Soma Seito? Su Ze recalled confiscating the boy's hypnosis device during the last sweep.
"Didn't the Ministry of Education already arrange new schools for the students?" Omonai Naoko asked, frowning.
"Mrs. Soma says it's too far, and Seito's struggling to adjust," Oribe Mafuyu replied.
Hirano Natsume stuck out her tongue, nervous. "That woman's intense… She's waiting in the staff office."
Naoko scoffed, "What a troublesome woman. We already compensated her."
As headmistress, she managed people fine but loathed dealing with petty parental disputes.
"No worries, we'll handle it together," Su Ze said with a smile.
He'd be at school all day anyway, waiting for material suppliers. Might as well step up.
Otherwise, leaving everything to Naoko made him a pretty irresponsible boss.
Naoko's face lit up with a smile.
She hooked her arm through his, showing a rare girlish charm, like a teenager in love.
The four headed to the staff office.
A commanding beauty sat in a chair. Spotting the group, her gaze locked onto Naoko.
Then it shifted to their linked arms.
"Hmph!" Soma Natsuki sneered, blunt. "What's this? Mother and son?"
Their intimate vibe didn't look like it.
If not mother-son, a headmistress entangled with a high schooler?!
"None of your business, madam," Naoko shot back, glaring down at Natsuki. "Name your price."
Natsuki's eyes narrowed, a glint of sharpness. "You think I'm here for money?!" she snapped.
[Name: Soma Natsuki]
[Traits: Beauty, Dominant, Self-Centered, Literary Worker]
[Hobby: Soaking in Baths]
[Thoughts: I'll make a scene!]
[Description: Soma Seito's stepmother, a magazine editor with a strong "never lose to men" mindset. Fiercely competitive, a perfectionist at work, and harsh. Hates defeat. Ended her marriage after pregnancy; her daughter is her weakness. No intimate experiences for over a decade.]
Over a decade without intimacy? Even after remarrying, she lived a chaste life—surprising.
Su Ze knew some psychology.
Dominance often masked deep insecurity and distrust.
Natsuki was a textbook case.
"Naoko, you three go," Su Ze said to the women.
"Got it, Boss," Naoko replied without hesitation, turning to leave.
With her lead, Mafuyu and Natsume followed.
Natsume glanced back, sticking out her tongue with a suggestive smile, still "hungry."
Typical mature woman.
"Didn't expect you to be the one in charge," Natsuki said, arms crossed, her smile mocking. "Some rich heir, huh? Fancying older women—unique taste!"
A scandalous affair between a wealthy heir and a married woman?
Prime material for a story!
"Interested in me and Naoko's tale?" Su Ze sat across from her, unfazed. "Not surprising for an editor. Such curiosity."
Natsuki paused, then smirked. "You've done your homework. Knowing I'm a writer, you should fear the power of my pen."
Su Ze chuckled, unbothered. "Threatening me? I'm curious why you're so bold to barge in."
Natsuki frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?"
He tapped the desk, casual. "You know your son brought a hypnosis device to school. Expelling him outright wouldn't be unfair. We did him a favor by transferring him elsewhere."
Natsuki fell silent.
She'd come because Seito complained about his new school, begging to return to St. Girls'.
Knowing it was now all-girls, she pitied her stepson and decided to pull strings.
But Su Ze had pinned her weak spot in a few words.
"You're right…" Natsuki said after a pause, then smiled slyly, her glasses glinting. "But that doesn't stop me from exposing you and Omonai."
"Heh." Su Ze laughed, showing no anger.
A flicker of unease stirred in Natsuki. "What's so funny?!" she demanded.
His laughter stopped. He grabbed her smooth chin, blunt. "You haven't been with anyone since childbirth. Can you still handle a feast?"
As a sharp editor, Natsuki caught his meaning instantly.
"What are you doing?!" Her face paled, shrinking back.
"What are you doing?" Su Ze's smile was enigmatic, his eyes gleaming with profound intensity.
Natsuki stood abruptly, her hands removing her jacket.
Her tall, slender frame wasn't as curvaceous as Naoko's but was far from modest—a goddess's lithe figure.
"What do you want?" Su Ze teased, watching her strip off her inner layers, revealing her snow-white skin.
Forced control!
A new feature of level-two hypnosis!
Perfect to test on Natsuki.
Her pupils shrank, horrified as her body moved on its own. "My hands won't stop! Help me!" she cried.
She hoped Su Ze would intervene, prayed it wasn't what she feared…
Otherwise, there'd be no turning back!
Her trousers fell…
Natsuki's legs were long and model-perfect.
Then, she began undressing Su Ze.
"No! Stop!" she pleaded, terrified.
[Natsuki's Fear: +120]
"Madam, you're fully aware," Su Ze said, grinning.
This hypnosis type didn't suppress desire point output!
He spent 120 points on a sleek micro-camera, aiming it at her.
"Madam, why are you doing this? Don't you know this is indecent assault in our country? You're committing a crime! Think of your husband! Stop this!" Su Ze said, feigning urgency.
Natsuki, too panicked to debate law, drew the "holy sword" and took it in, her graceful neck pulsing as she swallowed repeatedly to avoid choking on her own saliva.
"Such soft lips and tongue," Su Ze said, patting her head. His eyes flashed again. "Pull back, slap your face! Don't knock off your glasses!"
The office echoed with the wet, crisp sound of flesh striking flesh.
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