Enchanted by the Power of the Evil Eye ~The Harem School Life Crafted by a Girl Falling Under My Hypnosis~ - Chapter 124: Sayaka, Sakuya, and Sometimes Ren

Chapter 124: Sayaka, Sakuya, and Sometimes Ren

(Ren-chan-sensei POV)

“Is Ren-sensei here?”

“Ah, Mamoru-sama! What’s up?!”

In the school staff room, during summer break, poor me, slaving away without a break, and my master… Mamoru-sama comes to see me!

“Your voice is too loud. What if someone hears?”

Mamoru-sama shoots me an irritated look… Yes! Got it!

“It’s fine, it’s fine, I’m the only one here. Geez, Mamoru-sama, such a worrywart!”

The staff room is empty except for us. The other teachers are at club activities, extra classes… or actually taking a break, which pisses me off…

Mamoru-sama stares down at me condescendingly… So wonderful…

(Why’s he here? To hold me? If I say that out loud, will he get mad…?)

“I’ll say it! Did you come to hold me? No club today, right?”

“Shut up…”

He’s mad… Teehee!

“Sayaka called me, but the clubroom’s locked, so I came to borrow the key.”

His cold voice… My pussy’s twitching… Should I jump him in the clubroom? If I say that, he’ll get mad again, right?

“I’ll say it! Can I jump you in the clubroom?”

“…”

Mamoru-sama glares silently… Tch, guess I’ll settle for this treat.

“Huh? Sayaka-sama’s probably in the library. She said she had committee work earlier.”

“Oh? Alright, I’ll check there.”

Mamoru-sama takes the clubroom key from me and stuffs it in his pocket.

“That’s all…?”

I use my sweetest voice… I’m lonely too…

“What else would there be?”

“Yeah, figures…”

Disappointing, so disappointing… I’m lonely…

“By the way, Ren, do you get any days off during summer break?”

“Huh? A few, I guess…?”

Mamoru-sama leans close to my ear, his scent… I’m gonna cum…

“I’ll come over then. Send me the dates. Keep your room tidy…”

With that, he quietly leaves the staff room.

My body trembles… My pussy’s twitching…

“Ahh! That sneak attack’s unfair, Mamoru-sama! I’m gonna cum!”

Haa… Gotta hit the bathroom…

*

(MC POV)

I heard a clatter from the staff room. Probably happened, but whatever…

“Gotta teach Ren a lesson someday… She’s getting risky…”

Sayaka-sama, huh… Yuna was chan… Oh well…

I enter the third-floor library and look around, but Sayaka’s nowhere.

“Excuse me, is Kurokami here?”

I ask a girl with a short black bob at the reception desk.

“Kurokami-san? She’s in the prep room sorting books.”

Her voice is clear, like a bell, pleasant to hear.

“Got it. I need to talk about club stuff. Can I go in?”

“Of course.”

Her gentle smile is refined, cute… A type I don’t have around me.

Her bangs are perfectly straight, and a glimpse of her forehead is… enticing.

(She’s like a Yamato Nadeshiko… Damn, she’s gorgeous.)

“Thanks, then.”

I head to the prep room, hand on the doorknob.

(Why am I chasing after my possession…?)

Irritated, I enter the prep room and can’t believe my eyes…

(A goddess…)

A beautiful girl stands by a slightly open window, her long black hair flowing in the breeze.

Slender, graceful limbs, full breasts that captivate anyone…

Her tiny head accentuates her tall frame.

Long eyelashes, stunning.

Smiling, basking in sunlight, tucking her hair behind her ear, she looks like a sculpture… Truly a goddess…

(Sayaka… You never cease to amaze me… Why… why are you naked?)

“Master, you came after all?”

“Why are you naked here? What if someone saw you?”

A neatly folded uniform only sits on the desk.

Sayaka smirks, clearly excited… Probably thrilled by the risk of being seen…

Still, she’s diligently sorting books. What a pervert…

“Haa… So, what’s a slave like you calling me for?”

I glare, voice sharp.

Sayaka trembles… with joy.

“…I’m leaving…”

“No, wait… Don’t go…”

She kneels at my feet, her pleading eyes thrilling me…

“…”

“Please… hear my request…”

“What? You? Asking me?”

I speak coldly, but find her pleading adorable.

“Y-Yes… This lowly slave’s request… Please…”

A shiver runs through me.

“What do you want?”

“Um… uh…”

Sayaka blushes, fidgeting, a finger to her lips.

She was lewd a moment ago, now all shy… So cute…

I stroke her silky hair, never tiring of its feel, smooth between my fingers…

“Hurry up…”

I snap coldly… She likes it better that way.

“Ah… I… want to go on a date…”

“A date? Me, with a slave like you?”

“Y-Yes… You did it with Yuna, Yukino, Asuka… I want to spend time with you too…”

A perfect, naked beauty begging for a date… Jackpot.

“True, I did with the others, and you’ve done a lot for me… Fine.”

Her face lights up. I’m the only one in the world who sees this smile.

She’s back to her lewd, excited expression.

“Ah… I’m so happy… Master…”

“Uh, Kurokami-san… You okay? Need help…? Huh?”

The reception girl opens the prep room door.

She freezes, seeing us… Should’ve knocked… That casual move just changed her life.

“See? You got caught.”

Sayaka smiles gleefully… This pervert…

“You guys… What are you…”

The girl rushes in, panicked.

Should’ve run. Too bad.

I grab her arm, and she looks at me, startled.

Her terrified face is perfect… So perfect…

“Look into my eyes…”

“Ah… ah…”

Her body goes limp, eyes blank…

Poor thing, because of Sayaka…

*

“Mamoru-sama, you found Sayaka-sama… Huh?!”

Ren bursts into the prep room, loud as ever.

“This is Sakuya Kouzuki from the next class? What’s up?”

Ren approaches the unconscious, doll-like Sakuya.

Her limp, swaying form is kinda exciting.

“Well, she saw Sayaka naked, so I turned her into a doll.”

“Ah, got it, Sayaka-sama’s…”

Ren glances at Sayaka, sitting cross-legged on the floor in her uniform, sulking.

This is her greatest punishment.

“So, what now? Take her to the clubroom, do her? Me too?”

Ren pokes Sakuya’s cheek, grinning… So loud…

“Even a teacher can treat a student like that?”

“Hmm… Students matter, but if she’s yours, no issue.”

Ren flashes a sly, murky smile.

“…Haa… Sayaka, what’s this girl like? She’s stunning.”

Her beauty rivals the Four Heavenly Kings.

“Yes, she’s on the library committee with me and in the tea ceremony club. Her family runs a tea ceremony school, quite the refined lady.”

Sayaka answers, still sulking, visibly down.

“This school’s full of high-spec girls…”

“Right? Spare a thought for us teachers! I’m just a civil servant’s daughter!”

Ren scratches her head, exasperated.

“Guess so… For now, I’ll have her not care about today and send her home…”

“What?! You’re not doing her? Mamoru-sama… You sick?”

Ren looks genuinely shocked.

“Stop talking like I’m a sex fiend… There’s an order to things, okay? For now…”

I approach Sakuya slowly.

(She’s like a Japanese doll, so pretty… She’d look amazing in a kimono… Yeah, I want her…)

I touch her silky hair, but she doesn’t react… She’s just a beautiful doll…