Precautions of a Snakepit - Chapter 62
In a daze, Top Dog continues to mumble.
“I want to do it, but I don’t want to be hated, but I want you… Can’t you not hate me?”
“No.”
“Why not? I’m good at it. Can’t I be good at it?”
She nailed his half-hearted compromise.
“You can’t be the best in the world.”
“I can’t…”
She nervously watched Top Dog.
Was this working?
Is this childish conversation working?
‘Why? Why is this working?’
“I told you I want to do it. I want to… but I don’t want to be hated by my pretty girl. I want to…”
Top Dog’s eyes started to clear as he repeated the mantra he’d been playing to himself like a broken radio. He let go of the hem of her shirt and blinked. His blurry eyes came into focus, and he cursed.
“What the f*ck…”
Won could tell that Top Dog had returned to his senses. The look in his eyes was different, but it was more of bewilderment than relief that overcame him.
‘How did he come back to his senses?’
Hypnosis can’t make a subject do something they don’t want to do. As soon as the suggestion and the subject’s will collide, the hypnosis breaks down.
Her will to not be embarrassed in front of others was stronger than the suggestion to be honest about his sexuality, so she broke free of the hypnosis. If she had been in a deeper hypnosis and her s*xual desire was maximized, the outcome might be different.
‘So, by that logic, this guy…’
His desire to not be hated by Won was greater than his s*xual desire…
Won’s face flushed. Top Dog asked about her explorations in the meantime.
“Pretty girl, what the hell was that just five minutes ago?”
“Don’t do anything conspicuous. Just stay put,” Won said in a low whisper. She looked at the CCTV.
In the daytime, it’s impossible to tell if the CCTV is working or not, but it was most likely off. They wouldn’t want to record such an unusual sight since it would be proof they were manipulating patients.
‘But just in case, I need to be careful to make sure the angle of our mouths isn’t caught on the CCTV…’
Just as she was thinking, Top Dog’s hand brushed against her side. Won jumped.
“What are you doing?”
“I thought you said not to do anything conspicuous. I’ve seen other people do it, so I thought I’d do this too so I wouldn’t be noticed.”
Top Dog responded with a smug look. Won looked around the room. A woman rubbing her p*ssy on the corner of a desk by herself, men entwining with each other, women touching each other, two men clinging to a woman… It was horrible.
They would be suspicious if he didn’t do that, but he was also using it as an excuse to fulfill his own desire and piss her off. Flinching at the touch of his hand on her br*ast, she warned him.
“Don’t play around. Just pretend.”
“What? If I’m only pretending, why do I keep touching it? I’m trying to move my hand a fraction of a centimeter away, but it isn’t working. Maybe my sense of distance isn’t normal right now.”
‘A real assh*le.’
She was seriously pissed. She felt particularly violent when he tried to act innocent.
‘Can’t I just slap him?’
She can say she has a preference for Sadist-M*sochist play. The hypnosis unleashed her sadistic desires, which she has been hiding, and she can beat the sh*t out of him. The cult could go along with that.
As she thought about it, his hand found its way up her top, like a snake.
“Ugh!”
Her eyes widened when his hand touched her bra. She couldn’t tell if it was a warning or out of nervousness, but the hairs on her body stood up.
This wasn’t the time. If all else fails, she’ll have to start this with the sadist concept and beat the sh*t out of him.
“If you don’t want to get hit, move your hand…”
As she delivered her ultimatum to Top Dog, Won stiffened as she thought about something else.
‘What about Black Cat?’
She forgot about him.
She quickly turned her head, but Black Cat wasn’t where he was supposed to be.
Had she already lost him and got mixed up with the patients?
“What’s wrong, pretty?”
Top Dog stopped, sensing Won’s seriousness. She was about to demand that they find out where Black Cat was when an unidentified hand grabbed Top Dog’s shoulder.
“What do you think you’re doing, bastard? You irredeemable scum.”
The voice was familiar. Won craned her neck to see the figure behind Top Dog. It was Black Cat.
With his brow furrowed, Black Cat didn’t appear to be under hypnosis. Half-heartedly, Won cautiously spoke to him.
“Gyeom, are you sane?”
“You seem to be fine, too, Won. I don’t know what everyone is doing,” Black Cat whispered with his back to the CCTV.
Just as the same drug works differently for different people, some are more susceptible to hypnosis than others. The odds were in the neighborhood of one or two out of ten, and Black Cat seemed to be in that category.
‘Or he’s just wary.’
Hypnosis is not an invincible spear that can always be used. It works best for defenseless or cooperative people.
She didn’t know the exact story, but Black Cat seemed to resent the cult. It was unlikely hypnosis would work when he had a wall up in his mind.
“Is this pathetic little man out of his mind?” Black Cat asked, gesturing to Top Dog.
Shaking her head, Won thought his words were stronger than usual: bastard, irredeemable, scum, pathetic. Each one was a gem.
“Why are you doing this?”
“I was told to not act conspicuously, to not make a scene…”
“Well, I guess he thought it was the time for him to get his way.”
‘Is this guy really not hypnotized…?’
The way Black Cat spoke was different than usual. Top Dog noticed the change as well.
“Did this bastard change?”
“You’re the one who doesn’t know when and where to be like a dog in heat.”
Black Cat’s response convinced Won. He wasn’t completely hypnotized, but certainly a little twisted.
Black Cat was trying to prevent Top Dog from going further with Won. However, Top Dog was shockingly calm at the insults hurled toward him.
With his personality, there is no way he would stay quiet after hearing something like that.
While Won was thinking about that, Top Dog responded as if he could read her mind.
“I don’t fight crazy people.”
Won wondered when he was capable of such rationality.
“Pretty girl, don’t you think that look in your eyes hurts?”
“Stop putting your hands in inappropriate places. You’re a f*cking troublemaker who can’t be redeemed.”
Black Cat pinched Won as he stood beside her. Hypnosis had presumably removed the filters on his mouth, so his vitriol was unimaginable. She wondered how he normally held back.
Top Dog chuckled and pulled his hand out of her top.
“How do we get that assh*le back to normal?”
‘How the hell would I know?’
Won looked at Black Cat. His words were harsh, but the clarity in his eyes didn’t seem to impact his ability to think. The effects of hypnosis seemed to be minimal.
‘I’m sure it’ll work itself out over time…’
Won thought she could leave it alone. He may be hypnotized, but he wasn’t any more threatening.
At that moment, Won sensed the gaze of a churchgoer looking their way. A middle-aged woman who seemed to be the only person from the congregation in the room was watching them. She seemed suspicious that Black Cat wasn’t actively making contact with her.
Won spoke to Black Cat in a low voice.
“Come over here and join me.”
“Huh? Oh, yeah.”
Black Cat, who had gone through his own stages of shock and confusion and was now convinced, scurried over. He hesitated, unsure of what to touch, and then grabbed her arm.
“They’re watching, so come a little closer. Unless you want to leave,” Won said.
Black Cat looked at Won as if he couldn’t believe what she was asking. One would think she was asking for him to do something unreasonable.
‘One has hands that are a little too friendly, and the other is too shy.’
Can’t they just be mixed together and split in half?
As Black Cat fumbled around, Won decided to give some instructions on how to touch her. Wrapping her arms around Top Dog’s neck, she pulled her upper body up to his full height.
“Hug me from behind.”
Blushing, Black Cat scooted over and gently hugged her.
“Like this…?”
Won paused at the tickling breath against her ear. It was too close. He was hugging her from behind, so it made sense.
Top Dog’s voice crashed into her other ear.
“It’s nice to see my pretty girl voluntarily hang onto my neck. It sucks to have that assh*le behind you, though.”
Two men’s voices alternating in both of her ears.
Won realized in hindsight.
‘This position, its…’
Top Dog in front of her, Black Cat behind her, and she was sandwiched between them.
‘Isn’t it weird?’
It’s like two of them against one…
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