Suggestion (5)
“Huh? Is there something on my face?”
Hearing my words, my husband stroked the corner of his mouth with a puzzled expression. It was the face of someone who genuinely had no idea. He had always been terrible at lying, so this wasn’t an act. He truly didn’t seem to know about the faint trace of makeup on his own face.
I quickly reached out and wiped the faint smear of cosmetics from the edge of his lips.
“…I must have imagined it.”
Then, naturally pulling him into an embrace while hiding my hand behind his back, I confirmed the faint sticky residue on my fingertips and buried my face against his chest.
…Min Soyeon….
I didn’t think I could keep my expression under control. I hugged my husband a little tighter and drew in a deep breath.
The familiar scent of his body filled my nose. Because he had been staying at our house, it was mixed with my own scent, but there was also a faint, unfamiliar woman’s fragrance woven through it.
The moment I realized Min Soyeon and my husband had been in close contact—very close contact—I quietly clenched my teeth against the rage boiling up inside me and tried to piece the situation together.
My husband had probably gone to see Min Soyeon. The reason was obvious without needing to ask. An apology, comfort, concern—some pointless excuse like that. Just what did he find so lovable about that immoral daughter of his…?
Thankfully, because I had trained him thoroughly, he wouldn’t have done anything crazy like accepting her feelings. I wished he had drawn a firm line so she couldn’t even approach him, but the System had probably prevented that.
Judging by the way Min Soyeon’s scent clung to his body, it seemed he had allowed some moderate skinship—like a hug—to end the encounter.
“…”
Feeling irritated, I suddenly grabbed his backside. He looked down at me. His face said he had a lot he wanted to say. I naturally ignored that look, kneading his rear while sinking back into thought.
If he had drawn the line at a hug, a massive contradiction appeared. The cosmetic mark on his lips. No matter how I looked at it, it was definitely a tint-type product….
No matter how much he cherished his daughter, the moment he realized she saw him as a man, there was no way he would have offered her his lips. Most importantly, when I had asked about his lips, his reaction had been one of complete ignorance.
In other words, my husband had no idea his lips had been sullied.
Unless he had fainted, it made no sense that he wouldn’t notice a kiss. This meant Min Soyeon had used some method he couldn’t detect to kiss him without his knowledge….
But Min Soyeon wasn’t at the level where she could pull off something like that. If she had been, his chastity would already be long gone.
Someone else must have incited her and even provided the method or the tool. Yet among her acquaintances, there wasn’t anyone capable of that….
…Unless….
Generic isekai hypnosis… Hypnosis sacred site… Hypnotic reverse rape… Hypnosis corruption play… Hypnotized harem conquest…
After Yu Jihwan returned home, the slight regret I felt over the Hypnosis Spray prompted me to start researching hypnosis on the internet.
But all I found were uselessly erotic posts. I couldn’t locate a single serious article about hypnosis.
“…”
Frustrated, I chewed on my lip while clicking around.
Scroll after scroll of garbage. Then one title caught my eye among the mountain of posts.
“Hypnosis… marriage…?”
The provocative title drew me in like a spell. I slowly moved the cursor and clicked.
The long post that appeared was surprisingly detailed and carried a serious tone that felt out of place on this kind of community.
I swallowed, intrigued, scrolled back to the top, and began reading carefully.
The writer had awakened a mental manipulation ability. They had tested it on their childhood friend, who was their boyfriend at the time. Even though the ability was relatively weak, it worked powerfully on an ordinary person with no powers. Using that ability as a foundation, they had reshaped their boyfriend to suit their tastes.
But the method was completely different from what I had imagined.
Instead of issuing direct commands, it worked by inducing the target’s behavior. For example, if you wanted a man to pounce on you, you would make him perceive you as irresistibly attractive so he couldn’t help himself. If you wanted him to only have eyes for you, you would make him feel overwhelming happiness and satisfaction whenever he was intimate with you.
It was a way of indirectly and naturally guiding the other person to do exactly what you wanted without directly tampering with their mind.
“…Wow…”
Having known nothing about hypnosis, I couldn’t help but be impressed.
And then…
“…Haah…”
I felt an unbearable sense of waste over the five minutes I had thrown away so carelessly. If I had used those five minutes properly—if I had planted the right suggestion in Jihwan….
I ground my teeth so hard it hurt. I felt utterly pathetic for having wasted the opportunity on something as stupid as demanding a relationship.
While I was drowning in endless regret and cursing my own foolishness, a message suddenly appeared.
A new mission has arrived! NEW!
“…A mission…?”
The moment doubt crossed my mind, the message shifted and displayed new text.
It’s not just the hypnosis spray. There are plenty of rewards that can help you.
It was suspicious. Anyone would find it suspicious. The offer was so tempting it almost felt like an obvious scam. Still, now that I understood the true effect and proper usage of the hypnosis spray, there was no reason not to listen.
After a brief moment of hesitation, I spoke to the message even though I knew it probably wouldn’t work, pretending to be uninterested.
“…What is it?”
Ring ring ring— Ring ring ring—
The alarm jolted me awake. I opened my eyes to a ceiling that felt unfamiliar at first glance.
“…”
It was my old studio apartment, not my wife’s house.
…It feels cramped….
They say once you get used to a big house you can’t go back to a small one, and sure enough, this place I had lived in for so long now felt incredibly tiny. Maybe it had been foolish to insist on sleeping here. I silently vowed to move out as soon as possible.
I reached for my phone and turned off the alarm, then groaned as I dragged my heavy body upright and began preparing for school.
Last night, after returning to the studio, I had first contacted Soyeon to tell her I wouldn’t be able to come over. As expected, she got angry. Calming her down had taken every ounce of effort I had. Unfortunately, since I had to draw a clear line, I had no good cards to soothe her with. After terrifying me with all kinds of threats, she left me with the ominous words “Just wait until tomorrow” and abruptly hung up.
Watching her act that way, I decided not to tell my wife. If I did, she would definitely order me to keep my distance from Soyeon. But I can’t stay away from Soyeon. I can’t explain why, and I can’t make her understand, so it would only complicate things further.
Of course, if the situation ever spiraled beyond what I could handle, I would have to ask my wife for help… but until then, I had to do everything I possibly could.
“Mm… good.”
After one final check of my clothes, I grabbed my bag and left the house. Shivering in the cold morning air as I descended the stairs, I stepped past the firmly closed gate and out onto the street.
But then—
“Eh? J-Jihwan…! Good morning…!”
“…Can we hurry up?”
Two completely unexpected faces were standing in front of the gate.
“…Huh? Wha—?”
It was Min Soyeon and Gong Haeseon.
…Why are they here?
Extremely flustered by the sudden situation, I stared back and forth between them with a dumb expression, trying to make sense of what was happening.
At that moment, Min Soyeon, arms crossed, stepped closer and growled in a low voice while glaring at me.
“…What’s with her?”
She was openly pointing at Gong Haeseon even though the girl was standing right behind me. I couldn’t come up with any answer. I didn’t even know why Gong Haeseon was here, or why Min Soyeon was here, so what could I possibly say?
“Uh…”
When I opened my mouth hesitantly, Gong Haeseon quickly stepped forward and spoke first.
“…J-Jihwan…! Are you feeling better…?”
“Huh? Yeah, I’m fine, but…”
“S-Sorry for showing up so suddenly… I was worried you might not come to school again today, so I came to check…”
She came on purpose… How did she know where I live? The moment I remembered that I had never given her my address—
“Th-The homeroom teacher gave me the address!”
Gong Haeseon spoke up as if she had read my mind, perfectly timed.
“Ah… I see.”
“Y-Yeah…! I’m glad you’re okay…!”
While I was briefly exchanging greetings with Gong Haeseon, Min Soyeon slipped between us and spoke in an icy tone.
“…How long are we going to stand here?”
She didn’t bother hiding her discomfort and openly glared at Gong Haeseon. She hadn’t said it out loud, but I could practically hear curses ringing in my ears.
…But why is she here in the first place?
The moment I began wondering about Min Soyeon’s presence, she whipped her head around and glared at me. The timing was so perfect it felt like she had heard my thoughts.
“…Aren’t we going?”
Her face was full of dissatisfaction.
“…Y-Yeah, let’s go….”
It didn’t seem like I would be able to ask why they had come. Sandwiched between Gong Haeseon and Min Soyeon, I walked to school while carefully watching both of their moods.