Enchanted by the Power of the Evil Eye ~The Harem School Life Crafted by a Girl Falling Under My Hypnosis~

Chapter 24: A Cruel Declaration

“Looking at her like this, she’s definitely more beautiful than cute.”

I was closely observing Utashiro Asuka-san, who had become like a doll. There’d never been an opportunity like this in the classroom before.

Utashiro-san stood there, swaying limply, unable to see me or comprehend what had just happened to her.

Her sharp, refined features and her sleek bob haircut suited her small face perfectly… Maybe she’s the most beautiful of the three… Not that I’d ever say that in front of Yuna…

The vacant eyes peeking through the bangs over her left eye were enticing… So good… Really good…

“Hey, Asuka-chan is cute and beautiful, right? I just wanna hug her!”

Yuna said this and hugged the doll-like Utashiro-san with all her might.

Even so, Utashiro-san showed no signs of waking up.

(I feel like my ability is getting stronger. But still…)

A beautiful girl hugging another beautiful girl… This is intense!

Utashiro-san’s casual clothes—a white shirt, black hoodie, and daringly short shorts—suited her perfectly.

“Hey, shall we get started?”

I called out to Yuna, who was rubbing her cheek against Utashiro-san’s.

“Yeah, let’s do it quick!”

Humming a tune, Yuna pushed Utashiro-san by both shoulders toward the back of the room. Utashiro-san let out an “ah-uh” sound but remained completely pliant.

(She’s really doing this to her best friend… Oh, she’s licking her nape…)

By the way, this was Yuna’s idea.

I did nudge things in that direction, but I wanted to see a beautiful girl torn between her master—me—and her best friend, Utashiro-san…

She came up with this plan almost immediately…

Sorry, Utashiro-san. It seems you didn’t weigh as much as I do on her scale…

The room was tidy, with no unnecessary items.

A guitar, a clothing case, a TV, and a futon laid out in the corner.

Apparently, she lives alone due to some family issues. Well, that’s convenient for me.

A corkboard hung on the wall with several photos pinned to it.

A photo of Yuna, Kurokami-san, and Utashiro-san laughing happily together, and one of Utashiro-san playing the guitar and singing on stage, her sweat glistening as she sang with passion.

I thought she looked kinda cool. Maybe I’ll go to one of her live shows sometime.

There was also a photo of her with three other girls, probably her bandmates, around the same age.

They’re all cute. I’ll have to get introduced sometime…

“Hey! Let’s start already!”

Yuna, who had sat Utashiro-san on the floor, urged me on.

Utashiro-san was slumped on the floor, her vacant eyes staring nowhere, her mouth half-open with drool dripping from the corner.

“She’s drooling, so cute. Hehe.”

Yuna wiped the drool for her.

I crouched down, placed a hand on Utashiro-san’s cheek, and said,

“Can you hear me, Utashiro-san?”

“…Yes… I can hear you…”

Utashiro-san muttered with vacant eyes.

“Everything I’m about to say will be etched deep into your heart, and it will definitely happen. Got it?”

“Yes… Everything you say… will definitely happen…”

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“Huh, w-what?”

“Good morning, Asuka-chan.”

Yuna crouched down, peering into Utashiro-san’s face as she regained consciousness. Utashiro-san still seemed a bit dazed.

“Huh… Huh?! Y-Yuna?! W-Why am I…? I can’t move… Why?”

She seemed to have regained full awareness but was panicking, unable to process the situation.

Well, of course. Waking up unable to move would freak anyone out.

“Hehe, Asuka-chan. Calm down, okay?”

Yuna pressed her index finger to Utashiro-san’s lips. Nice, I’ll have her do that to me next time.

“N, ngu… Ha… Yuna! What’s going on?”

Utashiro-san calmed down a bit, and Yuna removed her finger.

Her face was pale.

“Hehe, Asuka-chan. You did something bad to Mamoru, didn’t you?”

“Huh, Mamoru?… You mean Kageyama?”

Well, yeah, a guy like me who doesn’t stand out in class wouldn’t have his first name click right away.

“Yeah, Mamoru. My boyfriend. I heard you did something bad to my precious boyfriend… right?”

Yuna tilted her head cutely, and Utashiro-san’s face grew even paler.

“T-That’s… I thought he was forcing you to… do lewd things… Boyfriend? That’s not true, right?”

Is it that hard to believe? I know I’m just an average guy in class, but that stings a bit.

“Why would you think he was forcing me? I did it because I wanted to.”

“Huh? N-No way… Yuna would never… with a guy like that…”

Utashiro-san, faced with something utterly unbelievable from Yuna’s cold gaze, faltered and became teary-eyed.

It’s probably the first time Yuna’s ever looked at her like that.

“Pfft!”

The contrast between the Utashiro-san who threatened me and this moment was so stark I couldn’t help but laugh.

“K-Kageyama?! You… What did you do to Yuna!!”

Finally noticing me, Utashiro-san’s face turned bright red as she glared at me, her eyes bloodshot, looking like she might pounce any second. Not that she can, though.

“Nothing, really? If anything, we’re just dating, I guess?”

“Don’t lie… Ah…”

“We’re not done talking yet. Look at me.”

Yuna placed her index finger under Utashiro-san’s chin and turned her face toward her.

“So, I was having such happy days, but Asuka-chan kept getting in the way, so I thought I’d punish you.”

“Huh, m-me…? W-Why… We’ve been friends forever, right? Why…”

Utashiro-san, unable to comprehend Yuna’s words, was panicking.

“Yeah! We’re friends, right? But… Mamoru is so, so, so much more important to me, so I just can’t forgive you, Asuka-chan.”

“No… No way… Yuna…”

Yuna’s words, delivered with a beaming smile, were more than enough to plunge Utashiro-san into the depths of despair.