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

Yujin was utterly dumbfounded.

He thought he had explained himself well to Sibylla—warning her about the consequences of being with him and even offering her a prestigious alternative position.

"…!!!?"
"Why is she suddenly undressing!?"

Why was a comrade who had shared life-and-death battles with him now removing her clothes?
And not just removing them—climbing on top of him while doing so.

He was completely baffled, unable to comprehend what was happening.

“Fk, fk…!!”
"If you didn’t like what I said, you could’ve just told me! What’s with this ridiculous nonsense?!"

For Sibylla, her reaction was completely natural.

While Yujin might have been speaking from personal experience—claiming “being with me means a lifetime of being hated”—this was the second timeline. Things were very different now.

No matter how she looked at it, there was no reason for him to be vilified anymore.

But then, hearing him try to soothe and reject her with such nonsensical reasoning? It was enough to make her blood boil.

Her fury reached its peak, and she tore her dress apart in one swift motion.

Rip! The dress split in two under the overwhelming strength of an Awakened.

Her bare body, with no undergarments to conceal it, was fully exposed.

“Sibylla!? Why did you tear your clothes—wait, why aren’t you wearing underwear!?”
“Because I came prepared to have sex with you, you motherfker!!”
“……”
*"I mean, I know you don’t mean it that way, but calling someone who grew up without parents a motherfker feels a bit harsh."*

Of course, Yujin remained composed.

Even after hearing Sibylla’s casual profanity, he only felt a little hurt—just enough to reflect on her blunt choice of words.

As for getting flustered over seeing a woman’s naked body? Not a chance. Yujin, the so-called "Breeding Guy," wasn’t so easily rattled…

—CRACK.

“This kind of thing needs to be crushed like this!!”
“……!!!!?”

Yujin was stunned, his composure shattered.

The sensation of Sibylla’s foot pressing firmly against him—the intense pressure directly on his most vulnerable area—was too much to ignore.

The confident young man, usually unshaken by such situations, was completely thrown off.

“S-Sibylla, I don’t know why you’re upset, but calm down….”
“Ha! Hah!”

—Press. Press.

“Ughhh!?”

As Yujin fumbled to regain his footing, Sibylla’s foot began to move. Slowly, deliberately.

She was targeting the sleeping member in his pants, coaxing it awake with calculated precision.

It was an unbelievably bold and erotic scene, even for someone as composed as Yujin.

“S-Sibylla… why are you…?”
"Wow, a strong woman doing this while angry is… oddly hot?"

Her foot moved cautiously now, in stark contrast to her earlier aggression. It became clear she wasn’t experienced in this sort of thing, her hesitance showing despite her bold actions.

Her flushed cheeks betrayed a mix of anger and embarrassment.
Her chest, however, moved freely with every motion, her hardened nipples visible. Below, her perfectly maintained skin teased a glimpse of something more intimate.

For the first time, Yujin felt his lower half tense involuntarily.
His arousal became evident, his member straining against his pants and brushing against the fabric.

“Ugh… Sibylla, why are you…?”
“I’ve been confessed to plenty of times before! But I’ve never had anyone reject me with such a trash excuse!”
“Wait, what!? I never….”

Sibylla, however, wasn’t done. She continued her verbal assault while her foot tormented him relentlessly.

“Because dating me means being criticized, we shouldn’t be together? Ha, what kind of nonsense is that!?”
“It’s true, though….”
“You cleared an EX-class Gate! You’ve got a stellar reputation! You’re volunteering $400 million worth of medical aid to America at a ridiculous price! Who would hate you for that!?”

Her counterarguments dismantled Yujin’s concerns quickly and efficiently.

Who would criticize a kind-hearted man who just happened to have multiple romantic partners, as long as everyone involved was happy?

Even Yujin couldn’t help but think, “Wait, is she… right?”

“…But, uh, that’s not the point—”
“And what about the other three!? Yusia, Alice, Ninomiya! Does that mean it’s okay for them to be hated!?”
“Well, they’ve all said they’re fine with it, so….”
“So am I, fk!! If it means I can date you, I don’t care how much those motherfkers bark!!”

Her frustrations finally hit their peak.
If the others could handle criticism, why was she being singled out?

Though they hadn’t known each other long, Sibylla’s feelings for him were genuine.
To have her love dismissed felt like a deep betrayal.

Her heartfelt outburst made Yujin realize his mistake.

“I-I’m sorry. I didn’t think about it that way… Ugh!?”
"But if we’re going to have this talk, could you please stop moving your foot!?"

There was no reprieve. The relentless pressure from her foot was overwhelming.
Her toes kneaded his length through the fabric, mimicking intimate acts, while the soft fabric amplified the sensation.

“But still….”
“Shut up!! Even I, who’s never dated anyone before, know that you don’t reject a genuine confession with such garbage excuses!!”
“Ugh… please, calm down for a moment.”
“Yes or no! How hard is it to give a straight answer to a confession!? Are you seriously still a cherry boy!?”
“…Huh?”
"Cherry? What does a confession have to do with cherries?"

Her taunt, unfortunately, got lost in translation.

But one thing was clear: Yujin needed to respond to her feelings. Sincerely and directly.

He raised his eyes to meet hers.

“…I’m sorry.”
“What?”
“I can’t date you, Sibylla. It would be adultery….”

For the first time, he spoke the honest reason behind his rejection.