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

Chapter 32: Interrogation and Educating a Suspect

“The test results look fine, so you can be discharged the day after tomorrow.”

A male doctor in his 40s, wearing glasses, explained the results to me and Mom in the hospital room.

“Thank you so much.”

Mom bowed to the doctor, tears welling in her eyes.

My chest ached a bit. I need to stop worrying her.

“But you’ll need weekly checkups for your arm. We’ll schedule them when you’re discharged.”

“Yes, understood. Thank you.”

I sat up in bed, nodding with just my head, as my right arm, suspended in a sling, throbbed.

I wonder if that nurse is coming as planned…

The nurse entered the room.

Good, she made it on time this morning. Here’s to another day of care… morning, noon, and night…

She whispered something to the doctor, who nodded.

“Sorry, but the police are here to ask a few questions. Is that okay?”

“Oh, yes, that’s fine.”

The doctor nodded to the nurse, who stepped out. A man and a woman in suits soon entered.

“You’re Kageyama Mamoru-kun, right? Sorry to bother you while you’re injured, but can we talk?”

The woman spoke, bowing slightly to me and Mom.

Beside her, a much older man stared at me intensely.

I’d heard police often work in pairs, and it seems that’s true.

“My apologies for not introducing myself. I’m Minazuki Makoto from the Azuma Police Station’s Criminal Division.”

“Kobayashi.”

They showed us their police badges.

I never thought I’d see one in real life—it’s kind of exciting.

“We’ll ask you a few questions, then. Excuse us.”

Makoto-san sat down, pulling out a notebook to take notes.

Kobayashi-san sat too, arms crossed, still glaring at me.

Makoto-san looked straight at me with strong, determined eyes.

I could clearly see the fire of justice burning in them.

Her short, lively black hair and minimal makeup highlighted her sharp features.

Her toned body filled out her pantsuit well, and though her bra and shirt hid it, her chest was noticeably large… I want to touch it…

In one word, this detective is… beautiful!!

An older sister type, older than Yuki-nee… My throat made a sound, and my groin stirred…

Makoto-san glanced at me but returned to her notebook, unbothered.

She’s probably reviewing her questions—seems serious.

“Let’s begin.”

Makoto-san looked at me and started her questions.

Being stared at like that made my heart race…

The questions were straight out of a drama or manga—pretty standard.

“Why were you there at that time?”

“I was on my way home from a friend’s house.”

“Who’s the friend?”

“A female classmate.”

Mom reacted with a “My goodness?”

I figured her reaction would be a hassle, but it’s better to answer honestly in these situations.

Makoto-san seemed to understand and didn’t press further.

Kobayashi-san nodded along with my answers.

“Do you often take that route?”

“I usually take that way home.”

They asked about places I frequent, how I spend time outside school, and my close friends.

Before I knew it, an hour had passed.

(I’m getting tired…)

“So… Have you ever done anything to make someone hold a grudge against you?”

That’s probably what they really want to know…

“What?! Are you saying Mamoru’s to blame for being attacked?!”

Before I could respond, Mom raised her voice.

I’d never seen her like this—she’s usually so laid-back, so it was surprising.

“Sorry, that was rude. It’s just a standard question we have to ask, so please bear with us.”

As Mom started to confront Makoto-san, Kobayashi-san quickly stood to calm her down.

“It’s okay, Mom. They’re just doing their job.”

“Y-Yes, you’re right… Sorry.”

Mom returned to her seat, but Kobayashi-san stayed standing, looking at me again.

When our eyes met, he gave a firm nod. Somehow, I felt he’s a good person.

“No, I don’t think I’ve ever done anything to make someone resent me.”

I looked at Makoto-san confidently as I answered.

I’ve never done anything cruel or harmful to anyone.

I can say with certainty that I’ve never done anything wrong.

“…I see. Understood. Lastly, do you have any guesses about the culprit? Or did you see and remember anything about them?”

“…Sorry, I don’t have any guesses, and it happened so suddenly… I don’t remember.”

Makoto-san wrote something in her notebook, closed it, and stood up.

“Thank you for your cooperation. We’ll catch the culprit, so please contact us if you remember anything.”

Makoto-san handed me her card, bowed, and left the room.

Kobayashi-san gave another firm nod and followed… Yeah, he seems like a good guy.

I told one lie at the end.

I have a guess—no, I’m certain—who the culprit is.

But I have no intention of telling the police…

I’ll deal with the culprit myself… I’ll never forgive him…

He dared to casually call my thing by her first name…

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(Utashiro POV)

I’m currently naked, prostrating myself.

Not a stitch of clothing, not even underwear—just a collar with a chain, the only thing I’m permitted to wear.

I wanted to wear the cat ears that pleased Mamoru-sama, but even that wasn’t allowed… I’m restless… I can’t calm down…

And now, in my own home, my head is being pressed into the floor by a foot.

The foot belongs to Yuna-sama… Her slender, beautiful leg… Oh… It’s wonderful…

“Asuka. Home? I’m coming over.”

When Yuna-sama called and ordered me to be in this state the moment she arrived, I obeyed joyfully. Following the commands of Mamoru-sama and Yuna-sama is my happiness.

An hour has passed, but Yuna-sama hasn’t spoken. She keeps her foot on my head, occasionally tapping it impatiently.

Oh, it feels so good, it sends shivers through me… I want her to press harder… I can feel my womb tightening…

If Yuna-sama tells me to wait, I could wait for hours.

Not long ago, I foolishly thought I was Yuna-sama’s best friend, arrogant and ignorant of my place…

I even harbored romantic feelings for Yuna-sama…

Worse, thinking it was for Yuna-sama’s sake, I committed the foolish act of raising my hand against Mamoru-sama…

Yet, with their boundless kindness, they not only corrected my mistakes but allowed me to stay by their side.

I have no words to express my gratitude… I will serve them my entire life. I offer my everything.

“Hey… Asuka…”

Oh, Yuna-sama’s voice… The most beautiful sound in the world… Her voice, colder than usual, is exquisite…

“Yes! What is it?”

I respond from beneath Yuna-sama’s foot.

“Mamoru got attacked…”

Shock and despair coursed through me… Mamoru-sama? My Master, my owner, Mamoru-sama…

My body trembled, a chill running through me… A world without Mamoru-sama is meaningless…

So that’s why Yuna-sama is so angry…

“He was taken to the hospital, but it seems he’s regained consciousness.”

I felt relief, genuine relief from the bottom of my heart.

“T-Then, is Mamoru-sama safe? Guu?”

At that moment, Yuna-sama pressed harder, grinding my face further into the floor.

“Since when could you casually call Mamoru by his name?”

I couldn’t stop trembling. Yuna-sama’s voice was quiet but laced with anger.

It’s wonderful… More, more… I want more…

“S-Sorry… Is Master… safe?”

The pressure eased slightly… Oh, I want more…

“His life’s not in danger, it seems…”

Oh… Thank goodness…

“Hey, Asuka… You wouldn’t happen to know who did it, would you?”

“W-Why would I know anything about who attacked Master…?”

“You did something awful to Mamoru, didn’t you? Weren’t you planning to have someone else finish him off?”

Cold sweat ran down my body.

“Tell me honestly. If you don’t, I don’t need you anymore…”

Yuna-sama’s voice was as cold as ice. If I answer wrong, I’ll truly be discarded… Then I’d have no reason to live…

“B-Back then… I was trying to rile up Mutou-kun from our class…”

“Why Mutou-kun?”

I chose my words carefully, knowing I couldn’t afford to mess up.

“Mutou-kun has a crush on Yuna-sama and didn’t think well of Master. So, I thought if I riled him up… he’d hurt Master…”

The room fell silent… That moment felt like an eternity…

“Gross…”

Yuna-sama muttered as if spitting the word out.

Her foot lifted from my head.

The chain around my neck was pulled hard, forcing me up, and then Yuna-sama embraced me.

“Y-Yuna-sama?”

“Thank you, Asuka-chan. I’m glad you told me honestly.”

A-Am I forgiven?

“Thank you so much. But there’s no proof Mutou-kun is the culprit this time, right?”

“It’s fine. It’s definitely Mutou-kun… I don’t need proof. I’ve had my suspicions, and besides… he’s gross either way…”

Yuna-sama smiled, but her eyes weren’t smiling…

“So, Asuka-chan, you’ll help me, right?”

Fear kept me from answering immediately. Yuna-sama’s face became expressionless…

“I see, still not enough, huh?”

“Huh?”

Yuna-sama thrust her index finger into my ear.

“Abhya?! A, a, ahii?!”

A shock ran through my head… my brain… It felt like it was being stirred, manipulated directly…

…It feels so good…

“Good, Asuka-chan. You don’t have a single doubt about our commands. If we say do it, you do it. That’s your joy, your happiness. You don’t need anything else, and nothing else matters!”

Yuna-sama whispered in my ear while tampering with my head.

Her words seeped into my mind… my heart…

“Abhya, abhya, joy… happiness… desu…”

My eyes rolled upward, and I couldn’t tell what I was looking at… Then they rolled back completely, and I couldn’t see anything…

Pure white… My mind… Pure white… So white… Haha, it feels good…

I can’t think… I don’t need to think… I just need to live for them…

“That’s right, good girl… I love you, Asuka-chan…”

Oh, I’m so happy… I don’t need anything else…

It feels good… Happiness… Ah…

My womb started throbbing, tightening… It feels good…

Just Yuna-sama’s voice makes me feel good… I’m coming, coming, coming… Ah…

Psshhhh!