noveldrama
Chapter 137
Chapter 137
The tension between Sibylla and Sia had led to an unexpected, impromptu meeting. For a moment, I wondered how things might turn out…
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*Sigh…*
‘I didn’t expect hypnosis to work so easily.’
Thankfully, the situation resolved itself smoothly.
While I distracted everyone with nonsense, Hypnosis-chan snuck in with a surprise hypnosis strike from below. Somehow, I managed to dodge the question of whether Sia and I were dating, and successfully built a wall with Sibylla. A perfect handling of the situation befitting a husband with three wives.
Only one unresolved issue remained: Why did Sibylla pull this stunt in the first place?
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‘It’s not like President Morrison ordered this. Sibylla must’ve decided on her own to use her charms.’
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It was clear I was her target.
After all, I wasn’t just any awakener. I was the guy with the unique, history-making Complete Hypnosis talent, someone making waves even more than my mentor. It was understandable that, from her patriotic viewpoint as a U.S. government affiliate, she’d think, *“If only I could lure him to America…”*
Her use of feminine wiles from the start, her testing of our relationship in front of Sia—all of it lined up as efforts to recruit me.
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*Clap clap.*
“Alright, alright, let’s lighten the mood. Sia, apologize. Miss Sibylla, please apologize to Sia too.”
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In any case, the boundaries had been set, and Sibylla seemed to understand. I quickly encouraged the two of them to make amends.
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“…Sorry. I may have overreacted a bit.”
“It’s fine! You were adorable. Uh… what’s *niece* in Korean?”
“It’s *joka*.”
“Joka… yes, you looked just like a *joka*—so cute.”
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Both apologized without any resistance, just as I’d hoped. Sia gave a slight bow, and Sibylla shrugged it off with a playful expression.
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[Sia, she’s not trying to make fun of you. She’s just struggling with the pronunciation.]
[Are you sure? It sounds like she’s making fun of me.]
[I get that it seems that way, but let’s cut her some slack. She’s a foreigner, after all.]
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Even though “joka” sounded a bit off, Sia managed to hold back thanks to my intervention.
Given what had happened, I’d consider it a happy ending.
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Afterward, we continued the gathering with a pleasant atmosphere.
I even got to explain to Sibylla, *“Ah, this is called ssamjang. It’s a sauce you put on your ssam wrap. Tastes amazing.”* Meanwhile, Sia had already fed me more than ten ssams, prompting my father-in-law to ask with a melancholic face, *“Are you sure you’re not dating her?”*
It was a night of many ups and downs, to say the least.
With the flow of drinks, the VIP room grew warmer, and everyone’s cheeks were flushed… except mine.
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‘I can’t risk getting drunk in front of my father-in-law.’
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-Sip.-
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With my father-in-law sitting there, there was no way I’d let myself get tipsy. I faked wiping my mouth with a wet napkin, sneakily dumping some of the drink into my water cup here and there. It was a shame to waste premium soju, but if staying sober meant scoring points with my future family, it was a small price to pay.
By the time the gathering wrapped up, I was the only one still clear-headed. My father-in-law was snoring softly, Sibylla was clutching a bottle muttering *“Korean vodka!”*, and Sia…
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“Yujin…?”
-Smooch.-
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“Whoa.”
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…was trying to kiss me, leaning in with puckered lips as if asking for one right then and there.
What’s a husband to do in such a situation?
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“Excuse me, I’ll just step out to the restroom!”
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Emergency escape! Even though my father-in-law was asleep, I couldn’t possibly kiss her in front of him. I valued my life too much.
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“Oh, okay. Hurry back~.”
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-Swaying slightly.-
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Thankfully, Sia didn’t try to grab me.
With a smile, I made my way to the restroom. I didn’t actually need to go but figured a quick face rinse wouldn’t hurt.
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*Pat, pat.*
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‘Looks like someone else is heading to the restroom too. Better wash up quickly.’
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Little did I know someone was following me from behind.
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*Eeeek. Swoosh.*
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‘Better hold the door open for whoever’s coming.’
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As I turned around to keep the door open, I was met with…
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“…Sibylla?”
“Hey there!”
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Sibylla stood behind me, smiling brightly.
For a second, I thought maybe she didn’t know where the ladies’ room was…
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“Is it empty? Jackpot.”
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-Grab, clack.-
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“Huh?!”
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She grabbed my wrist and pulled me into the stall. I realized the door was locked only after we were inside.
Sibylla had followed me into the men’s restroom, apparently intent on making a move.
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“What are you doing?”
“An event for us to get to know each other better?”
“Don’t. I’m uncomfortable with this.”
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I immediately straightened up, pulling my mana to the surface, prepared to use hypnosis if necessary.
At my firm response, Sibylla calmly…
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-Slip.-
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“Is this your first time? It’s mine, too.”
“…!!!?”
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…didn’t back down but instead started to reach for her bra strap.
Completely taken aback, I hadn’t expected her to keep pushing, even after my clear refusal.
Did she not consider that I might hold a grudge against the U.S. if she pushed this further?
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“Let’s take things slow, you know? Male-female relations.”
“Wait, Sibylla? Can you explain what you mean by ‘male-female relations’ in English?”
“We’re talking the birds and the bees here, right?”
“…Birds and bees?”
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Crisis. A language barrier issue.
For Koreans, “male-female relations” generally implies a romantic relationship, but Sibylla, an American, seemed to have interpreted it differently…
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‘So she thought I was talking about “sex” in front of Sia and her dad? Unbelievable.’
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Realizing this, I felt a wave of frustration. She really thought I was throwing around terms like that? Did she not realize I had some dignity?
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“Sibylla, that’s a misunderstanding. In Korea, ‘male-female relations’ usually mean dating…”
I quickly opened my mouth to correct her.
But Sibylla was faster.
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-Slide.-
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“You want me, too, don’t you?”
“…!!!!?”
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Her bra strap slipped off her shoulder, revealing a dangerously alluring sight due to her off-shoulder dress. There was no time for an explanation.
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“Sibylla?! Are you drunk? You’re drunk!”
“I am not drunk. I remember your words clearly.”
“A sober person wouldn’t say—”
“Fun, cool, sexy. Right?”
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*Slip.*
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“I’m not cool. I’m hot. Hot enough to melt you like ice cream.”
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My attempt to dissuade her only seemed to push her further, with her bra strap slipping even more. Though things were still somewhat decent, it felt like we were seconds away from crossing a line.
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“Put your clothes on, now!!”
[Activated skill ‘Complete Hypnosis’… Failed. Target’s resistance level is too high….]
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“Don’t be shy, okay?”
“Oh, for the love of—!!”
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Even hypnosis wasn’t working. Although my stats had reached S-class, Sibylla was still a more experienced awakener. I’d need at least ten seconds of build-up to make hypnosis effective, but Sibylla’s striptease would likely be quicker.
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“Sia! Mr. Yoo! Sibylla’s drunk and taking off her clothes! Help me!”
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I called out to Sia and my father-in-law, not really expecting them to come, but hoping the noise might snap her out of it. I kept my voice at a perfect level, loud enough to reach her ears but too soft to reach the outside.
Of course, I couldn’t risk anyone actually coming and finding us like this…
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*Step, creak.*
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“Didn’t that sound like Yujin?”
“Yujin? Are you in there?”
“…!!!!”
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Just my luck—guests arrived outside the restroom at that exact moment. From the voices, they sounded like researchers from Clan Cheonhwa.
Alarms went off in my head.
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‘If they see us like this…’
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If they caught me in this situation with Sibylla, who would believe my innocence? They’d assume we’d acted on drunken impulses, and rumors would spread to Sia and her father. The fallout was unimaginable.
Realizing this, I acted immediately.
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*Grab.*
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[Sibylla, shut up.]
“…!!!!?”
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First, I covered Sibylla’s mouth.
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-Positioned her carefully.-
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‘Just in case, lift your feet too.’
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To complete the cover-up, I seated myself on the toilet and pulled Sibylla onto my lap, creating a position known as “face-to-face sitting.” I might’ve ended up in an extremely compromising position, but a true awak
ener doesn’t flinch in the face of crisis.
I spoke calmly, as if nothing unusual was happening.
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“Oh, sorry, I was on a call. Did you hear me?”
“…!!!! ……!!!?”
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*Grip.*
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[Shut the heck up.]
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Meanwhile, I continued my intimidation tactics, using full-powered hypnosis to keep her quiet, my face close and stern.
It was highly effective.
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“……?”
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-Slump.-
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Sibylla’s strength drained out of her, and she sat quietly.
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“Ah, you were on a call? Sorry for disturbing you.”
“No, no, I should be the one apologizing for talking loudly.”
“Haha! Yujin, a newbie? Funny joke. Future clan leader…”
“Oh, this? Pardon me. Please go ahead. We just heard some noise and wanted to check in, but we’ll leave now.”
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*Creak, thud.*
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The researchers left. The immediate crisis was averted.
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“……”
“……”
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I stayed like that for a cautious thirty seconds before letting go of Sibylla, ensuring we were safe.
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“Hah?”
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“Sibylla. In Korean, ‘male-female relations’ usually means dating, not… that.”
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After a brief language lesson, I pushed her out of the stall and left without another word, my expression icy.
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‘My heart’s still racing… When I get back, I need Sia to heal me. Seriously, what just happened?’
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Even though I tried to brush it off as typical husband drama, I was still trembling internally.
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Meanwhile, Sibylla remained in the restroom, catching her breath.
Having had her mouth and nose covered for nearly a minute, she was understandably gasping.
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[Sibylla, shut the fxxk up.]
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‘First time a man’s said that to me…’
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She was also a bit… thrilled.
After all, what had just happened? A man had roughly grabbed her, stared at her with a fierce look, and told her off. And it had been Yujin—the very kind of man she found most attractive. Her “fetish” was practically born in that instant.
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‘I’d intended to tease him about that “male-female relations” misunderstanding…’
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*Gulp.*
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“This is totally my jam….”
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It was the moment Sibylla discovered her taste for a certain, shall we say, *submissive* role.
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The eventful Sunday finally ended, and Monday marked the beginning of week nine at the academy. The atmosphere was relaxed following the midterms…
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“Aika. Please be my girlfriend from now on!”
“…Huh? H-huhhhh!?”
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A young man was beginning to challenge his mentor’s authority.