Wannabe Villain's Special Sex Education (1)
Wannabe Villain's Special Sex Education (1)
The Chairwoman summoned me out of nowhere for a mission.
I had no idea why and could only stare in bewilderment, but...
—Clamor.
"Release!!!!! Princess Winterer!!!!!"
"Release her!!!!!"
The protest reached my ears the instant we arrived outside the detention center.
Protesters lay sprawled across the ground, shouting at the top of their lungs.
Only then did I understand the situation.
My face twisted into a frown as well.
"Chairwoman. Those are members of the Villain Rights Group and... the Church of the Lord."
"Indeed."
"Why are they making such a scene?"
I could understand why the Villain Rights Group was protesting.
The Grade 1 Villain Winterer wasn't actually a villain.
She was perfect ammunition for them.
Look, they could say. Even Seol Hayeon's villain classifications were not infallible.
The children the government had dragged away might not be villains either.
No. Our children were not villains.
The state had taken them by force.
Of course they would foam at the mouth over this.
'I understood those people. But why was the Church of the Lord here?'
What baffled me was the Church of the Lord's participation.
The Church might worship awakeners as divine apostles, but Winterer being detained was hardly grounds for a protest.
If they left matters alone, the law would judge her properly.
This was unlike them in every respect.
I stared at the Chairwoman, plainly asking for an explanation.
She released one heavy sigh after another before speaking.
"A problem has arisen. The truth is...."
Her explanation could be summarized as follows.
Saturday night: Winterer was arrested and placed in the detention center.
Sunday: the Villain Rights Group staged its first protest.
The police drove them away for holding an illegal demonstration.
"That would have been the end of it, but someone being released overheard Winterer throwing a tantrum."
The Awakener Association sent Winterer an elite legal team.
Winterer overturned a table and insisted, "I was a real villain."
She wore a Mana-Sealing Restraint, so she couldn't cause much of a disturbance, but...
A departing detainee overheard the commotion and tipped off the media.
That led to stories like these spreading online.
Because of her mental illness, she truly believed she was a villain.
If she said that even to her own lawyers, she'd surely testify the same way in court.
———Winterer would be tried as a villain.
"She still hasn't dropped the act? She's stubborn. Seriously stubborn."
"Act...? I don't know what that means, but it appears to have enraged the Church of the Lord enough to protest."
The Church of the Lord was furious.
Winterer had already suffered an unfortunate childhood.
Her ability as an awakener also ranked among the very best in Korea.
Naturally, the faithful cried, "Oh, Princess Winterer, may you walk only a flower-strewn path from now on."
And now Winterer was being treated as a villain again.
The Church's anger was understandable.
"I explained that there was no chance she would be treated as a villain, but they refused to listen. Tsk."
"Old people are all stubborn like that."
"......Ahem."
"In any case, what do they want?"
"Winterer's release, treatment for her diminished mental capacity, and enormous compensation from the state."
The Church of the Lord demanded the following:
Release our princess immediately.
She had already suffered such deprivation in childhood that her mental faculties were impaired. Wasn't it cruel to detain and interrogate her?
At minimum, indict her without detention. Also compensate her for the human experimentation she suffered.
The Villain Rights Group joined in, screaming, "Exactly! This was a human-rights violation!"
Then the Church members deployed their specialty and lay flat on the ground.
According to the Chairwoman, even the police had been unable to disperse the illegal protest.
My expression hardened.
"So you want me to treat Winterer's mental illness? That's still beyond me."
"Didn't you handle her well the other day?"
"That only stops her from using her ability for a moment. This requires making her deny her entire identity. The difficulty is completely different."
The mission she intended to give me was obvious.
Go cure that mentally ill girl who believed she was a villain.
She was clearly going to order me to do something like that.
The problem was that Winterer's villain identity was a defense mechanism.
Changing it required extraordinarily powerful hypnosis.
My current stats were nowhere near sufficient.
"It's impossible even with Haru."
"Hmm. Is that so?"
After I declared it impossible, our gazes converged.
On the girl curled up in the back seat.
My foster daughter, Haru.
—Suck, suck.
"......?"
Haru tilted her head around the candy she was sucking.
It was a relief that she seemed to have shaken off the previous day completely, but...
Even Haru's help would not be enough.
Not to make Winterer abandon her villain act.
"What are you going to do?"
"Hmm."
The Chairwoman gently closed her eyes.
She had brought me assuming it would work, only for me to say it was impossible.
She was surely considering another solution...
"It seems possible to me."
"...Excuse me?"
"You and Haru will be enough. I guarantee it."
"No. I'm the expert here. My ability can't do it."
"Then fail. Why does a man talk so much? Stop whining and do what you're told."
"......."
She simply forced the mission through.
Her way of working people to the bone was as rough as ever. Honestly.
* * *
The Chairwoman agreed to calm the protesters.
She would tell them Seo Yujin himself was handling the mission, so they should settle down.
While she occupied them, Haru and I...
"Hey there, Princess~."
"Sis. Long time no see. I missed you."
...visited the wannabe villain.
Winterer clicked her tongue in her pale green prison uniform.
"Tch. Why are the Rice Cakes here again?"
"......."
'I saw no hostility, but she didn't look likely to cooperate quietly.'
She truly was optimized for corrective education.
Even with all her abilities sealed, she remained as insolent as ever.
I decided to throw a jab and test her reaction.
"I came because you keep insisting you're a villain. You're not a villain, only an awakener. Why do you keep doing this?"
—Ding!
[The skill 'Complete Hypnosis'....]
"I told you that's not true, you swollen Rice Cake."
"Tch."
As expected, the suggestion didn't touch her.
Of course. It attacked her identity.
That was on another level from merely preventing her from using her abilities.
It would have been easier to hypnotize Công into believing he was female.
'No choice. Deploy strategic weapon Haru.'
"You're so stubborn. Right, Haru? Sis is a stubborn liar, isn't she~?"
—Hug.
As before, I rubbed cheeks with Haru to provoke Winterer.
I wanted to fluster her and open a gap in her mind.
Haru understood my intention perfectly...
"M-Mm... Hehe. Hehehe."
—Nuzzle, nuzzle. Hug.
"...Haru? What are you doing?"
"Enjoying Daddy."
...She understood like a Rice Cake, not perfectly.
Haru merely kept rubbing her cheek against mine.
Her lips even brushed mine now and then with a soft smack.
I glanced sideways to gauge Winterer's reaction.
—Smile.
"Good grief. Lucky you, doll bitch."
I expected embarrassment, but Winterer watched us with a warm smile instead.
That let me reach a quick conclusion.
Showing her how close Haru and I were no longer unsettled her.
In other words, Haru's cooperation would not have made this possible in the first place.
'Even the Hypnosis Breeding Guy couldn't do this. Had that old hag finally gone senile? Should I reserve her a room in a nursing home?'
Cursing the Chairwoman inwardly was a bonus.
I had told her it was impossible, yet she forced me in here anyway.
See? It was impossible, just as I said.
That old woman's stubbornness was unbelievable. Good grief.
'...Still, she trusted me with this. I'd keep trying to the end.'
"Ahem. Let's sit and talk first. Villain or not, I have something to ask you about Haru."
But I still had the pride of a former S-rank No. 1. I wouldn't retreat so easily.
I changed the subject naturally.
A little cheek-rubbing no longer shook Winterer, but...
Haru surely remained the most important person in her life.
Something might emerge if I talked about Haru.
—Creak. Lick.
'What should I probe first?'
Should I discuss their memories as sisters, then coax her into admitting she was not a villain if she wanted to live with Haru?
No. Winterer wanted to live with Haru, but getting her to admit she was only pretending to be a villain would be impossible.
Especially because admitting it would guarantee military service.
Should I point out the contradiction that she had treated Haru kindly?
She'd dismiss it as a passing whim.
Just as she had last time.
—Lick. Lick.
'Then....'
[If you lather their chest with soap and rub it, it feels soft and squishy.]
'As expected. Should I begin with sex education?'
After deliberating, I narrowed it down to one option.
Demanding to know what kind of sex education she had given Haru for the girl to behave like this.
That would surely fluster Winterer.
...Though our difference in size would make the scene look extremely questionable from the outside.
I was reluctant because the guard staring at us might shout, "Your Honor, there was a pedophile here!!" and lock me up.
Still, I had no choice.
—Lick.
"Winterer. About that...."
After a deliberation both long and brief, I focused on Winterer again.
I meant to begin a brutal hypnosis highlight reel.
And then I...
—Slurp, shlup. Shlurrrp. Shlp.
"......?"
Only then did I identify the licking noise I'd heard for some time.
Winterer was happily licking a piece of candy.
The tip of her tongue curled sensually around every side...
...then flicked up the melted, sugary liquid.
She pressed her lips together with a soft smack to catch what remained.
She ignored the stretching strands of saliva, collar hanging open as she noisily ate...
Hm. That tongue work. I wished Sia would learn from it.
My Sia always offered to do it, but she kept scraping me with her teeth.
Though her clumsiness was adorable too.
'After I defeated those damned monsters and we married, maybe I'd beg her to do it once on our wedding night....'
—Shlup.
"Why are you grinning while staring at me, Rice Cake?"
"Oh."
My train of thought, which had briefly gone full Breeding Guy, returned to normal.
Good grief. Thinking such things while looking at her was a bit much.
Wholesome thoughts. Wholesome thoughts.
"Ahem. Where did you get the candy?"
"Subject 47—Ahem. I stole it from that Haru brat."
"The cherry one had only been sucked a few times, so I gave it to Sis."
"......?"
My casual question received an unexpected answer.
I'd naturally assumed Haru had given her a new candy, but...
"You gave her... one you were already eating...?"
"Why? Do I finally seem like a villain? Hehe. Be afraid, Rice Cake."
"No. I mean, why do you eat it like that? You should put it in your mouth and suck on it."
"Typical Rice Cake. Eating it this way makes it last longer. You didn't know? Is your brain a Rice Cake too?"
"......."
I reflected on myself before the triumphant Winterer.
Come to think of it, she had grown up starving.
She licked even one candy like that to make it last as long as possible.
I was the piece of trash who had viewed it strangely. Damn.
'I should abandon the idea of questioning her about Haru's sex education too.'
There was one more reason.
Winterer had no idea how provocative her candy-eating looked, which meant her sexual knowledge was at Haru's level.
If I demanded to know why she hadn't taught Haru anything...
...she'd surely ask something like, "How were babies made?"
"Good grief, Haru. Sis is getting it everywhere. Go wipe her up."
"Okay. Oh, I have something to ask Sis. Secretly, just the two of us. Can I go talk to her?"
"Of course. Daddy has something to think about, so take your time."
"Yay. Sis, Sis. Come here."
—Patter, patter.
'What was I supposed to do now...?'
After sending Haru and Winterer a short distance away...
I sank into deep thought.
How could I forcibly strip the villain identity from a wannabe villain?
'Should I simply hug her tightly like last time? Tsk. If I did that again, they would genuinely brand me a pedophile.'
—Mutter, mutter.
"Sis, I have a question."
"Hm. Hm. That is sa...."
"......!!!? Then what should I do?"
"Well, I took your candy, so I'll lend you a hand. Haru the Rice Cake who can't do anything without me."
And after agonizing over it again and again, I...
—Step, step. Tap, tap.
"Hey, Rice Cake."
"Winterer? What is this all of a sudden?"
"———I'll pretend you're not a villain, so make one promise with me. Swear on your dick."
"......?"
I realized there'd never been any need to agonize in the first place.