#2 Underwear Store (Moonlight – Hypnotic Harassment) (1)

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Blink blink, I opened and closed my eyes, regaining my senses.

‘Oh…? Was I sleeping…?’

At some point, it seemed I had collapsed onto the bed and fallen asleep.

I thought my fatigue had completely disappeared, but perhaps it hadn’t.

Checking the time, the duration of my sleep wasn’t very long. Perhaps around 10 or 20 minutes.

“Daom…?”

I called out, but there was no answer. There was no sign of them anywhere in the room.

The remnants of the kimbap and ramen I had just finished eating were also gone. Did Daom clean them up?

Instead, a small torn piece of paper was left on the table. Daom had left a note on it.

[I’ll be out for a bit. I’ll be back by night.]

“…Will they be okay alone?”

Given what happened yesterday, I felt a bit worried about Daom going out alone.

But thinking about it, yesterday Daom not only regained their senses alone but also subdued a demon by themselves.

If they couldn’t protect themselves, that chairman wouldn’t have bothered to assign Daom to me. I think there was a calculation that Daom would probably be fine alone.

I probably don’t need to worry too much. Still, if they don’t return late at night, I plan to go out and look for them.

So, what should I do now?

Even without Daom, I don’t think my task has changed.

I need to investigate this city, find the exorcists who might be here, and rescue them if necessary.

And for the investigation, I need to blend into this city. If I stand out too much, I don’t know what might happen.

If that’s the case─

“…I guess I should buy some clothes first.”

The tracksuit I was wearing got dirty from yesterday’s events, and the clothes I’m wearing now are borrowed from Daom.

More importantly, I wasn’t wearing underwear. Those damn bastards took off my underwear yesterday and just took it.

Thanks to that, my nipples were chafing against the fabric, and I felt empty both above and below….

Anyway, clothes first. Underwear, if possible.

There was no reason to delay, so I decided to move immediately.

* * *

If I were outside the fog, I might have been able to get some underwear easily at a convenience store.

However, in this ‘sin’ zone, while small shops were somewhat visible, convenience stores were almost nowhere to be found.

It might be because my current location is close to the edge of the zone, but it’s also possible that convenience stores themselves are hard to find in this era.

If that’s the case, then it’s probably better to go to a place where many people gather.

For example, there might be a downtown area or such a place.

“Excuse me, I’d like to ask something.”

Although Daom, who at least knew the geography of this place, was gone, I didn’t panic and asked the innkeeper on the first floor for directions.

The innkeeper, with a very friendly voice, kindly answered my question.

He told me that if I wanted to buy something, I should go downtown as expected, and that it would be better to take a bus from in front of here to get there.

“If you go out now, when will you return?”

“…? Well, I don’t know.”

“If possible, come back before 6 o’clock.”

???

Are people from the old days originally like this? Just telling guests when to return.

It was awkward to respond, so I just said, “Ah, yes…” and left the inn.

No, but what’s with telling me to come back before a certain time?

However, I couldn’t refuse the command of the innkeeper, who was a man.

If nothing special happens, I should try to return by 6 o’clock if possible.

‘Yeah… I can’t help it.’

‘In this city, disobeying men is something that shouldn’t happen….’

And so, I headed to the bus stop the innkeeper had told me about.

* * *

Nothing particularly unusual happened on the bus.

However, it seemed that there were a few instances where I made eye contact with passengers when I turned my head.

Since I made eye contact with different passengers every time I turned my head, it didn’t seem like they were looking at me because they knew me.

Am I being noticed right now?

Even so, I couldn’t think of any reason to be stared at.

Although I was the only woman on the bus, I didn’t think that was much of a reason to stare.

‘Though I’m not wearing underwear….’

Right now, I’m wearing a loose tracksuit, not the clothes I borrowed from Daom.

Daom’s clothes are thin, but with this tracksuit, I don’t think it would be obvious that I’m not wearing underwear.

Other than that, there’s no particular reason I can guess─

‘…Is it just my imagination?’

It might just be me arbitrarily thinking that others are looking at me.

Deciding not to think deeply about it, I eventually got off at the designated station.

Many people were walking around in the downtown area I arrived at. And the appearance of the streets had also become much more glamorous and sophisticated compared to the place I was just at.

Of course, it was still rustic compared to the outside world.

Still, this much isn’t bad. I might be able to find some decent clothes.

‘But there are so many people.’

Are all the people here those who disappeared, swallowed by the fog?

To say so, I think the number is excessively high.

Surely, not all the missing people from this country are gathered here.

Even if that were the case, I still think this number makes no sense.

‘Is there some other rule?’

Now that I think about it, Daom’s words felt somewhat significant.

Of course, thinking about it like this won’t yield an answer.

And it’s also something I don’t need to think about.

Without further delay, I entered the department store visible deeper in the downtown area.

* * *

Daom left some money with a note, saying it was for activity expenses.

This money was substantial, so I thought I could probably get whatever I wanted.

‘Underwear… underwear store….’

Clothes are important, but underwear comes first.

After becoming this body, living without underwear is incredibly uncomfortable.

My breasts bounce inside my clothes every time I move, and I constantly feel empty down below. Also, my nipples chafe, and I’m anxious that my involuntary erection might show through my clothes.

And so, I quickly arrived at a women’s underwear store.

The underwear store had a very spacious and sophisticated atmosphere, so once I arrived, I hesitated to go inside.

Now that I think about it, do I really need to go into a specialized store just to buy underwear?

Even supermarkets probably sell casual underwear. I don’t care about style or fashion anyway….

“Hmm? A customer?”

Suddenly, a middle-aged man emerged from the store.

Is he a clerk at this store? But a man in a women’s underwear store?

“Don’t just stand there, come inside.”

“Ah, well… that is….”

“I said come in, didn’t I? Are you going to disobey?”

Saying that, the middle-aged man lightly shook the necklace he was wearing, showing it to me.

A somewhat familiar purple gem was visible.

Ah, right. I must always obey the commands of men─

“Yes….”

In the end, I followed the middle-aged man and entered the underwear store.

* * *

The underwear store was divided into two sections.

The underwear store visible from the outside, with ordinary female clerks.

And inside, separated by partitions, a space filled with underwear that somehow looked gloomy and, at first glance, seemed to be of a radical type.

And most of all… a sweet scent, one I had smelled before, was lingering.

The middle-aged man who brought me here stood me in front of him, then casually put a cigarette in his mouth and lit it.

Not only that, he even blew smoke directly towards my face.

Ah, yes. This smoke.

After smelling this smoke, my head becomes light and floaty….

“‘That person’ provided this Potion tobacco. You must have smelled it too, right? It’s easy for anyone to get here.”

“Potion….”

“Well, you don’t have to remember. You won’t be able to remember anyway.”

The middle-aged man asked for my personal information.

My name, my profession as an exorcist, and so on.

However, it seemed he already knew both my name and my profession.

He explained that everything about me had already been conveyed, so this was just a confirmation process.

Had the confirmation process finished? The man, with the cigarette still in his mouth, approached me closely and began to grope my body over my clothes.

Beyond the coarse tracksuit, my soft, supple skin, unhindered by underwear, was fully felt.

The man’s hand kneaded my breasts over my clothes and slowly stroked my butt.

Then, suddenly, his hand went inside my pants and even directly touched my genitals.

“Hoo. You’re walking around without underwear? You’re a complete pervert. Were you like this even before receiving grace? It seems you always had an overflowing talent for being a sacrifice, didn’t you?”

“I’m not… a pervert….”

“Well, I wonder.”

The man’s hand caressed my vulva.

At the mansion, I was modified by Daom; not only was all my original pubic hair removed, but I was also made so that hair would never grow there again.

The white Pussy that was created this way was thoroughly fondled by his large hand, and soon his fingers burrowed into the crevice, digging and stirring the shallow part inside the hole with a srub srub srub motion.

“Not even a virgin. You walk around the streets with such a lewd body, not even wearing panties. On top of that, you shake your breasts and butt to tempt men you’ve never seen before. You reek of female pheromones. And you say you’re not a perverted slut?”

Soon, the man’s hand, which had emerged from beneath my pants, showed me the presence of the vaginal fluid that had soaked his fingers, by pressing them together and pulling them apart in front of my face.

What else could such a lewdly wet woman be, if not a perverted slut like a rabbit in heat? It was as if he was reminding me of that.

“No… it’s not….”

But I desperately denied it, shaking my head from side to side.

The man pressed me, asking the same question several more times to make me answer properly, but I repeatedly denied it, thinking that it wasn’t true.

It was then.

Before my eyes, as I kept denying, that familiar purple gem─the grace─was thrust forward.

“Now, look at this carefully again. Count to 10 while looking closely at the light shimmering inside.”

I followed his words.

Staring at the shimmering light within the gem, 10 seconds.

10 seconds passed in an instant. And my mind instantly became much more at ease.

“Now, I’ll ask again. What kind of woman are you?”

The words of men are unconditionally correct.

I have no right to deny that.

My opinion is wrong, and the words of men… of those who have received grace, are clearly correct.

If that’s the case, then I am indeed a perverted slut.

Shaking my butt and breasts in front of men I’ve never seen before, reeking of female pheromones….

“Ah… a perverted slut… I am indeed a perverted slut… I’m sorry….”

“That’s right. We can’t just let a perverted slut like you roam the streets. So, it’s only natural for me, an honest and righteous adult, to discipline a perverted slut of the streets, isn’t it?”

“Yes. That’s right… it is….”

“Good. Then take off this cheap tracksuit yourself and prepare to be disciplined. As a moral adult, I will guide (敎導) this street slut into a form befitting a sacrifice.”

I resisted the command to take off my clothes and receive discipline once again, but when that familiar grace was thrust before my eyes, I found myself unable to resist.

In the end, I unzipped my tracksuit myself, took off my clothes, and became naked in front of this lecherous middle-aged man….