Chapter 7-2 (Miracle Worker)
Today, Laven didn't show up for training.
It was all because of Sera. The girl he had loved since childhood had shattered his heart into a million pieces when she kissed another man right in front of him. It was like a knife had twisted inside his chest, leaving him reeling with shock and despair.
Laven's mind was in shambles as he tried to process what he had just witnessed. Panic took hold of him, and he knew he had to get away from Sera and her new lover as fast as possible. He ran as fast as he could, his heart racing with a mix of fear and rage. He didn't stop until he was back in the village, where he collapsed on his bed, panting and sweating from the exertion. His body was on fire with emotions, It was a feeling he had never experienced before, and it left him feeling confused and vulnerable.
“Guh…”
As the reality of the situation sunk in, tears streamed down his face. He had poured his heart and soul into loving Sera since they were children, but it had all been for nothing. She had chosen another man, leaving Laven to wallow in his misery.
The pain was unbearable. Every breath he took felt like a dagger piercing through his chest. He couldn't escape the crushing weight of his unrequited love. It was a burden he had been carrying for far too long, and now it had finally broken him.
As the moon rose high in the sky, Laven lay in his bed, consumed by his grief. The only sound in the room was the quiet sobs that escaped from his lips. He cried himself to sleep that night, wishing with every fiber of his being that things could have been different.
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The next morning.
Laven woke up a bit later than usual. He yawned and sat up, reflecting on what happened yesterday, his eyes cloudy.
‘I think I’m gonna skip training today…’
He stood there, staring at his own reflection in the mirror, his fingers tracing the outline of his jaw. He couldn't help but feel a sense of disgust and disappointment in his own appearance. His lean frame and delicate facial features made him look weaker compared to the average person. Laven couldn't help but feel envious of the other guys in the village who had chiseled jaws and broad shoulders.
A sigh escaped his lips as he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a toned chest that was often overlooked by those around him. As he changed his clothes and glanced into the mirror, he couldn't help but notice how his soft, wavy blonde hair framed his face in a subtle way. The unkempt strands draped across his forehead, obscuring his bright blue eyes, giving him an air of vulnerability. And though he had a toned physique with defined muscles, his body still had a certain softness and femininity that made him look more ‘womanly’ rather than ‘manly’.
Despite spending countless hours training with the sword and building his muscles, he still felt inadequate. No matter how hard he tried, his physique seemed to lack the necessary toughness and masculinity to catch Sera's eye. It was a constant battle against his own insecurities and a desperate attempt to prove himself as a worthy partner. A battle which ended in complete vain.
‘Maybe I should help dad with work at the restaurant…’
Laven’s father owned a butcher shop and a restaurant, the kind of place where meat was always fresh, juicy, and ready to be cooked. The delicious aroma of roasted meat could be smelt from miles away, calling out to anyone with an appetite. They had opened the business for over a decade now, everyone in the village knew who they were. Their food was not just good, it was exceptional, and the price was always fair, earning them a positive reputation among the villagers.
There’s customers every day, so it was always busy there. Laven had to work there ever since he was old enough to hold a knife. He learned how to cut meat and cook food, and despite being skilled at it, he would rather work as a waiter and take orders from customers rather than working in the kitchen. It didn't take long before they became a well-off family. The proof was the fact that he had a personal mirror in his own room, something that not everybody could afford.
Once he readied himself, he set off to his father’s restaurant. As usual, it was relatively busy considering it’s a small isolated village. The moment he stepped in, the aroma of various meat dishes filled his nostrils, making his stomach growl even though he wasn’t a big fan. He couldn't help but smile as he saw his father working hard behind the counter, skillfully cutting meat and preparing dishes.
It felt like second nature to him, moving his legs and arms, talking to customers, taking their orders and serving food. His father had trained him well, and he had a natural talent for it. As he weaved in and out of tables, his mood improved bit by bit.
Laven’s thoughts were fully focused on work and the thoughts of Sera were momentarily forgotten. But as he paused to take a breath, a familiar face caught his eye. It was him.
“…!”
A familiar figure entered the restaurant, a black-haired man accompanied by someone that resembled his crush’s father.
‘W-what is he doing here?’
Before Laven managed to collect himself, his eyes met the black-haired man’s gaze. His dark eyes were like pools of darkness that threatened to swallow him whole. He felt like he was under a spell, unable to look away from the piercing gaze that seemed to see right through him.
“…!?”
His heart pounded in his chest like a wild animal trying to break free. Laven took a step back, feeling like he was about to fall into a bottomless abyss. Cold sweat trickled down his forehead, his body trembling with fear and panic. The man's lips and eyes subtly curved into a subtle smile, and Laven couldn't help but feel like he was in the presence of a true predator.
“Ah…”
The black-haired man's presence was overwhelming, his tall frame towering over Laven's smaller form. Laven couldn't help but feel a sense of dread wash over him as the man's eyes bore into his own.
Step—
The man walked towards him, step by step, eyes locked. Laven felt his heart would burst out of its cage. What could the man who stole his crush want from him? He couldn’t answer. But as the man drew closer and closer, he couldn't help but be entranced by his dark, piercing gaze. It was as if the man knew exactly what he was doing, and Laven found himself powerless to resist his advances. His heart raced as the man stepped even closer, until they were mere inches apart.
Laven couldn't help but wonder what the man wanted from him. Was he going to taunt him, to gloat about his conquest? Or was there something else he had in mind? Laven didn't know, but he knew that he was at the mercy of this man.
“Do you know who the owner is? Can I meet him?”
“Uh…”
He blanked for a moment before nodding his head dumbly, “Y-yes… I’ll go get him…”
Gin smiled, “Thank you.” and Laven left in a hurry, calling his father from the kitchen.
His father was the butcher and the cook himself. His big and fatty body overshadowed everyone in the whole restaurant as he walked to meet Gin and Coll. Laven followed from behind and heard their entire conversation.
They didn’t talk long. Gin and Coll explained their situation to him and the rest of the people in the restaurant about them. That Coll was going to be looking very different soon, and that Gin got some of his memories back, being some sort of a ‘doctor’ who performs ‘therapy’ that can solve any kind of problems or cure any sickness.
“Huh…?”
It sounded far-fetched to Laven. Actually, it was absurd and ridiculous. Altering Coll’s physical body? A miracle doctor who can cure any sickness and solve any problem through therapy? He remembered some of his memories just like that? He had no doubt that it was all a complete lie, yet—
‘—But…’
Seeing Coll looking very, very different was enough to make everyone in the room question reality. Somehow, for some reason, Gin’s words carried a certain weight that made it hard to refute. They would like to deny such an obvious lie, but were unable to. His words sounded extremely persuasive and convincing that they could only listen and nod, Laven included.
“Anyway, I encourage everyone to come to see me as soon as possible starting from tomorrow. I’ll do you guys a checkup for free.”
“O-oh… okay… sure…”
“Alright, nice seeing you guys. I’ll be off now.”
And just like that, Gin and Coll left the restaurant and went on their merry way to other places to spread the news.
Laven looked at Gin’s back as he disappeared through the door. His thoughts were a mess. He had no idea what just happened or how to process it. It took a few moments before the atmosphere in the restaurant went back to normal and business ran as usual.
‘He can solve any problems and cure any illness… really…?’
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‘It seems like my hypnosis is pretty good now. They would listen to my words even with the Minor Hypnosis state.’
Gin’s Mind stats were high enough to compensate for Minor Hypnosis’s lack of effectiveness. It still wasn’t good enough to the point of absolute obedience, but it was enough to make them believe lies that came out of his mouth. Unless they have direct proof, they wouldn’t be able to refute his words.
‘Funny. That blond guy, he was the guy that saw me and Sera kissing, right? Judging by how he reacted, I was sure he had a crush with her.’
With a reliable supply of Faith points, Gin had more wiggle room to spend it. He checked everyone’s stats in the whole restaurant and saw Laven’s Trust was at 4 (Doubtful).
‘If so, shouldn’t he hate my guts, then? I was expecting lower, like 1 or 2 (Untrustworthy).’
Gin thought it didn’t really matter for now. After all, everyone will come to him one way or another. He would simply evolve their hypnosis state to its maximum through ‘therapy’ and his divinity. That way, he would be able to find out everyone’s secrets and their deepest desires.
Once both him and Coll walked around the village, knocking on people’s doors and visiting shops. He spoke succinctly and wasted no time to move from one place to the next. Thanks to the size of the village, they managed to cover the whole place in one day.
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The sun had started to set. Gin and Coll returned back home.
“Ungh—!! Ungh—!! Angh—!!”
Teressa was in ecstasy, her body writhing with pleasure as Gin thrust deep into her tight anus. Her eyes rolled back in pure bliss, her tongue hanging out of her mouth as moans escaped her lips. Her perky breasts bounced and swayed with each thrust, her sensitive nipples erect and begging for attention.
Gin was giving her exactly what she craved, his hard cock filling her up and sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Teressa was lost in the moment, completely surrendering to the sensations that were taking over her.
Sera, her eyes fixed on the carnal display before her, could feel her own body responding in kind. With her legs spread wide, she let out a low, guttural moan as she began to stroke her clit with frenzied abandon. The slick, wet sound of her fingers moving rapidly up and down her soaked folds filled the air as she watched the pair on the bed with rapt fascination.
Today, her day was filled with training and self-exploration. After spending hours honing her sword skills in the field, she snuck away to the outskirts of the village to indulge in some much-needed alone time.
She brought along a special lunch that had been prepared for her earlier— one that was generously coated in the fluids of the master of the house.
As she nibbled on her meal, the taste of Gin's essence driving her wild with desire, Sera's fingers danced over her sensitive spots, eliciting moans of pleasure that echoed through the empty countryside. With each stroke and caress, she felt a new sense of power and liberation coursing through her veins.
In that moment, Sera realized that there was a whole world of adventure waiting for her beyond just the thrill of battle. Her own body held the key to untold pleasures, and she was determined to unlock every one of them.
‘Oh mom, do you even realize the face you are making right now…?’
Gin kept on pounding Teressa’s anus relentlessly until he reached his climax—
“—Cumming!! Take it all in your ass, bitch!!”
“Yesh, master—!! I’m your little horny bitch—!! Give me all your seeds, master—!!”
Splurt—!! Splurt—!! Splurt—!!
“AHH—!!!”
The sensation was overwhelming as she felt herself being filled to the brim with his seed. Her body quivered and convulsed as she reached the pinnacle of ecstasy, and her love juice sprayed out uncontrollably, drenching them both in a pool of passion. Her jaw hung slack and her eyes rolled back in her head, lost in a world of pure pleasure as she was transported to the heights of sexual bliss.
“Phew… now you can prepare her dinner.”
“Hahh… haah… Yesh… masterrr…”
Teressa climbed on top of the table and squatted right above Sera's meal. She felt the rush of power as she released a torrent of white nectar all over the plate. The sound of hot streams splashing onto the food below made her feel alive and in control. She reveled in the taboo act, knowing that she was doing something forbidden and thrilling to her own daughter. As she finished, she looked down at the mess she had created, feeling a sense of satisfaction and arousal wash over her.
“Gulp…”
Without a moment's hesitation, Sera picked up her utensils and began eating her dinner, relishing in the mixture of flavors and textures. Gin and Coll followed suit, their eyes darting back and forth between the meal and Teressa's seductive display. It was clear that this would become a regular occurrence for the family, as they had already grown accustomed to this steamy and indulgent ritual in just a few short days.
Gin couldn't help but feel a rush of satisfaction wash over him as he watched Sera's expression change from a look of anticipation to pure bliss. It was as if he was a teacher of the most sensual art form, and Sera was his willing and eager student. As he gazed at her, he felt a sense of ownership and dominance, knowing that he was the one who had shown her this new world of pleasure.
‘She’s pretty much begging for it now. There’s no more shyness or hesitation. Her Trust also increased to 9 (Faithful).’
Now Gin was confident that Sera had become his second cocksleeve. The only thing left was to make it official, and he knew exactly what to do. But for now, there was another task he had to complete before that.
“Hm…”
Sera gushed herself wet on her seat. Her breaths became ragged, and her eyes were unfocused, lost in the sea of pleasure that was washing over her. Gin, noticing her pleasure, pulled out his manhood and aimed it into the wooden cup. He could feel the satisfaction of power as he watched her take a sip of his golden nectar, eagerly drinking every drop as if it were the elixir of life.
As he finished emptying his bladder, he turned to look at Coll and said, “It’s time to complete your wish.” Gin smiled, “From now on, your life will never be the same ever again.”
