The Man with Hypnotic Powers Doesn't Hold Back the Second Time Around-Chapter 238

The Saintess Shia Brought Along

The words she said to me as I wallowed in despair?

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"I don’t have that kind of taste!"

...Seriously, what kind of person does she take me for?

No matter how perverse someone might think I am, there’s no way I’d be feeling that kind of urge in a situation like this. Especially not with her.

Her sudden, outrageous comment made me raise my voice in protest.

[Heh. That suits you better.]

"...Ah."

But only for a moment.

Her kind, gentle smile brought me back to my senses.

She must’ve said it to jolt me out of my despair. A jab at my psyche to snap me awake. And, to be fair, it worked.

‘Right, there’s no way she actually thinks I’m that kind of person. Not in a situation like this....’

Whisper, whisper."Big sis, what are you doing with Dad's... uh, thing?"

"W-we’re talking about the stuff we put on our faces..."

"Don’t teach him weird things right now!"

"...?"

Despite the strange gazes I was now receiving, the important thing was that I had finally regained my composure.

Caught up in the dirty talk of the final boss, I’d nearly lost all reason.

“Everyone, could you step back for a moment?”

“Disciple? Why all of a sudden...?”

“I think I need to have a one-on-one conversation with the Saintess.”

I began ushering my companions away. The conversation we were about to have wasn’t something they could easily handle. The subject matter itself went against the “laws” of this world—it was unavoidable.

“...You’re not planning something strange, are you?”

“Master?”

“It’s just... Disciple, the way you spoke earlier, it sounded like you were planning to leave us forever. That’s why I’m worried.”

“That’s right! You’re not going to do something reckless and leave us behind, are you? Right?!”

Of course, I had been teetering on the brink of openly signaling my intent to die earlier. So their reluctance to leave me alone was understandable.

‘...For the next ten minutes, I’m confident they’ll trust whatever I say—even Kkong, if she were a woman.’

“Don’t worry too much, everyone.”

With a small click, I activated my hypnosis.

It didn’t take much effort to manipulate souls of this level, even without divine power.

“Well, if that’s the case...”

“Take care, Dad~.”

Bow.“....”

‘Haru, you’re so polite... you’ve grown up so well.’

The sight of Haru bowing deeply made my eyes well up with tears.

It made me want to gather everyone in my arms and shower them with affection.

But I held myself back and turned to follow the Saintess, who was already on her way somewhere.

She led me to the smoldering remains of the final boss.

Tap, tap.“...Hello again, Greed.”

“Charity...!!!”

The otherworldly being’s eyes burned with fury as it growled through clenched teeth, its hatred for the Saintess evident.

Neither she nor I paid it any mind.

“Be silent.”

Boom.“...Kgh.”

“Heh. So, how much did it tell you already? What’s been revealed?”

“You brought me to this world, rewound time, and set me up to fight that thing. That about sums it up.”

“Pretty much everything, huh. I wasn’t sure how to explain it all to you, but that saves me some effort.”

The Saintess plopped onto the ground and patted the space in front of her, signaling for me to sit.

Without a word, I complied, though I couldn’t help but notice how her pale thighs were fully exposed.

‘In her mortal days, no matter how much you tried, you’d never see this much. Guess that’s one perk of becoming a celestial.’

“What are you staring at?”

“Nothing. Please, go ahead and explain your master plan.”

“...Very well. I’ll tell you. That spider probably wants to hear this too.”

Tearing my gaze away from her thighs, I shifted my attention to the final boss.

The Saintess began to speak in her serene, compassionate voice.

“To start, I’ve only been a celestial for a few decades. Compared to that spider over there, Greed, I’m nothing more than an infant.”

She began with some background.

The Saintess, as it turned out, was a relative newcomer among the celestials.

Unlike the dopamine-soaked monstrosity in front of us, who’d lived for tens of thousands of years, she was just starting out.

“I was the perfect prey for it. Easy to overpower and steal divinity from, like snapping a child’s wrist.”

That was why Greed had targeted her, launching schemes in this dimension to siphon her divine power—a force she’d spent millennia as a transcendent being to cultivate.

“It was a relentless, insidious attack, one I wouldn’t have noticed until I was already being devoured. But perhaps because my celestial name is Charity, the laws of this world revealed a vision to me. A future where the star I love—its children—would be destroyed.”

Luckily, she’d sensed the danger in advance. In a panic, she scrambled to prepare.

“Even so, I couldn’t handle it alone. No matter how much I struggled, the end was always the same—this star was doomed to fall.”

“And so, I wandered through the Sea of Stars, desperate to find a way to protect my star, my children.”

Eventually, she sought help.

She reached out across the cosmos.

She connected with someone—a celestial known for creating the “Status Window” system and distributing it among newly awakened celestials.

A figure who had once repelled the apostles of otherworldly beings.

“They refused to intervene directly, saying it would defy the laws. But they shared their experiences with me, including the idea of summoning a hero through something called a ‘game.’”

Mutter.“It reminded me of my father... I felt a little nostalgic.”

“...What?”

“Ah, nothing. Forget I said anything.”

For a brief moment, her eyes carried a trace of sadness, but she quickly moved on.

“Well, in any case, that celestial was quite generous. They even helped me contact a transcendent being on their star.”

“Oh, that one...”

“Yes, though that being was... unique. They married a young boy they’d birthed themselves and made him their husband.”

“....”

‘A transcendent, incestuous shota-con...?’

The noble image I’d had of that transcendent was shattered, but I set that aside and looked back at the Saintess.

The background was enough. It was time for her to address my role.

Seeming to understand my unspoken demand, the Saintess continued.

“Yes, so I learned how to create these ‘games’ from that celestial’s apostle and began spreading them throughout the universe.”

“...?”

Wait, she was the one who made it? That hypnosis-filled adult game?

‘Isn’t this... illegal?’

“Well, I couldn’t make them as well as they did. Most of them relied on hypnosis, showing people what they desired most.”

“...Ah.”

So, I was the pervert all along.

The realization left me speechless.

The fact that it wasn’t even an adult game, but a cheap trick, only added to my disbelief.

“Ahem. Anyway, while traveling through the universe with these games, I found you. A child who wasn’t swayed by any temptation.”

Soft gaze.“I can’t tell you how overjoyed I was to meet you.”

Her eyes brimmed with affection and warmth.

She had no idea what I’d been thinking.

For the first time in a while, I felt like complete trash.

“So, it’s like this, right? You, Saintess, couldn’t defeat that thing yourself. So you gave me your divinity to fight it in your place.”

I spoke my thoughts to mask the awkwardness.

The Saintess couldn’t match Greed alone.

Her only option was to create a Sanctuary—a divine realm—to counter it.

But to do so, she needed someone else to wield her power. Someone incorruptible.

And in the end...

“———You want me to return the divinity and die after my role is done.”

A disposable sacrifice.

It was obvious.

The only way to draw Greed into the Sanctuary was to ambush it with an instant divine deployment.

‘And this method... will doom the world.’

The problem was that this would obliterate all the souls on the star, unable to withstand the Sanctuary’s might.

The only way to avoid that fate was...

“To die myself.”

“...You figured it out without me telling you.”

The Saintess closed her eyes tightly, guilt etched across her face.

“Yes. I brought you to this star against your will and forced you to fight in my stead. I even designed everything so you’d have to return the divinity and die in the end.”

Her voice trembled as she confessed.

"You are, in essence, the mastermind behind everything that has happened to me."

The Saintess lowered her head deeply, as if unable to meet my gaze. She looked utterly ashamed, a stark contrast to her usual serene demeanor.

Even the final boss, lying incapacitated and barely able to muster a word, found the energy to chime in.

"Heh... See? She's the real trash here."

"Why don’t you shut up for once?"

Whack!"Kreeek—!"

With a single flick to its forehead, I silenced the dopamine-drenched wretch.

I turned back to the Saintess, who seemed braced for an outburst from me.

"Well, it is what it is."

"...What?"

"I mean, you just wanted to save my wives, right? I get it. Makes perfect sense."

To her surprise, I didn’t lash out. In fact, I wasn’t angry. Not even a little.

"You took me out of my peaceful life."

"Thanks to that, I went from being a useless loser to an alpha male with three wives."

"You sent me back in time."

"The first run was hopeless anyway. It’s not like I could’ve made it without rewinding, right? What choice did you have?"

"..."

The Saintess pressed her lips together, seemingly struggling to say something.

But I didn’t need to hear it. Her feelings—her guilt, her gratitude—were crystal clear. They were conveyed through the divinity she had built up and passed on to me.

And, more importantly, there were other matters that demanded attention.

"Anyway, dying is unavoidable, but there’s a problem."

"..."

"How exactly am I supposed to die? No matter how hard I try, I can’t seem to do it."

The real issue wasn’t that I had to die.

It was that I couldn’t bring myself to do it.

The mere thought of losing the divinity terrified me.

It wasn’t just like feeling insects crawling inside your ears—it was a cosmic, overwhelming dread.

And the idea of leaving my wives forever... That was even worse.

So I turned my gaze to the Saintess, serious and direct.

I needed to know. How do I die?

The Saintess, who had kept her eyes closed this whole time, slowly opened them.

"...There’s one thing I haven’t told you yet."

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"Huh? What’s that?"

"Our remaining contract. The vow I made with divinity when I sent you back in time."

"...?"

The single sealed memory I still had.

Unlike my vivid recollections of my wives, my memories from just before the regression were hazy.

The Saintess finally revealed it.

"You don’t have to die. All you need to do is become a celestial of the dimension you came from and live happily ever after with your wives."