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

The walk back to the dormitory was heavy.
Inside, his wives were gathered.
Seven women, likely fuming with anger, or so Yujin believed.

‘Just how absurd this must feel to them...’

Haru and Winterer, fine. He could understand their reaction—they’d already been part of the arrangement from the start.

But Sibylla and Kkong?
That was completely different. A decision made entirely on his own.

To the three… no, to the five, it would seem absurd.
They’d be furious. Yelling, hitting, crying.
They’d accuse him of cheating, of betrayal.

—Step, step.

‘But… no hypnosis. I absolutely won’t use it for this. I have to face them myself.’

It would’ve been much easier to sprinkle in some brainwashing.
But he wouldn’t. He couldn’t. And he knew he shouldn’t.

This was why his steps grew heavier as he approached the dormitory.

At this moment, he wasn’t the miracle-working Awakened or the soon-to-be Chair of the Awakened Association.
He was just a third-time-around piece of garbage.

‘I hope my wives aren’t crying from frustration. I’d rather they just yell at me…’
"…I’m home."

But then came the creak of the door opening.
And Yujin, ready to face reality, stepped inside.

It was time to pay the price for his trashy behavior.

"Dad, you’re finally here!"
"My dear student~ You must’ve worked so hard!"
"…?"

Expecting the worst, he found… warmth.

Instead of condemnation, there was a surprisingly pleasant atmosphere.

What… is this?

***

The situation finally became clear after I had wolfed down two bowls of rice.

"So, um, I—"
"Shut up and keep eating, you idiot. I’ll explain everything."
"……."
"First off, about Haru and Winterer…"

While I was absentmindedly poking at my food, Shia decided to take the lead and explain what had happened while I was gone.

"Those two? No big deal. They said they don’t care how many wives you have as long as they’re with you."
"Yep! If Dad has tons of moms, we’ll be a giant family! Add me and my sister, and we’re like a sticky rice cake mega-family!"
"Well, I don’t think having more wives would make you neglect Haru. Or, um, me either, for that matter…"

The sticky rice cake sisters, Haru and Winterer, had no objections.
In fact, they fully supported the idea of a bigger family.
Having grown up surrounded by villains, they were more comfortable in a lively, crowded environment anyway.

[‘There’s no way I’d ever neglect my daughters. They’re so wonderful I’ll be hugging them as soon as I finish eating.’]
[‘Hehe~ And you’ll do that thing where you lift me up and… well, you know ♡ Do it again ♡’]
[‘Oh, Dad… I get that I’m irresistible, but is that really the first thing you want to do after coming back? Maybe we should’ve done this in a different order?’]
[…….]

‘Yeah… I’m still not used to this.’

No matter how much I tried, I couldn’t fully adapt to the sensual looks they occasionally gave me.
But regardless, Haru and Winterer were in favor of the harem.

"As for Sibylla? Well, she came in knowing there were already five wives, so no issue there."
"Yes. I’m just grateful everyone welcomed me."
"And after Kkong arrived? No one could really say anything. She’s just as much of an outsider as Sibylla, so who’s going to complain?"
"Nope. Not ‘couldn’t.’ Didn’t. She likes you too, Yujin."

It seemed Sibylla also approved of the harem.
She had joined knowing there were already five wives, which had been part of the original agreement.
Even Kkong, with her pure devotion, was accepted without resistance.

Cool and composed as always, Sibylla handled it with grace.

‘But what about Kkong? How did she handle coming out about her gender?’

My gaze shifted toward Kkong, the woman previously known as a man.
Curious, I wanted to know how she had integrated into the harem so seamlessly.

The answer was simpler than I expected.

"Kkong brought it up herself. ‘I’m actually a woman,’ she said."
"Hehe. I wanted to get it out of the way before you came back, Yujin… but I didn’t expect no one to be surprised."
"Everyone just said, ‘Ah, makes sense,’ and moved on."

Kkong’s heartfelt confession was met with a collective “Ah, I figured.”

Truly, that was so her.
Even after years of living as a man, the moment she revealed she was a woman, everyone just accepted it without question.

Her cuteness—her natural charm, or as some would call it, her "feminine allure"—was undeniable.

"Anyway, with Kkong on board, the harem’s complete. Congrats, loser."
"…Wait a second. What about you guys?"

By the time I’d finished my second bowl of rice and washed it down with miso soup, I couldn’t hold back anymore.

If their explanations were accurate, the biggest issue was the first three wives.
It didn’t make sense for Shia, Alice, and Aika—my earliest partners—to accept this without protest.

—Chuckle.

"Oh, us? Well, yeah, we were a little surprised when two more joined."
"I mean, we kind of expected Sibylla, but Kkong? That was out of nowhere."
"We weren’t mad, but we did think about scolding you a little."

The three wives smiled as they spoke.
Then, their gazes shifted… toward Kkong.

"We were planning to give you a hard time, at least until we saw Kkong’s condition."
"…Kkong? What about her?"
"Her energy pathways were all messed up. Completely imbalanced, too."

Aika explained further.

While the others had taken Kkong’s confession in stride, she had been so shocked that she used her clairvoyance to examine Kkong.

What she found?
Chaotic energy pathways and a body completely drained of vitality.

The aftermath of being relentlessly teased by me for three straight days.

"That’s when we knew. Five wives wouldn’t be enough. At this rate, you’d end up sexually frustrated."
"Even with our best efforts, we have limits. Remember the day you left for the U.S.? All three of us were bedridden for an entire day after that."
"Better to bring in someone trustworthy like her than let you ruin your life fooling around with strangers. You made a good choice, husband."

Their gazes turned back to me, filled with pride and affection.

It seemed they were impressed by how much I’d matured since my first regression when I had to survive on scraps of attention every three days.

Finally, I nodded in understanding…

[‘And besides… cough. Saintess?’]
[‘…Huh?’]

My nod froze mid-motion, and I whipped my head around.

The tiny, insignificant… no, the noble figure herself had appeared.
She was riding a robotic vacuum cleaner, buzzing toward me.

"Whoa, the deer is combining!"
["It’s not a deer; it’s a dragon. Can you teach her that?"]
["I’ll make sure she knows, Lady Mir."]

Lady Mir approached, holding out her arms.
The divine energy radiating from her made it clear: she wanted to be lifted onto my lap.

So I did as requested.

—Grab. Lift.

"Ahh~! Dad gets to hug the deer, no fair! I wanna hug the deer too!"
"Haru! You can’t! She’s… um, you see…"
["I’ll let you hug me later, so don’t be jealous, alright?"]
"Okay! A good wife waits her turn!"

Haru’s brief moment of sacrilege was smoothed over by Lady Mir’s benevolence.

Perched on my lap, she wriggled slightly, as if plugging herself into a charger.

["Now, without anyone else noticing, pet me while you listen."]
["Wait, isn’t that a bit… improper…?"]
["You’ve touched me before, haven’t you? Now hurry. Do I need to waste divine energy convincing you?"]
["…Fine."]

And with that, she began recounting the hidden story behind my sudden harem expansion.
Details I hadn’t been aware of…

["First of all, you did well. Gathering divine fragments from over a thousand villains wasn’t easy, was it?"]
["Hypnosis-chan and I had a rough time, yeah."]
["I wanted to help, but it might’ve disrupted the retrieval process, so I returned to Korea early."]**

She started with her reason for returning ahead of me.
While it was primarily to avoid interfering with the divine fragments contained in the Necromancer, there was another reason…

["And I wanted to inform your first three wives. Let them know the real reason you’re bringing in more women—it’s because of me."]

The hand I was using to gently stroke her hair froze.
What had she just said?

["Wait, what does this have to do with you, Lady Mir?"]
["Feeling guilty? Just be quiet and listen."]
["…Alright, I’m listening."]
["Good. Now, about the divine energy you gathered…"]**

She began her explanation.

It started with things I already knew—how the divine fragments from the foreign gods were almost entirely opposite to Lady Mir’s nature.

["If I absorbed those fragments as they are, there would be losses. They’d shatter because they don’t align with my divine nature."]
["So, like a customs tax?"]
["Not exactly, but that’s a fair way to think of it."]

Lady Mir couldn’t absorb the divine fragments without loss.
Unlike when she had shared her divine essence with me, the conversion process would incur some inefficiency.

["But… before you pass the fragments to me, you’re storing them temporarily, right? In, well, there."]
["Uh, yeah. Hypnosis-chan set it up that way, not my idea."]
["I’m not blaming you. In fact, it’s actually a good thing."]
["…Why?"]
["Because before you pass them to me, you can purify them first."]

Her reasoning was simple:
Since the fragments weren’t overwhelming in power, they could be safely contained in my mortal body for purification, minimizing losses during conversion.

Her explanation left me with a strange expression.

["I’d love to help, but… I used to wield divine power myself, you know."]
["Hehe, so you’ve already figured it out? It’s impossible for you now, isn’t it?"]
["Of course. The divine power in my body is barely a trace. I can’t change its nature."]

I understood her point and wanted to help, but I’d already given her all the divine power I had.
It didn’t make sense for her to ask something she knew I couldn’t do.

["True. Normally, it would be impossible. That is, if the fragments in you weren’t already altered."]
["…What?!"]
["Haven’t you noticed? The fragments you collected—they’ve already started to change."]

Shocked, I focused my senses on there.

Instead of a soft, cushiony feeling, I sensed the divine fragments temporarily stored within me. Amidst their ominous red hue, faint streaks of starlight shimmered, mingling with the rest.

The foreign gods’ malevolent divine power was slowly transforming into the nature of Lady Mir’s benevolent constellation.

["What the…?"]
["It’s thanks to your emotions. By sharing love and happiness with the women in your life, the fragments within you have naturally begun to align with your feelings."]
["…So, you’re telling me… I purified them by having sex?"]
["Exactly. The joy of creating life is the antithesis of the foreign gods’ essence, which is to destroy it."]
[…….]

‘This damn eroge universe…!’

Just when things had settled down, it throws me another curveball.

Seriously, purification through intimacy? Unbelievable.

["But here’s the thing. With only your original three wives, it would’ve taken far too long."]
["Wait, that bad?"]
["Of course. Look at that poor girl over there, half-dead from spending three days helping you purify divine power."]
[…….]
["And forcing them to overexert themselves would only make you unhappy. So, you needed more women."]

Lady Mir continued, her divine voice echoing in my head.
At that moment, everything clicked.

["So you mean…"]
["Yes. I orchestrated events to guide you toward opening your heart to more women, so that those around you—and you yourself—could find happiness."]

She lowered her head in apology.
While she hadn’t directly controlled my free will, she admitted to manipulating the situation, and for that, she was genuinely remorseful.

I couldn’t blame her.

["It’s fine. In fact, I should thank you. Thanks to you, everyone’s happy now."]
["…Really?"]
["Yes. Leave the purification to me. I owe you for everything you’ve done."]

No matter how much she had influenced events or used me, it didn’t matter.

If not for Lady Mir, I probably would’ve clung to my love for my original three wives, dismissing the other four and leaving them heartbroken.

And with just three wives?
They wouldn’t have been able to keep up with me.
Knowing their personalities, they’d have pushed themselves to their limits, possibly collapsing from exhaustion.

This truly was the best outcome.

["And above all, how could I be angry at someone who’s so honest about her intentions? You could’ve just used me quietly, but instead, you apologized."]
["Yujin, you…"]

Lady Mir lifted her head, her horns passing ethereally through my body. Our gazes met.

Her eyes held a flicker of disbelief.

["To hear that from you of all people… it’s a bit surprising."]
["What do you mean?"]
["Nothing. You’re such a virtuous apostle, that’s all."]

She smiled, her earlier astonishment fading into warmth.

["In any case… I’ll be counting on you ‘for a long, long time.’"]
["Leave it to me. If nothing else, I’m the ‘breeding guy,’ right? I’ll diligently purify divine power every day."]
["Hehe. Thank you."]

Lady Mir hopped off my lap.
For some reason, her horns seemed slightly longer than before.

‘Wait… did she just… recharge herself somehow?’

["Anyway, any more questions?"]
["Questions? Uh… just one, actually."]

A sudden unease gripped me as I looked around at my seven wives, perfectly balanced as three wives and four concubines.

["This isn’t going to grow any further… right?"]
[…….]
["Lady Mir?"]
["Hmm… who can say?"]
["Wait, what? What kind of answer is that? Don’t tell me it’s going to grow again!"]
["Must you know everything about your future? I wouldn’t want to take the fun out of your life."]
["This is a major issue!"]

Three wives and four concubines were manageable.

But adding another?
What, am I running some kind of exclusive restaurant?

I protested with everything I had, but Lady Mir simply smiled knowingly.

["Don’t worry. We won’t interfere in your future any further."]
["…Really?"]
["Yes. Even that adorable child was someone you connected with on your own, without our interference."]
["…Phew. In that case, that’s fine."]

Reassured, I finally relaxed.

There was no one else around me who might join. Well, aside from the Chairwoman, who was more of a constant annoyance.

In other words, the harem was complete.

"Ahem. Ladies… thank you. I love you."

I bowed deeply, pouring my heart into the gesture toward the seven women who had waited patiently for me.

"Let’s… take care of each other moving forward."
"Pfft. You’d better be ready. We’ll be putting you to work every night."
"We’ve already decided the rotation. Two at a time, in combinations I personally enjoy. You’ll never get bored!"
"Tomorrow, it’s me and Big Sis. Plus Dad. Hehe."
"Ahem. There’s a thing called ‘oyakodon,’ and apparently, the student really likes it…."
"I’ll be with Sibylla, but whatever. Dad loves me most anyway, so it’s fine, right?"
"Threesomes are new for me, but if Yujin likes them, I’ll do my best."
"I’m taking a break, Yujin… I overdid it for three days. But make sure you pamper me next time♡."

"…Right. I’ll do my best."

This time, I wouldn’t waste my life being lazy like in the first regression.

I’d work hard to be worthy of their love—to deserve the happiness they gave me.

"Let’s love each other and live happily ever after, together."

[The Hypnosis Breeder in His Second Life Doesn’t Hold Back – Part 2: END]