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

Chapter 150

At the bathhouse entrance, Yu-jin and Kkong were engaged in their usual playful squabble.

Meanwhile, a different scene was unfolding in the women’s bath. The atmosphere was light-hearted and harmonious.

"Unni, unni! So many locks! It’s like a vault!"
"Do you think there’s money hidden somewhere? If we search thoroughly, maybe we’ll find some!"

Haru and Winter, experiencing a public bath for the first time, were excitedly running around. Their behavior was fitting for their youthful spirits and energy.

Aika couldn't help but smile at their antics.

‘How cute. They’re like real kids…’

• Hesitation.

‘Even though they’re not that much younger than me.’

The playful thought about their youth gave her pause, but she moved on quickly.

[By the way, Aika. Don’t we look like a married couple doing this?]

‘A student’s daughter is like my own daughter. I need to take good care of them,’ she thought. "Alright, alright, enough playing around. Let’s head in. First, take off your clothes and put them in the locker over there."

With that, Aika led the two into the bathhouse, just as Yu-jin had requested her to do.

And how did her two dumpling-like companions, Haru and Winter, react?

"We can see, you know?"
"…Huh?"
"Haru, let’s go."
"Mm-hm. Let’s go, unni~."

-They marched off, ignoring her completely.

The girls quickly tossed aside their clothes and headed straight for the bath, disregarding Aika's motherly advice.

Winter’s expression twisted slightly.

["So you’re planning to marry Ninomiya?"]
["Yes, but keep it a secret until I confess…."]

‘Why did Dad even consider marrying someone like that? Good thing I stepped in; who knows what might’ve happened.’

To Winter, Aika was a rival. The vixen who dared to charm her father, Yu-jin. She was a shameless woman, ready to take him away from Haru, who was cute, sweet, and utterly adorable.

So, it wasn’t surprising that Winter’s attitude toward Aika was far from friendly. Though she hid her disdain in front of Yu-jin, she couldn’t help but show her true feelings now that they were alone together.

"…Huh? Unni, why are you acting that way toward Whitey?"
"Haru dumpling, you don’t need to worry. Unni will handle things like this for you."
"Uh-huh, I trust you, unni."

Of course, Haru, who had no idea that Yu-jin held a special fondness for Aika, was blissfully unaware.

Meanwhile, Aika, utterly confused by the cold shoulder she was receiving, thought to herself:

‘Huh? Am I being ignored? Why?’

This kind of treatment was a first for her, leaving her a bit bewildered.

Winter’s sudden rudeness prompted a small reaction from Aika.

-She tilted her head, puzzled.

‘…Is she going through puberty? I stopped going to hot springs with my mom when I hit that age, too.’

She brushed it off without much thought.

‘Yep, I was like that once. Public baths can be a lot for sensitive kids.’

Deciding to move past it casually, she called out:

"Girls, you need to wash up first before entering the bath!"

She began gathering her things with a calm smile.

Aika, smiling brightly, wasn’t even thinking of getting upset. She casually undressed and headed into the bath, hoping that by sharing this experience, they’d all become a bit closer. She figured that talking while washing up might help even the shy Winter to open up.

"…!!!"
‘Whoa, what the… Look at those! Her chest is like… the size of watermelons!’
‘Whitey, huge…!! Could handle quintuplets, no problem!’

The two dumpling-like girls, Haru and Winter, stared with wide eyes. They’d known Aika was well-endowed, but this was their first time seeing her completely unrestrained.

In silent amazement, both thought, Wow. That’s… massive.
How could she look like that without anything on? Wow.
With each step, they bounced, drawing their gazes like magnets.

They couldn’t help but be captivated by the overwhelming presence before them.

"…."
‘Huh. They’re… inverted.’
‘Whitey. Still not poking out. Like that, no way to feed a baby.’

Their reverence dipped slightly after this observation, yet the overwhelming impression remained.

Winter’s wariness instantly shot up to the highest level.

-Whispering.

"Hey, do you think you can beat that?"
"No chance. I’m not even half of that."
"Not that kind of fight. I mean, can you make Dad fall for you over those?"

"…."

Haru’s expression grew serious as well.

Are we going to lose?

Honestly, she wasn’t confident. Those are just… massive. If Dad’s choice for a partner was based on, well, how full they could keep a baby, then there was no hope.

But…

"Win."
"Oh, really?"
"Yeah. Absolutely win. We have to win. No matter what."

After a brief moment of contemplation, the youngest daughter resolved herself for an all-out fight. Giving up on Dad was simply not an option. She would win, no matter what—she’d even take on Whitey’s giant… watermelon-sized assets! Fueled by this thought, her determination blazed brightly.

Winter, pleased with her sister’s bold response, nodded approvingly.

"That’s right. That’s how the sister of the mighty villain Winter should be!"
"And you, unni? Can you beat Whitey?"
"Me? Of course, I can. I’ve kissed Dad—twice, and they were deep kisses!"

Winter added to the confidence in the air, proud of her own achievements. She’d already kissed Dad twice, and the second time, he had even been the one to initiate it. With that in mind, she was sure this was already a settled game—a victory in her favor.

The two sisters exchanged a determined glance before fixing their gaze firmly on Aika. Pressing their cheeks together, the dumpling duo’s fighting spirit ignited.

-Smile.

‘My adorable daughters, how cute~.’

Aika couldn’t help but smile at their antics, finding them utterly endearing.

"Hey, Ninomiya."
"Hmm? You don’t have to call me that so formally… you could even call me Mom if you’d like—"
"Stop clinging to my dad."

"…What?"

Aika’s smile faltered as Winter launched a sudden verbal attack. For some reason, the atmosphere in the bath felt a few degrees colder.

"What do you mean by that?"
"Like today, when you subtly sat beside him in the car or pressed your chest against him even though the car wasn’t shaking that much. I’d really appreciate it if you’d stop doing things like that."
"W-What? What are you talking about? I-I would never do something like that."
"Hah. It was pretty obvious, you know?"

Aika froze in shock as Winter continued her relentless, fact-based assault. Her words struck without mercy, befitting someone who once led Korea’s most notorious villains. There was no holding back in her precise, cutting accusations.

“…W-Well, maybe I did do that,” Aika admitted with a slight huff.
“So you’re admitting it? Then from now on with Dad—”
“But! My student is my student! And I’m his mentor! This kind of physical contact is just natural bonding!”

Aika didn’t back down without a fight.

Steeling her expression with a confident resolve, she went on, Ah, this is the bonding between mentor and student. It’s a testament to how close we are! She held her ground with this reasoning.

If their genders were reversed, she’d probably be in trouble by now—though even as it was, it still counted as harassment. Nevertheless, she persisted.

“No matter how you frame it, that’s still harassment.”
“Harassment? This is all for my student’s—no, for your father’s personal development.”
“…What kind of dumpling logic is that?”
“To cultivate unshakable composure at any moment—perfect clarity and calm. That’s what I’m helping him develop.”
“……”

Winter was left speechless, her mouth slightly agape. Aika’s shamelessness was beyond anything she’d expected.

Aika’s face lit up with a triumphant smile.

“Isn’t that right, Haru? Don’t you like seeing your dad and me this close?” This girl has been trying to pair me up with my student from day one—she’ll definitely take my side!

In a final move, Aika called on Haru to deliver the winning blow. Haru, after all, was the one who’d seen her as the perfect match for her dad from the start—a perceptive, supportive daughter who understood things. Surely, Haru would come through for her…

"Nope. I really hate it."
"…What did you say?"
"Dad belongs to us, so it’s gross when Whitey does that. If there’s any cuddling, we’ll be the ones to do it."
"…!!!?"

The very axe she trusted had struck her foot! The betrayal was devastatingly effective, and Aika’s confident smile cracked with disbelief.

"W-What do you mean by that?"
"Composure…? I don’t know what that is, but we can cuddle with Dad way better than you. We’re going to sit right next to him, super close, on the ride home. Whitey, you can take the front seat."
"Well said, Haru!"

Winter’s satisfaction soared, watching as Aika’s thick armor of shamelessness was torn to shreds like tissue paper. It was oddly refreshing.

"No, but… you girls shouldn’t be doing that, right? I mean, daughters cuddling with their dad—"
"What’s wrong with family sticking together? You’re the weird one, acting all creepy with Dad under the guise of being his mentor!"
"Yeah, we’re a trio of sweet dumplings. It’s totally normal for the three of us to stay close."

The sisters didn’t miss a beat, coordinating their responses perfectly. Oh, so you’re just a mentor? Well, we’re family. They drove the point home with a smirk, letting her know that they, not Aika, were Dad’s true companions.

"No, wait, what…?"
If grown-up daughters are this attached to their dad, it’s almost like… papakatsu?

Aika’s head spun at the thought. Daughters clinging to their dad, calling him "Dad" like that? Isn’t that the sort of thing people in Japan would call papakatsu—you know, like… sponsored relationships? Not that any money was being exchanged, and technically, they were his foster daughters. Plus, they were even older than Yu-jin.

But still… calling him "Dad" and insisting on these kinds of things with him—was this really okay?

The notion left Aika dizzy as she struggled to make sense of it all.

“I won!!”
“So, from now on, stop clinging to Dad, you overripe egg-carton-aged piggy rice cake!”
“Yeah! If Whitey becomes our mom, babies would starve and cry ‘cause they can’t drink. No feeding means they’d be totally out of luck!”

They seized the moment, launching their final barrage without mercy. Every sensitive spot—Aika’s age, her complex about her… flatter assets—was mercilessly targeted.

Aika, who wasn’t exactly the toughest emotionally, could hardly hold up under the assault.

-Shuffle.

“Y-You two… why are you being so mean…?”

She quickly wrapped herself in a towel, dropping to her knees with a quivering lip. She couldn’t believe they’d go this far.

“I just… wanted to get closer… sniffle.”

-Tears welled up.

“Who said you’re our mom? Our dad doesn’t have a mom.”
“Uh, unni… Whitey’s crying.”
“And she thinks she’s got the right to cry after all that?”

Even as tears started to stream down Aika’s face, the sisters were unmoved. With that, the skirmish ended in an undeniable victory for the Winter-Haru duo…

“I’m… I’m going to tell my student about this…!”
“…!!!!?”

But just as they thought their victory was secure, Aika burst into full-on sobs, threatening to tell Yu-jin about everything. Her loud wails echoed with sorrow, claiming she’d tell her student all about this.

The mood immediately shifted, and both sisters froze.

-Fidgeting.

‘Whitey’s bawling her eyes out… because of me?’

Haru’s face was painted with worry. Sure, she’d backed up her sister just now, but deep down, she didn’t actually dislike Aika. Seeing her crying so sorrowfully made Haru feel guilty.

‘Is she really going to tattle to Dad? Does she have no pride?’

Winter’s face mirrored her sister’s. She’d assumed Ninomiya, being an adult, wouldn’t actually go tell Yu-jin about a spat in the bath. She hadn’t expected this level of shamelessness.

But if Yu-jin did find out about this…

It would be fine if just Dad knew… but if Seol Ha-yeon finds out, we’re in for more than a hundred spanks!

Yu-jin and Seol Ha-yeon were close, after all. She was even the one who usually handled the girls’ discipline. If Yu-jin told her about this… well, there was no escaping it. Ha-yeon would definitely hear, and the consequences would be disastrous.

-Panicking.

“Why are you crying?! It was just a joke, a villain-style joke!”
“Whitey, please stop crying… I’m sorry!”

The two sisters exchanged a quick glance, then turned to Aika, desperately trying to console the tearful 32-year-old.

“I’m not a piggy… and I’m barely three or four years older than you two…”
“Yes, yes! I’m sorry, okay? Now, can you stop crying?”
“And you shouldn’t treat your mom like this… sniffle.”
“Who said you’re our mom?”
“I’m… I’m telling my student everything…”
“…!!! Alright, alright! We’re sorry! We admit we were wrong!”

As expected, giving the medicine right after delivering the blow wasn’t very effective.

“I’m sorry, Whitey. It must be hard for you, with your… your flat chest. I shouldn’t have said anything.”
“Haru, you… sniff… One day, you tell me to be your mom, and now you hate me…”
“I’m really sorry! If you want to cuddle with Dad, I won’t say anything! Just… please, stop crying!”
“Hic… hic…”

Even Haru’s innocent sincerity didn’t seem to help the situation.

At that moment, it became abundantly clear why even Alice and Xia, despite their memories, tended to keep Aika at a distance.

***

After the chaotic bathhouse incident, that night…

“Dad? Since it’s just the two of us here right now…?”
“I heard you made my mentor cry. Down on the floor. Now.”
“Eek!!”

-Bang.

“D-Dad! It wasn’t all unni’s fault, it’s just that—”
“Haru, you sit on your knees too. Immediately.”
“…!!!”

-Thud.

‘Dad is super mad…!!’