After a lifetime as an overworked corporate drone, I decided my second chance at life in a fantasy world would be spent in peace and comfort.
Then came my fifteenth birthday.
The skill I received from the gods was... Brainwashing!?
“Alright, let’s brainwash some cute girls and build a harem!”
...Wait, no, no, no! If anyone finds out about this skill, I’m dead, aren’t I!?
And I can only brainwash one person at a time!?
Fine, if that’s the case, I’ve got no choice!
The first person I’ll brainwash... is myself!
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Why is the cover a shiba? Tho I’d happily befriend a shiba without brainwashing lol