I seemed to hear a murmuring sound. A sound like tangled threads all bundled together. Voices, music, footsteps—all combined at once into an indistinguishable murmur.
‘No….’
I thought vaguely. Without even knowing what wasn’t allowed, I vaguely thought it wasn’t. Through my murky consciousness as if submerged in water, I barely became aware that I was lying down in a suspicious club. But I couldn’t tell what state I was in or how long I’d been unconscious.
‘Move….’
I didn’t know what drug Ruben had given me, but I could at least guess it wasn’t legal. At minimum, there was an unpleasant sensation boiling in my brain that couldn’t be explained by intoxication alone. What I could feel were my toes that could only move with all my strength, the cold sweat running down my spine, and…….
‘…This is insane.’
I felt my genitals hardening. I could tell it wasn’t from my sexual desire, but a reaction caused by artificial chemical action. So Ruben had fed me this drug anticipating rejection? Why on earth? For what purpose? A sound pierced through my mind floundering in confusion.
“Hi, baby. It’s been a while.”
“…Hmph.”
It was a voice right next to me. It was a woman’s voice. Even through my clouded mind, her voice was clearly audible.
“Is that your companion beside you? A friend?”
“No.”
“Don’t joke around.”
“……”
“…You’re serious? Your taste… changed to something really extreme?”
I heard the woman laugh. I wanted to open my eyes. I wanted to open my eyes and properly grasp what this situation was. The two sounded quite intimate. I hoped they weren’t intimate in another way, that they were just acquaintances or friends, but….
“We don’t need words, do we, Ruben? You called me to do it.”
At those words, my heart, which had been frozen as if it wouldn’t move, started beating. Even though they were just words, my heart was as painful as if it had taken a physical blow.
‘Move, please…!’
When I struggled desperately, it seemed like strength was gradually entering my body. I had to lift my head somehow. I had to somehow let them know I was awake. I was struggling desperately with that single thought when it happened.
“I’m not having sex.”
“What? Why?”
“Am I a homo? Fuck, make it with a woman!”
Ruben shouted angrily. At that intense reaction, I remembered the suggestion I had given Ruben. On the day Ruben called a prostitute, I had hypnotized him so that such a thing would never happen again.
“…Ruben…. You’re an omega, you know… An omega having sex with a woman is more like being a homo… You understand now, right?”
I had definitely said that then. With Ruben’s pathetic mental state, even without repeating the suggestion, that phrase would have been engraved deep in his heart.
Or perhaps, because he’d only had sex with men for several months, having sex with men had come to feel normal.
But at Ruben’s firmness, the woman seemed displeased.
“Are you crazy?”
“Watch your mouth.”
“No, no. Not crazy—you’ve finally become normal. You were always a crazy bitch, right? You were going to do the same thing to your poor boyfriend next to you as you did to your previous girlfriends, weren’t you?”
I heard the woman’s refreshing laughter. Whether the drug’s effects were fading or my resistance was finally bearing fruit, I could barely open my eyes a little. With my half-opened vision, I saw Ruben and the woman. A beautiful woman in a dark-colored dress that accentuated her figure with chestnut-brown curly hair was sitting closely attached to Ruben.
“That’s your hobby, isn’t it. Bringing your girlfriend here and showing her you’re touching another woman.”
“……”
“In your own way, if she doesn’t leave even after seeing you sleep with another woman, it means she truly loves you, right? You even made them take drugs to make them watch. Weren’t you going to pull that shit this time too?”
“……”
To think Ruben had been doing such things. Anger preceded bewilderment. Even as my body wouldn’t move properly, seeing Ruben and that woman attached made my breathing quicken.
That sweet time today, that moment when he smiled at me—it had all been created to bring me here. Ruben had planned this entire day to bring me to this club. To bring me here, show me him cheating, test how I would act—he had tried to have sex with someone other than me.
My hands moved little by little. My heart pounded as if it would burst. I looked at the beautiful woman next to Ruben, the gentle curves forming her body and her delicate-looking shoulders. Ruben would have kissed her, groped her skin, become one with her. Not just once or twice. They must have repeated such contact countless times.
And Ruben, even while telling me he loved me, even while saying I was special, had tried to do such a thing again. He had tried to do to me exactly the same thing he’d done to other women.
My efforts were useless. The correct answers I’d given were useless.
The trust I thought I’d built up would ultimately just be tested again in the worst way.
‘Please, tell me it’s not true, tell me just this once it’s not…!’
Despite my desperate prayer, Ruben’s answer was cold.
“…Right. I was going to do that.”
“Right? Then let’s do it. If you hadn’t called me, I’d be eating caviar at the Mandarin Oriental right now. So my time isn’t wasted….”
“…Still, fuck…. I can’t have sex with a woman.”
“Hey!”
This was not good. Dangerous. I had hypnotized Ruben not to have sex with women while simultaneously hypnotizing him to see me as his lover. But from Ruben’s perspective, a ‘male lover’ couldn’t exist, so he was maintaining a precarious state of seeing me as a woman while having sex with me.
But what was in front of Ruben now was a woman demanding sex who wasn’t his lover. If Ruben faced sex with a woman directly, if he thought properly about it, there was a possibility the suggestion could break.
As I had worried, though I could only see his back, I saw Ruben’s shoulders stiffen. He remained frozen in that state and turned his head toward me. Through my blurred vision, I saw his face. Ruben’s face, which had seemed expressionless, gradually changed while meeting my gaze. From eyes that seemed to examine closely to a dubious expression, from a dubious expression to bewilderment.
“…Hey, Bella.”
“I said we don’t need words? Let’s just have sex?”
“…Do you… what does that person lying there… look like to you?”
I saw Ruben pointing at me. The woman’s expression crumpled.
“Your lover, you said.”
“…No, no…. That’s not it, that’s not it!”
Ruben’s voice rose. His voice began to tremble. He roughly grabbed the woman’s shoulder.
“Th-th-that’s, that’s my lover. It is my lover, fuck! But, but,”
“You crazy bastard, I’m warning you. Get your hands off me.”
“But why, why, why, does that, does that look like a man to me?!”
“Why does it look like a man, you….”
Move, please move! I can manipulate people’s bodies and minds with just my words. But my own body—I’d only drunk one glass of alcohol with drugs in it, yet it wouldn’t listen to me this much.
“That’s a man!”
“…What…?”
“No matter how you look at it, it’s a man! A man who looks like he’d be taller than you and have a bigger dick, fuck!”
“…Wh-what…?”
With those words, I succeeded in shaking off the heavy sensation that seemed to press down on my body. I raised my body from the seat where I’d been lying. My body was drenched in sweat. Like I’d been suffering from sleep paralysis, my body ached all over as if it would shatter. But such things didn’t matter. The only thing important to me was Ruben.
“…R-Ruben,”
Ruben looked at me with wavering eyes. Even in the dark club, his golden eyes were vivid as if sparkling. The bewilderment and shock reflected in those clear eyes made the air heavy.
“I-it’s okay. Look into my eyes….”
It was okay if the suggestion broke. I just had to hypnotize him again. Just a little, just a moment of time was all I needed. I raised my body, heavy as a thousand pounds, toward Ruben. It was just a slight deviation. This time, if I properly hypnotize him….
“Urk,”
Ruben covered his mouth. He hurriedly turned his head away from me and raised his body from the sofa.
“Bwaaaaargh!”
But before he could properly stand up, he began retching on the floor. The woman called Bella screamed softly and moved away from him.
“R-Ruben….”
“Kgh, khk, urk, uurk…!”
Tears welled up in Ruben’s eyes. Even in the darkness, I could tell his face had turned bright red. It’s okay. It’s just a small error. I can fix it again. I just need to fix it again…. I was thinking that as I approached him.
“Don’t, kgh, don’t touch me!”
Ruben’s shrill voice echoed through the room. He suddenly raised his head and faced me. Eyes wide open and bloodshot. A gaze where I could feel unimaginably intense rage. The moment I saw those eyes, I knew.
“…You’ve found out everything…?”
“Fuck, fu-fuck, don’t touch me, you, you, disgusting homo bastard, get away from me, get away, get away!”
Ruben’s scream pierced through the music and echoed in the room. Ruben began sobbing while tearing at his hair. He gripped his hair with both hands and burst into tears, violently shaking his body as if he would bang his head on the table. It was closer to a shriek than crying.
“Aaaah, aaaaaah!”
