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EP.257 Declaration of War from Europe (1) (Revised) 

“So Sora, what happened while we were gone?” 

Korea had changed in the short time I’d been away. 

There were people on the streets, but the atmosphere was so eerily silent it gave me chills. 

Their eyes were unfocused and vacant. 

No matter how much I called out, no one responded. 

This had to be the work of Europe the so-called Hypnosis Cult or whatever they were called. 

“Was it the Europeans?” 

“As expected of you, Jinwoo! You really know everything!” 

Sora was delighted that I’d guessed right. 

But really, there was no other explanation for this situation. 

More importantly, when was she going to explain the details? 

“Let’s head to the mansion first. It’s the only safe zone right now.” 

“Alright, let’s go.” 

It didn’t feel right to stand around chatting here anyway. 

I followed Sora, and a bunny girl greeted us at the mansion. 

“Jinwoo, it’s been a while. Thanks to you, I’ve been getting paid for doing nothing.” 

“Yuri.” 

My personal driver, Yuri. 

She was in a bunny girl outfit, but with some parts made of see-through vinyl, making it even more provocative. 

At least I wouldn’t have to walk. 

“Long time no see, Shin Yuri.” 

“Yes, Jeong Sahwa, it’s been a while for you too.” 

“I’ll explain the situation in detail as we drive.” 

Sora got in the front seat and buckled up. 

It made sense for her to sit up front, but with her wedged between the big-breasted Jeong Sahwa and Mari, 

the pressure was no joke. 

Not that it was bad just a little suffocating. 

Once we started driving, Sora sighed and began her explanation. 

“The current European director candidate is sending out indiscriminate hypnosis.” 

“I knew it.” 

“This is an outlying area, so the effects are still minor, but it’ll spread as time goes on.” 

This was only the beginning? 

Everyone already seemed out of it. 

Just then, I saw a woman in the distance her outfit shimmered, 

transforming into a dangerously high-leg leotard. 

As soon as her eyes changed, she raised her hand and slid it along her crotch. 

“M-my body… high…gre…” 

“Wow.” 

I’d made someone do that as a joke before, but I never thought I’d see it for real. 

The woman seemed to resist at first, but as it went on, 

it was clear things were getting dangerous. 

“Highgre! Highgre!” 

“Ohoook♡! I’m climaxing from the highgre pose♡!” 

Pshuut! Pshuut! 

Just from that pose, she really climaxed an ironic sight. 

But strangely, it was kind of hot. 

“The women you just saw are in the early stages what we call the groundwork phase.” 

“So they can climax just from doing the highgre pose?” 

“Exactly! You really get it, Jinwoo!” 

That’s right. 

The deeper we went, the more intense the madness became. 

By the time we reached the mansion, 

a Highgre Army was gathering to storm it. 

“Highgre♡! Highgre♡!” 

“For the cult leader! Highgre♡! Highgre♡!” 

The mansion was surrounded by the Highgre Army. 

How were we supposed to get inside? 

Just then, a familiar presence swept the army aside. 

“As long as my husband hasn’t arrived, no one will lay a finger on this mansion!” 

“Hnnngh♡!” 

“Eek♡! I’m climaxing even without the highgre pose♡!” 

Pshuut! Pshuut! 

A group fountain show from the Highgre Army. 

And as expected, Najjang was at the front gate, eyes blazing from using her special technique. 

“Najjang!” 

“Oh, husband! You’re finally back!” 

I moved Jeong Sahwa’s breasts aside and stuck my head out the window. 

Najjang greeted me with a smile. 

But then, as the Highgre Army recovered from their climax, 

Najjang clicked her tongue and prepared to use her technique again. 

“Najjang. Don’t. I’ll do it.” 

“Understood!” 

It was my first time targeting an area, 

but with the training I’d gotten from Najjang and Jeong Sahwa, I could do it if I focused. 

When I used my technique, 

the response was even more intense than Najjang’s juices spurted everywhere. 

“Hiiiiiit♥! Something’s coming♥! Something’s really coming♥!” 

“What is this♥! It’s better than highgre♥!” 

“Alright, the way’s clear. Yuri, let’s go!” 

“Yes! Accelerating at full speed!” 

As soon as the way was open, Yuri floored it. 

We finally arrived at the mansion. 

After being away so long, it felt comforting to be back. 

“Husband, I’m so glad you’re safe.” 

“Explain the situation. Sora gave me a summary, but I haven’t heard everything.” 

“Yes, understood. Let’s go to the strategy room.” 

Strategy room? 

Did we have one of those? 

I wondered, but it wasn’t important right now. 

Inside the mansion, there were many unfamiliar faces, as well as many I knew. 

“Ah…♥! Master’s here!” 

“What? Is that really the master?” 

“It’s true! We’re saved!” 

The onahole maids cheered as soon as they saw me. 

I waved at them and followed Najjang to the strategy room. 

Marilly was there, as well as Idaeun, another onahole master and former student council president. 

“You’re safe.” 

“Yes. I think it’s all thanks to you, master.” 

A surprise worship session? 

I ignored Idaeun’s comment and sat at what looked like the head seat. 

A screen dropped from the ceiling, the lights dimmed, and a video began. 

It looked like it was filmed in Korea, judging by the background. 

But  

 I am Lace. European director candidate and cult leader of the Hypnosis Cult! 

‘Why does this bastard look like me?’ 

There was an uncanny valley effect. 

A woman with a slightly feminine version of my face an androgynous look appeared on screen. 

She wore a dangerously high-leg swimsuit and a cape, 

looking sternly into the camera as if staring right at me. 

 I declare: Korea now belongs to me, Lace, and the Hypnosis Cult! 

“This is insane.” 

Coming all the way to Korea just to do highgre hypnosis… 

But the threat was real. 

It looked like we were holding out for now, 

but if left alone, it could spread even further. 

“Hm, Jinwoo. May I speak with you for a moment?” 

“What is it?” 

“That woman… I think she’s a clone made using your semen.” 

“A clone? Is that even possible?” 

Surely they’d need my DNA for that. 

Did the Erotic Administration really start from zero and get so advanced they could make clones? 

Jeong Sahwa just shrugged. 

“Remember the fortune teller you slept with? She’s actually Maria, an executive in the Erotic Administration.” 

“Huh? Me? I never did that.” 

Just then, another person named Jeong Maria, who’d been listening, denied it. 

I wasn’t suspicious of her anyway, 

and even if it were true, I’d just fuck her until she surrendered. 

She could relax. 

“But why is she a woman? I’m a man.” 

“Technological limitations. Even if they tried to make a male clone, for some reason it wouldn’t get hard or produce sperm. If that were possible, they would’ve replaced all the incel men with clones by now.” 

Makes sense. 

If they could, the world wouldn’t be in this mess. 

But my clone… 

So even if the gender’s different, that’s still me. 

Which means  

“If I fuck her, is it sex or masturbation?” 

“Only you would think of that first, Jinwoo.” 

It sounded sarcastic, but I ignored it. 

Now I needed to check how much damage we’d suffered. 

“Idaeun, what’s our current status?” 

“Still minimal, but one person’s been captured and is being held in the basement.” 

“Who?” 

“Baekjin. She’s resisting in the basement, but it’s only a matter of time.” 

Baekjin. 

The brown, muscular onahole I met at Onahole University. 

Her in a high-leg swimsuit… I’d like to see that. 

“Take me to her.” 

“Yes, this way.” 

I followed Idaeun down to the basement… and found Baekjin, wearing a thick collar, frozen in a highgre pose in her high-leg swimsuit. 

“You’re back, master… high…! Ugh! I can’t hold out much longer. Please take care of the others… gre…!” 

She was holding out better than most, 

but she was still moving a little, 

occasionally trying to shout “highgre.” 

At this rate, she’d end up just like everyone else outside. 

“Jinwoo! Good news! Come back up!” 

Just then, Jeong Sahwa came down to the basement. 

Good news? In this situation? 

Back in the strategy room, 

a woman in a high-leg swimsuit was there, 

but instead of doing the highgre pose, she was just playing with her nipples. 

“So you’ve come to your senses?” 

“Yes♥. After a powerful climax♥, I realized highgre was nothing♥.” 

She’d stopped doing the highgre pose and started nipple masturbation instead ironic, but at least she was back to normal. 

“But what snapped you out of it?” 

“She was one of the ones affected when you used your special technique earlier, Jinwoo.” 

“Hm?” 

“She’s the only one we called, but there are reports others have recovered too.” 

That’s odd. 

Najjang had used her technique several times to protect the mansion, 

so why did it only work when I used it? 

Is it just a gender difference? Or something else? 

I don’t know. 

But at least I seem to have the cure. 

Baekjin was in danger, so it was a good time to test it. 

I went back to the basement and met her eyes as she sweated and struggled. 

She could barely speak, her mouth shut tight, 

arms trembling, ready to do the highgre pose at any moment. 

Hoping it would work, I used my technique. 

“Unhoook♥!” 

Pshuuuut! Pshuut! 

Baekjin opened her mouth and moaned, 

then collapsed backward, trembling in climax. 

She sat up and looked at her body. 

“Oh, it’s finally over! Thank you. Only you could do it, master.” 

“Glad you’re back.” 

Then a wave of intense headache hit me. 

I staggered, but Jeong Sahwa caught me. 

“Are you alright, Jinwoo?” 

“I guess I overdid it.” 

Even before coming to the mansion, my head had started hurting. 

Using my technique on Baekjin must have pushed me past my limit. 

How was I supposed to save everyone outside like this? 

“Let’s rest for now. It’s not good to push yourself.” 

Jeong Sahwa picked me up princess-style. 

With her breasts pressing down on me, I could barely breathe. 

“Just lie down and rest. You only just got back from China.” 

“Is there any way to check what’s going on outside?” 

She sighed, then pulled a tablet from her cleavage. 

It showed a drone’s-eye view of the city. 

The streets were full of people in high-leg outfits, 

all obsessed with the highgre pose, 

not even noticing the drone. 

“They really treat men like nothing here.” 

“I agree.” 

It wasn’t just being ignored  

men were literally harnessed like horses, 

pulling huge carriages. 

On top of the carriages, women in high-leg outfits struck highgre poses. 

“Let’s see if there’s any other way.” 

I summoned a clone and sent it into the Highgre Army. 

The clone picked out a suitable woman and started fucking her with a big cock. 

 Ohooot♥! Highgre sex♥! Highgre♥! Highgret♥! 

“…It just got worse.” 

I thought maybe pleasure could override the hypnosis, 

but instead, they enjoyed highgre even more with my cock, 

falling deeper under the spell. 

So highgre climax is… 

“A highgre climax is a mental climax. When you add a physical climax, it gets even stronger. But my technique is a mental climax, so it pushes out the highgre hypnosis.” 

“That seems to be the case.” 

So mass-clone tactics were out. 

Right now, my technique is the only solution. 

But as I’d just seen, using it on a lot of people is a huge strain. 

There were hundreds of people outside. 

If I tried to use it on all of them, I’d die first. 

“So, Mare. Any word from Dr. Mare?” 

“I did reach her. She’s holding out in the Erotic Administration’s lab, but it doesn’t sound like she can last much longer. She’s also looking for a solution.” 

Small blessings at least Dr. Mare was safe, 

and she was working on a solution. 

But there’s no telling how long she can hold out. 

Should I just wait for her, 

or take a team and rescue her? 

Either way, it would be tough. 

“If we bring Dr. Mare here, will it disrupt her research?” 

“No. There’s a lab in the mansion, and the equipment is just as good.” 

My house has a lab? 

It’s so big, I keep learning new things. 

But if that’s the case, there’s no reason to hesitate. 

“Call Yuri and Najjang. We’re going to rescue Dr. Mare right now.” 

“But your body…!” 

“That’s why I want Najjang along. As long as we just rescue Dr. Mare, it’ll be fine. Unless Najjang isn’t doing well either?” 

She hesitated, then slumped her shoulders. 

“No, she’s still guarding the front gate. I’ll call her in.” 

She took out her phone and called. 

Crash! 

Suddenly, the window shattered and Najjang, in a black kimono, leapt in. 

Why the window when the door works just fine? 

“You called, husband.” 

“Yeah, how much more can you use your technique?” 

“For you, husband, I can use it as much as needed.” 

But she couldn’t hide the sweat on her brow she was clearly exhausted. 

“We leave tomorrow. Until then, Najjang and I will rest, and everyone else will guard the mansion.” 

“Understood.” 

“If that’s what you wish, I’ll gladly obey.” 

Najjang immediately flopped onto the bed. 

She must have been really tired. 

I waved to Jeong Sahwa and went to bed to rest up for tomorrow.