Chapter 91 – Overtime (9)

“… Uh? Huh? Uh huh?”

Blinking several times, Grape regained consciousness and looked at my face blankly before turning his head away.
He looks at my face again, then blushes and slowly turns his gaze to the side, then glances at my face again, then lowers his head and exhales a hot breath.
Looking at Grape, I remembered the hypnosis I had just put on.
The hypnosis that makes you think dirty thoughts when you see me is working properly.

“Uh, huh? Suddenly… Uh? Oh, what?”
“Mr. Grape?”

I had already ejaculated an ecstatically large amount of semen into Grape’s womb and was refreshed. I looked at Grape, who was shaking his arms and shaking his body, and asked the most important question.

“If you look at it with dirty eyes, it is not overtime, right?”
“Uh? Of course not… ?”
“Is it strange that I look at you with dirty eyes?”
“Oh no? No? What… ? Uh?”
“I’m looking at you with dirty eyes, how is it?”
“Yes?!”

When he said it, staring straight at Grape’s navel, Grape was taken aback, but his breathing became more and more difficult.
At the end of my line of sight is the womb of a magical girl that is burning hot with a lot of semen.
As he looked at him, recalling the moment before, when he had fucked and ejaculated a lot, Grape suddenly twitched at his waist and began to rock it back and forth.
Even so, he opened his eyes wide, grabbing his legs with both hands in embarrassment at the fact that he was shaking his waist.

“Uh? Uh? Suddenly, huh?”

The effect of hypnosis seems to be a little stronger than I thought.
Seeing Grape’s reaction, my heart pounded so hard that I couldn’t breathe, so I sighed and said calmly.

“… Did Mr. Grape imagine something erotic right now?”
“Yes?! Ah? Uh?! No?!”
“Why are you shaking your back?”
“No, no, what is that? Uh? Go, suddenly… Uh huh?”

If you think of the masturbation videos posted on your secret account, Grape must be having a little dirty thoughts on a regular basis.
But now, just looking at my face makes me have dirty thoughts, and just looking at my dirty eyes makes me feel better.
Grape, who was probably distracted by the unusually incessant rush of pleasure and erotic fantasies, placed his hand on his chest, turned his gaze completely away from me, and lowered his eyes, taking a slow, deep breath.

“Whoa… Whoa… Ha… Whoa…”

The hypnosis was all right.
With this, Grape couldn’t say that he was looking at me with lust, and he himself was looking at me with lust, so he couldn’t fault me.
I looked down at Grape, who was breathing, and said as calmly as possible.

“Anyway, I don’t think it’s a punishment.”
“Yes… Yes, bees, bees… ?”
“I still don’t seem to understand… I’ve said many times that it’s unavoidable for me to look at Mr. Grape’s body in a dirty way. Even had sex like that.”
“Ha… Ha… Uh, right… I know that… Ha… I know… Still… It’s natural, but… We’re still like that…”

I think it’s obvious, but I still can’t accept that obvious.
This is a problem with hypnosis that I learned while hypnotizing Arna.
Even if you hypnotize that it is common sense to have sex between friends, if the individual does not want to accept the common sense, there will be a rejection of common sense.
It’s natural to look at me with erotic eyes, but I already expected that he would say again that it’s not allowed between bosses and friends, so I spoke to Grape in a calm voice.

“Rather, since we’re friends and bosses at work, we only see each other like this… If it wasn’t for that, something worse might have happened.”
“Severe Lee Yi-il… That, choo… ? Not friends, not bosses… More naughty…”
“So I shouldn’t be scolded for looking at you with lewd eyes, but shouldn’t I thank you for putting up with it?”
“… Hmm.”

I logically defended my actions, but instead of understanding differently than expected, I was a little taken aback when I saw Grape, who was rather dissatisfied.
I don’t think there’s anything wrong with what I said, but what the hell is wrong with me thinking that I’m doing something wrong while still looking at it with dirty eyes?

Hypnotized, it was natural for me to look at Grape with lustful eyes, and he made me feel good when I looked at Grape with lustful eyes, and made me like him when I saw my face.
But if you still get such a naive reaction… Can not help it.
I followed Grape and said in a disgruntled voice.

“And to be honest, I really didn’t mean to say this, but… Mr. Grape is also looking at you with those lewd eyes.”
“Nehyet?!”

He hypnotized me so that when he saw me, he had dirty thoughts, so of course he would be looking at me with dirty eyes.
When I pointed out that he already felt it, Grape looked at me with wide open eyes in surprise, then turned his head away.
My eyes are shaking here and there, and I can’t focus well.

“Uh, uh, since when? Hey, you’re looking at Mr. Anger with dirty eyes… ?”
“You thought Grape felt it too, but I couldn’t?”
“Would you please stop lying? I’ll never let you know that?”
“A little while ago, you were thinking dirty while looking at me. I don’t know what I imagined, but it’s amazing.”
“Ah, ah, ah…”

Grape blushed and exhaled heavily, his arms wrapped around his chest trembling as if he had discovered a secret he had been hiding.

“Since when… When did you feel it?”
“… To be honest, what I felt was that a while ago it was so blatant that I thought it was erotic, but I think I saw this kind of look a few more times.”
“First! I guess this is the first time! What I felt before was an illusion!”

The question gave me too much guesswork to lie, so when I was honest, Grape jumped up and said,

“And, now that Mr. Anger continues to look at it with erotic eyes, I feel weird too… I didn’t look at Mr. Anger with his dirty eyes like that!”
“… Really?”
“Yes!”

If it is Grape, then it may be.
Grape has a slutty body and a slutty outfit, but what about me… Every time I look in the mirror, I see a tired face and I wonder if I will die at some point.
It doesn’t make sense to think dirty thoughts about me before hypnotizing me.

But… If you think about Grape’s secret account, it doesn’t make any sense at all.
It may not have been a dirty imagination for me, but a strange delusion for the office worker I work with.
All of the videos and comments felt that way, so it’s highly likely.

Grape looked at me with warm eyes, as if he really wanted to prove his innocence that he had never done that, but he continued to blush and look away, glancing elsewhere.
Looking at my face, I’m embarrassed because I’m thinking dirty thoughts.
It’s an interesting reaction, but what’s important now isn’t since when Grape started looking at me with lustful eyes.

“… What I want to say is, Grape and I are looking at each other with erotic eyes… I’m not going to say anything about it, Grape of course said it was the first time he had sex with me, so I might think about it.”
“Ha… Ha… Ha…”
“You can’t help but fantasize about having sex because you hit each other in an accident, right? I have no choice but to keep imagining dirty things with Mr. Grape… I don’t know what Mr. Grape is like, but, well, you can imagine erotic things with me…”
“Yes… Joe.”

Now it seems that he understands that there is absolutely nothing wrong with looking at me with dirty eyes.
I nodded my head and looked at Grape, who was eagerly averting his gaze, and then a thought came to my mind.
Now that I’ve gotten rid of my faults, it’s time to nurture and punish Grape’s faults.

When you do something wrong, the same thing will happen if you don’t properly teach it along with punishment that you shouldn’t do it properly.
This is what my assistant instructor told me when I was a National Guard trainee.
You have to make sure that you can’t say that you shouldn’t look at me with dirty eyes again or that you should be punished.

“… But did you really not have erotic fantasies about that object in the past?”
“… Could it be that you raped me because you were imagining it like that?”
“Yes?!”
“No, just… Suddenly I have a thought… ? Why did Grape suddenly take me and attack me… I’ve been curious about it since before… If you’ve been thinking like that and you can’t stand it because of the liquid… No, it doesn’t even work… Did you? Maybe rape… Did you have a plan?”

It can’t be because I hypnotized her, but when I acted with sincere trust in what I was saying, my body trembled on its own.
Even as I speak, I feel something creepy and ominous.
Even though it wasn’t really rape, it was pressed with strong force, so there were traces of having sex with Grape on my body for several days.
It’s a ridiculous imagination, but if it was a real rape… How could it have been?

“No?! Mr Anger? Is that Grape?! Magical Girl Grape! The 6th place of the iron wall that protects people! A righteous magical girl! Rape?! It’s an accident!”
“… What if you do something like that and say that you are looking at me with dirty eyes?”
“Ahhh… Sorry! I won’t! But what an accident! I didn’t imagine that! Accident! Really… It was an accident because of Esther!”
“I didn’t want to talk about it then… Then why didn’t you take it out and shake your waist even though you were holding back to not wrap it inside?”
“That… That… !”
“I was just imagining… I just watched it because it was too erotic… I tried not to think about it, but now that I see it, Grape is… It wasn’t just an imagination.”

Grape bit her lower lip and moistened her eyes, as if she had nothing to say even if she thought about it.
That’s enough.
A little while ago, she suddenly pressed me strangely, but in the end, Grape couldn’t escape the guilt of raping me.

“Gulp… Gulp…”

As Grape listened to her story, she gulped down the cooled citron tea, perhaps feeling thirsty, and set the glass down with a thunk.
She still looks up at me with hazy eyes as if she had just drank alcohol.
The pupils are trembling non-stop and spinning very slightly.

“Ang, Mr. Anger… ? Come on, calm down… I’m having a hard time working overtime today, so I’m thinking a little negatively… It’s an accident, an accident… Right… ?”