Chapter 0 – Prologue
It’s sudden, but I can manipulate people.
People are manipulated by all sorts of tangible and intangible forces, but my case is special.
“Welcome!”
Open the door to the convenience store and enter. I haven’t decided what to buy.
After taking a quick look at the part-time girl at the counter who greeted me with a friendly attitude
Pretending to be thinking about it, I wander around the display stand for no reason.
Alba looks pretty.
Like the fate of such a convenience store part-time job, men who flirt must have been twisted like ephemera.
I have nothing to do with her.
I had the chance to stop by the convenience store a couple of times and see her face, but that’s about it. The fact that she looks pretty is a fact that I suddenly came to know today. Suddenly, I thought about this. What are the odds that me and that person will do well?
It is very difficult. Because there won’t be any girls who come to the convenience store to make a boyfriend.
There’s a high probability she’ll have a boyfriend, and even if she doesn’t, she’ll put on a puzzled expression when I talk to her.
Even if all goes well, there’s very little chance of her undressing or acting like a whore in front of me.
As short as 1 week, as long as several months. Or, in a state of mutual trust with human sympathy for several years… It can eventually develop into a relationship called “Lovers”.
It’s not that it’s cumbersome, but it means that the number of times a person can meet the opposite sex over a lifetime is very limited.
But, what if I could skip the process at will?
I grabbed the items I could get my hands on and set them down on the counter in turn.
“I’ll help you with the calculations.”
The part-timer smiled kindly and said.
“Wait a minute.”
When I raised my hand, there was a slight look of uneasiness on her face.
However, in a moment so short that you don’t even notice, it comes back with a smile.
“Yes, what are you doing, sir?”
Right.
I lightly snapped my fingers.
Then the woman suddenly became stunned and dazed.
“Show me your breasts.”
“Yes.”
The part-time girl started taking off her uniform herself. The excitement she felt at this time is difficult to describe in words.
Even if you stage the exact same situation as porn, you cannot get the same feeling.
The part-time job girl who had been helping me with my calculations until recently revealed her immaculate skin.
Juseom Juseom Unhooked her bra hooks, exposing her breasts, then straightened her back so I could see.
It’s good caring. I nonchalantly reached out and touched my chest.
Play with it by rubbing it with the palm of your hand, sweeping it up and down, or grabbing and pulling the nipple.
Satisfied. I didn’t notice it when I looked at her clothes, but her breasts are quite large.
“Put it on again.”
She puts her underwear back on. Relax like changing clothes at home.
To guide her breasts to a comfortable position, she pushes them in with her hands to tidy them up and puts on her uniform.
After watching it all, I clapped my hands.
Match.
“Aren’t you counting?”
“Oh, yes! Let me help you.”
The woman has no idea what just happened.
Because you forget what happened in the trance state. This phenomenon is called hypnotic oblivion, and while it was clear that what had just happened actually happened, it was something that had never happened to this woman.
This is the power to manipulate people.
I call it hypnotism.
After paying the bill, I walk out of the convenience store.
Of course, if you ask if what you just did is the perfect crime, it isn’t.
The physical evidence of CCTV remains, and while I was immersed in the elasticity of my breasts, I might have had a witness.
But need an explanation?
I don’t have to worry about that.
The air pipe’s chase can’t corner me. Unless you’ve done a lot of work.
I have lived a life faithful to my desires.
If you have to ask what the weak point of hypnosis is, it’s just that you can’t stop a physical phenomenon that has already happened.
Just as no one lives worrying that a bomb will suddenly fall on their head.
Neither do I.
Now, since we bought enough snacks, let’s go home.
When I entered a deserted alley, someone called me from behind.
“Brother!”
It was a familiar voice.
“Huh?”
The moment I turned around, I felt a sharp pain in my back.
“Huh!”
My legs gave out and I sat down. I can’t breathe. What?
“Ahahaha.”
It looks like it was stabbed by a blade. The woman looked at me and laughed like crazy.
“Ugh…!”
“Now we’re together forever.”
I wondered what kind of crazy bitch it was, but it was my ex-girlfriend.
As soon as the knife is pulled out, blood pours out of my body like a broken faucet.
Could it be that you die like this?
“Ugh! Heo-eok!”
I remembered it with shock and pain.
When my ex-girlfriend cheated on me and left me, in a fit of rage, she hypnotized me into saying, “If I don’t have you, you’ll be unhappy.”
I thought it was an exhilarating revenge, but that was a mistake. Consciousness is rapidly clouded.
When I was relieved of the terrible pain, I realized spontaneously.
You’re dead.
Haha!”
I burst out laughing.
To think I died prematurely because of hypnosis, I thought I was really stupid.
“What is he? He’s smiling as soon as he comes back from death.”
What, wasn’t he dead? Who is it?
I realized that I was in a place I had never seen before. In a space filled with pure white light, I was in the middle of a certain procession, and a woman pointed at me from the outside and said.
“I’ll have to see it separately. Bring it with me.”
“Lyra-sama! It’s a soul that may have committed some crime, but if you pick it up at will…”
“So I’m not saying you want to see it yourself. Bring it.”
“Ancient!”
What?
It was difficult to see her face because it was covered by the light, but the woman seemed to be in a fairly high position.
He manipulates scary-looking men with only hand gestures.
They pulled me out of the procession and led me somewhere.
Where are you? World after death?
I hoped to miraculously survive, but that’s not the case, it seems that only my soul remained and went somewhere.
So this is the problem from now on.
Is it the current situation that you are being picked up and taken away for laughing like a madman?
“Stand up.”
This bald man, I thought he was just nasty, but he also had horns sprouting from his head.
It’s not a normal situation. I realized deep in my bones.
“From now on, the person you will meet is the Goddess.
Upon entering the room, immediately get on her knees and bow your head. Don’t even dare to make eye contact with her.
Did you understand?”
“…”
When I didn’t say anything, the man next to me sighed.
“Shall we send it back? What if it’s not enough? We’ll all be killed by Leila-sama.”
“Hey, do you want me to answer?”
“All right.”
First of all, I’ll do what they want.
It died stupidly, but it doesn’t seem to end here.
I want to meet the goddess. I suddenly felt that way.
I’ve always wondered why I was the only one born with these abilities, but wouldn’t a being like a god know?
Perhaps they deliberately doomed me to an early death, as if correcting a mortal error.
Open the white door, whose identity is unclear, and enter. The goddess was wearing a slit dress that exposed her legs.
She was a woman who stood out with her narrow waist, burning red hair, and a cool, western-style beauty body.
It is a feminine, almost perfect appearance that deserves to be called a goddess.
“Get down on your knees!”
The masked knight guarding her side shouted.
“Ugh!”
I fell to the floor with the pressure that felt like my body was being crushed.
I have no complaints about prostrate myself, but isn’t it too humane for a goddess to do?
It feels like going back in time and having an audience with the queen.
“It’s okay. Raise your head.”
“Raise your head.”
I barely got permission and lifted her face.
“It was a young soul. It seems to have a story.”
Story? There is no such thing.
Even though I died stupid enough to laugh inadvertently.
But I just heard it and thought something was wrong.
If you didn’t know about me until you saw me, it means that God here doesn’t know everything.
“There doesn’t seem to be any particular problem. How many worlds did you need to salvage right now? Send it as a champion.”
“Shall we send it to where the beast is?”
“Wasn’t humanity on the verge of extinction because of the red moon there? That’s good.”
Wait a minute, you’re talking about me.
“Do you like it too? Going to a new world.”
“I am…”
“It’s better than annihilation, isn’t it?”
Shit. She was a goddess who could not even be eaten back.
Instead of listening to me, you’re trying to do your own thing.
What’s the difference between being a spoiled girl? Plus, you’re going to send me to a world on the verge of extinction?
“Can you send me back to the original world?”
I was mortified.
“You allowed anyone to ask questions!”
When the knight roared loudly, her whole body trembled.
The goddess restrained her by raising her hand, then looked at me and said,
“That’s not okay. You’re dead? Your time in that world is over. Now, take me away.”
The goddess indifferently gestures as if to go.
“Gee, wait!”
As I was being dragged, I struggled and somehow pulled out one arm and snapped my fingers.
Right!
It became quiet as if time had stopped.
I confirmed that the two minions who were trying to take me, the goddess’s knight, and even the goddess were all in a trance state.
It went as planned, but let alone excited, I feel dirty.
The more I think about being murdered, the more irritating it gets, but the fact that people are treated like this even after they die is very upsetting.
I pointed to the minions and said.
“When you two wake up, do push-ups until I tell you to stop.”
Here’s the article.
“You can’t move from your place. You can’t harm me. You can’t interfere with what I’m about to do.”
Finally a goddess.
“Obey my commands. Answer my questions truthfully.”
Match.
I clapped my hands to wake them up.
