So, what now? Are you happy... Now you have fucked me to your satisfaction, now can you keep the secret?" Eunji asked, her breath still ragged from our intense encounter.
"Well, yeah, I won't complain to your old man now," I replied, a smug grin spreading across my face.
"Well, I guess this settled the issue, but this guy, I don't think he will be so good in sex. I mean, it's the first time I made an orgasm," she muttered, more to herself than to me.
Eunji, do you what you want to know how I know about your secret?" I asked, my voice laced with mischief.
As I said, her ears perked up, clearly intrigued. "Yes, yes, I wanna know..."
"Aw, look how desperate you are, hahahahha. Well, it's a secret, but I cannot tell you without any good trade," I teased, enjoying the power I held over her.
"Huh, this bastard, what now? He wants from me..." she muttered under her breath.
"What is it that you want?" she asked, her voice a mix of curiosity and resignation.
"Daily sex from you," I replied, my voice laced with a mischievous smile, my eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and dominance. "Consider it a small price to pay for my silence."
Eunji's eyes flashed with a blend of anger and defiance. "Forget it, you are not getting this daily. I have my own life, you know."
I leaned back, a smug expression playing on my lips. "Ohhh, so you don't wanna know, fine. I don't know how many people this person can tell this secret. It could be anyone, really. The old man, maybe? Or perhaps your dear friends?"
Her face paled, and I could see the wheels turning in her head. "Ahh, dammit. If you put it like this.... Fine, but no daily sex. Once a week, that's my final offer."
I chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent a shiver down her spine. "Ahh, okay, then daily blowjob. You can handle that, can't you?"
Eunji's jaw tightened, and she shook her head. "No. I won't be your personal sex toy."
"Huh! Now you are pissing me off," I growled, my patience wearing thin. "You're playing a dangerous game, Eunji. One wrong move, and your secret is out."
She took a deep breath, her chest heaving with each ragged exhalation. "Well— okay, but not daily. Once a week."
I shook my head, a wicked grin spreading across my face. "Hell no, once in two days, blowjob, and on Sundays, sex. Take it or leave it."
Eunji hesitated, her eyes searching mine as if trying to gauge my seriousness. After what felt like an eternity, she nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "Hmm, okay. So, who was the person?"
I leaned in close, my breath hot on her ear as I whispered, "It's you, Eunji. You told me about your secret, but not directly. You see, I can read your mind, and it's a beautiful, chaotic place."
Her eyes widened in shock, and she stumbled back, her hand flying to her chest. "What? Get out, you bastard, playing with me!" she exclaimed, throwing her panty at me. It hit me square in the face, but I didn't flinch.
"Wait, let me explain," I said, my voice calm and collected. "I can read people's minds, you idiot girl. It's a gift, really."
Eunji chuckled, a sound filled with disbelief and a hint of fear. "Did you hit your head somewhere, Yeon... How absurd..."
"Is he really?" she asked, her voice trembling as she looked at me with newfound wariness.
"Yes, I can. If you don't believe me, then try thinking something," I challenged, my eyes locked onto hers, daring her to test me.
"Fine... Prove me," she dared, her chin lifted in defiance, a flicker of curiosity in her eyes.
"At the age of sixteen, I stole some money from my father's pocket. I will have steak on my dinner," she thought, her brow furrowed in concentration, her lips moving silently as she formed the words in her mind.
"At the age of sixteen, you stole from your father's pocket, you will have steak on dinner, which you will buy today," I recited, my voice steady and sure, a smug satisfaction spreading through me as I saw the shock register on her face.
Eunji was stunned, her eyes wide with disbelief. "How can you read people's minds... Is this even possible? Are you some kind of demon? Do you have four hands, do you eat humans?" she asked, her voice trembling as she covered her chest, her eyes darting around the room as if expecting something to leap out at her.
"Ahhh, what kind of questions are these? Yes, I can read other's minds, but I don't eat humans, you dumb bitch," I replied, my voice laced with impatience and a hint of amusement at her wild imaginings.
"Well, if you are making a steak, then prepare for me as well. I will have my dinner with you, and also, if you told anyone about my power, you will face consequences that are beyond your comprehension," I said, my voice cold and unyielding, a promise of retribution hanging in the air.
"Yeah, I won't tell. Don't threaten me like this... I am not a fool..." she muttered, her eyes flashing with a mix of fear and resentment, a silent acknowledgment of the power I held over her.
After cleaning up, I got ready again and went out for my shift near the gate for surveillance.
"Okay, I am heading out," I called out, my voice echoing through the apartment complex.
As I walked towards the office, I felt a surge in energy. Is it because of my bonus? Wow, I didn't know life could be this much fun. So, let's see about this skill, Tsukuyomi. It sounds like some kind of Naruto Manga shit... Hahhaha, am I now an Uchiha? Hahhahaha...
So, how does this Tsukuyomi work?
Tsukuyomi works when you have direct eye contact with the target. You can alter the memory or give a present-time imaginary situation.
As I was walking towards the office, I saw Mr. Kanzo coming back to the apartment.
"Found the prey," I smiled to myself and approached him. "Hello, Mr. Kanzo, how are you?"
"Oh, hello Yeon... you look different," he replied, his brow furrowing in confusion.
Skill Tsukuyomi activate. Make him think I am his office boss for 2 minutes.
Skill activated
"Mr. Kanzo, what are you doing here?" I asked, my voice firm and authoritative.
"Oh, boss, what are you doing here??" he stammered, his eyes wide with surprise.
"Are you trying to argue with me? At this time, you should be in the office..." I chided, my voice laced with disapproval.
"Forgive me, boss! I shall return to the office," he exclaimed, his face flushing with embarrassment as he hurried back to the office.
"Hahahhahahah! Ahhhahahhahahahahahahah! What a fool..." I chuckled to myself, enjoying the power I held over him.
Throughout the whole day, I tricked strangers passing by, laughing at them as I manipulated their perceptions. I made a man think he was a monkey, another a clown in the circus, and a young woman a cook, sending her to create food for my lunch. The whole day was such a fun, carefree adventure, a testament to the power of my new abilities.
"I think let's head back to have dinner at Eunji's room. Her steak must have been ready..." I thought to myself, a smirk playing on my lips as I made my way back to the apartment.
As I was closing the office, it was evening, and I saw Mr. Oikawa coming from the office back home.
"Ohh, hello, Mr. Oikawa, how was your day?" I greeted him with a warm smile, my eyes twinkling with mischief.
Oikawa ignored me and went straight inside the gate. "Ohh, you dare ignore me, old man? His face was grumpy and annoyed... I shall teach you some lessons. Looks like you had some bad day at work. Why don't we extend it?"
I went ahead of Oikawa and stood in front of him.
Skill activated
Oikawa, I am creating a memory for you... your president of the company asked for you to come immediately to the office for an all-nighter.
"I shall go to work," he muttered, his face a mask of determination as he turned and hurried back to the office.
"Hehehhehehe... By using the ability, I understood once you use it on the person, you can't give another command until the next day."
"Hmm, let's meet Mrs. Oikawa. Hehehehe, she's a lovely woman," I thought to myself, a wicked grin spreading across my face as I contemplated my next move.