The Hypnosis App Was Fake 5

Chapter 5 – Ia Reese (?)

One.

The morning was bright.

It was not a boring and familiar morning, but an unfamiliar morning with a tight heart and tension spreading throughout the body.

“Whoa… I’m more scared than the dungeon raid day.”

The reason I was so nervous was because I had to go to work and convince Iaris.

Ia Reese was the only S-class Awakener who treated me like a human.

And I’ve only used her hypnosis app on her once, though.

At that time, Iaris performed a hypnotic performance, and I was fooled by her performance into believing that her hypnosis app was real.

That said, even though Iaris also knew that this hypnosis app was fake, she pretended to be hypnotized and joined the plan to socially harass me.

But the Iaris I’ve seen so far aren’t the kind of people who would do such a thing.

Unlike those girls who would turn on a light in her eyes when they saw me and try to kill her, Iaris was nice and kind.

Until I met Iaris, I only thought that her awakened person’s grade and personality were inversely proportional.

That much, she had the power to put others under her feet, but she stood at the same eye level as them, and she was a person of great character.

It is unlikely that such a person would have rolled up his sleeves and joined in this terrible plan to kill an F-class Awakener like me.

Of course, all of this was my wish. Nothing was accurate. In fact, considering her first meeting with Iaris, it was more likely that she would not side with me.

I closed my eyes and reminisced about that time.

On the first day she met Iaris, who had just transferred to Rias Trap, I answered casually about her relationship with her, to her light question, ‘Are you in sync with Skar Leitt?’.

Then her indifferent eyes changed, and she smiled and reached out to me.

‘Yes? You’re a childhood friend of Mr. Scar Raitt? You? Hmmm… That’s right. Shall we get along then?’

It was a handshake invitation that clearly showed his will to make friends with Scar Rate using me as a stepping stone. Her eyes were not looking at me as she asked me to shake her hand.

But at that time, I didn’t even get help from the doctor, and I was in a state where I was really tired both physically and mentally because of Scar Rate’s madness, so I desperately needed human warmth.

So, despite knowing that I wasn’t in Iaris’ line of sight, she grabbed her hand.

The relationship with Ia Reese, which was formed in this way, was a relationship that made me have a vain hope that ‘will someday share the remaining warmth with me too’ even though the warmth did not reach me, rather than warmly wrapping me when I needed warmth.

I only thought that was the case until three months after I met her.

But three months later, after completing the first S-class dungeon raid of Liar’s Trap involving Iaris and Scar Lait, Ia Lis stopped asking me about Scar Lait.

Instead, she started asking about me. They asked me very personal things, such as what kind of food I like, what hobbies I have, why I joined the Liar’s Trap.

I didn’t know why Ia Reese was like that, but I liked it anyway. Because she came into the liars trap and got the first person to pay attention to me.

That’s how Ia Reese became the most comfortable person in this guild.

To me, being a comfortable person meant someone I wanted to trust. I wanted to believe. I hoped that the kindness she had given me over the past year and a half had not been in vain.

Today was the day that the kindness would be proved false or genuine.

“Oh, the time is already like this.”

While I was lost in my thoughts, it was time to go to work. I took a deep breath and walked out the door of the penthouse with billions left on the loan.

2.

Iaris, please. Please don’t tell me you’re on the same side as those demons…!

Arriving in front of the infirmary where Ia Reese is, I closed my eyes and prayed with my hands clasped. The object of my prayer was Iaris, who was waiting for me inside.

I was mentally preoccupied with such fervent prayers that I could never reach them. What if Iah Rhys really mates with those bitches? My heart was pounding with fear.

If, really, if Iaris took the side of those bitches to destroy me… Then…

“No, no. Don’t jump to conclusions Pastor. Nothing has been decided yet It’s highly probable, but not entirely accurate. Life doesn’t always go the way you don’t want it to…”
“Hey, what are you doing there?”

…Fuck.

A fierce, sharp voice came from behind. It was the sound of a predator that made my hamstrings go numb just by hearing it.

Why is my life like this?

I cursed a life that went the exact opposite of what I wished for, and turned to face the owner of the voice.

“Hey, you ask what are you doing here?”

This bitch, who asked in a very ferocious voice, was a ska rate that could be called the worst opponent in my entire life.

No, since the word opponent can be attached to someone who can deal with it, it was correct to say that it was a natural enemy. Or a natural disaster or a natural disaster? Anyway, this year was one I couldn’t handle.

Scar Rate was hard to deal with even when I believed that hypnosis apps were real.

That’s why I found out that the hypnosis app was fake and now that I know that Scar Rate has set up a hundred-year plan to kill me, she was really terrifying to me.

“Hey, I’m asking! What are you doing here!”

Fear opened its mouth and shouted at me. It was so terrifying.

But the reason I came here was to build a back ship to compete with Scar Rate. So I kept my mouth shut and exercised my right to remain silent.

Scar Layte then looked back and forth between her infirmary door and me, her brows furrowed and her hatchet eyes open.

“······Under.”

Then he laughed like he was dumbfounded, and didn’t say anything.

Instead, the temperature in the hallway rose gradually. Her temperature rising meant she wasn’t storing up her own mana.

Scar-Late was so angry that she couldn’t even think of storing her own mana now gushing out of her.

Why not?! Why are you so mad all of a sudden!

I wanted to ask a question because I was genuinely curious, but the anger she exuded was too strong for that. And all that anger was directed at me.

Scar Rate growled, her fangs at me, her eyes burning.

“Hey…You can see me for a second.”
“Uh?”

Before I had time to say anything, Scar Rate grabbed my wrist violently and strode down the hallway.

There was no way I could stand against the power of her S-class Awakener, so I obediently followed her. No, saying that she was taken away was the correct expression.

In fact, she could have run away from Scar Rait if she ran away with sincerity, but she couldn’t because she thought it would make the situation worse.

The place where they arrived, guided by Scar Rate’s inconsiderate touch, was a boiler room located in the basement where no one came.

The state-of-the-art boiler device, powered by magic stones, had stable performance that required no maintenance.

Because of that, unless a bomb exploded in the guild and directly impacted the machines, no one would come into the boiler room.

Clap.

In the first place, Scar Rate, who had locked the door to this boiler room where no one would ever come, finally let go of my wrist.

The handprints were red from how tightly it was held, and the area where it was held was stiff as if it had been sprained.

So, as I was stretching my bruised wrist with the other hand, Ska Lait crossed her arms and asked me in an overbearing voice.

“That crazy bitch… No, what kind of shit were you trying to do with Ia Reese? Blow right now.”

The overflowing mana from Scar Rait’s heart turned into a dagger and aimed at me. She was a monster that could kill people with just her momentum.

It was literally a situation where a knife had been put into his throat, but there was no way he could tell the truth.

How the hell do you say that I went to meet you to gather the strength to fight back when I realized you were trying to kill me socially.

Scar Rate has always had a knack for seeing through my lies. So I had nothing to say to her.

“What, you’re not answering me? Are you dumb? Could it be that you… Did you try to do something unspeakable to me with that woman?”

When I didn’t open my mouth, Scar Rate strode forward, glaring at me with her furious eyes.

Snap.

Then, he grabbed me by the collar and pushed me right up to the wall, making it impossible to escape in a normal way.

“Hey, do you really want to go back? Didn’t I tell you last time? If you hide anything from me, it will end.”

Scar Rate pulled me by the collar and pressed me completely into a corner. There was intent to kill in his voice, and the grip that pulled me by the collar contained the power to achieve that intent.

“Say it! What were you trying to do with that crazy bitch!”

Perhaps on the last day, her shout echoed through the boiler room. If you don’t answer here, then the real ska rate’s eyes will go round and you won’t know what to do.

But I couldn’t tell.

If skar rate really tried to kill or beat me then she just ran away. This situation was unfair for anyone to see, so even if I ran away, Scar Rate had nothing to say.

Even Scar Rate knew that I could run away if I really wanted to run away. So she didn’t use unreasonable violence against me except when her real eyes went out.

Instead, he used the authority of the team leader to call sparring opponents and commit legal violence.

When sparring, it was really fucking bad that he didn’t use any strikers and only used grappling techniques to inflict terrible pain for a long time. Devil year.

Anyway, it didn’t matter now. Scar Layte, as if realizing that I wouldn’t open my mouth, let out another stupid laugh.

“I’m sorry… I’m dumbfounded.”

Then, with one corner of his mouth raised and the dog-like smile he shows when ignoring me, he started listing the facts.

“Hey, what… Did you think that Ia Reese would get along with you just because he was a little good with you? Know the subject You are an F-class, the lowest among the Awakened. Ia Rhys is the same S rank as me. If it was the same as before, you wouldn’t even be able to look at Ia Reese.”

Scar Raitt had a really devilish hobby of coming here whenever I wanted to make friends with someone and reciting my reality point by point.

Today, I was so angry that I didn’t think I would say this, but for some reason, I regained my reason and started assaulting the facts.

“I don’t know what you were trying to do with Ia Reese, but I know one thing for sure. No matter what you do, Ia Lis will forget it all as soon as you leave and will do anything with the handsome… And talented High Awakeners.”

As he was grabbed by the collar and pulled, Scar Rate’s face moved closer and closer. I could feel her hot breath every time she spoke. Perhaps because of that, every single word she said seemed to be clearly embedded in my brain.

“To Iah Rhys, you are just a strange animal. The only F-class Awakener in the Liars Trap. Because that’s you Would the doctor you consider such a benefactor think the same of you?”

What’s so bad about this bullshit from Scar Laitt is that she’s all right.

Even though she already knew everything, she forced her to convince her of the facts she didn’t want to admit.

“You just need to be with me. You can come when I call, do what I tell you to do, just look at me and become a pastor who only depends on me. It’s as good as your abilities. I am confident that I can write well.”

The end of this fact assault is always a threat to become your own slave. However, he didn’t have enough pride to laugh at these fucking words and say he would go into slavery.

“Hey, don’t you know? If you do a good job by my side and get recognized by me… Yes, will your last name be followed by Leit’s last name?”

I drifted into her ears as she spoke her words that Ska rate probably didn’t even need to hear, and carefully put her hand in her pocket without her noticing. The phone reached her fingertips.

I knew that the hypnosis app was fake. However, whenever I had this situation for half a year, I escaped the situation through a hypnosis application.

That said, even if the hypnosis app is fake, there’s a high chance that Scar Rate will act as if she’s hypnotized.

Even if I show you a hypnosis app, ‘Ha, did you still believe in this stupid app? If someone, no matter how stupid, compares myself to you, I will be able to get a Ph.D.’

Being able to run away at any time was a big help in reducing the hesitation before taking action.

“Faster rate… Joe, you don’t even seem a little okay…”
“Shut up and look at this!”

I clenched my teeth, took her phone out of her pocket, and showed her the screen of her hypnosis app.