Bang!!!!
With a loud crash, something broke with a crunching sound. This flimsy studio apartment naturally has a flimsy door too. Along with that, the sound of several people’s boots was heard. I always take off my shoes when I enter the house… though of course there’s no reason for the Boss to follow my small house rule.
“Elbeeeek!!! Come out right now!!!!”
I’m hiding in the closet. Getting caught would be a matter of time, but I held my breath quietly and hid. Even when death is near, wanting to live even a little longer is human instinct.
‘I should have bought that train ticket after all……’
I squeezed my eyes shut, regretting the time I wasted following the strange directives of that strange book.
“Boss, he seems to have already left. Maybe he left right after contacting that bitch….”
“They might have… left together too. It’s suspicious that he let her rest in the first place. Weren’t the two of them… in cahoots…?”
“……Fuck!”
Unfortunately, I’m not particularly interested in women. Not knowing that, along with the voices of men carefully offering advice, Ruben shouted.
“You. Go to the train station. And you. Go to the port.”
“Yes, Boss!”
“That bastard, with a body big as a pig, he’ll stand out so everyone will remember his appearance. I’ll make an example of him. Bring him back. Don’t come back until you catch him. If you come back before catching him, I’ll pluck off that fucking head piece by piece and put it in the oven to roast. Got it? Bring him back… I said bring him back… no matter what….”
The Boss poured out words filled with anger, then paused for a moment. Through the small gap in the closet, I could see him press his hand to his forehead and sweep back his brilliant blond hair. A crooked smile hung on his face flushed with anger.
“No matter what… absolutely!!!!!!!”
When he let out a shout resembling a thunderous scream, the Boss’s subordinates immediately rushed out of the room. As expected of the Boss. That battle cry alone felt like it could bring down this apartment.
“Haah…. Haah….”
Once all the subordinates left, the Boss couldn’t control his anger and walked around my room breathing heavily. Unable to contain his fury, his footsteps were particularly loud. But he soon stopped walking and began doing something else.
“Elbeeeeeek!!!”
Shouting, he kicked the nightstand beside the bed and sent it flying. But he didn’t stop there. The Boss kicked over a chair, picked up the gas stove and threw it out the window. And he didn’t stop at that. The Boss knocked down all the spice containers on the small shelf, breaking them, and walked toward the bed.
“……?”
Then he stopped for a moment and bent down as if looking at something carefully.
‘Ah… oh no….’
“Ugh… ugh… uwaaaaaaaah!!!! This…. This…. This fucking bastaaaaard!!!”
The Boss screamed and took off his right shoe. Then, screaming with fury up to his chin, he threw the shoe out the window.
‘You get it? These are shoes custom-made in Florence, made from real saffiano leather!’
‘Y-yes….’
‘Do you know how much these cost? They were made by a master among masters there, you know? How much do you think they were? Huh?’
At some point, I recalled when the Boss had stepped on one of his subordinate’s faces while talking to me. The face of my predecessor at the bar I now manage.
‘W-well… um, o-over five hundred pounds…?’
‘You moron!’
The Boss had a cheerful smile on his face as he kicked precisely at my predecessor’s dick. Squeeal! Screaming like a pig, he curled up like a shrimp and burst into tears.
‘Three thousand pounds!’
I remembered him smiling like an angel while trampling all over my predecessor’s body with those three-thousand-pound shoes. After it was all over, he said they were precious shoes and had his subordinates take one shoe each to carefully polish them….
‘He… stepped on it….’
He must have stepped on the semen I dropped on the floor. Because of that, fifteen hundred pounds just flew out my window. This isn’t the time for this, but a chuckle hung at the corner of my mouth.
‘M-my semen on the Boss’s foot….’
Having such useless thoughts made my penis start to stiffen again. I shouldn’t do this. Come to think of it, my father said Korea’s national anthem was good for calming erections, and he taught it to me….
‘East Sea’s waters and Mount Baekdu….’
While I recited Korea’s national anthem, Aegukga, in my mind, the Boss couldn’t control his anger and was throwing everything he could get his hands on out the window. The Boss was really, really strong. Even though it’s light for a single bed, he picked up my bed and threw it at the wall. His eyes, looking around for more things to throw, landed on my desk that also served as a dining table.
‘…Ah,’
On it was the bowl I’d placed there. The burning bowl. The Boss’s eyes narrowed as if puzzled looking at the bowl. In an instant, the Boss was in front of the table and carefully picked up the bowl. He brought it close to his face, sniffed it with a “hmph,” and immediately put it down.
“……Elbek,”
The Boss’s voice sank down. Deliberately fabricated gentleness. I knew that when the Boss spoke in such a soft voice, an iron hammer of fury would immediately fly. At that soft voice, in a tone as if speaking directly to me, I gulped.
“It’s not a scented candle…. Not incense either…. If he left a few hours ago……”
“……”
“Something like this…. couldn’t have been burning until now….”
‘If the hypnosis subject smells the hypnotic incense even once, the preparation for hypnosis is complete….’
I reviewed the book’s contents with my pounding heart. No, no, reviewing is strange. To raise even slightly my chances of survival, I should be thinking of what to beg the Boss for right now…!
“Youuuu….”
‘Next is…. it said it was simple…. Just, just one moment….’
“…You’re…. here, aren’t youuu…?”
The Boss looked around the room with bloodshot eyes, then fixed his gaze on the closet. He pulled up the corners of his mouth in a grin that split his face. And sweeping his forehead with one hand, slowly, very slowly, he walked toward me like a leopard approaching its prey….
“Huk…!”
Standing in front of the closet, the Boss immediately flung open the door with a bang and grabbed me by the collar. His very handsome face was white as porcelain from excessive anger. But his eyes were bloodshot, and that penetrating gaze fixed on my eyes.
‘M-make eye contact….’
“Elbeek…. You were hiding here like a rat?”
‘For ordinary people 10 seconds…. For talented people…. exactly 3 seconds….’
One.
“I-I’m sorry, Boss….”
Two.
“I don’t need any of that, you fucking bastard. Today, at last….”
Three.
“Today at last I’ll grind you up as pig feeed!!!”
‘After that, when I turn my gaze, if he turns along with me….’
My whole body trembled with fear, but I turned my eyes from the Boss to look left. Half-believing, I braced for the violence that would immediately come, but the Boss did nothing. When I glanced at the Boss, I saw him looking left.
‘What……?’
No way. I suddenly turned my gaze, so he turned out of curiosity. I looked right while trembling. No, it was too amazing. The Boss, who seemed about to explode at any moment, suddenly shut his mouth and looked right, following me.
‘……R-really…?’
The Boss was still huffing with fury, but took no further action. I looked left again. The Boss looked left the same way. And right again. The Boss turned those pretty eyes as if linked with me, wherever I turned my gaze.
This hypnosis uses the hypnotist’s eyes like a pendulum, and merely repeating it several times can achieve the goal of this chapter.
The goal of Chapter 1. The realm written to be attainable by those with minimal talent. That is….
‘Cataleptic state….’
Every time I turned my gaze left and right with a time lag, the Boss’s fierce expression gradually softened. I felt sweat forming on my back. It was no longer from fear. It came from the excitement of a new discovery, of finding new hope…!
“Ha… haha….”
How many times did I repeat it? I looked straight ahead. The Boss was also looking at me, but not exactly looking at ‘me.’ An expression of the Boss I’d never seen before. He had his mouth half open, blankly fixing his gaze on me.
The cataleptic state in this book is slightly different from the commonly spoken cataleptic state. While preserving all bodily functions and metabolism, it’s a state of hypnosis with almost no response to external stimuli.
“This…. is this really true….”
I waved my hand in front of the Boss, but he had no reaction. Trembling, I brought my hand to his face. I poked his white, clean cheek with my index finger….
You cannot give commands or make them think specific thoughts, but a human in a cataleptic state will continue to remain in that state for at least 3 hours, unless the practitioner sets a command to “wake up.”
“Cra…. zy….”
Even when I pinched his cheek and stretched it out, the Boss didn’t wake up. My body trembled. This was ecstasy. Huk, huuk…. I thought there was a strange sound, but it was my breathing. I fumbled around touching the Boss. His soft face. His well-shaped shoulders. His firm waist. And… the muscles I’d always wanted to touch….
“Huk, huuk…. B-Boss’s chest….”
I placed both hands on the Boss’s chest. The Boss’s chest…. was nicely swollen thanks to his muscles, yet…. s-s-soft….
“Bosssss!!!!”
Ah…. I wish the Boss hadn’t thrown away my bed…. I gathered the Boss’s chest—more pleasant than the bed—with both hands, buried my face in it, and lunged at him.
