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

Chapter 90: The Newspaper Club’s Doll…

(MC POV)

“Did you remember me?”

As I say the keyword, the light fades from Minazumi Honoka’s eyes.

“Yes… Kageyama Mamoru-sama is… my Master…”

Honoka raises her face, her eyes empty, expression blank, body limp like a puppet on strings.

She’s stunning when she’s silent.

“That’s right. Honoka, you’re mine… a loyal doll. You’ve been following my orders, haven’t you?”

“Yes… I think of Master every day… while masturbating…”

The hypnosis is working perfectly. She’s been pleasuring herself to climax daily… without remembering.

She thought I was a stranger at first, too.

“Wow, you’ve already done that much? So quick… as expected of my Master.”

Yuna pokes Honoka’s cheek. Honoka stands motionless, unresponsive.

“Well, yeah… she tried to expose us before. I told her to stop, but she wouldn’t listen…”

“No choice then. She brought it on herself. So, what now? Gonna fully break her? We’re taking the newspaper club anyway, right?”

Yuna toys with Honoka’s ears and nose. Watching her stay unresponsive is thrilling.

“Of course, I’m taking Honoka too. And the advisor…”

No way I’m holding back with a beauty like this in front of me. No need to, either.

“But I want to keep up the club activities properly, so Honoka will play the role of ‘senpai’ and ‘president’ as usual.”

I pull out eye drops and put them in my right eye. I don’t feel the cooling sensation anymore.

“Honoka, can you hear me?”

“Yes… I hear you…”

Her lips, still being poked by Yuna, move slightly.

“When I say, ‘Honoka is my exclusive reporter,’ you become my loyal doll, with ‘no will or emotions’—just a doll. That’s the ‘real Honoka.’ You feel only ‘sexual arousal and pleasure,’ my puppet. When I give an order, you repeat, ‘Yes, Honoka will ◯◯,’ and obey like a perfect doll. Always.”

Honoka’s empty eyes listen silently.

I drill into her mind and heart, over and over, that she’s a “doll.”

I’ve decided to make her just a “doll”… she’s prettier quiet, and I haven’t forgiven her for trying to write about us…

Since that day, I’ve ingrained that I’m her Master through the pleasure of masturbation, so this should sink in without resistance.

What a find. I’m so lucky.

“And when I say, ‘useful president,’ you return to the normal Minazumi Honoka. You won’t remember being a doll, just go back to being our usual senpai, the newspaper club president. Got it?”

Honoka starts trembling, her empty eyes darting up, down, left, right.

After a moment, they slowly settle, accepting everything.

(Let’s try bringing her back…)

I make eye contact with Yuna. She nods and steps away from Honoka.

No matter how many times I do this, this moment is thrilling—maybe my favorite.

“Useful president.”

I say the keyword. Honoka blinks a few times, then squeezes her eyes shut before the light returns.

“Huh? Wait… what was I doing?”

Minazumi-senpai looks between me and Yuna.

“What’s wrong, Minazumi-senpai? Something up?”

I ask, and she gives a puzzled look, her dazed expression cute.

“No, just… felt off for a second… was I acting weird?”

She tilts her head, her ponytail swaying with the motion.

Ponytails always get me going.

“Nope, nothing unusual… by the way, senpai, this isn’t our first meeting, but you don’t remember me, do you?”

She looks surprised, then stares at my face, trying to recall.

“Sorry, I can’t remember… weird, I never forget someone I’ve talked to…”

She puts a hand to her chin, deep in thought. Looks like I’ve got full control over her memories.

“Oh, sorry! I meant I saw you running around campus, or we passed by…”

“Oh? That’s barely different from a first meeting!”

She giggles, looking at me… cute… I wanna hold her…

She doesn’t remember being a doll at all… it worked perfectly.

“Yeah, my bad.”

“Phew, I thought I was losing my president’s dignity for a sec!”

She wipes her forehead dramatically, her theatrics charming… alright, enough…

“Honoka is my exclusive reporter.”

“Ah… u… n… yes… Honoka is Master’s exclusive reporter…”

Her eyes go blank, arms dropping limp, back to being a doll.

“Good. Now, first…”

“Wait a sec!”

As I’m about to give Honoka an order, Yuna interrupts, stepping closer.

“Huh? What’s… nn… nnn…”

Her arms wrap around my neck, and she kisses me.

“Nn, smooch, slurp, slurp… nn…”

A heated kiss… her lips are sweet…

“Ha, ha, you were about to do something naughty with that doll, weren’t you?”

I nod silently.

“You can do whatever you want from now on… but I wanted today’s first kiss.”

Her glistening eyes reflect me… damn, I love her…

“Just kidding! Sorry for interrupting. Go have fun!”

As she pulls away, I grab the back of her head, feeling her silky hair…

“Mmph… smooch, slurp, slurp… mmph… nn… nn…”

I suck her lips, slide my tongue in… warm, sweet… delicious…

“Phew… if you want it, just say so…”

She looks up at me, dazed, nodding slightly…

“Sorry, wait a bit, okay?”

I pet her head, and she nods happily, swaying as she sits on a chair.

I turn to the doll standing motionless.

“Honoka, kneel in front of me and pull down my pants.”

“Yes, Honoka will kneel in front of Master and pull down his pants.”

She kneels and tugs my pants down.

It’s working perfectly. This doll is completely mine.

“Honoka, rub my cock through my boxers.”

“Yes, Honoka will rub Master’s cock through his boxers.”

Her hands stroke my cock over the fabric, slow and steady.

“N, nn, n, nnn…”

I can’t help but moan. Feels good…

Looking down at her blank stare as she rubs is exhilarating… thrilling.

My cock’s fully hard, straining against my boxers.

“Honoka, pull down my boxers and take out my cock slowly.”

“Yes, Honoka will pull down Master’s boxers and take out his cock.”

She slides my boxers down, carefully pulling out my cock.

It springs out, but she doesn’t flinch, staring blankly.

(A real doll with no emotions…)

I reach for her ponytail, the soft, brush-like tip feeling good… smells nice too.

“Is this the first time Honoka’s seen a man’s cock?”

I say “cock” deliberately, wanting her to repeat it.

“Yes, except for seeing my dad’s cock in the bath as a kid, this is the first.”

She answers, eyes fixed on my cock.

“Oh? No boyfriend?”

“No. I’ve never had one.”

“Not even a kiss? Still a virgin?”

“Yes, never kissed. I’m a virgin.”

“Such a waste for a beauty like you. Why?”

“I’ve been confessed to a few times but turned them all down. All I think about is keeping the newspaper club alive and rebuilding what my seniors left behind.”

Inspiring reason… would’ve been a great moment if she wasn’t staring at my cock…

“Got it… then, Honoka, stroke my cock with your hand and make me feel good.”

“Yes, Honoka will stroke Master’s cock with her hand and make him feel good.”

Her hand reaches out, grips my cock, and starts moving up and down.

…Feels good…