Sibylla regained consciousness three hours after fainting.
"…I’m sorry, Yujin. I got too worked up."
"No, it’s okay… It’s my fault. I, uh, went too far."
I imdiately dropped into a deep bow of apology.
Sure, I was provoked first, but looking back, it was just the usual WWE antics.
I was the one who escalated it into UFC just because she bit there.
‘Though, to be fair, those teeth were sharp enough that I seriously thought it’d get cut off.’
In my anger, I ended up doing sothing far too extre.
Pressing her against the window like that... and it was her first ti, no less.
Sure, it was special glass that couldn’t be seen through from outside, but…
It must have been humiliating for her.
I couldn’t bring myself to lift my head.
‘Not to ntion… I went all the way inside.’
Another reason to feel guilty.
I’d gone all in—recklessly, like a true brute—without any contraception.
If it were just about taking responsibility, I could handle it. But...
‘I haven’t even finalized marrying her.’
Bringing Sibylla into my household as a partner required my wives’ permission.
I shouldn’t have engaged in anything that could lead to pregnancy. But I did.
In the worst-case scenario, I might end up having to cast out a woman carrying my child.
"Sibylla, by any chance… do you have any ergency contraception?"
"What? Difficult Korean words—I don’t understand."
"Oh, uh… pregnancy stop drug?"
"Drug? Hey, I don’t do drugs."
"……."
I asked, just in case, but her playful reply ca back.
She was probably teasing .
Not because she didn’t understand, but because she didn’t want to.
I sighed deeply.
‘Still… as a man, I have to take responsibility.’
"Alright. I’ll convince my wives no matter what, so don’t worry about taking any pills."
That sigh soon turned into resolve.
If it’s co to this, I’ll find a way to earn forgiveness.
Just like that ti before regression when I forgot my wedding anniversary and had to endure three days of relentless scolding.
‘Well, with this body, I could probably go three days straight without a problem, but still.’
Even if I have to beco a mummy, I’ll turn the hearts of my three—no, five—wives back to .
With that determination, I smiled warmly at Sibylla.
Her eyes grew wide.
"…Really?"
"Yes. Whether we have a child or not, I’ll take responsibility and love you. For the rest of my life."
"……♡"
Tears welled up in her wide eyes.
They were different from the tears she shed earlier when she thought I’d abandon her.
Her smile was truly beautiful.
"But Sibylla, I’ll have to stay in Korea. What about your work as an Awakened in the U.S.?"
"It’s fine. I wasn’t the type to fight on the frontlines anyway. I can still work just fine from across the ocean…."
After that, we continued to chat warmly.
In the sunlit hotel room.
Happily.
That was the mont my sixth wife was born.
***
We finally returned six hours after storming out of the White House.
"…You monster♡"
"……."
I had wanted to return right away, but, well… when we ended up showering together, things happened.
I felt genuinely sorry for the group that had been waiting for us.
"Enough ssing around. Let’s go. We still need to apologize to President Morrison…."
Bang!
"Waahhhhh!!!"
"Yujin, Yujin! Yujin!!"
"……."
Another reason for the delay in our return.
When we tried to leave the hotel, it was absolute chaos outside.
Half of the crowd were devotees from the Jushin Church who had heard the news, and the other half were people swarming for a chance to get treated.
‘This is such a hassle, especially since I’m not used to doing this kind of thing. Let’s just finish it quickly.’
"We’ll only treat the ones in critical condition!! Exactly 200 people!! Two hundred!!!"
"Waahhhhhhhhh!!!!"
And so, it turned into a hypnosis therapy showcase.
Having saved the world, I didn’t bother hiding my skills anymore and went all out.
Using wide-area hypnosis, I selected only the most severe cases.
With Sibylla translating their symptoms, I rushed through the hypnosis sessions.
Treatnt speed: one person every ten seconds.
It was over in no ti.
"…It’s amazing, really. A man who couldn’t even move due to dentia is walking again after just one session."
"I’m just that good. Oh, uh, this is service for President Morrison! Thank you!"
I didn’t forget to clean up at the end.
Doing sothing like this for free would cause major problems.
I frad it as a special service included in a big contract with President Morrison.
With my broken English, I managed to spin the story convincingly.
The people who had been in “Yujin worship mode” shifted their attention to chanting, “Morrison, Morrison.”
I dispersed the crowd and gave Morrison a boost in approval ratings—a win-win situation.
The impromptu hypnosis show ended quite successfully…
"…Yujin, what are you doing here again?"
"Huh, Kkong?"
Just when I thought it was over, Kkong appeared, pushing his way through the crowd.
His unnecessarily cute face was scrunched up in irritation.
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