hypnotized, but from Choi Yeon-ju's perspective, it wasn't particularly difficult.

First, I have to lower her guard.

"Can you hear my voice?"

"Yes..."

"Can you feel my touch?"

"Yes...."

"How does my touch feel? I'm brushing your hair for you."

"Very... relieved... feels good...."

"Do you feel good and relieved?"

"Yes."

Lim Seo-yoon agreed. Choi Yeon-ju gently stroked Lim Seo-yoon's forehead. It was more stimulation than what she had told Lim Seo-yoon about, but it didn't matter. The more stimulation the subject could feel a sense of stability from, the better.

"I am not a being that will harm you."

"Harm...?"

"My touch feels good, right?"

"Good... it feels good..."

"Then you must trust me and answer honestly. I am not your enemy. Do you understand?"

"Yes...."

Lim Seo-yoon nods. Choi Yeon-ju nodded as if satisfied. She hadn't been properly hypnotized yet. It wasn't a hypnosis that would work this easily. But it didn't matter. The important thing was that Lim Seo-yoon had agreed to her words.

Hypnosis is not about changing the subconscious with the hypnotist's words. The influence of the hypnotist's words on the subconscious was extremely small. It's the same now. Choi Yeon-ju appealed to Lim Seo-yoon that she was not a being that would harm her, but Lim Seo-yoon accepting and agreeing to this, and engraving it into her subconscious, were completely different levels of difficulty.

One by ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠one. Slowly.

It was a task that had to be done persistently, taking time.

In that respect, Choi Yeon-ju was a person who could cling to one thing more persistently than anyone else in Korea.

"Listen. Now...."

Choi Yeon-ju whispered to Lim Seo-yoon.

As she did so, she thought.

A boring woman who is only gentle.

How should I engrave a personality so that he will enjoy it?