Enchanted by the Power of the Evil Eye ~The Harem School Life Crafted by a Girl Falling Under My Hypnosis~ - Chapter 92: The Duty and Responsibility of a Club President

Chapter 92: The Duty and Responsibility of a Club President

(MC POV)

Yuna licks Honoka’s neck with a single stroke.

“Aah… n…”

A weak moan escapes Honoka’s lips. She’s at her limit…

My cock’s straining painfully in my pants.

Yuna glances at my face and crotch, smirking.

“Honoka-chan, let’s move a bit.”

Yuna pushes Honoka’s shoulders, guiding her to the table’s edge. Honoka slides along without resistance.

Her legs dangle limply off the table, swaying.

“Now, spread your legs and show Master your secret place. Let’s take off your shorts too.”

“Yes… Honoka will spread her legs… and show Master…”

She lifts her legs onto the table, slips off her shorts, and exposes her pussy to me… tears well in her eyes, trembling with shame.

“Come on, he can’t see well like that. Spread wider and show him.”

“Y-Yes… Honoka will spread herself… and show him…”

Her fingers pull her labia apart, revealing everything to me.

Her teeth chatter, tears streaming… she’s overwhelmed with shame…

(Honoka… so cute…)

So thrilling… so fun…

Yuna, from behind, pinches Honoka’s nipples, twisting them.

“Here, teased… teased…”

“Ahn, t-teased… teased… ah…”

Honoka mimics Yuna’s words like a mantra.

I grip the table’s edge and extend my tongue to Honoka’s clit.

“Au? Ah, ah, n… na?!”

When I press her clit with my tongue, her body jolts. Without Yuna holding her, she might’ve collapsed.

(A bit sour… this is Honoka’s taste… addictive…)

I lick her clit, savoring her fully. Rolling her swollen bud with my tongue is fun.

“Come on, Honoka-chan, say it properly.”

Yuna twists her nipples again.

“Ah… teased… teased… t-teased… au?!”

I grind her clit with my tongue.

“Nn, t-teased… teased, grind… grind, grind, t-teased…”

Under dual stimulation, Honoka starts shaking violently.

“Grind, teased, teased, grind, grind-grind, g-go, ga…”

Her eyes roll upward, body arching, drool dripping from her mouth…

Like a broken toy, she vocalizes in sync with our stimulation, no longer forming words.

“Grind, go, go, gu, grind, gu, go, gu, go, go, gu, go…”

We speed up, fingers and tongue attacking her relentlessly.

“Go! Gu! Go! Grind! Grind! Go, ga, gogaa!! …Ga…”

Her body convulses with a loud cry, then goes limp… motionless…

“Good job… you were so cute, senpai…”

Yuna whispers to the broken doll, who probably can’t hear.

“Ah… ah…”

Honoka’s body twitches with spasms…

“Oh, Mamoru… better dodge!”

At Yuna’s warning, I pull my tongue away and sidestep.

Splaaaash…

Honoka squirts forcefully. I nearly got soaked… not here…

“Thanks, Yuna. Almost got wet.”

Yuna lays Honoka on the table and approaches, peering up at me.

“Next time, somewhere I can wash right away… okay?”

I almost lose it. Something’s awakening…

Honoka, spent, trembles on the table, occasionally convulsing and letting out wordless moans.

Her relaxed, happy face… so cute…

Here’s to working together, senpai… work hard for me…

* * *

(Honoka POV)

“Hey, Mamoru, isn’t this photo awesome?”

“For real. You’re amazing at this.”

…A boy and girl chatting happily…?

(Huh? Did I… fall asleep?)

I must’ve dozed off at the desk. I feel oddly refreshed.

“Oh, Minazumi-senpai, you’re awake.”

I lock eyes with Kageyama-kun, who’s looking at photo files with Akamine-san.

“Oh, yeah… I fell asleep.”

(Embarrassing, napping in front of my new kouhai… wait, why’s the room kinda smelly?)

“Hm, huh?”

A boy’s uniform jacket is draped over my shoulders.

“Oh, sorry. Maybe it was unnecessary, but just in case… does it smell?”

Kageyama-kun scratches his cheek shyly… cute…

“No, not at all! Thanks, that’s sweet!”

Such a nice guy… getting a boy’s jacket like this makes my heart skip…

“Sorry about that. I’m the senpai, and I fell asleep…”

He takes the jacket, looking puzzled.

“Why apologize? Everyone naps sometimes. No big deal, right, Akamine-san?”

Akamine-san giggles and nods.

“Exactly. Don’t worry about it. Your sleeping face was cute, actually. Right, Kageyama-kun?”

Cute… big, bright eyes, long, silky hair… smells nice… such a pretty girl…

I’m a girl, but I’m getting weird feelings…

“So… you’re not backing out of joining, right?”

“Of course not! Please let us in, Minazumi-buchou!”

Kageyama-kun grips my hand… a boy… my heart’s racing…

“I’m in too, Minazumi-buchou. So are Sayaka-chan and Asuka-chan.”

Akamine-san nods with a smile… so cute… my heart’s racing…

“Thank you! I’m so happy! I’ll work hard as your senpai and president to be useful to you both!!”

Gotta step up, make the club thrive, write great articles, gather tons of info… be useful to them… that’s my duty as president…

* * *

(MC POV)

“We’re heading out then. We’ll bring the other two tomorrow, so looking forward to working with you, Minazumi-buchou!”

“Oh, wait!”

I stop Kageyama-kun and Akamine-san as they leave the clubroom.

“Um, this isn’t for an article or anything, and I won’t tell anyone, but… are you two really dating? You call each other by first names, right?”

My heart’s pounding for some reason.

They exchange a glance and nod.

“Yeah, it’s recent… but don’t tell anyone.”

“I won’t, I won’t! I’d never spill my cute kouhai’s secrets!”

Their shy looks are adorable… I feel so happy…

“Um, do the other two coming tomorrow know…?”

“Yeah, Sayaka-chan and Asuka-chan are friends, so we told them.”

Akamine-san answers, ears red… so cute…

“Okay, then… it’s like a club tradition, or for bonding… if it’s okay, how about we all call each other by first names during club time?”

They exchange curious looks… maybe they don’t like it…

“Got it, Honoka-buchou. Call us by our first names too.”

“Thank you, Mamoru-kun, Yuna-chan!”

“Honoka-buchou, I want you to call me with ‘-chan’…”

Yuna-chan’s blushing… what is this girl? 24/7, 360° cute… I might fall for her…

“Oh, sorry, Yuna-chan.”

“Ehehe…”

Even her goofy, shy face is cute… 48 hours, 720° cute… I’m in love…

“Alright, let’s go, Yuna.”

“Yeah, Mamoru.”

They leave the clubroom… Yuna-chan’s scent lingers… smells so good…

“Gotta clean the clubroom…”

I get to work for tomorrow.

(It’s kinda smelly… like pee? Hope it’s not mice, don’t want them to feel grossed out.)

I use deodorizer and clean thoroughly.

(There! Hope this makes them happy.)

For some reason, I’d do anything to make them happy… that’s my responsibility as president…

I’m growing up, aren’t I…