Chapter 42: Is it okay to call you by your first name?

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Translator: Soafp

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“Thanks again today, partner.”

The “it” on the receiving end did not understand why he always offered thanks.

What “it” did was the same as always: faithfully executing the commands it was given, nothing more.

“Whoa—! This is still the best!”

“Hehe. You're so cute, really.”

He was completely different.

He certainly had his shameless sides, but he was not driven solely by the desire to indulge himself. He possessed a kindness that cared about the other person's heart.

He had the courage to ask for help in order to save them.

“So, are things okay lately?”

He always worried about them, and they, in turn, were touched by his heart and bound to him.

It was not a sticky, miserable kind of unhappiness. Not everything could be called entirely right, but “it” liked the space where everyone was smiling.

“I'm counting on you again tomorrow, partner! Heaven and earth, fire and water, grant me the comfort of breasts!”

In the end, it always came back to that. “It” laughed.

If he was the one using it, “it” felt reassured watching him.

No—“it” even wanted to lend him more power.

He might be another kind of fool, just like the previous user. Even so, the results were completely different. That could only be because of the difference in the user.

“Why? That girl's eyes should be the same as mine… as ours. So why? She should be crying out for salvation!”

Because “it” had been used on the same kind of person, “it” could sense it intuitively.

But the difference from “its” own experience was so great that “it” was confused, insisting that such a thing was impossible, that “it” must have misread the situation.

“I don't like that person.”

That was not an order. It was a genuine feeling. That was why, even under hypnosis, she appeared no different from her normal self.

In a sense, he was a good match. “It” truly understood that now.

This man is the true master.

The previous user had already died in a detention cell.

Therefore, only he remained. Only he was permitted to wield this power. “It” sneered from the abyss.

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“…Achoo—!!”

“Gross!?”

“Ara, are you alright?”

My nose had suddenly become incredibly itchy. I tried to hold it back for a while, but in the end, a massive sneeze escaped anyway.

I couldn't cover my mouth in time, and the rice grains in my mouth scattered across my sister's face as she sat opposite me.

“Here, use a tissue.”

“…Thanks.”

I can't help it when a sneeze hits me that suddenly, Onee-chan. I'm not asking you to forgive me, but please forgive me.

Mom and Dad were laughing, but my sister's eyes had turned into those of a professional killer. I resigned myself to the fact that I would need to prepare for consequences later.

“…Sorry, Onee-chan.”

“That was seriously disgusting, you idiot.”

I really was sorry.

I apologized so intensely that my sister eventually managed to recover her mood.

I had braced myself for tragedy, but since it never arrived, I lay down on my bed in relief.

“…Thanks again today, partner.”

I opened the hypnosis app and said that.

I had lost count of how many times I had done this. Thanking my partner like this had become part of my daily routine.

The app itself, of course, showed no reaction to my words. But if it ever replied, that would be terrifying in its own way.

“Alright, I'm a little sleepy, so I should probably… Hm?”

I was just about to decide to go to sleep when a call came in.

Checking the caller, I saw Sasaki's name.

“From Sasaki?”

Wondering whether it might be about Someya, I answered.

“Hello?”

“Hello. Good evening, Masaki-kun.”

Her voice was as cool and refined as ever.

I tensed slightly, wondering what she wanted. But as Someya had said, she did not seem angry about us going out together.

“Fiana told me what happened today. Thank you, Masaki-kun. She looked like she had a lot of fun.”

“I see. I'm glad… But are you really okay with it?”

“Hehe. You were worried, weren't you?”

She had apparently sensed my unease.

From her quiet laughter over the phone, she clearly was not angry. She genuinely seemed grateful to me for what had happened with Someya.

“Fiana and I are in a relationship, yes. But that doesn't mean we restrict how we interact with other people. Of course, because of what happened in the past, we're both careful around men. But if the other person is you, Masaki-kun, we feel safe.”

“…Why do you two trust me so much?”

I was happy that they trusted me, but unlike Mari and the others, I spent far less time with them since we attended different schools.

If we were together as often as I was with Mari and the others, it might make more sense. But we weren't, so I was genuinely worried about whether they might be deceived by someone.

“Didn't Fiana tell you? She feels safe with you and trusts you because it's you.”

“No, I'm happy. Really, I am. But…”

“Isn't there no point in worrying? Fiana is far more wary of men than I am, yet she has grown attached to you. For me, that reason alone is enough to trust you.”

“…I see.”

I had never actually seen Someya being especially wary around men. My impression of her was mostly that of a relaxed, smiling girl.

“And there's another reason I called today. Fiana has been talking about you quite a lot in front of her parents. Even during a recent meal with my parents and hers, she kept talking about you.”

“Really… That's kind of embarrassing.”

Having my name brought up in places I didn't know about was extremely embarrassing.

But on the other hand, it meant they thought highly of me, which made me happy. It also reassured me that I could probably do something a little more intense without making them cry.

(…Maybe it's time to let them serve me as well?)

So far, I had not let either Sasaki or Someya serve me directly.

When I met them, I usually just enjoyed touching their bodies, then went home and relieved myself while imagining them.

(Mari and the others take the initiative, but doing it myself like this feels strangely nostalgic.)

Until recently, my “lover” had essentially been my own hand, so this felt genuinely nostalgic and deeply moving.

“What's wrong?”

“Nothing. I just remembered something nostalgic.”

I reflected that this was not the kind of thing I should be thinking about during a conversation with a girl.

Returning to the topic, if Someya had been telling her parents about me, what exactly did Sasaki want?

When I prompted her to continue, she went on.

“As you know, both our families are aware that Fiana and I have a certain fear of men. But Fiana, who could never even imagine conversing with a man outside her family, is happily talking about you. Her parents were deeply moved by that and want to thank you.”

“…Thank me?”

“My parents feel the same. I ended up talking about you happily as well because of Fiana, so they'd really like to meet you.”

“…”

To be honest, I had no intention of meeting their parents.

As I had said many times, helping them had been the result of coincidence. In return, I was doing whatever I wanted with their bodies while they were hypnotized.

In a sense, I was the one tarnishing bodies that had previously remained untouched. From their parents' perspective, I was precisely the kind of person they should hate.

“I'm sorry, but… I don't think we should meet.”

I didn't deserve their thanks, and I felt too guilty to casually chat with them.

Still, I had no intention of stopping my use of the hypnosis app. I would continue doing whatever I wanted with their bodies!

“Of course, we won't force you. Neither Fiana nor I want to cause you trouble, and we don't want our families' strange interference to damage this relationship.”

“? Yeah… That's probably for the best.”

Her wording felt slightly off, but somehow, it seemed the future where I would have to meet their parents had been closed off. I felt relieved.

After talking with Sasaki for a while, the call ended.

Near the end, she surprisingly suggested that we start calling each other by our first names. From now on, I would call her Manaka.

“Calling each other by name… Nice. I'm not sure about Someya, though.”

I had intended to sleep, but my conversation with Manaka had completely blown away my drowsiness.

I browsed social media until I felt sleepy again. As usual, Konoe had posted about her preferences.

“I like hypnosis, but isn't a younger boy who has such power yet still treasures his family wonderful? A boy like that would surely be gentle, and I'd happily let him hypnotize me and tease me. More than that, even while hypnotized, I'd want to take the lead and do erotic things with him… Alright, I think I'll draw a story like that.”

It was an unusually long post. Fans responded with voices saying they wanted to read it, or that they understood completely.

“This person really has no fear at all. But I want to read it too! Please, Konoe-sensei!!”

When this new work comes out, I will definitely buy it.

So, Sensei, don't stop until it's finished.