Double penetration, plunder and hypnosis Entry - Chapter 5

Chapter Five: Omon Naoko

Lin Yuan addressed the crowd with a commanding air. “Very well, you are dismissed.” From the platform, he watched as the students filed out of the gymnasium, their movements orderly, their faces betraying no hint of abnormality. Yet, the fawning glint in their eyes as they glanced at him betrayed their complete subjugation to his hypnotic influence. They were now his instruments, poised to gather the attribute experience he craved. Who shall be my first target? he mused, his mind already calculating.

His strategy was clear: leverage these students to amass experience for his Hypnosis and Mind Alteration attributes, which grew stronger with use. In this audacious world, he could wield such powers without restraint. As he pondered, a woman approached, her presence striking. Clad in a crimson suit, her violet hair framed a face of refined elegance—slender brows, piercing eyes, and an aura of imperious pride. She radiated authority, her posture unyielding.

“You are the new intimacy instructor?” she asked, her tone sharp with scepticism. “So young? Can you truly fulfil this role? Come with me—I shall test your mettle.” Her arms crossed, accentuating a figure so arresting that even Lin Yuan, accustomed to Gu Qinghuan’s flawless form, paused. The suit strained against her ample curves, its formal cut paradoxically exuding a provocative allure.

A confident smile played on Lin Yuan’s lips. “Test me as you wish, Director. I am quite certain of my abilities.” What game is she playing? he wondered, intrigued. The woman, surprised by his composure, nodded curtly. “Very well, follow me.” She turned, her high heels clicking sharply against the floor.

Lin Yuan trailed her, his gaze drawn to her swaying silhouette. The crimson suit hugged her form, each step accentuating her voluptuous hips and the sleek lines of her legs, encased in sheer stockings. This world’s proportions are absurdly exaggerated, he thought, marvelling at her almost caricatured allure. Then, a thought struck. I can view her details.

「Name: Omon Naoko」.

「Age: 34」.

「Status: Not Untouched」.

「Type: Outwardly Haughty, Inwardly a Lustful, Submissive Matron」.

「Origin: Hypnotic Busty Married Teacher」.

「Attributes: Japanese Language (White), Natural Seductiveness (White), Torrential Desire (White), Mature Allure (White), Submissive Tendency (White), Dignity (White), Irresistible Curves (White)」.

「Ding! Task Triggered!」.

「In the original story, a student uses a hypnotic device to enthral Omon Naoko, Tsukishima Kyoko, Shirakawa Miwa, and Kagurazaka Yui. Locate the hypnotist, reclaim their attributes, and raise the loyalty of Omon Naoko, Tsukishima Kyoko, Shirakawa Miwa, and Kagurazaka Yui to 100%.」.

「Rewards: Hypnosis Attribute Upgrade (1 Level), Enhanced Physique Upgrade (1 Level), 1000 System Points.」.

Lin Yuan’s heart leapt. An opportunity to elevate my attributes! The task intrigued him further. “From Hypnotic Busty Married Teacher? Another risqué character,” he murmured. Not only must I defeat the hypnotist, but also secure Naoko and three others from the original plot? His eyes lingered on Naoko’s retreating form, her hourglass figure and exaggerated curves visible even from behind. He swallowed hard. All this, and rewards to boot? This task is mine.

Lost in the system’s revelations, he barely noticed Naoko halt and turn, her sharp gaze pinning him. “Why do you dawdle?” Her voice carried a note of displeasure, irked by his distraction. Lin Yuan’s brow furrowed, a spark of irritation flaring. For a century, Gu Qinghuan’s domineering airs had grated on him, and Naoko’s haughty tone now echoed that same control, stirring his resentment.

He met her stare with a cold smile, his voice laced with mockery. “Director, why this lofty pretence? Do you think I cannot see through you? This ‘test’ is merely a pretext to sate your own desires, is it not? A matron consumed by lust, daring to lord over me?”

Naoko’s face flushed crimson, a flicker of panic in her eyes. Her pride quickly rallied, anger overtaking her shame. She stepped forward, her voice rising. “What nonsense! How dare you speak to me so!” Lin Yuan stood unmoved, his sneer deepening. “Struck a nerve, have I? You cloak yourself in arrogance, but your heart drowns in desire. You yearn to be dominated, to be humbled—do you deny it?”

Her fury wavered, giving way to mortified indignation. “How dare you!” she spat, clinging to defiance. But Lin Yuan pressed on, relentless. “Deceive yourself if you must, but you know the truth. A submissive matron playing the proud teacher—how laughable.” Naoko’s complexion shifted from pale to scarlet, her breath uneven. She opened her mouth to retort, but no words came. Deep within, she recognised the desires Lin Yuan had laid bare. He sees me… too clearly.