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

Chapter 36: Natsumi’s Secret…

“No… No way… This isn’t you, Mamoru… Something’s wrong…”

Natsumi’s eyes trembled, genuinely terrified.

It’s only natural, since she can’t move a single finger of her own will.

“Hamuu, amu, muni, muni, amu.”

“Ah, no, stop…”

I gently nibbled Natsumi’s ear, warm and slightly firm… The sweet scent of a girl filled my nose, making me feel amazing.

“Ah, no, nn…”

She protested, but her voice was sweet, sounding pleased.

“Leroo, eroo, pero, juru…”

“Nn?!”

When I licked inside her ear, she let out a cute sound, but she still couldn’t move her body.

The hypnosis is working deeply… She probably doesn’t truly reject me at her core.

“No, please stop… Where’s Yuki-nee? Help me… Yuki-nee…”

Natsumi called for Yukino, her eyes darting around, searching for her since she couldn’t move her body.

I lightly pushed Natsumi’s shoulder, and she slowly fell back onto the bed.

“Huh? Yuki-nee?”

Natsumi’s darting eyes stopped, locking onto… Yukino, standing there in a bondage dress with a chained collar, just like Yuna’s.

“Yukino was there the whole time. Didn’t you notice?”

Unable to look around, Natsumi hadn’t noticed Yukino standing silently.

“Yuki-nee, help me… Mamoru’s acting weird… Yuki-nee?”

Yukino smiled at Natsumi, her eyes devoid of light…

This time, there’s no need for Yukino to be aroused. To instill fear in Natsumi, I had Yukino become a complete doll.

Natsumi’s face paled, realizing this wasn’t the usual Yuki-nee.

“What did you do… to Yuki-nee?”

Natsumi’s eyes glared at me, or at least tried to.

“Nothing, really.”

I waved my hands exaggeratedly.

“Liar, Yuki-nee would never do this…”

Yukino kept staring at Natsumi’s face silently, her beautiful, lifeless smile eerie.

“Well, sure, the real Yuki-nee wouldn’t do this to you… If it was Yuki-nee, right? Natsumi, sit up.”

Natsumi slowly sat up, her eyes teary, likely terrified that her body moved at my command against her will.

“Yukino agreed to help me because I wanted you, Natsumi. She was happy to cooperate.”

Natsumi was speechless.

“She set up this whole situation and told me a lot. Like how you’ve always liked me… and what you do in this room every night.”

Natsumi turned ashen, her mouth trembling slightly.

“I was happy you liked me… but I was shocked to hear you were masturbating thinking of me… Really shocked.”

“No, that’s a lie… It’s not true… ugh… uguu…”

Natsumi’s eyes looked at Yukino, and she finally started crying.

Tears streamed down her face, still forced into that unnatural smile.

What can’t she believe? That Yukino set this up? That her feelings for me were exposed? That her masturbation was revealed?

By the way, the part about Yukino seeing Natsumi masturbate is a lie.

Yukino had no idea. She never dreamed her cute little sister was getting off to her childhood friend every night.

Natsumi herself told me about her masturbation. Under hypnosis, I asked what she does in this room, and she “explained in detail.”

I was genuinely shocked, though I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t pleased…

“Natsumi, stop crying.”

Natsumi stopped crying instantly.

“Yukino, undress Natsumi. Natsumi, raise your arms.”

“Yes, Master.”

Yukino placed both hands on Natsumi’s dress. Natsumi, unable to resist, raised her arms and let it be removed.

She was left in matching white underwear and white thigh-high socks.

I took the dress from Yukino and spread it out again.

“Cute dress, right? I really like this kind of outfit.”

I folded the dress lightly and placed it on the desk. Maybe I’ll have her wear it again later.

It’s been a while since I saw Natsumi in her underwear. She’s so pure, so I expected her underwear to be innocent… I don’t dislike it…

As expected, her figure is amazing… Her breasts are smaller than Yuna’s but beautifully shaped… I don’t dislike it!

Natsumi’s eyes were unfocused, staring nowhere, or maybe seeing nothing at all.

Her mind probably can’t keep up with the situation anymore.

“Yukino, touch Natsumi where she usually touches herself, the same way she does. Explain as you go.”

Yukino’s body twitched in response to my voice.

“Yes, understood. Natsumi first gets into bed, covers herself with the blanket, and slips her hand into her bra like this.”

Without hesitation, Yukino slid her hand into Natsumi’s bra.

“N…”

Natsumi let out a faint sound.

“Then, calling Master… Mamo-kun’s name, she starts by gently rubbing, slowly. ‘Mamoru… Mamoru…’”

Yukino explained in a monotone voice, gently massaging Natsumi’s breast while whispering my name in her ear.

It’s kinda embarrassing.

Natsumi’s mouth trembled slightly, but she said nothing.

Unable to move her body, she couldn’t resist, and she probably didn’t even have the will to anymore.

She kept that unnatural smile—forced by me—while being completely passive.

Her consciousness is intact, so she’s fully aware… as expected…

Having her masturbation seen by her real sister…

(Well, it’s a lie, since Natsumi herself told me all of it… every detail.)

Being explained to and watched by the object of her fantasies… What incredible humiliation. I wouldn’t be able to handle it.

The energetic Natsumi, helplessly manipulated like a doll by her own sister…

A beautiful older sister with her younger sister…

What a stunning sight, surpassing any scenic view… A scene only I can witness. Oh, tears…

Natsumi is like a doll, surrendered completely, adorable.

No, adorable doesn’t cut it. Is this what they call gap moe?

I never got gap moe before, but now I do. Yeah, it’s insanely good.

“When she starts feeling good, she rubs the other one too, imagining Mamo-kun, calling his name… right, Natsumi?”

Yukino massaged both breasts, more like gripping than kneading, moving them to keep the stimulation constant.

After a while, her nipples perked up.

“Agu?!”

Yukino pinched both nipples hard with her nails simultaneously.

Natsumi’s voice rang out, clearly in pain.

“She stimulates her nipples strongly at the same time. She imagines one of it being bitten by Mamo-kun… ‘Mamoru… I-it hurts… Be gentle…’ Right, Natsumi?”

By the way, all the lines Yukino’s saying are ad-libbed.

It’s true Natsumi fantasized about me, but everything else is a lie.

But this is Natsumi’s room, on her bed. The place and scent stimulate her brain, creating false memories…

As if she really said those things herself…

“S-stop… Please stop… Onee-chan…”

Natsumi finally cried out, breaking down.

She usually calls her “Yuki-nee-san” to act grown-up, but now she’s calling her “Onee-chan” like when she was little.

“Fufu, it’s just like when you were little, Natsumi. You’re so cute.”

Yukino happily stimulated her nipples.

That Yuki-nee…

The Kisaragi household… Their parents were rarely home due to work, so Yuki-nee took care of Natsumi.

She spoiled her a bit too much, but she looked after her with all her heart.

Naturally, Natsumi adored Yuki-nee, always following her, calling “Onee-chan, Onee-chan!”

They were such close sisters…

And now, that Yuki-nee is toying with her, trying to break her spirit…

“After enjoying your nipples thoroughly, you touch yourself down there like this, right…?”

Yukino, sounding amused, moved her right hand from Natsumi’s breast, sliding over her stomach to her panties.

The panties were already wet, stained from the nipple play.

Yukino rubbed the slit over the fabric.

“Natsumi, you’re already so wet… Such a lewd, naughty girl.”

“N, no… I’m not lewd… I’m not naughty… Haa… Ahn…”

Natsumi started calling herself by her name, like she did as a little kid.

Her thinking might be regressing, slipping into childishness…

“Fufu, Natsumi, good girl. Look, Mamo-kun’s watching.”

“No, no, don’t look, Mamoru… Don’t look, ahn!”

Natsumi desperately protested, but couldn’t move a finger or look away from me.

She kept smiling through the tears, her eyes not smiling at all… It’s thrilling…

“Look, it’s already so wet and sloppy…”

Yukino slipped her hand inside Natsumi’s shorts and began touching her.

Slosh, slosh, squish… slosh… slosh…

The lewd sounds from Natsumi could be heard… Yukino was deliberately setting a rhythm, making sure both Natsumi and I could hear it.

“…”

Natsumi didn’t say a word… not even a single moan.

Yukino pulled her hand out of the shorts and held it up in front of Natsumi.

“Look, Natsumi, these naughty strings… they’re yours, aren’t they?”

Natsumi began trembling slightly…

“Mmm, rero, rero… jururu… delicious…”

Yukino put her fingers in her mouth and started sucking on them.

“Onee-chan… no… that’s dirty… stop it… it’s not delicious…”

Seeing Yukino savoring her juices with a blissful expression, Natsumi’s face turned pale…

It seemed she finally understood that the beloved Yuki-nee she once knew was gone.

“Fufu, Natsumi. You’re already completely soaked… but you’re not going to finish here, right?”

Natsumi’s eyes darted around, wide open, looking back and forth between Yukino and me.

Her eyes quickly became bloodshot.

“Mamo-kun, what’s this?”

Yukino reached under the pillow and pulled out something hidden there.

“No, no, don’t! Don’t show it! Mamoru, don’t look!”

Natsumi was frantic, and though she shouldn’t have been able to move, it seemed like she might spring up at any moment.

I tilted my head, pretending not to know.

“You don’t know? Well, let me tell you. This is called a vibrator. It’s a tool Natsumi uses when she finishes. She always puts it between her legs to climax, right?”

“No, no, no, Onee-chan, stop, stop it!”

Natsumi was screaming as if she’d gone mad.

“Stop? Stop showing this to Mamo-kun? Or stop hiding that other thing?”

“…No, no, no, stop, stop, stop, don’t, don’t, don’t… don’t…”

Natsumi repeated it like a broken record, clearly at her breaking point… I wonder if she can handle it… If not… well, too bad…

“Look, say sorry to Mamo-kun. Say, ‘I can’t give my virginity to my beloved Mamo-kun,’ because… fufu.”

Yukino looked like she was having so much fun… truly enjoying herself…

“Natsumi’s first time… her virginity was already given to another man!”

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!”

Natsumi’s scream echoed through her room…