Self-Proclaimed Hypnosis Breeding Guy vs Winterer (3)
Self-Proclaimed Hypnosis Breeding Guy vs Winterer (3)
First she had ambushed me; now Winterer was trying to fight me outright.
Her fist, packed with murderous intent, hurtled toward me.
Faced with a Grade 1 Villain's attack, I...
"Diiieee!!"
"......?"
'What was wrong with her?'
I didn't even blink.
Winterer's Innate Talent, Cryokinesis.
A Magic-type ability that could freeze anything.
That sounded terrifying in isolation, but...
'Her ability was sealed, so I thought she'd run. Instead, she came at me.'
The hypnosis I'd cast was still in effect.
Winterer still needed another hour before she could use her ability.
In other words, the punch was purely physical.
It would not freeze my whole body if it landed.
It'd only hurt. Quite a lot.
'A Magic-type awakener charging into close combat. It was unexpected, but...'
It was not a bad choice.
A Grade 1 Villain's stats tended to develop evenly.
Despite her appearance, she was stronger than me, whose stats were in lower C-rank.
Knocking me out and taking me hostage was smarter than running. Certainly.
The problem was...
"Your crotch..."
"......."
'Wow. I'd never seen anyone throw such an obviously telegraphed punch in a real fight. Even the rookies weren't this bad.'
Winterer was hopelessly uncoordinated.
No matter how strong someone was, it meant nothing if they had no idea how to use that strength.
The punch she was throwing proved it.
Her windup was so large that I could see it coming a mile away.
Her other hand hung at her waist, with no thought of guarding her face.
The huge motion had thrown her balance completely off. And so on.
Ah. I should record this and use it to train the rookies.
Would saying, "If you do this in a Gate and die, the Association will call it suicide and refuse to pay death benefits~," be educational?
It was such an absurd attack that thoughts like that came to mind.
'She really was perfect for corrective education.'
Perhaps this, too, was deliberate characterization.
A sharp, ringing voice. An insolent way of talking. A defiant gaze. A violent attitude.
Contrasted against all of that were her frail body and pitiful combat skills.
They were stereotypical traits of a character who mouthed off and then got taught a lesson.
Perhaps the developers had designed her that way on purpose.
'It was not really my thing, but... this worked out. I should teach her a lesson.'
—Grab.
I had watched long enough with my thoughts accelerated by hypnosis.
After a light dodge, I lifted her right up and slammed her to the ground.
It was a throw Master had personally taught me.
—BOOOOM!!!
"Keugh... h-how?! My stats are unchanged...!"
"Wow."
'How was even her dialogue this perfect?'
Her reaction stirred sadism I hadn't even known I possessed.
A little excited, I quickly pinned her down.
I wedged my knee between her thighs and seized her wrist.
In a pose that looked as though I might start acting like the Breeding Guy at any moment.
"Winterer. Ever heard of corrective education?"
"Hieek!? Let go of me, you horny bastard!! Die! Diiie!!"
"......."
'Wow. Her reactions were top-tier.'
I'd meant to scare her a little, but I had not expected this much.
Was this the dignity of an early-game eroge villain?
I was genuinely impressed.
"Heh heh. Well, then..."
[Disciple. What exactly do you think you're doing right now?]
[Ah, Master.]
Admittedly, the position looked rather obscene.
Master immediately sent me a Telepathy.
I answered calmly.
[I am only trying to scare her a little. Hypnosis works better that way.]
[Must you do it in that exact position? It looks indecent.]
[It is perfect for frightening her, and it keeps our eyes aligned.]
[I am worried that rumors will follow you later—that you sexually assaulted a villain.]
[It is fine. I will not do anything inappropriate to her.]
[Even so....]
[Trust me, Master. Hypnosis is your disciple's specialty.]
Despite appearances, this truly was corrective education.
Entrust it to Seo Yujin, the foremost authority in the field.
I would show her the world's first successful villain reform.
Only then did Master accept my explanation.
[Absolutely, absolutely do not do anything improper. If you touch her anywhere in secret, I will be furious.]
[Oh, come on~ I told you I like older women like you, Master. Tiny little girls like her aren't my type.]
[Ahem, ahem. Well, if that is the case... do as you like.]
She even encouraged me to go all out.
Since I'd gotten permission, I decided to go all out.
—Writhing and struggling.
"Die! Die! You bastard worse than a villain!!"
"That is a terrible thing to say~."
'Now, then. What kind of hypnosis should I use?'
Still pinning Winterer down, I leisurely considered my options.
How could I instill some basic humanity and propriety into this Wannabe Villain?
Cleanly enough that she'd never issue Haru an 'order' again.
'She clearly cared about Haru without realizing it. Should I make her recognize that first?'
"Haru is watching, so you should use nice, polite words, okay?"
"......!!?"
First, I provoked her.
At the mention that Haru was watching, Winterer's head whipped around.
Her face flushed bright red.
"You piece of trash!! I'll kill you, I'll kill you!!"
"What if Haru hears that and copies you? Let us tone it down a little. Hm... call me Rice Cake. How is that?"
Taking advantage of her confusion, I began by correcting her language.
It looked trivial, but from a hypnotic perspective, it was critical.
Someone who constantly used negative, aggressive language would naturally become more vicious.
On the other hand, what if every time she got angry, she said, 'You rice-cake-looking bastard!'?
Would that not make both the speaker and listener feel a little softer?
Building up hypnosis like this would clearly lower Winterer's aggression and hostility.
—Ding!
[The target falls under an 'ordinary' hypnosis!]
"You rice-cake-looking bastard!!"
"Good job~."
The effect was excellent.
The girl who'd kept calling me a son of a bitch had finally downgraded to 'bastard.'
As a bonus, the strength drained from her eyes, as though her hostility had softened a little.
'Now, for the second one...'
Grinning, I considered my next move.
How could I ensure that she never spouted nonsense about ordering Haru around again?
—However,
"You Rice Cake...!!!"
—Grind.
I suddenly heard her grinding her teeth.
I looked down and met her eyes head-on.
Winterer's eyes blazed with resolve.
And then,
—Squeeze. Thrash, thrash.
"D-diiieee!!!"
"......?"
A sudden pressure squeezed me.
Wondering what it was, I lowered my gaze.
Winterer was squeezing my waist with her thighs.
"I'll snap you in two like a rice cake..."
—Ding!
[Damage reduced by 90% due to the Trait 'Unyielding.' Status Effect 'Internal Bleeding' has been ignored.]
'What was she doing?'
Her hands were restrained, so she was attacking with her relatively free legs.
It was a futile struggle.
Even if she was a Grade 1 Villain, there was no way she could snap my waist in two like this. Dream on.
The thought made me snort.
"Pfft."
"N-ngh!!!"
—Whack! Whack!
Had she realized she couldn't get enough force with just her thighs?
Winterer began pounding my back with her heels.
It still didn't do any real damage.
'Even a full-force kick would barely hurt. While she was restrained like this...'
—Sqqquuueeeze.
"I'll shatter your spine!!"
"......!!!!?"
...I take back the part about no damage.
The pounding itself was fine.
But when she bore down as though she truly meant to break my spine...
her ass pressed against me.
[...Disciple?]
"Hieek!!"
Apparently Master also thought this had crossed the line.
A chill raced down my spine.
'A full-body attack right in front of my wife. Truly an inhumane assault...!!'
A sophisticated political attack that destroyed my social standing by pressing her body against mine.
If I had to name it: the Reverse Breeding Press.
My mind reeled under an attack that violated the Geneva Conventions.
[You promised not to lay a finger on her.]
[Th-this is her doing—]
[Get her off you. Now. Before I step in and cut her down.]
'Master truly showed no mercy!!'
And Master was watching.
Master, the strictest of my three wives about this sort of thing.
I cast hypnosis to save my life.
[Just a second!!]
"You shameless little brat! Get off me right now!!"
[Skill 'Complete Hypnosis' activated. Failed.]
—Sqqqqquueeeze.
"Just die already, you rice-cake-looking bastard!!!"
I tried hypnotizing her to stop the inappropriate behavior, but it didn't take.
If anything, once she sensed that her attack was working, she squeezed even harder.
How it looked—her thighs wrapped around my waist while both feet pressed hard against my back—was obvious.
It didn't even warrant a second's thought.
[Why aren't you getting her off you? Are you enjoying it? Even if she's a villain, she is still a young woman. Are you savoring it? So my disciple is a man after all?]
"Hiiiiiieek!!!"
I could tell from the chill in Master's voice.
In other words, my life had suddenly been placed in danger.
It was a critical moment that could destroy my social life.
'No choice. The first move wins! Call Master!!'
There was only one solution.
Ask for help before anyone else and make it clear that this wasn't intentional.
I hurried to send a Telepathy, but...
[I am sorry, but please help...]
—Fwoosh!!
"Diiieeeeeeee!!!!"
—The instant my head turned slightly.
Winterer snapped her hips and raised her upper body.
From where her gaze fell, her fangs were aimed at...
My throat. My carotid, to be precise.
It was a lethal strike born from Winterer accepting the embarrassment of the attack and my momentary lapse.
In an instant, the world slowed down.
"......!!?"
—Flash.
Winterer's bloodthirsty gaze.
The shocked faces of those waiting far away.
And finally, Master's presence rushing toward us.
Everyone else moved in slow motion, but Master alone seemed fast-forwarded. Her footwork truly was on another level, but...
Winterer and I were simply too close.
Even Master was a fraction too late.
Winterer reached me first.