Chapter 41
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 41
Chapter Title: Preliminary Preparations (2)
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After safely passing the police's surprise inspection, Miyuki and I quickly arrived at the power plant.
Upon arriving at the power plant, a low-level employee who seemed to have been assigned as a guide told us that the director was waiting.
I told the employee to escort Miyuki to the director's office while I wanted to look around on my own.
The employee gave me a puzzled look but agreed to do so.
"Just buy me some time. If he tries anything funny, feel free to slap him."
"Heehee. Understood."
I whispered that to Miyuki as she headed to the director's office, and she quietly replied that she got it.
With that, I began touring the power plant.
Or rather, more precisely...
Hypnosis
"From now on, even if you discover the director's corruption, you absolutely cannot reveal it to the outside. If you do reveal it, you'll firmly believe that outsiders will see you, the whistleblower, as no different from the corrupt individuals themselves. And if you ever try to report it, you'll feel compelled to consult someone first."
"““Yes...”””
I went to where the employees were and hypnotized every single one of them individually.
Why go through this tedious hassle?
Simple. If word of what we're doing gets out, it could lead to a lot of trouble.
Buying reserve power reserves at prices far below market rate in preparation for unforeseen circumstances—I'm no expert on Japanese law, but since this is a privatized power plant, it's probably not illegal.
But just because it's not illegal doesn't mean the companies selling us electricity at a steep discount will be thrilled.
If it gets exposed, things could get really messy.
At the very least, we'd have to prepare for lawsuits alongside the director.
But why does that justify the hypnosis?
Because companies like this always have that one whistleblower who can't keep their mouth shut and reports it.
I'm putting this hypnosis in place to prevent any such whistleblowers from emerging.
Sure, it means coming back every few months to reinforce the hypnosis, which is a pain.
'Still, you can never have too much security.'
Thinking that way, I diligently went around hypnotizing everyone, and in the end, I covered every person in the facility.
With my business taken care of, I headed to meet my final target: the director.
And when I arrived at the door to the director's room, I heard an unexpected sound.
[You! How dare you to me!!]
The furious shout from who I assumed was the director.
[Haa... How rude.]
Miyuki's voice, laced with a deep sigh.
To figure out what was going on, I opened the door where the shouting was coming from and stepped inside.
As I entered, there was the bald director staring at me in shock, one cheek red, and Miyuki glaring at him like he was trash.
Just as I was about to say something...
"And who the hell are you!!"
The director, already half-lost to his rage, yelled at me too.
He looked so much like a red octopus that I almost blurted out "boiled tako" on reflex, but he seemed ready to throw punches, so I snapped my fingers to calm him down first.
Hypnosis
Director's eyes glaze over, rage fades, rationality half-lost.
The hypnosis had clearly taken hold.
I left the hypnotized director alone and calmly asked Miyuki,
"Miyuki, what happened?"
"I'm sorry. The director tried to grope me, so I slapped him without thinking."
Miyuki bowed her head apologetically in response, but I didn't scold her.
"No, you did great. If you'd let him, I'd be mad at you."
I meant it. I hate the idea of another man touching my woman more than anything.
In that sense, this director had done exactly what I despised most.
With that in mind, I praised Miyuki for a job well done, sat down on the sofa, and said,
"Let's sit and figure out what to do with this director."
"Understood."
Just one slap didn't erase the crime of trying to touch my woman.
For the record, my grudges come with a hefty price tag.
I had Miyuki sit right next to me, pressed close, and made the director sit across from us.
Then, facing the director, I asked,
"Did you really try to sexually harass Miyuki?"
First, I needed to confirm her account.
"Yes..."
The director nodded affirmatively, so I pressed further.
"Why did you try to harass her?"
"A woman like that doesn't come around often... She acted so subservient, so I figured we had the upper hand..."
Trying to grope her just because she seemed submissive? That was insane for any normal person.
In cases like this, it was either sheer nerve...
Or...
"Do you usually assault women like this?"
"Yes..."
"How many?"
"About two..."
He was the type who regularly preyed on women.
Digging deeper, one was the wife of a small company president's wife who needed a lot of power, begging not to be cut off. The other was the wife of an employee he was about to fire, pleading for mercy due to money troubles.
My brow furrowed involuntarily at the story.
I tapped the armrest with my index finger thoughtfully, then asked,
"Do you have a wife or kids?"
"Yes... A wife and a middle school daughter..."
I thought to myself,
'Pass on the middle schooler for now.'
Even I had limits there.
So instead, I decided to check on the wife.
"Where's your wife's photo?"
"On my desk..."
At his words, Miyuki stood from beside me and fetched the photo from his desk.
The picture showed a younger director with a slender, elegant-looking woman.
I held it up and asked,
"Is this your wife?"
"Yes..."
"Hmm..."
I pondered for a moment before asking,
"Do you love your wife?"
"Yes... I love her..."
"Then why touch another man's woman?"
"One wife gets boring, and her body has a different flavor from my wife's..."
That answer sealed it. I decided how to deal with this director.
'He lusted after my woman, so I'll lust after his.'
More precisely, I planned to conquer his wife.
Too harsh for an attempted harassment?
This wasn't just punishment for that. Hearing his answer convinced me: a pretty wife like that was wasted on trash like him. So, I'd take her.
If it had been pure lust, I'd have slept with a few women, erased the memories, and called it even.
But this rotten mindset?
As someone who cherishes purity, I couldn't forgive it.
And since I was stealing one woman, why not run a bold experiment?
'Time to try deep hypnosis.'
An experiment using deep hypnosis, which I'd never tried even once.
I hadn't used mid-tier hypnosis at all until my skill reached intermediate.
If the description was accurate, deep hypnosis could completely rewrite someone's life.
I wasn't about to swing that dangerous power recklessly.
But for a blasphemous creep like this, wouldn't it be perfect to teach him—down to his bones—how precious the woman by his side was?
That's what I thought.
Of course, I wasn't entirely selfless.
But so what? I'd been plenty virtuous by not using this power until now.
Besides, I had no intention of making both of them unhappy. Or rather, I didn't plan to make him unhappy either.
'He's got a middle school kid. Divorce would be messy.'
Their lives would get tangled, sure.
'But that's a fair price for touching my woman.'
Envisioning the future my hypnosis would bring, I placed one final command on the director.
One that would utterly transform his life.
The hypnotized director—no, the man named Toshiro—came to in a motel room.
When he regained consciousness, he was naked in some room.
"Where...?"
He was definitely in his office until he blacked out.
Where the hell was this?
Pinkish tones... It looked just like a motel.
"Oh right! A woman came to my office!"
The sight jogged his memory of the office incident.
A woman with an insanely hot body, straight out of TV or AV, showed up. He tried groping her and got slapped.
That memory reignited his anger.
"That bitch slapped my face!"
How dare she slap him? No matter how much she begged to buy power, he wouldn't sell it to her!
Unless she showed some 'sincerity,' of course...
Toshiro indulged in lewd thoughts for a moment.
"Oops. Not the time for that."
First, check the time. If it was night, call his wife and daughter.
He preyed on other men’s wives but was faithful to his own family.
With that in mind, he looked around for the exit, spotted the door, and grabbed the handle to leave quickly.
Or tried to.
[Haaang♥ You're too rough♥ Be gentler─Hyuut♥♥]
Until the vulgar moans came from beyond the door.
'What the...'
Startled by the sound, Toshiro froze briefly.
Curious about the noise, he decided to crack the door open and peek.
When he did, the sight before him left him speechless.
Beyond the door was...
"How's it feel? Better than your husband's dick?"
"Kuuuh♥!! Yes♥♥!! So much better than my husband! Thrust into places his pathetic cock can't reach♥♥♥!!"
His beloved wife, making a slutty face she'd never shown him, panting as she was pounded by another man.