A Secret Treatment (1)
The lunch the three of us had started together began under a slightly awkward atmosphere.
"……."
"……."
Cha Eunju, who had been 'pretending to be hypnotized' and swallowing my cock just moments ago, and Kim Isabel, who had apparently come here intending to say something to me but now found her original purpose impossible thanks to Eunju's presence.
Left in silence, the two women who would normally have struck up a conversation on their own, I had no choice but to be the one to break the ice.
"Ah, Eunju."
"…Y-yeah?!"
"You remember the practical exam we took together a while back, right?"
"Ah, uhm, yeah…. W-what about it…?"
"We passed it just fine, so when I get out of the hospital, I'll grant you one wish."
"……."
The moment I brought up the wish, Cha Eunju's face flushed red and her head dipped down.
She probably knew exactly why I was bringing this up now. Officially, it was a reward for the practical exam, but in practice, it was nothing more than repayment for the fellatio she'd given me.
Truthfully, even without going that far, the plan to grant her a wish as a reward for the exam had been in the back of my mind all along—but thanks to her capitulating even faster than I'd expected, I'd been able to put it to far better use.
"A w-wish…. W-wait a moment, th-that's…."
"You don't have to decide now. Save it up for when you really need it later."
"Okay…."
Of course, she'd inevitably end up spending it on something lewd. After all, I was going to make sure of it.
"A wish from you, Lee Seonho…. How lucky you are, Cha Eunju…."
"Y-yeah…. Thanks, Isabel."
"……."
"……."
…Maybe bringing up the wish business right now had only made the mood at the table even more awkward.
Still, it was something I needed to convey. No matter how deep I was in the middle of pursuing Kim Isabel, I had no intention of abandoning Cha Eunju's training along the way.
Choi Marie and Han Sora were the same, even if we were still at the getting-to-know-you stage. A skilled hunter never stalks only one kind of prey at a time.
After lunch, Cha Eunju hurried home just as she had yesterday, her face still flushed, and Kim Isabel, after clearing away the meal the three of us had shared, left me alone in the hospital room once more.
Left to myself, I started looking into training outfits and a few more tools to use on Cha Eunju for her proper training sessions.
'Last time I just bought the cat cosplay outfit on sight, but honestly, a cat suits Park Hana way better than Cha Eunju. A cat's charm is that aloof, feisty attitude, and Cha Eunju isn't really aloof so much as just heavily guarded….'
Going by her look alone, she'd be a squirrel, though she wasn't quite that wary, and a rabbit would suit her too—but that one was already earmarked for Kim Isabel.
The animals closest to her personality would probably be a hedgehog or a hamster, and a hedgehog isn't particularly cute.
'Hamster or squirrel. Tough choice.'
Maybe I'd just buy both and have her wear both. That wouldn't be bad either.
As for the tail, I'd order both versions—the one that straps around the waist and the anal plug version. Once her rear training was complete later on, slipping it in and watching her reaction was a pleasure I had no intention of giving up.
Whips and candles could… wait until I started training Choi Marie or Park Hana. Breaking out a whip on a girl who behaves well from the start really didn't suit my style.
-Click.
"Ah, there she is."
"Yeeees…."
I was daydreaming away, gulping down kimchi soup before the main course had even begun, when the hospital room door opened again and Kim Isabel entered for her afternoon treatment.
-Step, step.
"It's t-time for your afternoon treatment, L-Lee Seonho…."
So she doesn't hover in front of the door anymore. I could feel her wariness toward me dropping by the hour.
Whether her overall wariness of men in general was declining, or whether it was limited to just me, was still hard to determine, though.
If I had my way, she'd keep her iron walls up against every other man while opening her heart—front door and back door alike—wide open for me alone. Then again, that's probably the ideal training outcome for any master raising sex slaves.
"Shall we start with your buff again today?"
"…Y-yes. Pl-please…."
"It was five minutes this morning, right? How long this time? Maybe ten…"
"Th-thirty minutes, please…."
"You sure? If you extend it that much, you might feel the shock a little more strongly when the buff wears off?"
"……Yes, I'll be fine."
Going purely by how much the duration had increased, she'd skipped ahead almost two full steps.
Perhaps Cha Eunju's constant presence during lunch had influenced her somehow. Even though I couldn't see her expression, there had been moments when Kim Isabel's head turned and stared fixedly in Cha Eunju's direction without saying a word.
In my mind, I stroked the head of Cha Eunju, who worked tirelessly for my harem life both where I could see her and where I couldn't. Keep this up, Eunju, and next time I'll stroke something else for you too.
"Alright, thirty minutes it is. Like this morning, we'll do treatment while the buff is active, and for the rest of the time, we'll chat so you can get more comfortable around men."
"Y-ye-es…."
How much Kim Isabel came to see me as a man during these thirty minutes would become the branching point that determined the direction of my pursuit going forward.
To Kim Isabel, who was cautiously, slowly closing the distance with her own hands, I administered the 'buff' just as I always did.
Suggestion: Succubus's Heart
※ Target: Isabel Maria Kim
"……."
"How is it? Settled in nicely?"
"Yes. Thank you as always, Lee Seonho."
That strange transformation, trembling one moment and profoundly calm the instant the suggestion took hold, never ceased to fascinate me. Since I got to savor both flavors, it was actually a bonus as far as I was concerned.
More surprising, though, was what I'd noticed while casting the suggestion just now: this time, she had offered almost no internal resistance to it at all.
The mana woven into it was barely half of what I'd used for the suggestion I gave her this morning. Which meant, by this point, she had already accepted me as someone she could trust—not as a man or a stranger, but simply as a person.
"Nothing feels off, right? From getting buffs from me so often lately—no strange changes in your body?"
"Changes in my body… No, I don't think there's anything like that."
"If you notice any side effects, tell me anytime. If something goes wrong, it's my fault for putting the buff on you."
"No. It would be my fault for continually burdening you with troublesome requests, Lee Seonho. Of course I'd tell you if there were side effects, but please don't think of it as your fault."
"Right. I really do like seeing you talk to me this openly now, Isabel."
"…Let me, um, start your treatment."
…Did she just deliberately change the subject? Because answering was too embarrassing?
Given Kim Isabel's personality, she would never intentionally ignore what someone said, so concluding that she'd deflected out of embarrassment was the most reasonable judgment.
'Well, it's too early to jump to conclusions anyway.'
If only that veil would come off, I could read a fair amount of her emotions from her expressions.
Setting aside my own strange fantasies, Kim Isabel, prayer on her lips, began channeling holy power into my chest.
"Omnipotent Asclepius, bestow upon this body the blessing of sacred medicine…."
Having received treatment so many times, I could now recite the beginning and end of the prayer by heart myself.
My body's condition had improved considerably compared to before, too. Thanks to Kim Isabel treating me three or four times a day like this, the throbbing pain had all but vanished.
Soon it would be time to ask her to loosen the restraints on my arms and legs. With my objective still unfinished, I wasn't in any hurry to be discharged—but I could wish.
I waited quietly, preparing to ask her to release the restraints once this treatment ended—and after about five minutes of fervent recitation, the holy power flowing from Kim Isabel's hands began to weaken, little by little.
"…Therefore, grant him your protection."
As far as I knew, that was the end of the prayer containing the miracle of healing.
Of course, since a faint holy power continued to flow from the hands of a Saint Candidate like Kim Isabel, one could still argue that simply letting it rest there constituted an 'act of treatment.'
But the reason she couldn't take her hand off my chest just now had to be something other than continuing her treatment.
-Squirm, squirm.
"……Ahem."
-Rub, rub.
"……Mmm."
The way her right hand, pressed against my chest, opened and closed over and over while sneaking ever closer to the muscle beneath.
She'd been like this this morning too, but the afternoon Kim Isabel was a little bolder than the one I'd seen then.
Had she grown bolder because she thought the excuse of 'treatment' could cover anything?
'Honestly, it's more impressive that she held herself in check pretending nothing was happening until now.'
On an ordinary person, this suggestion would inspire the desire for skinship with a man they felt close to—regardless of whether physical contact had occurred—and, ideally, contact of the lewd variety.
All this time, Kim Isabel had simply offset it with the fear born of her androphobia, which was why she'd seemed so ordinary. But the smallest trigger—like a hand directly touching a man's body—was more than enough to send her spiraling into corruption at breakneck speed.
Of course, if she fell too fast, the post-suggestion Kim Isabel would grow wary of me, so the pace was something I'd have to calibrate myself.
-Squirm, squirm.
"Hh, hnngh…."
-Fumble, fumble.
"Uhh, uhm…."
Little by little. Like a caterpillar crawling across a leaf, Kim Isabel's palm inched its way up my upper body.
Unlike this morning, when she'd stayed confined to the area around my chest, at some point her hand had stretched all the way down to my abdomen. …Being skinny enough for my abs to show comes in handy at times like this.
-Rub, rub.
"Hnn, hnngh…… hah, hahh?!"
-Grab!
Unfortunately, was that as far as it went?
Just a little longer and her hand would have naturally reached my lower body, but at the last possible moment her reason snapped back online, and Kim Isabel yanked her hand away in a panic.
If I called out her behavior here, Kim Isabel, drowning in guilt over what she'd done, would never accept 'Succubus's Heart' from me again.
Getting closer to her still required several more rounds of suggestion, which meant it was time for me to put on a shamelessly innocent act.
"Whew… hah…. Whew…."
"Ah, all done with the treatment?"
"……Yes?"
"The treatment. Weren't you doing it just now, all the way up until a second ago?"
"……."
With an expression of pure innocence—as if she couldn't even imagine that she'd been groping my body for some other purpose—I asked first whether the treatment was finished.
After all, if the other party isn't upset, it stops being a crime. Just like how groping a stranger's butt on the subway doesn't make you a sex offender if the woman on the receiving end happens to be a pervert who wanted it.
Of course, knowing Kim Isabel's personality, there was a chance she might confess that she'd been having strange thoughts while touching me—so the odds were roughly fifty-fifty.
…If she decided she didn't want to break off our current relationship, though, she'd surely tip toward the shameless lie.
"…Yes. I just finished, Lee Seonho."
"That took a little longer than usual. Is it because you have to start sending holy power into every corner of my body now?"
"…Yes. That's the reason. I should have mentioned it beforehand. I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize. How much would a patient like me really notice anyway? Whatever treatment you give me, Isabel, is the correct treatment."
"……."
Fortunately, Kim Isabel seemed to want to keep this relationship with me going a little longer.
Whether it was because she didn't want to lose her connection with a person named Lee Seonho, or because 'Succubus's Heart' had designated me as the object of her desire, I'd need to observe a while longer to find out.
Or maybe… it was simply both.