The Man with Hypnotic Powers Doesn’t Hold Back the Second Time Around

In the end, I crossed the line with my daughters.
Because I realized that this was their happiness. As a father. As a man.

But still, didn’t I already have a wife—or rather, three of them?
Regardless of whether they’re my daughters or anyone else, getting involved with another woman is infidelity.

"I need to go grovel immediately!!"

I had to apologize. To my wives.
Even if it was something they initiated first.

So, after finishing my time with my daughters, I hurriedly left the house...

Creak.

"———What took you so long, you shameless degenerate!!!"
"……!!!?"

Waiting at the entrance to my lodging was none other than the chairwoman.
And...

"Th-that’s..."
"Shut your mouth and follow me!! Now is not the time for excuses!!"
"What?!"
"———President Morrison has sent an invoice for mana fuel rods!!"
"……What!!?"

She’d sprinted over in a panic to deliver the news:
The President of the United States, Mr. Morrison himself, had sent us a bill.

That’s when it hit me.
Oh, this isn’t the time to be apologizing to my wives.
This is a real emergency.

My face went pale, mirroring hers.

"Wait, wasn’t Sibylla supposed to handle this? Didn’t she say she’d negotiate with the U.S. to reduce the price if we offered them my villain normalization ability?!"
‘I thought it was taken care of since I hadn’t heard back!’

Even if Morrison and I had a cross-national alliance,
astronomical financial support always requires a valid reason.