Oh! My Angel!
‘Am…… I…… Hypno’s girlfriend now……?’
It had been a week since Wintineas learned about Hypno’s hypnosis ability. She suddenly found herself thinking that.
Afterward, her relationship with Hypno never soured. If anything, they grew even closer, and their daily conversations now included talk of hypnosis.
Hypno’s hypnosis had given her a refreshing sensation she’d never felt before. Wintineas was utterly fascinated by it.
“Hypno, with hypnosis…… can you make…… stuff that tastes bad…… taste good……?”
“Of course! Does Wintie have any foods you hate? Anything you can’t eat?”
“None…… But…… um, I kinda…… hate the slight bitterness…… of green peppers.”
“Wintie doesn’t even picky eat—such a good girl~.”
“Mom said no picky eating…… So I eat…… anything. Ahem.”
“So cute.”
“……♡”
Lately, every time Hypno called her cute, Wintineas felt her heart flutter wildly.
“Alright, let’s try it. ……The bitterness of green peppers feels sweet now!”
Right after the hypnosis took hold, it was mealtime, so Wintineas and Hypno headed straight to the restaurant and ordered a dish with green peppers.
“Wow…… it’s…… sweet……”
“Heh heh heh, works like a charm, right?”
“Yeah…… perfect…… But…… being sweet makes it taste weird……”
“Want me to switch it to salty?”
“Yeah……!”
Like that, Wintineas would often ask Hypno what kinds of hypnosis were possible, and he’d happily demonstrate them right then and there to answer.
Even when the topic wasn’t hypnosis, the two were always on great terms, stuck to each other like glue.
No matter who was around, Wintineas would always hook her arm through Hypno’s, savoring his body heat. Once that satisfied her, her lips would start to tingle, and she’d demand a kiss.
Sometimes Hypno initiated, and whenever he did, Wintie was thrilled that he wanted her.
Every moment of life felt more vibrant and joyful than before—she was at a loss for how happy she was. Wintineas was truly blissful.
Of course, they weren’t always glued together. At the very least, when clients came to the consultation room and Hypno hypnotized other women for sex, Wintineas would step back and watch.
Any ordinary woman would have felt disgust, jealousy, or possessive rage. But Wintineas had her unique values, so she never got mad at Hypno’s actions.
If you have power, use it however you want. She’d unleash her icy aura around her even if it inconvenienced others. To Wintineas, pushing through what you wanted—even if it harmed others—was just natural.
And she even thought Hypno was better than her in that regard.
‘At least Hypno…… doesn’t make others sad…… or hurt them……’
Wintineas thought.
If Hypno were a bad guy, he’d hypnotize people seeking advice just to do lewd things and abandon them, or savor their misery. But he didn’t.
He had sex with them, sure—but he solved their problems as best he could. A newbie adventurer scared of fighting monsters got the courage to battle and the caution to win safely. One who felt out of sync with their party but too afraid to ask got a burning desire to open up to their comrades. A guy too chicken to confess to his crush got advice on what she liked and the ironclad resolve to do it.
The process always led to sex midway, but solving the issues never changed.
Wintineas saw it as Hypno simply using his power freely. She never thought he had to use his hypnosis for the world’s sake or that casually using it on others was wrong.
Even outside consultations, women came seeking sex with Hypno. Mika, receptionist Millis, and even Tonia—now a wildly popular whore, whom Wintineas knew of—had visited once.
Hypno satisfied them all to the point of ragged breaths, filling the consultation room with their moans.
But that didn’t mean Wintineas loved everything about it. She’d realized sex wasn’t a cure.
That’s why she felt a twinge of regret and dissatisfaction watching Hypno fuck other women during sessions—not because it was “therapy.”
“Mm……”
‘That cheap semen of his…… would feel so refreshing…… if I could drink it.’
It wasn’t displeasure at him doing other women. It was frustration that she couldn’t taste it or take it inside.
Of course, once treatment ended, Wintineas would straight-up tell him she wanted it now, stroking his cum-smeared cock. Hypno got even more excited and thrilled than during sessions, making love to her like it was routine.
Amid this lewd, blissful routine, Wintineas had that thought.
Was she Hypno’s girlfriend?
She knew she was his precious companion. A sex friend, too. And he called her his angel. She figured it was a pet name—beyond just Wintie, it meant she was special to him. She loved being called his angel.
No doubt they were incredibly close. But did he see her as a girlfriend?
‘Maybe…… not a girlfriend. Just a precious companion…… or angel?’
She wasn’t unhappy with that. She’d been content, perfectly happy.
But the more time she spent with him, the bigger that question loomed. Which meant…… she wanted to be his girlfriend.
Girlfriend. Her mom had once said it was the relationship between a man and woman who loved each other and started dating.
‘A couple…… who love each other……’
Since that day, they’d said not just “I like you” but “I love you” to each other often.
Didn’t that mean they were already dating? She’d thought so once.
But then she remembered stories from adventurers and civilians after becoming one herself.
Second. A purely physical affair. Adultery. Someone you truly loved was separate; it was just carnal desire.
The word hit her, and she recalled Hypno’s wives: Lenia and Lani.
Hypno already had someone he loved. And she’d heard “I love you” mid-sex.
‘Then…… am I Hypno’s second?’
She didn’t think being a second was bad. She’d be with him forever, and he’d even said they’d live together in two years.
No breakup in sight, so no anxiety—just curiosity if she was or wasn’t.
But getting there took so much overthinking that Wintineas steamed up three times in those pondering days, her head going psshhhh.
Her question was clear. All that remained was asking Hypno directly.
“Hypno…… um……”
On the morning of the week mark since learning his hypnosis, Wintineas tried asking over breakfast.
“Oh, Wintie. That reminds me—I had something to tell you.”
But curiosity about what he wanted to say buried her question.
“Yeah? What…… is it?”
“Time to head out from Jenid to somewhere new.”
“Somewhere…… new?”
“Yeah! Figured I should adventure around, gather stories for my future kids.”
“Kids……”
“We’ve done quests and consultations here, saved up decent cash. Where do you wanna go next, Wintie? We’re traveling together, so let’s hit a spot you pick!”
‘Together……♡’
Her heart had dipped heavy at “kids,” but “together” warmed it right up. The girlfriend question flew from her mind.
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Nearly a month in Jenid, Hypno figured it was time to move on. He asked Wintineas—who’d been to more places via quests—for advice.
“Where to?”
“Mm…… Where does Hypno…… wanna go?”
“Somewhere…… different vibe from here?”
“Different…… place…… Mm……”
Wintineas pondered, then spoke.
“Too…… many……”
“Huh? That many unique spots?”
“Yeah…… Every country has…… so many specialties……”
“Country? Not planning to cross borders just yet.”
“Really……?”
“Yeah. Wanna see other countries eventually…… Oh, right! Country’s fine, but let’s hit the capital!”
“Capi……tal?”
“Yep! The capital! Where the royal palace is.”
‘Capital means royalty, right? Heh heh heh. Got hypnosis now, so banging nobles is a classic. Make a queen or princess fall head over heels, score fat rewards—sounds good.’
“To the capital…… takes two weeks…… by carriage.”
“Hmm, stopping midway would drag it out, huh?”
“Can’t take…… long……?”
“Nah, no problem. I’d rather leave ASAP. Anything you need to pack or do, Wintie?”
“Nope……”
“Alright, prep to leave now!”
“Leaving…… right…… now?”
“Probably tomorrow. Gotta say bye to folks we’re close with today. Let’s go, Wintie!”
“Yeah……”
Hypno went around telling everyone he’d met he was leaving Jenid.
First, Maiking, who gave him the Cheonma’s Orb.
“What’s this? Leaving already? And I’ve only given you the Cheonma’s Orb……”
“Heh heh heh, that’s more than enough.”
“No way! Take this!”
Maiking handed him a badge embedded with colorful gems.
“What’s that?”
“Like my business card. Show it at smithies or armor shops in this country—no, most countries—and they’ll hook you up. I’m pretty famous in this field, y’know.”
“Ooh.”
‘Like a networking cert.’
“Heh heh heh, thanks. I’ll put it to good use.”
“Hahaha, that eases my mind!”
Next, adventurers he’d counseled, Tonia thriving at the brothel, and receptionists Millis and Mika. All regretted his departure but wished him safe travels.
Hypno chalked it up to his good deeds.
‘Kuhuhu……! They all genuinely wish me well—proof good guys finish first!’
That night, basking in pride, he spent a steamy evening with Wintineas, finished packing, and waited with her for the carriage to their next city.
“Um…… Hypno……”
While sitting on a bench awaiting the carriage, Wintineas looked up at him.
“Got something…… I wanna…… ask.”
“Yeah? What?”
“Um……”
She clutched his robe sleeve tight.
“Am I…… Hypno’s…… sec……ond?”
“Yeah!?”