A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 211: Flashback Room – Academy Completely Hypnotized (1) *

"Put this aside... !"

The basement of the casino.

In a dark and gloomy place with a musty smell, Asil was held by Wirdi by her head.

At first glance, the sight of Asil, who was taller than Wirdi, with his head held by Wirdi, seemed comical.

However, the force currently being applied to Asil's head was laughable.

If Wirdi had her way, Asil's head could have become a broken watermelon.

"Let go of this... "Aaaaah!!!"

I tried hitting his arm, kicking his torso, and using elemental magic to get out of his grasp, but none of them worked.

Rather, Wirdi, who was offended by Asil's reaction, only tightened his grip a little more.

Amid the pain that made her head feel like it was going to break, Asil had no choice but to remain calm.

If that had to be the case, Wirdi was truly the kind of person who would smash Asil's head without any hesitation.

"What are you playing at?" Do it quickly!"

A loud voice was heard from behind Wirdi, who was looking at the captured Asil with complex emotions.

A child I don't like. It was the voice of the vice principal.

Wirdi slowly turned his eyes and looked at the other two people.

Soira and Flora were already under the newly established hypnosis and were just staring blankly into space with unfocused eyes.

The assistant principal ended up using a hypnotic magic tool.

"Ha... "

Wirdi sighed softly so that the vice principal could not hear.

'I was hoping that I might not know this time... '

Wirdi hated being a principal.

I hated it because I couldn't accomplish anything with my own efforts.

Hypnosis borrowed the power of a magic tool, and the magic tool was not made or obtained by oneself, and even the magic power used in the magic tool could not be sufficiently prepared without borrowing one's own power.

Moreover, wasn't the position of 'vice principal' obtained in the first place not through one's own efforts but through trivial tricks?

And more than anything, I was most annoyed that I had dragged myself into this.

'I wish I had just the Baron.'

It meant nothing to Wirdi that the Baron was being chased out of the country or that he was incapable.

It was enough for him to just go around with her, pamper her, give her orders, and occasionally use her for sex.

The Baron didn't seem to be satisfied with that, but even his vain desires without any countermeasures appealed to Wirdi.

'Even if I hadn't accepted the Demon King's deal, everything would have been resolved in a little while anyway.'

The Baron was being chased for secretly hiding a military power as strong as a dragon, but that was probably only for a short time.

On the outside, 'Isn't this a sign of treason? The nobles who rushed in shouting 'How dare you!' We're ultimately corrupt nobles from the rear.

In his mind, it was clear that he had been trying to somehow seduce the Baron and get his power, called Wirdi, into his hands.

If a little more time had passed and the heat had subsided, such people would have contacted him and treated the Baron with the utmost hospitality.

If only that damn devil's army hadn't played a trick.

Because of him, Wirdi had to separate from the Baron, and the Baron became a person who made a deal with the Demon King's army, and now he has become a bomb that is dangerous for even the most corrupt noble to contact.

Of course, the reason why things ended up like this was half the fault of the Baron, who signed the contract without even knowing the identity of the other party while drunk.

However, Wirdi could not blame the Baron, so the bad guy inside Wirdi was entirely the Demon Lord.

And this vice principal who brought the demon lord into contact with the baron.

So when Soira came in this time, I was looking forward to finding out how to break this frustrating contract.

He said he had a lot of luck last time, but he escaped from his control, so wouldn't he be able to do something this time too? And.

But nothing happened, and that annoying pig was still cackling behind his back.

"Can't you hear me!! Do it quickly! "You useless guy!"

'I will kill that bastard someday.'

Even though Wirdi made that promise, he followed the advice of the vice principal and started working.

While the contract was in effect, the vice principal had some authority to give orders to Wirdi. Because it's that kind of contract.

"Uuuuu... "

As magical energy was injected into Asil's head following Wirdi's arm, Asil let out a painful sound.

He was in a lot of pain. What Wirdi was doing was violently destroying magical power.

Asil is resistant to mental magic with a "Mental barrier".

Thanks to this, he was able to escape the hypnotic spell that was cast over the entire academy.

However, "Mental Barrier" Only granted resistance, not immunity.

To put it simply, it meant being affected by magic at a level that exceeds the resistance of the "Mental barrier."

For example, the magic of munchkins and dragons, which are representative of the fantasy world.

Therefore, Wirdi was currently pouring out his magic power to hypnotize Asil according to the orders of the vice principal.

Since he had already consumed a lot of magical power, it was not an easy task even for Wirdi.

In particular, Asil's mental resistance was not magic, but an ability, so in order to overpower it, he had to apply his magical power indiscriminately.

To use a metaphor, it is not the act of painting by putting paint on a brush, but the act of trying to paint by pouring the entire paint onto the canvas every time.

It was inefficient, ignorant, and yet had no guarantee of results, and was an absolutely terrible act for a wizard.

However, the contract was unavoidable, so Wirdi followed the vice principal's orders even though he gritted his teeth.

A moment later, Asil, like his other colleagues, fell down on the spot with blank eyes.

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... This is the setting. This flashback room.

It actually could have happened like this.

Then maybe it's game over here?

However, the actual play did not go like this, and this setting only existed in the flashback room.

So, this flashback room is being sent to you by me, Soira!

So far, I have enjoyed the setting of the flashback room as is, but this time, I decided to enjoy it as I want, not according to the setting.

To be more specific, I plan to turn off the hypnosis setting this time.

Well, this time, Asil enjoyed the erotic academy alone without being hypnotized, right?

I want to experience it at least once. Living in a hypnotized place with a sober mind.

For me, pretending to be hypnotized is easy.

It's not reality anyway, so why not pretend like something's wrong?

Rather, you should worry about bursting into laughter while trying to follow strange orders.

I am living with that thought.

Ah. The reason I say I'm staying is that more than a week has already passed in in-game time.

A lot happened during that week.

To name a few...

The assistant principal must have been scared of us, so he just stopped the hypnosis completely without even partially lifting it.

A boy who enjoys Hypnosis Academy without being hypnotized? There is no such thing.

The only people in this academy who were not hypnotized were the vice principal and Wirdi.

By the way, I should include me too. But I'm already set up to be caught.

And he hid the girl he liked somewhere and got rid of it.

As you know, we are also taking lectures at the academy as usual.

Even though that 'ordinary' thing has now become sex.

Instead, whenever the vice-principal is upset, I call him and pick him up, but even then, I don't know if something will happen, so I don't call him often.

No, both Flora and Asil are completely hypnotized. What's so scary? You look like a fearless person.

I also have no intention of doing anything to the vice principal.

It's a flashback room anyway, so why bother? It's enough for me to just enjoy sex.

Roughly speaking, this is a big deal, and there were minor changes in the 'school rules'.

What does that mean...

"Soira."

Just as she was about to lose herself in her thoughts, Flora spoke to her.

"Uh, huh? Did you call me? Flora."

"I've been calling you since a while ago. "What are you thinking like that?"

"No, it's nothing. Just about the existence and future of this world?"

"What is that? "They're trying to blurt it out with strange words again."

In a way, it's a perfect truth.

Flora shook her head and said.

"On duty. "Starting today, I'm Soira."

"Ah... Was that from today?"

"Yes. "Didn't you see it when the order came out?"

"No, the person who will use it will come on their own anyway. "I was going to say, 'When you come, it's my turn.'"

"That carefree attitude is also amazing in a way."

The duty Flora mentioned was, of course, the duty for sex processing.

When talking about Hypnosis Academy, it cannot be left out.

Every week, one female student from each class is in charge of handling the students' sexuality. No, but does this need to be explained?

Last week... Who was it... It was played by a female student whose name I don't remember.

I thought it was very surreal to see no one paying attention to people openly fucking in the classroom.

At least it's noisy during lectures, so it's academic-like that only goddaughters or blowjobs are allowed, or what can I say?

Anyway, this means that I will be on duty starting this week.

I didn't know it until Flora just told me, but it's not like I have to do anything on my own, I just have to be nice to the men who come, right?

It's an easy thing to do.

Really. And one more thing has changed.

Sex has come to be accepted as a natural thing.

If you get bored while walking down the hallway, you might say to a passing female student, 'Give me some pussy,' or conversely, you may say to a male student, 'I'll borrow your dick for a moment.' It's a terrible situation.

In such a situation, why is there a need for a sex-processing duty?

If I were to make an analogy, it would be something like that. What is the difference between using your own pen and borrowing it from the person sitting next to you?

If you ask to borrow it, it's not difficult, and you will lend it if you can, but you don't necessarily borrow it from the person next to you when you have something of your own.

The person on duty here is like a pen.

It acts like a masturbation tool that can be used whenever you feel like it.

If there's one thing I regret, it would be nice if the male students who use me were aware that they were using women as they pleased.

There is a slight difference between being treated like a masturbation tool and being recognized as just a masturbation tool... Wow.

"Oh. "You know."

"Okay. It's me."

But then, Asil suddenly appeared.