The tension between Sibylla and Sia had led to an unexpected, impromptu eting. For a mont, I wondered how things might turn out…
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*Sigh…*
‘I didn’t expect hypnosis to work so easily.’
Thankfully, the situation resolved itself smoothly.
While I distracted everyone with nonsense, Hypnosis-chan snuck in with a surprise hypnosis strike from below. Sohow, I managed to dodge the question of whether Sia and I were dating, and successfully built a wall with Sibylla. A perfect handling of the situation befitting a husband with three wives.
Only one unresolved issue remained: Why did Sibylla pull this stunt in the first place?
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‘It’s not like President Morrison ordered this. Sibylla must’ve decided on her own to use her charms.’
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It was clear I was her target.
After all, I wasn’t just any awakener. I was the guy with the unique, history-making Complete Hypnosis talent, soone making waves even more than my ntor. It was understandable that, from her patriotic viewpoint as a U.S. governnt affiliate, she’d think, *“If only I could lure him to Arica…”*
Her use of feminine wiles from the start, her testing of our relationship in front of Sia—all of it lined up as efforts to recruit .
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*Clap clap.*
“Alright, alright, let’s lighten the mood. Sia, apologize. Miss Sibylla, please apologize to Sia too.”
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In any case, the boundaries had been set, and Sibylla seed to understand. I quickly encouraged the two of them to make ands.
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“…Sorry. I may have overreacted a bit.”
“It’s fine! You were adorable. Uh… what’s *niece* in Korean?”
“It’s *joka*.”
“Joka… yes, you looked just like a *joka*—so cute.”
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Both apologized without any resistance, just as I’d hoped. Sia gave a slight bow, and Sibylla shrugged it off with a playful expression.
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[Sia, she’s not trying to make fun of you. She’s just struggling with the pronunciation.]
[Are you sure? It sounds like she’s making fun of .]
[I get that it seems that way, but let’s cut her so slack. She’s a foreigner, after all.]
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Even though “joka” sounded a bit off, Sia managed to hold back thanks to my intervention.
Given what had happened, I’d consider it a happy ending.
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Afterward, we continued the gathering with a pleasant atmosphere.
I even got to explain to Sibylla, *“Ah, this is called ssamjang. It’s a sauce you put on your ssam wrap. Tastes amazing.”* anwhile, Sia had already fed more than ten ssams, prompting my father-in-law to ask with a lancholic face, *“Are you sure you’re not dating her?”*
It was a night of many ups and downs, to say the least.
With the flow of drinks, the VIP room grew warr, and everyone’s cheeks were flushed… except mine.
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‘I can’t risk getting drunk in front of my father-in-law.’
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-Sip.-
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With my father-in-law sitting there, there was no way I’d let myself get tipsy. I faked wiping my mouth with a wet napkin, sneakily dumping so of the drink into my water cup here and there. It was a sha to waste premium soju, but if staying sober ant scoring points with my future family, it was a small price to pay.
By the ti the gathering wrapped up, I was the only one still clear-headed. My father-in-law was snoring softly, Sibylla was clutching a bottle muttering *“Korean vodka!”*, and Sia…
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“Yujin…♡”
-Smooch.-
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“Whoa.”
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…was trying to kiss , leaning in with puckered lips as if asking for one right then and there.
What’s a husband to do in such a situation?
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“Excuse , I’ll just step out to the restroom!”
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Ergency escape! Even though my father-in-law was asleep, I couldn’t possibly kiss her in front of him. I valued my life too much.
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“Oh, okay. Hurry back~.”
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-Swaying slightly.-
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Thankfully, Sia didn’t try to grab .
With a smile, I made my way to the restroom. I didn’t actually need to go but figured a quick face rinse wouldn’t hurt.
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*Pat, pat.*
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‘Looks like soone else is heading to the restroom too. Better wash up quickly.’
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Little did I know soone was following from behind.
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*Eeeek. Swoosh.*
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‘Better hold the door open for whoever’s coming.’
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As I turned around to keep the door open, I was t with…
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“…Sibylla?”
“Hey there!”
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Sibylla stood behind , smiling brightly.
For a second, I thought maybe she didn’t know where the ladies’ room was…
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“Is it empty? Jackpot.”
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-Grab, clack.-
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“Huh?!”
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She grabbed my wrist and pulled into the stall. I realized the door was locked only after we were inside.
Sibylla had followed into the n’s restroom, apparently intent on making a move.
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“What are you doing?”
“An event for us to get to know each other better?”
“Don’t. I’m uncomfortable with this.”
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I imdiately straightened up, pulling my mana to the surface, prepared to use hypnosis if necessary.
At my firm response, Sibylla calmly…
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-Slip.-
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“Is this your first ti? It’s mine, too.”
“…!!!?”
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…didn’t back down but instead started to reach for her bra strap.
Completely taken aback, I hadn’t expected her to keep pushing, even after my clear refusal.
Did she not consider that I might hold a grudge against the U.S. if she pushed this further?
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“Let’s take things slow, you know? Male-female relations.”
“Wait, Sibylla? Can you explain what you an by ‘male-female relations’ in English?”
“We’re talking the birds and the bees here, right?”
“…Birds and bees?”
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Crisis. A language barrier issue.
For Koreans, “male-female relations” generally implies a romantic relationship, but Sibylla, an Arican, seed to have interpreted it differently…
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‘So she thought I was talking about “sex” in front of Sia and her dad? Unbelievable.’
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Realizing this, I felt a wave of frustration. She really thought I was throwing around terms like that? Did she not realize I had so dignity?
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“Sibylla, that’s a misunderstanding. In Korea, ‘male-female relations’ usually an dating…”
I quickly opened my mouth to correct her.
But Sibylla was faster.
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-Slide.-
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“You want , too, don’t you?”
“…!!!!?”
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Her bra strap slipped off her shoulder, revealing a dangerously alluring sight due to her off-shoulder dress. There was no ti for an explanation.
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“Sibylla?! Are you drunk? You’re drunk!”
“I am not drunk. I rember your words clearly.”
“A sober person wouldn’t say—”
“Fun, cool, sexy. Right?”
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*Slip.*
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“I’m not cool. I’m hot. Hot enough to lt you like ice cream.”
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My attempt to dissuade her only seed to push her further, with her bra strap slipping even more. Though things were still sowhat decent, it felt like we were seconds away from crossing a line.
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“Put your clothes on, now!!”
[Activated skill ‘Complete Hypnosis’… Failed. Target’s resistance level is too high….]
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“Don’t be shy, okay?”
“Oh, for the love of—!!”
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Even hypnosis wasn’t working. Although my stats had reached S-class, Sibylla was still a more experienced awakener. I’d need at least ten seconds of build-up to make hypnosis effective, but Sibylla’s striptease would likely be quicker.
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“Sia! Mr. Yoo! Sibylla’s drunk and taking off her clothes! Help !”
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I called out to Sia and my father-in-law, not really expecting them to co, but hoping the noise might snap her out of it. I kept my voice at a perfect level, loud enough to reach her ears but too soft to reach the outside.
Of course, I couldn’t risk anyone actually coming and finding us like this…
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*Step, creak.*
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“Didn’t that sound like Yujin?”
“Yujin? Are you in there?”
“…!!!!”
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Just my luck—guests arrived outside the restroom at that exact mont. From the voices, they sounded like researchers from Clan Cheonhwa.
Alarms went off in my head.
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‘If they see us like this…’
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If they caught in this situation with Sibylla, who would believe my innocence? They’d assu we’d acted on drunken impulses, and rumors would spread to Sia and her father. The fallout was unimaginable.
Realizing this, I acted imdiately.
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*Grab.*
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[Sibylla, shut up.]
“…!!!!?”
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First, I covered Sibylla’s mouth.
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-Positioned her carefully.-
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‘Just in case, lift your feet too.’
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To complete the cover-up, I seated myself on the toilet and pulled Sibylla onto my lap, creating a position known as “face-to-face sitting.” I might’ve ended up in an extrely compromising position, but a true awak
ener doesn’t flinch in the face of crisis.
I spoke calmly, as if nothing unusual was happening.
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“Oh, sorry, I was on a call. Did you hear ?”
“…!!!! ……!!!?”
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*Grip.*
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[Shut the heck up.]
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anwhile, I continued my intimidation tactics, using full-powered hypnosis to keep her quiet, my face close and stern.
It was highly effective.
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“……♡”
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-Slump.-
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Sibylla’s strength drained out of her, and she sat quietly.
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“Ah, you were on a call? Sorry for disturbing you.”
“No, no, I should be the one apologizing for talking loudly.”
“Haha! Yujin, a newbie? Funny joke. Future clan leader…”
“Oh, this? Pardon . Please go ahead. We just heard so noise and wanted to check in, but we’ll leave now.”
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*Creak, thud.*
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The researchers left. The imdiate crisis was averted.
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“……”
“……”
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I stayed like that for a cautious thirty seconds before letting go of Sibylla, ensuring we were safe.
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“Hah?”
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“Sibylla. In Korean, ‘male-female relations’ usually ans dating, not… that.”
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After a brief language lesson, I pushed her out of the stall and left without another word, my expression icy.
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‘My heart’s still racing… When I get back, I need Sia to heal . Seriously, what just happened?’
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Even though I tried to brush it off as typical husband drama, I was still trembling internally.
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anwhile, Sibylla remained in the restroom, catching her breath.
Having had her mouth and nose covered for nearly a minute, she was understandably gasping.
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[Sibylla, shut the fxxk up.]
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‘First ti a man’s said that to …’
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She was also a bit… thrilled.
After all, what had just happened? A man had roughly grabbed her, stared at her with a fierce look, and told her off. And it had been Yujin—the very kind of man she found most attractive. Her “fetish” was practically born in that instant.
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‘I’d intended to tease him about that “male-female relations” misunderstanding…’
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*Gulp.*
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“This is totally my jam….”
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It was the mont Sibylla discovered her taste for a certain, shall we say, *submissive* role.
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The eventful Sunday finally ended, and Monday marked the beginning of week nine at the academy. The atmosphere was relaxed following the midterms…
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“Aika. Please be my girlfriend from now on!”
“…Huh? H-huhhhh!?”
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A young man was beginning to challenge his ntor’s authority.
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