episode_0041

Having successfully navigated the police’s surprise inspection, Miyuki and I quickly arrived at the power plant.

Upon arriving at the power plant, a low-ranking employee, who seemed to have been chosen as a guide, told us that the Director-nim was waiting.

I told the employee to escort Miyuki to the Director’s office, and that I wanted to look around separately.

At my words, the employee gave me a questioning look before replying that he would do so.

“Just stall for time. If he tries anything strange, you can even slap him.”

“Heh heh. Understood.”

I whispered this to Miyuki as she headed to the Director’s office, and Miyuki whispered back her understanding.

With that, I began to look around the power plant.

No, to be precise.

Snap!

“From now on, even if you discover the Director’s corruption, you will absolutely not be able to speak about it externally. If you do expose it, you will firmly believe that outsiders will view you as no different from the corrupt themselves. And if you ever try to expose the corruption, you will consult someone.”

“Yes…”

I went to where the employees were and individually put every single one of them under hypnosis.

The reason for doing such troublesome work?

It’s simple. If what I’m doing now is discovered by outsiders, it will lead to trouble.

Buying reserve power, which should be accumulated for unforeseen circumstances, at a price much cheaper than the market rate—I don’t know Japanese law well, but since this power plant is privatized, it probably isn’t illegal.

However, just because it’s not illegal doesn’t mean it’s good. What about the position of the company that ended up selling electricity much cheaper than the market rate?

Most likely, if caught, it would become quite troublesome.

At the very least, I’d have to prepare for a lawsuit alongside the Director.

But why is that a reason to use hypnosis?

That’s because, in companies like this, there’s always one whistleblower who can’t tolerate it and reports corruption when they find it.

I’m using this hypnosis to prevent such whistleblowers from appearing.

Well, actually, this also comes with the hassle of having to come back and re-hypnotize them once every few months.

‘Still, the more security, the better.’

Thinking that, I diligently went around applying hypnosis, and as a result, I hypnotized everyone inside the factory.

Having finished my business, I went to meet the last target, the Director.

And when I arrived in front of the Director’s room, I heard an unexpected sound.

[You! You dare to do this to me!!]

The angry roar of someone presumed to be the Director, and.

[Haa…You are truly rude.]

Miyuki’s voice, mixed with a deep sigh.

To confirm what had happened, I immediately opened the door from which the shouting came and stepped inside.

As I entered, there was the bald Director, one cheek flushed red, looking at me with a bewildered expression, and Miyuki looking at him as if he were trash.

Just as I was about to say something at that sight—

“Who are you now?!”

The Director, whose reason was already half-consumed by rage, even shouted at me.

I almost blurted out “boiled octopus” because he resembled a red octopus, but he seemed ready to throw a punch if I made even a joke, so I snapped my fingers to calm the Director down first.

Snap!

As I snapped my fingers, the anger disappeared from the Director’s eyes, and he became semi-vacant.

It seemed the hypnosis had definitely taken hold.

Leaving the hypnotized Director like that, I calmly questioned Miyuki.

“Miyuki, what happened?”

“I apologize. The Director tried to grope me, so I reacted without thinking.”

At my words, Miyuki spoke with her head bowed, as if apologizing, but I did not scold her.

“No. You did well. If you had let him, I would have been angry at you, Miyuki.”

This was my sincere feeling. I hate it most when my woman is touched by someone else.

In that sense, this Director did exactly what I hated most.

Thinking that, I praised Miyuki for doing well, then sat down on the sofa and spoke.

“For now, let’s sit down and discuss what to do with this Director.”

“Understood.”

Because the crime of trying to lay hands on my woman wouldn’t disappear just by getting one slap.

For your information, the price for my grudge was quite steep.

I first made Miyuki sit snugly beside me, and had the Director sit opposite us.

I then asked the Director, who was sitting opposite us.

“Did you really try to sexually assault Miyuki?”

First, I had to confirm if Miyuki’s assertion was certain.

“Yes…”

At my question, the Director nodded in affirmation, and I asked him again.

“Why did you try to sexually assault her?”

“Because such a…woman is rare…and because she appeared so meek, I thought we were definitely in the dominant position…”

To immediately try to sexually assault someone just because they appeared submissive—honestly, for a normal person, it was unthinkable.

In such cases, it’s either simply a brazen person. Or,

“Have you habitually taken advantage of women like this?”

“Yes…”

“How many?”

“About 2 people…”

This was a case where he had habitually taken advantage of women in this manner.

Listening a bit more, one of the women he had had his way with was the wife of the president of a small company that required a lot of electricity, and the other was the wife of an employee he was going to fire. She had begged him not to fire her husband because they lacked money.

It was a story that made my brows furrow instinctively.

At those words, I lightly tapped the armrest of the chair with my index finger for a moment, then asked again.

“Do you have a wife or children?”

“Yes…I have a wife and one middle school daughter…”

At those words, I thought to myself.

‘I’ll pass on the middle school daughter for now.’

Even for me, touching a middle schooler would be crossing a line.

Therefore, I decided to check on his wife instead.

“Where is your wife’s photo?”

“On my desk…”

At the Director’s words, Miyuki, who was beside me, stood up and brought the photo from the Director’s desk.

The photo showed the Director in his younger days and an elegant-looking, slender-figured woman.

I showed him the photo and asked.

“Is this your wife?”

“Yes…”

“Hmm…”

I pondered for a moment, then asked.

“Do you love your wife?”

“Yes…I love her…”

“Then why did you touch another man’s woman?”

“I got bored with just one wife, and her body offered a different sensation…”

With that answer, I finally decided how to deal with this Director.

‘Since he tried to covet my woman, I should also covet the Director’s woman.’

No, to be precise, I intended to conquer that bastard’s wife.

Isn’t the punishment too severe compared to the crime of attempted sexual assault?

This wasn’t simply punishment for sexual assault.

Hearing that answer, I was convinced. Such a beautiful wife was wasted on this trash. So, I would take her for myself.

If he had merely committed such acts out of lust, I would have had my way with a few women, erased their memories, and then cleanly settled the grudge.

But such a rotten way of thinking.

As someone who supports pure love, I absolutely could not forgive him.

And while I was at it, taking one person’s woman, I intended to try a bold experiment.

‘Should I try using deep hypnosis?’

It was an experiment using deep hypnosis, something I had never used before.

Until my hypnosis level reached intermediate, I had never once used deep hypnosis.

If deep hypnosis was truly as described in its explanation, it was a power that could completely overturn a person’s life.

Wielding such dangerous power at anyone—even for me, that felt wrong.

Therefore, although it was a power I had never used, wouldn’t it be good to teach this irreverent fellow, to his very bones, how precious the woman by his side truly was?

I thought so.

Of course, I wasn’t entirely without ulterior motives in this thought.

But what does that matter? By not having used this power until now, I am already a sufficiently upright person.

Furthermore, at least I had no intention of making both of them unhappy. No, to be precise, I had no intention of making even their child sad.

‘They have a child around middle school age. Making them divorce would be a bit… much.’

Instead, both of their lives would get a bit twisted, though.

‘Well, if that’s the price, it would be enough punishment for touching my woman.’

Thinking about the future I would bring about with my hypnosis, I cast a specific hypnosis on the Director.

A hypnosis that would probably completely change his life.

***

The Director, no, the man named Toshiro, who had fallen into hypnosis, came to his senses inside a motel room.

When he came to his senses, he was lying naked in a room.

“Where is this…?”

It was clearly the office until his consciousness was cut off, wasn’t it?

Where in the world was this place?

It was slightly pinkish… Yes, it was like a motel.

“Ah! Come to think of it, a woman came to the office, didn’t she?!”

Seeing that, the events that had happened in the office suddenly came to mind.

The memory of a woman with a stunning figure, whom he usually only saw on TV or in AVs, having come, and him trying to touch her once, only to be slapped.

As that memory surfaced, the Director instinctively grew angry.

“That bitch, my face!”

How dare she hit his cheek, not knowing her place? He would never sell electricity to that bitch, no matter how much she begged!

Of course, if she showed her ‘sincerity’, things might be different…

Toshiro entertained his lewd thoughts for a moment.

“Oops. This is no time for such thoughts.”

First, he had to check the time, and if it was night, he had to call his wife and daughter.

Because he was a man faithful to his family, even if he did have his way with other men’s women.

Thinking that, Toshiro turned his head, looking for an exit from the room, and having soon found it, he grabbed the doorknob and pulled it to leave quickly.

No, he tried to pull it.

[Haa-eung♥ You’re too strong♥ A little gentler—Hmpf♥♥]

Until he heard lewd moans from beyond the door.

‘What in the…?’

At that sound, Toshiro was startled for a moment.

What was that sound? Deciding to figure out the situation, he first decided to open the door a little to understand what was happening.

Toshiro, who slightly opened the door and looked beyond it, could not close his mouth at the sight before his eyes.

What was seen beyond the door was…

“How is it! Is it better than your husband’s dick!”

“Kkeueueueuk♥!! Yes♥♥!! I, I like it♥ Much, much more than my husband! Please penetrate me where such a small dick cannot reach♥♥♥!!”

Because it was his wife, whom he loved more than anyone, panting as she was being penetrated by a man’s dick, with a vulgar expression she had never shown him.