Hypnosis is All About the Details
8 - #4 Hypnosis is All About the Details
One second. Two seconds. Three seconds. Yoo-na's gaze had grown hazy and unfocused, a sight I was already used to. When I moved the phone, her eyes followed the flickering candle flame on the screen.
"How do you feel when Maeng Do-yun plays a prank on you?"
I skipped the usual confirmation and asked something else instead.
"……It feels good……."
Good? I could have pressed for more details, but I didn't. I only had three minutes. This time, I planned to spend most of it refining the hypnosis.
"Maeng Do-yun only has one person he truly trusts and follows."
"……The only person……he truly trusts……and follows……is me……."
"Maeng Do-yun only feels comfortable playing pranks on you."
"……Comfortable……playing pranks……only one person……."
"You are a special person to Maeng Do-yun."
"……A special……person……."
Yoo-na, you're the one and only person to me. Even before the hypnosis, Lee Yoo-na had always been kind and considerate, carrying a strong sense of responsibility for her own goodwill. So now that she believed I trusted and followed only her, and that she was special to me, that responsibility would weigh even heavier on her.
The first hypnosis had been sloppy, full of gaps. I slowly began filling them in.
"Maeng Do-yun is also a special person to you."
"……Special……."
"Because he was the first person you ever helped."
"……The first……person……I helped……."
"He is your pride. Your source of pride."
"……My pride……my source of pride……."
Just as I held her in special regard, I made sure she felt the same about me.
"That is why you accept all of his pranks."
"……The reason……I accept……his pranks……."
The reason she tolerated my mischievous behavior. The boy who had been hurt in childhood had grown up properly because of her actions. To someone with her sense of altruism and responsibility, my existence became proof of who Lee Yoo-na herself was.
"If you accept his pranks, Maeng Do-yun won't go astray."
"……If I accept……his pranks……Do-yun……won't go astray……."
It wasn't a direct command. I wanted to plant responsibility instead. If her friend went down the wrong path, it wouldn't be anyone else's fault—it would be Lee Yoo-na's fault. She was the one who had reached out to him. Pushing him back in would be something she could never do.
Whoosh! The candle flame went out. Her unfocused eyes slowly regained clarity. The gaps had been filled.
Hypnosis Level 1/1
Lee Yoo-na — Childhood Friend (1%)
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Yoo-na. Yesterday she had once again given in to Do-yun's pranks and allowed him to hold her several times.
"It stings……."
Her lower body throbbed. How many times had they done it over the past two days? She had to go to work wearing a sanitary pad today. Strangely enough, even though her womb was filled with her male friend's semen, she didn't feel disgusted.
"If it had been Tae-jun or……Du-hyun……ugh……."
She thought of a few other male friends, but it was impossible. She could never have sex with a man she didn't like.
"Good morning~."
While lost in thought, Maeng Do-yun got out of his parked car and greeted her. They had agreed to act like strangers at the office, so this was expected.
"Ah, good morning, Mr. Maeng. Are you feeling better?"
"Whew, I thought I was going to die. You sucked all my energy out."
"……."
That guy~! He's openly teasing me again.
"Mr. Maeng! Mr. Lee! Good morning~."
Another employee who was just arriving greeted them.
"Ah, good morning~."
After returning the greeting and walking away, she heard voices behind her.
"Oh my, Mr. Maeng! Are you alright? Your dark circles are really bad."
"Ah, haha…… Yeah. I rested for a day yesterday, so I'm feeling a bit better."
"Shouldn't you rest more?"
She felt oddly embarrassed by their conversation. Damn it. She quickly hurried to her desk.
All day long, she heard people worrying about Do-yun everywhere. She hadn't realized it until they started talking, but…… Do-yun really did look exhausted, like he hadn't slept in days. His dark circles were heavy, his skin looked dull, and he seemed listless.
"Well, Mr. Maeng was due for a cold anyway."
"He should work a little harder. He's always running around here and there."
She felt strangely proud. Thinking back, Do-yun had always maintained a poker face at the office. Since childhood, he only showed his true self to her. After she reached out to him, he only played pranks and smiled at her.
"……."
She didn't say anything, but her mouth curved into a satisfied smile. She hadn't known how proud it would feel to have a friend who relied on and trusted her. It was the same for her. She hadn't reached out with any grand intention. She had simply felt sorry for him being alone and offered a casual hand to play together. That small act of kindness had created the relationship they had now.
Best friends~!
"I joined the welfare department because of my younger sibling and Do-yun too."
She murmured softly to herself with a warm smile.
"I'm going out for fieldwork."
Just then, she heard Do-yun's voice. It was almost lunchtime—why fieldwork? Maybe because he had rested yesterday, he was charging forward like a bulldozer again. He could have taken it easy and considered his own body, but…… Other people rested when they needed to, so why did he always push himself like he was being chased?
"……."
It was probably to gain recognition. Because of the wounds from his childhood. The stress must be enormous. His mischievous pranks were probably also a way to relieve that stress.
"I should accept his pranks properly."
If he had no place to relieve stress, Do-yun would probably keep running like a racehorse until he collapsed.
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Hisss.
"Huu, haa. Ah, this is nice."
He squatted behind the truck, leisurely exhaling cigarette smoke. How could he work like a machine every single day? There were fieldwork assignments where you could slack off too! When the job was this easy, sometimes you just killed time and came back. It wasn't possible when things were busy, though.
"Haaam, sleepy."
No matter how much he slept, he was tired. His balls felt completely empty. His dick still ached, so he figured he should rest properly today. He casually stubbed out the cigarette and climbed into the truck.
Thud! Vroom!
The old truck rattled before the engine finally turned over. Vroom!
After doing just enough work to look busy, he returned, parked the car, and got out—only to see Lee Yoo-na in front of him. She was kneeling at eye level with a child who had come with her mother, smiling brightly. He stopped for a moment and watched her.
"……She really is pretty."
She seemed to shine alone in the gray concrete center, like color had been transplanted into it. She was such a genuinely good person, but…… tsk. He felt a pang of guilt. But if someone asked whether he would do it again if he went back to the past?
Of course he would. "Do it, you fucking idiot. What kind of question is that?"
Guilt was guilt, and hypnosis was hypnosis. Even now, thinking about his semen still inside Yoo-na's womb as she crouched to meet the child's eyes made him start to harden.
"Ah! Hello."
Yoo-na spotted him standing by the back door and greeted him with an awkward smile.
"Ms. Lee Yoo-na. It's cold—why are you outside?"
"Ah~, I was just about to go to the bathroom~."
To anyone watching, it would look like ordinary small talk between coworkers.
"Then let's go inside. It's almost quitting time, so you should get ready."
"Yeees~, Mr. Maeng, thank you for your hard work on fieldwork."
"Don't mention it."
Fortunately, there was no call from the township head among his remaining schedule. That meant if he just finished what he had now, he could leave right away.
"……."
He wanted to get off work quickly. He wanted to fuck her. He wanted to do it. He felt like a teenager who had just discovered sex. All he could think about was sex.
Someone tapped his shoulder. A heavy hand!
"Mr. Maeng. There's a dinner meeting with the village heads tonight. Can you make it?"
"Ah, of course. I have to go."
As expected, it was the township head. The answer came out automatically.
"You said you live alone, right? You can save on food expenses at times like this."
"You're absolutely right."
"The place is……"
"Plenty of Duck Soup—would that work?"
The township head paused for a moment at his answer, then burst into hearty laughter.
"Hahaha! That's right. You're good at your job."
"It's all thanks to learning from you, sir."
"Well then, I should behave properly. If you want to learn properly from me."
He put on his mask and smiled faintly.
"I still have a lot to learn from you, sir. There will be even more in the future."
If you were too servile or lowered yourself too much, people felt more repulsed. But the right amount of flattery at the right time made people feel good. Of course, you had to read the person first.
Even in the car, the township head talked about old times.
"Back in my day, this whole area was just rice paddies and fields."
He mixed in appropriate reactions to keep the conversation going. When they arrived, they naturally moved to the private room and took their seats.
"Village head, you're here!"
Every time someone arrived, he stood up, bowed in greeting, and sat back down. This wasn't Seoul—it was the countryside. The local notables and influential figures he had only read about in books were right here: the village heads and company presidents.
"Oh my, Mr. Maeng came too?"
"It must be uncomfortable since you don't drink."
Damn old men.
"It's nice to see young people these days who aren't like that."
Only those who fit into their order received titles like solid, sincere, capable, and rare.
"Kuu~."
"Kyah~."
Bottles of alcohol quickly piled up in front of the old men. He sat quietly beside them, refilling side dishes as if he were there and not there at the same time. He was only a first-year employee. Yet there was a reason he had become the administrative assistant. They needed someone below them to serve and drive. If a woman became the assistant, it would be too burdensome to order her around like this, so they usually promoted a young man instead.
"Aigoo, that was delicious."
"Kkuk, the township head worked hard too."
The drinking session that had lasted two hours finally ended.
"Mr. Maeng, did you eat well?"
"Of course. I think this place might be the best restaurant in Saetdeul Township."
"Puhuhu, no matter how I look at you, you're an interesting friend."
Then he immediately started snoring and fell asleep.
Creak.
"Township head, we've arrived at your house. Township head?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah. Alright."
The township head, staggering from drunkenness, took out his wallet.
"Here, take it."
"What? Ah, no, it's fine."
Why was he suddenly giving him money?
"Take it, you punk. It must have been hard dealing with adults who don't even communicate properly."
"I actually found it fun……"
"Enough, you punk. I've been your age too."
Then he shoved the money into his pocket and coolly walked into the apartment.
That was actually pretty touching. He got back in the car and checked the amount.
"……This bastard."
Five thousand-won bills! He should learn from this. For a brief moment, he had almost been moved and loyal to the township head. To be able to manipulate people's hearts like this even without hypnosis. It was a skill worth learning.
Vroom!
Before he knew it, he had arrived home. The cold winter streetlights and the quiet atmosphere stirred his emotions.
"……."
Should he go? Or not? It was already 10 PM.
Tsk, hisss. He lit a cigarette and pondered for a moment.
"Huuu."
The cigarette burned quickly, and his options narrowed to one.
Ding-dong~!
When he rang the doorbell, he heard movement inside.
"Do-yun~. You worked hard~."
The door opened and Yoo-na greeted him with the brightest smile in the world. Being pretty was this dangerous. It required several times more self-control than an ordinary person.
"I saw you leaving with the township head earlier. Is it over now?"
"Yeah, I'm dying, Yoo-na."
He naturally stepped inside.
"Haat!"
As soon as he entered, he slipped his hand under her clothes, and Yoo-na flinched.
"I-it's cold outside, right? Your hands are freezing~."
She had every right to be annoyed, but instead she worried about him. He pulled her into a hug to confirm.
"Thank you so much. I really couldn't have done it without you."
"……."
Yoo-na's eyes widened, then she smiled warmly.
"Friend, you're my pride and my source of pride. Cheer up. If there's anything I can help with, I'll do anything."
Her nature was incomparably kinder than his.
"Then can I use your pussy a bit?"
"Huh? You want to?"
She had changed. She used to make a face like she couldn't handle his vulgar words, but now she had definitely changed. The reason was this important.
"Hey, Yoo-na."
"Huh? Why? We usually do it right away and then wash up."
Ah, so she still didn't use direct words.
"It's not that…… Why do you accept my pranks?"
Of course, he already knew the answer.
"Why? Because we're friends."
When he stared at her without answering, Yoo-na covered her mouth and giggled softly.
"Hehe, hey. You always relax in front of me, so why are you so serious today~?"
"Just because."
"Aigoo, you must have had a hard day?"
It wasn't hard—it was annoying—but he had gotten a free expensive duck soup meal, so it had actually been good.
"Do-yun. Do you remember when we were kids?"
She reached out with both hands and cupped his cold cheeks.
"You were always quiet and looked like you might cause trouble at any moment. You know that?"
Me? I grew up with loving parents. The small gaps between the layers of suggestions seemed to have been filled in by Yoo-na herself. Just what kind of life had he lived in Yoo-na's head?
"But you know, at some point you started smiling again."
Yoo-na smiled gently. It was a maternal, affectionate smile.
"Hehe, that was my pride. Ah~, so my small gesture could change someone~. Like that."
While she spoke, he grabbed her butt over her shorts. Even at this action, she continued smiling and talking.
"The reason I went into social welfare and why I'm in the welfare team now is probably because that memory remained as a fragment in my head."
Yoo-na smiled as she calmly told her story. He slipped his hand into her pants and firmly grabbed her bare butt.
"I see."
He nodded while enjoying the feel of her butt in his hand.
"You're my pride and my source of pride, friend."
"……Thank you. You're a special friend to me too. The person I am now grew up because of you."
"Pfft, it's because you followed along well."
She hugged him like he was precious and patted his back.
"So I'm a little worried."
"……About what?"
He slipped his finger between her butt cheeks. How could putting his finger between her soft cheeks feel this good?
"When I look at you now, it seems like you're being chased by work…… So I'm worried. It feels like you're grinding yourself down just to be recognized."
Huh? That wasn't an answer he had expected at all. Working to be recognized? He was just doing what he was told.
"So……"
Yoo-na released the hug and looked straight at him again. With a gentle smile on her lips, she spoke in a soft, clear voice, as if patting him.
"I'll recognize you. I'll support you as your friend. I'll comfortably accept your pranks anytime."
"……."
"Because that's what friends do, right?"
Cumming inside her…… was being friends?
"Thank you."
Anyway, that was the only answer he could think of. She had filled in the gaps in her memories on her own, rationalized them, and built an absolute relationship.
"Then…… Can I cum in your womb anytime?"
"Pfft, of course. Play comfortably~."
As expected…… Hypnosis really was all about the details.