CHAPTER 46: [18+] MINDFUCK

The pain was so intense that Hermes couldn’t say anything. Tears just threatened to fall from his eyes as he whimpered like a kicked puppy.

"Oh, darling... I apologize." Eirwyn still sounded chipper, as if he didn’t know the gravity of the situation. "I got carried away. Here, let me fix that for you..."

He touched Hermes’ collarbone that was turning dark blue from internal bleeding and used Rewind. The golden clock turned backwards once again and his bones were mended.

Eirwyn pressed a tiny kiss on his newly healed clavicle. "All better, darling?"

"Y-Yes..."

Hermes does not really know what to feel. On one hand, getting tended by Eirwyn always felt nice. But at the same time...

Having him be the cause of the pain in the first place made him feel a strange twist in his stomach.

Like... a fight or flight response.

But fighting or fleeing wasn’t the only response one can have when it comes to danger.

There was also freezing and...

Fawning.

"Should we continue? If you don’t want to anymore, that’s ok." Eirwyn caressed his cheek. "I’m really sorry, darling. It won’t happen again."

Hermes couldn’t reject Eirwyn especially when he’s speaking so gently like that. He sounded truly sorry for what he had done too. So maybe it was just an accident.

"Ok... Let’s keep going if you want."

Eirwyn kissed his lips. "Good boy. I knew you would understand."

He continued using his feet to rub Hermes’ cock, but it was less painful this time. This time, it actually felt nice.

Hermes found the tension in his body easing up.

"Mmmm... Eirwyn..."

Eirwyn continued stroking his hair, his face, and giving him light kisses and praises. Hermes felt like he could get addicted to it....

And eventually he got closer to climaxing.

"Eirwyn... I’m close..."

"Yes, darling... Go ahead." He slipped his tongue between Hermes’ lips.

Hermes could feel his mind turning to paste again. "Mmngh... I like it when you call me that..."

"Of course you do, dear. You’re all...."

Hermes couldn’t hear what his last sentence was because the pounding in his head from his approaching climax was so loud.

"What?" He groggily asked.

"Nothing, love."

Eirwyn just put more pressure on his footjob and quickened his pace. Soon, Hermes’ essence came shooting out like a fountain.

Hermes wished he could see Eirwyn at that moment. But the darkness does add a certain thrill to it, as he does not know what this lovely HR manager would be doing next.

"Ah... It’s all over you..."

He could feel Eirwyn’s scalding tongue tracing his chest and abdomen... Catching all his love juice and swallowing it...

Then he felt that tongue move to his tip... And then to his balls.

"Nghh... E-Eirwyn... Not there..."

Eirwyn squeezed them hard as if they were stress balls. "Ah, they’re so big and squishy. And still so full... There has to be a lot more of that powerful elixir inside them, right?"

"W-What...?" Hermes’ mind was so foggy that he couldn’t even register what was happening anymore.

Then, he felt something like glass wrapping around his tip.

"I’m really no good at bedroom activities." Eirwyn said. "But I want more of your cum so... You wouldn’t mind if I used a tool, right?"

He whispered. "I promise it will feel good too..."

Hermes’ eyes widened underneath the blindfold as he felt as if his cock was being vacuumed. The suction was so strong that he could feel it trying to drain everything from that tiny hole in his penis...

"No! Ahhhhhhh! Stop!!!!"

He passed out.

***

When Hermes woke up, he was back in the Sixth Department.

He seemed to have been sleeping in his old office desk. He looked around, and found the same arrogant and detestable co-workers from before.

"Was... Was it all a dream?"

"What dream?"

He jolted when he heard that familiar voice. It was Ymir, who was standing next to him with that same frigid expression under his blue aviators.

"You have the time to dream when your RAM test is coming soon? Get up." Ymir told him.

Hermes blinked. "Wait... What? Why am I back here?"

Ymir frowned. "Why are you asking me? You’re the one who begged to be back here."

What?

That can’t be true. Even though he understood Ymir better now, there’s no way he would ask to be back to the Sixth Department when he’s doing so well at the Ninth Department.

"I don’t remember asking that..."

Ymir tilted his head. "What, did you knock your head too hard after our training battle and got amnesia? You asked me to take you back because you can’t stand being around Somner anymore."

"What? Why would I say that..."

He went to check his phone. The date was...

9 days past what it should be.

"No, that can’t be... It should be Monday today. I got back from my day off, defeated the villainess and... and then..."

Then what?

He couldn’t recall anymore. All he could recall was talking to Somner about what he had done, then Eirwyn thanked him...

Right, Eirwyn!

If he had an injury, Eirwyn should be able to heal him, right?

But could he heal something like memory loss?

Can Rewind bring back the nine days that he had lost? And what exactly happened during those nine days?

He rushed immediately to the HR office.

Ymir called out. "Hey, you still have to pass your reports at 5! Ugh... This freeloader. I even gave you a pay raise."

Hermes rushed to Eirwyn’s office, but he wasn’t there. Instead, there was a woman with red hair, possibly his secretary.

"Uh, can I ask where Mr. Curacio is?" Hermes said.

She tilted her head. "He’s most likely in the Haven City Jail as always. Do you need anything?"

"The city jail?" Hermes frowned. "What would he be doing there?"

She shrugged. "Perhaps he’s visiting the inmates that are part of the rehabilitation program. He often does that back when he wasn’t cursed yet. Now that he was cured, he is probably back to it and checking on the villainess that cursed him in the first place."

Hermes couldn’t believe all the information he was hearing. "Wait... Trivia is back in jail? Since when?"

"Since last Monday. Mr. Curacio managed to defeat her and take her back to prison where she belongs." The secretary said.

Eirwyn defeated Trivia last Monday... And his last memory was last Monday...

This could not have been a coincidence.