The Secret Club

I was certain. Lee Yoo-na was far too easy to hypnotize. She offered no resistance whatsoever. That was why she was sitting right here in my house, smiling brightly and innocently in front of me. There hadn't even been any need to rewrite her memories about being childhood friends. She was purely here as a workplace colleague.

"It's a masterpiece. In fact, if you trace it back, you could say it started with 90s arcades."

She was passionately explaining rhythm games to me. I only half-listened, but even while doing so, I confirmed another hypothesis.

Previous situations influence the hypnosis.

I had comforted her and gotten angry on her behalf. Those small incidents, combined with the hypnosis, were creating quite an effective result between the two of us, who had previously had no connection at all.

"So what are your hobbies, Mr. Maeng?"

After going on about rhythm games for a while, she finally asked. Since it was only the first day, I decided to keep it light.

"Sex."

"……!"

Her eyes widened in clear surprise. The memory would vanish once I removed the play setup anyway. Besides, this was only the third hypnosis attempt. It was a setup I could afford to discard.

"Ah, aah~. I see. Of course~. That makes sense~."

Flustered, she rambled while trying her best to respect my hobby. I had already planted the first suggestion: Respect and allow any hobby! Even sharing it.

Now it was my turn to praise sex.

"Sex has existed since before history itself."

"Th-that's right~. Of course. Biologically speaking…. Yes! Th-that's…, yes."

She didn't seem to know what she was saying anymore. She was simply forcing herself to show respect because of the suggestion.

"Wow, especially the feeling when I push into a soaking wet pussy and it clings so tightly around me. That's my favorite part."

"Ah! Aha?! Aah~. Really?"

Her face had already turned as red as ripe strawberries. She no longer remembered the previous hypnosis. So what memories did she have left? Only the mediocre, or rather disappointing, experiences with her ex-boyfriend. She hadn't even been interested in that.

"The fullness when my kids fill up her womb… that feeling is really something."

"Uwaah~! Waaah~!"

She kept waving her hands and reacting every time I spoke. It was hilarious. We were the same age. Twenty-seven years old, full adults. Her reactions made me want to laugh. Unlike Han So-jeong, she didn't shoot me any contemptuous looks. That felt refreshingly new.

"But we have to share hobbies, right? Since it's a secret club."

"Ah…!"

She realized it in that moment. She would share her beloved rhythm games, and in return, I would share my hobby of sex. Her face flushed even deeper, and her round eyes trembled helplessly.

"Um…, Mr. Maeng……. About the secret club……. I mean……."

What? Was she trying to pretend it never happened? I'd seen this with Han So-jeong too. Even with suggestions implanted, people didn't obey unconditionally. There had been a suggestion that it was just normal ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠work, yet Han So-jeong had still shown contempt. In other words, there was an invisible line.

"I-I don't think that hobby is really for me……."

I had suggested she respect and share hobbies, but she was still trying to escape. The hypothesis about the invisible line was proven once again.

"Haha. Still, you don't seriously think I'd have sex with you, right? You don't have to share it~."

Lee Yoo-na's flustered movements calmed down a little.

"R-really?"

"Yeah, it's just~. My hobby is sex~. That's all~."

"Ah, aah. Okay."

This girl was really a pure-hearted fool. Or maybe not. If a coworker suddenly said something like this to me, I'd probably be just as lost. I'd also be thinking, "What the hell is wrong with this person?"

"Let's go play games together again sometime. Next time I'll actually be good at it."

"Ah! Okay~. Then~."

When the conversation shifted back to games, her face clearly showed relief.

"Shall we end the secret club meeting here for today?"

I decided to run one more experiment.

"Since it's a secret club, you absolutely can't tell anyone about it."

"Huh? Of course."

Rather than forcing her to keep it secret through suggestion, I framed it as a promise. She wouldn't tell. Not if she had any sense.

"Ah, and I found a meditation app that's good for insomnia. Want to try it?"

"……?"

She tilted her head, curiosity showing. As expected, the candle flame routine still worked on her.

Previously I had altered Lee Yoo-na's past. Now I was working on the present. Would it work? I didn't know. I'd never tried it before. This was only my third hypnosis on her. To her, the secret club would feel like it had been going on for quite a long time, even though it had only been a single day.

I had recorded every tip that appeared. I wanted to memorize them all. That was why I was curious. Where exactly was the line between doubt and discomfort? If this failed, I would never be able to hypnotize Lee Yoo-na again. But… did I care? I didn't have to limit myself to civil servants or coworkers. They were just conveniently close. Even that rotated every two years anyway. I could always target someone else.

"The secret club has become your after-work routine."

"……After…work…routine……."

Now, how would she react?

Whoosh! The candle flame went out. Her dazed eyes regained focus. I smiled innocently, as if nothing had happened.

The next day, it snowed for the first time in a while. By afternoon most of it had melted except in the shade, leaving only traces. By evening when it was time to leave work, snow began falling again.

"……."

Lee Yoo-na and I lived in the same rental housing complex, so running into each other was easy.

"Mr. Maeng~!"

She waved from afar and hurried over. We had left work together, so why was she twenty minutes late?

"Whew, I'm freezing."

When I exaggerated, Lee Yoo-na rushed over in a panic.

"A-are you okay? I'm sorry I'm late?! Uwaah~. The roads were so congested…."

Her reaction had definitely changed.

"You'll still play with me though, right?"

"Well, we do it every day anyway."

"Hehet."

She showed no doubt at all. Rewriting the past had a large time gap so it was more flexible, but the present was different.

"Exactly~. We do it every day… right? Right?"

"Why?"

My heart skipped slightly. Still, compared to the first hypnosis, her reaction speed was almost turtle-like.

"Oh~. It feels like we've only talked about it even though we do it every day."

The single day of the secret club felt like it had been repeated and filled in. If Lee Yoo-na reacted this way, I probably couldn't use this on the others. Okay.

"We really did mostly just talk."

"Ah, right?"

Still, she looked comfortable around me.

"So what should we do today? Playing rhythm games after work sounds tiring, right?"

"We can still do it. Let's go."

"Huh? Really?!"

She looked genuinely delighted.

"Waaah~. We've only been talking about it every day and now we're finally going~."

From her perspective, it had been a while. From mine, only a few days. We played until we were sweaty and had fun. Then came the third time.

Whoosh! One second. Two seconds. Three seconds.

Our saintess had built such high walls against suspicion that she threw herself into the abyss far too easily.

"When the club ends, all your stress disappears."

"……Ends……stress……all……."

"The secret club is a source of vitality in your life."

"……Club……vitality……."

"When stress builds up, you think of the secret club."

"……Stress……club……."

This was the three-stage buildup I had established after the previous two hypnoses.

1. Define what to do.

2. Define the time.

3. Define the reward.

This was the basic hypnosis buildup I had developed. Of course, we were still early on, so there would be plenty to fix and adjust. The order could change depending on the situation. But for now, this was enough. Stages four and five were about details! Because details were the lifeblood of hypnosis.

Lee Yoo-na.

"Huaaah."

All her stress melted away! We had only talked about hobbies for so long, and now she could actually do them!

"But what should I do? I feel so sorry……."

Still, the guilt was real.

"We've only been sharing my hobbies lately……."

"Lately…?"

Maeng Do-yun tilted his head, looking puzzled, which made her confused instead.

"Yes~. Almost……. Huh? A few weeks…? A few months……?"

"Aah~! Right, right."

"Th…at's right?"

Something felt off. It really felt like they had been doing this for a very long time.

"Hmm, altering the present really makes time feel like it's passing quickly."

"……What?"

It was something she couldn't understand.

"What do you mean?"

"It just feels like the days are going by way too fast."

"Right?"

Yeah. It was amazing.

"It really does feel like time is flying by~."

Maeng Do-yun looked at her with renewed curiosity and asked more.

"But we've only known each other for two days, right?"

"Huh?"

That couldn't be. It felt like so much time had passed.

"Come on~."

He was joking, right? Well~, they had known each other for a while, so maybe she was just comfortable now. She had never had a single coworker she could be completely honest with. But now she finally had one. It didn't matter if it was a man or a woman. The only thing that mattered was whether they could share hobbies!

"It really does feel like time flew by, just like two days~."

She played along with his joke.

"All my stress is completely gone~."

A refreshing sense of liberation. She had started the job because she liked it, but all the accumulated complaints and stress had already disappeared. Because the secret club existed.

"Well then~. So."

This time she looked at Maeng ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Do-yun with a rather serious expression. He was always considerate toward her.

"Next time let's try Mr. Maeng's hobby together."

"Hmm, sounds good."

A very long time ago. Back when the secret club had first started. He had jokingly said his hobby was sex. Lee Yoo-na was an adult and knew these things, but still. It was embarrassing. Saying something like that on the very first day of the secret club.

"But~. That… can't happen."

"That?"

"Th-the thing you mentioned on the first day."

Did he remember?

"Aah~. Of course. Come on~. It was just a joke."

"Right?"

Heh. Thank goodness. No matter what, sex was still… you know.

"Mr. Maeng. This."

"Yeah?"

Without another word, she stared at the candle flame.

Whoosh! One second. Two seconds. Three seconds.

She no longer needed unnecessary words like "meditation" or anything else. The candle flame was already easy enough that she fell in after just one second.

"You respect and share any hobby."

"……Hobby……respect…share……."

"You feel interested in the other person's hobby and share it."

"……Hobby…interest……share……."

"All hobbies must be respected."

"……Hobby…respect……must……."

Whoosh!

Lee Yoo-na was quite conservative about sex. He could have crushed her will completely with suggestions, but he chose not to. He would respect her. Everyone had secrets and things they disliked. It could be insects, certain foods, or in Lee Yoo-na's case, just sex. So he decided to respect that.

"Honestly, this is more fun for my personality anyway."

One-dimensional suggestions like "You have to have sex" or "Sex will make you feel good" were boring. Ah~. Not that he disliked them. Why would he? It was a pretty girl, after all. But no matter how much he thought about it, hypnosis wasn't meant to be used that way. Very slowly peeling away the surface of common sense bit by bit and savoring the core… that was the real pleasure!

So his hobby?

"A lookbook? What's that?"

A lookbook. Usually a video showing various outfits.

"You just have to show me while you change clothes."

"Huh? Like a fashion show~. Is that it?"

"Exactly."

He had already seen and tasted everything about her. But human imagination was infinite.

"What about you, Mr. Maeng?"

"I prefer watching other people change rather than doing it myself."

"Ah~. I see? Hehet."

Lee Yoo-na simply narrowed her sparkling eyes and smiled.

"Got it~! I'll show you!"

She respected and shared any hobby.

"Miss Yoo-na. But sex can't be a hobby, right?"

"Ehh~. You're joking again."

As expected, she didn't count that as a hobby. But that could be solved with details.

"Underwear instead, then."

"Okay! Just a moment!"

From Lee Yoo-na's current perspective, everything except actual sex was allowed. So he should play even more.

"Ta-da~. These are all my underwear!"

Without hesitation, she spread all her underwear out in front of him.

"Ah, I also kind of enjoy smelling underwear. Is that okay?"

"What?"

He grinned like an idiot while waiting for her answer.

"Of course? Why wouldn't it be?"

She even handed him her underwear. Huh. That was too easy. No reason to refuse then.

"Not just these. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠The ones you're wearing right now too."

"Ah~, yes!"

Lee Yoo-na happily stripped off the underwear she was wearing. She had always only shared her own hobbies. Now that she finally had a chance to share his, she smiled happily.

"Sniff~, haa~. Ah. Is this too ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠perverted?"

"Ehh~. It's a hobby~." Shall we change right away?"

His lower half had already grown while smelling the panties.

"Yep, I'll take my pants off too."

"Are you going to do a lookbook too, Mr. Maeng?"

Her question sent a chill down his spine. He didn't want to do that.

"No, I just want to take it out."

Well, it wasn't sex, so…

"Okay!"

As expected. A true saintess. With his pillar standing tall toward the ceiling, he smelled the panties she had been wearing. Sniff. So damn perverted. A hobby he could never do without hypnosis.

"How is it?"

She put on new panties and twirled in front of him.

"Pretty."

She lifted her top to show off the red panties she had just put on.

"Turn around. Show me the back."

"Like this?"

"Push it out."

"Here~. How is it?"

An overwhelming ass. The kind of rich, fertile hips that looked like they could easily birth children. National treasure level.

"The best. Absolutely the best."

Secret Club was the best.