Enchanted by the Power of the Evil Eye ~The Harem School Life Crafted by a Girl Falling Under My Hypnosis~ - Chapter 87: Part 2 - New School Life and Massage…

Chapter 87: Part 2 – New School Life and Massage…

(MC POV)

The classroom’s buzzing from the morning…

Because Kurokami Sayaka is greeting everyone with a smile…

“Hey, Mamoru! Kurokami smiled and greeted me… on her own! Is she into me?!”

Kyousuke barrels toward me, all hyped up. So loud.

(Overexcited much… I might start hating him…)

“Look closer. She’s doing it with everyone. She even greeted me, right?”

“Y-Yeah… even you…”

Kyousuke deflates instantly… his mood swings are intense. I kinda like that about him.

(Wait, “even” me? Yeah, I might hate him…)

“Exactly. She’s probably just getting used to the class vibe. First semester’s almost over.”

Kyousuke nods repeatedly, seemingly satisfied, and shuffles back to his seat…

(At least say something back, or I’ll really hate you.)

Sayaka’s been beaming all morning, like she’s been freed from something, showering everyone with smiles…

Her long, glossy black hair tucked behind her ear, her smile is like a painting… almost divine.

Her completely different vibe has the class’s guys falling for her again.

Even the girls are blushing, staring in awe.

(Too bad… she’s already mine.)

No one else knows, but I’m basking in superiority… so fun…

Yuna and Asuka-chan join her, and the trio chats happily.

They look like a scene from a movie, everyone watching from a distance, guys and girls alike.

(Too bad… they’re all mine too.)

I’m in such a great mood… the best.

*

Lunch break, and we’re gathered on the rooftop.

“Master, I was so lonely…”

Sayaka wraps her arms around my neck, her sweet-tangy scent filling the air.

“Hey… Sayaka-chan? Aren’t you being a bit too clingy?”

Yuna, sitting cross-legged in front of us, grumbles, clearly annoyed… jealous. So cute… I can see her panties.

“It’s fine, isn’t it? I haven’t been pampered as much as you two… right, Master?”

Sayaka presses her breasts against me. So soft…

No, I’m not into big boobs! Shape’s what matters… I pull her closer by the waist anyway.

(Just for now…)

Yuna’s leg is twitching, super irritated.

Asuka-chan, not on lookout today and joining us, nervously glances between us. Her anxious look is cute too.

“Master… I can’t hold back anymore… look…”

Sayaka lifts her uniform jacket, revealing her full breasts… huh?

“W-Wait, Sayaka… no bra?”

“I didn’t wear one… but see, I’ve got nipple stickers, so no one will notice.”

Another reason the class was buzzing: “Kurokami’s boobs look way bigger!”

I thought she’d just stopped binding them or got a better-fitting bra… but going braless? Perfect…

Yuna and Asuka-chan freeze, shocked.

Sayaka moves her breasts with both hands, pressing them against me, mimicking a titjob… I’m getting turned on…

I swallow hard… getting hard.

Yuna’s irritation skyrockets, glaring daggers…

“Let go, nya! You can’t act like that in front of Yuna-sama, nya!”

Sensing Yuna’s mood, Asuka-chan tries to step between us.

“Oh, Asuka, so loyal to Yuna, huh? But…”

Sayaka flashes a seductive smile and scoops Asuka-chan up…

“H-Hanya?! What’re you doing, nya?! S-Sayaka, where are you taking me, nya?!”

Sayaka carries her silently to a shadowed corner, out of our sight. Asuka-chan flails but gets dragged away…

“Hanya?! S-Stop, nya! Ah, nya, nya, nya… nyaa… nyaa… ah… haha…”

Asuka-chan’s screams fade, turning into pleasured moans…

After a bit, Sayaka returns, carrying Asuka-chan, who’s limp like a ragdoll.

“Here, Master.”

She hands Asuka-chan to me, and I reflexively take her.

Asuka-chan’s eyes are dreamy, cheeks flushed, completely out of it… muttering something?

“Ah, haha, boobs… so soft… squishy… feels good… nya… haha…”

She’s totally spaced out… but looks happy…

I’m getting weirdly excited… my heart’s racing…

Sayaka watches with a sultry smile.

I wet my pants…

(Seeing that, who wouldn’t leak a little?)

Yuna’s staring at me with cold eyes… scary…

*

“Huh? Utashiro-san, what’s wrong? You seem out of it. Hello?”

During homeroom before dismissal, Ren-chan-sensei notices Asuka-chan’s change.

Since Sayaka did “something” to her, Asuka-chan’s been dazed, like her mind’s elsewhere…

She mutters occasionally, too quiet for others, but her lips seem to say…

“Boobs… so soft… squishy…”

Yeah, those breasts were pretty devastating…

“Hey, Mamoru… what’s up with Utashiro-san? She’s totally different from this morning, right?”

Kyousuke whispers to me. Of course he’d notice… Sayaka, so reckless…

“It’s like… looking at Utashiro-san makes my heart race… weird feeling…”

Kyousuke fidgets, stealing glances at her.

(I get it… but she’s mine!)

Asuka-chan’s completely relaxed, eyes glazed, cheeks flushed… her slack mouth a little erotic…

Not just Kyousuke, the guys are fidgeting, and even the girls are giving her smitten looks… some seem awakened to something.

The usually cool beauty’s softened state captivates the whole class… that’s my Asuka-chan, so lovable.

“Ren-chan-sensei, sorry, the ‘massage’ I gave Asuka earlier might’ve been too effective.”

Sayaka raises her hand, and the class buzzes again.

The word “massage” gets a reaction.

“Oh, really? It felt that good, huh, Utashiro-san?”

Asuka-chan can only nod weakly in response.

“I’m pretty good at massages, you know? Hehe…”

Sayaka answers for her, smiling at Ren-chan-sensei.

“Really? Nice! I want one too… my shoulders are so stiff lately…”

Ren-chan-sensei presses her right shoulder, rotating her arm, her breasts bouncing with the motion… they’re huge…

The class’s eyes lock onto her… except Yuna, who’s glaring at me, but I avoid her gaze.

“Then I’ll give you one next, sensei.”

Sayaka smiles… a dangerous smile…

“Really? Awesome! Thanks! It’s a promise, okay?!”

Ren-chan-sensei raises both hands in a cheer, her breasts jiggling… the guys all lean forward…

Her innocent smile… so cute…

Clueless about what “massage” means…

Taking it literally… so naive, definitely a virgin.

That cute face makes me want her…

Side note, but this incident apparently made the whole class Asuka-chan fans…

*

“Where? Where are you? Master, where are you… ha… ha…”

As usual, we’re at Asuka-chan’s place.

Sayaka’s crawling naked on the floor, seeking me.

Her hands are tied behind her back, ankles bound, body restrained, her full breasts dragging along the floor like a caterpillar.

Her eyes are blindfolded, leaving her blind.

Straight from school, she begged to be tied up with the rope she prepared.

It was meant as punishment for what she did to Asuka-chan, but it turned into a reward.

“Where are you…? Don’t tease me… ha… ha… haha…”

Her mouth hangs open sloppily, drool dripping.

She’s smiling, lasciviously happy.

I glance at Asuka-chan and Yuna in the corner.

Asuka-chan’s still dazed from school.

Too drained to change, she’s in her uniform with only cat ears and a collar.

Yuna’s hugging her, burying her face in Asuka-chan’s hair, sniffing deeply, savoring her scent.

Asuka-chan stares blankly into space, eyes unfocused, a bit of drool at her mouth’s corner.

Even like this, she’s cute… thrilling…

Sayaka, bound and crawling… Asuka-chan, dazed… Yuna, sniffing her…

I wanted to talk about the future today, but…