Persuading Doctor X
In one of the bedrooms of my impeccably clean penthouse, Doctor X lay there in nothing but white underwear. Naturally, she wasn't dead—she'd been subdued by Ito Sakura and brought here. Since she was unconscious, I'd forcibly awakened her briefly with drugs, layered on some hypnosis to install safeguards, then sent everyone else away to leave us alone. Of course, just in case, I'd hypnotized my bodyguard minions to stand watch outside. The agents had even washed her body and checked her underwear for devices—nothing there, but better safe than sorry.
As the medical team's estimated time approached, I figured she'd wake up any moment now. Sure enough, Doctor X stirred on the bed. Surprisingly, she scanned her surroundings with calm detachment, and I spoke first.
"Awake already? Doctor X."
"Where...?"
"My secret penthouse."
She looked around a bit more, then turned her gaze inward—to herself. Now wearing regular glasses instead of her usual ones, stripped down to underwear, her body immobilized by my hypnosis. She stated flatly,
"I see. So I lost..."
"You're taking it surprisingly well."
"I figured something like this might happen someday. Just didn't expect it to be you."
Her cold eyes fixed on me, devoid of any resentment. Just a hint of irritation and boredom. She continued,
"So, what now, Jintae? Gonna hypnotize me into loving you like Ayoung or Jihye? Or maybe train me like Teacher Yuri?"
She was already piecing together her fate, recalling the hypnosis I'd used on the other women. I'd planted suggestions to boost her affinity for me and amp up her pleasure responses, but I hadn't touched her core self. That would be no fun... and besides...
"I want your cooperation, Doctor X. Voluntarily, not through hypnosis."
She blinked in genuine confusion.
"Why go to all this trouble? Wouldn't it be easier for you to just wipe my ego clean with hypnosis?"
"Where's the fun in that? And what I want isn't a doll. It's you—the Doctor X I've talked to for so long, the one who helped bring me into this world."
Yeah... in a way, she'd been the person I'd conversed with most since arriving in this world. Even if she'd gone all-out to crush me over my countless bad endings from the future timelines, I never saw her as an enemy to kill. Maybe that's why I'd grown fond of her. No point denying it.
"Attachment, huh? Fascinating. A being who can fabricate infinite affection actually cherishes the real thing."
"So, will you cooperate? Doctor X... or should I say, Teacher Hana?"
She turned her head away, pondering for a solid ten seconds before responding.
"I appreciate the offer, but sorry—I'll pass."
"Why?"
"Not interested. Thinking ahead, it'll probably just be more of your fun sex life stuff. Feels like a generic adult comic future. No thrill there."
It didn't sound generic to me at all, but seeing her bored expression, I thought, Classic her. In the original story, she prioritized her curiosity above all. In the route where Jintae overcame his hypnosis cravings to show true love, she stuck around as a colleague and second-in-command because it intrigued her. I hadn't managed that, so I needed to offer something more. Time to lay it out.
"Hmm... How about this, Teacher Hana? Let me tell you something intriguing."
"What?"
Her eyebrow twitched. Even in this situation, anything piquing her interest hooked her.
I revealed my truth.
"I'm a 'possessor.'"
"A possessor?"
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A short yet endless silence. Then I continued.
"Yes... precisely, my mind isn't native to this world. I'm a man from another world who viewed this one as a game—a work of fiction."
"...What kind of movie nonsense is that?"
"Closer to a novel, but same difference. There, I enjoyed this world as a game, experiencing future events through playthroughs. I know what's coming."
Her reaction was the most incredulous I'd ever seen—yet her eyes sparkled as she pressed,
"That's quite the unbelievable claim. Got proof?"
I chuckled. Proof? This whole situation was the proof.
"Need more than this? How else would I know about the hypnosis phone's safeguards? How'd I figure out the hypnosis conditions, craft the helmet, predict your movements, and position everyone just right?"
Her expression grew serious by the word.
And then...
"So that's all because you're a possessor. Got it."
"Exactly. And I know the future events ahead."
I stood from my chair, moved to the bed, and sat close beside her.
"Teacher... what if I told you superpowered individuals exist in this world? Would you believe that?"
"Superpowers!?"
She couldn't hide her shock. Understandable. Hilarious, even—considering she'd invented hypnosis tech but never heard of superpowers. Still, I pressed on seriously.
"Yes. There's an agency handling superpowers and similar supernatural issues. They've detected the hypnosis waves from this incident and will send agents to this school soon."
The hypnosis waves from the phone mimic the alpha waves superpowered people emit when using abilities. Small uses fly under the radar, but she and I had overdone it in this area lately. That's what triggers the dispatch of student agents from the [Supernatural Response Agency] Unknown in the second part DLC, [Superpowered Ones].
"...For real?"
"Dead serious. Don't know the exact date, but I know their names and appearances. They'll arrive in a few weeks."
Curiosity flooded her face—like a child hearing a fairy tale.
"Oh man... this is getting interesting..."
Like a devil's whisper, I leaned in.
"Aren't you curious if I—the possessor—will fuck those superpowered girls? And what kind of kids we'd have? What future that births?"
Different from her dreamed-of future, but depraved, unprecedented, beyond imagination. Realizing it, her breath quickened with excitement. Getting off on this? I wasn't the only pervert here.
"Haa... haa... haa..."
"You'll witness the most thrilling scenes from my side—front-row seat. Sound intriguing enough?"
She paused dramatically before answering. Obvious she was already sold, but dragging it out to not seem too eager.
"...What do you want from me?"
"Diversify the hypnosis devices. Collaborate with the Sa-seong Group's secret R&D team on a wide-area brainwashing device. And be my fucktoy whenever I want."
Her face twisted in disgust at my blunt demands. Who knew she could make that expression...
"That last part feels really repulsive, so I guess you didn't hypnotize away my ego after all."
"Want me to now?"
She shook her head furiously, like an angry chihuahua rejecting the idea.
"No thanks... It's gross, but the thrill outweighs it. Makes me want to masturbate with your dick as a toy right now."
"Th-that intense, huh?"
Using my cock as a tool? New phrasing, but so very her.
"Wasn't hung up on virginity or anything... Just wanted to lose it to a proper man, not some monkey. And now, you look like one to me."
"Honored."
It had worked perfectly. She was hyper-independent, only intrigued by what sparked her curiosity. I'd dangled the ultimate bait, hooked her on me and my dick. Mission success.
Now...
"Then let's have makeup sex to seal the peace?"
"Yes! Let's do that."
Jackpot! Among the hypnosis on her was a suggestion: fighting couples reconcile with makeup sex. To her, it probably felt as casual as a handshake. Why plant it? Because it's hot. A brilliant beauty getting railed due to warped common sense.
But true to her inventor nature, she wasn't like ordinary girls.
"Wait... is sex really how you make up?"
Sensing something off, she questioned me. Curious about her reaction, I turned it back.
"What do you think?"
Her face twisted in subtle confusion—debating if makeup sex was right, or if avoiding it was the goal, or if it was all wrong. But surprisingly, she shrugged it off with a neutral expression.
"Well, since I'm hypnotized by you anyway, my sense of normalcy is yours to shape. It's intriguing, so I'll play along."
Classic mad scientist response. I sat beside her, pulling her into my lap facing me.
"Shall we kiss, then?"
She yielded her body willingly.
Gazing at Teacher Hana with her white hair again, she truly resembled a doll. Untouched, pristine... but inside, darker and more twisted than anyone. Perfect for becoming my woman.
As I admired her and suggested a kiss, she replied,
"Do as you like. But fair warning: feel free to lust after me, but don't expect much."
"Why not?"
"Never practiced pleasing men or anything."
"With a body like this? More than enough."
"Is it?"
"Yeah. Just leave the rest to me... and the hypnosis."
And so, the long-awaited moment to claim Doctor X arrived.
Bon appétit!