Enchanted by the Power of the Evil Eye ~The Harem School Life Crafted by a Girl Falling Under My Hypnosis~ - Chapter 97: Playing with Natsume… Again

Chapter 97: Playing with Natsume… Again

(MC POV)

(I’m so pissed… Tomidokoro Misato…)

No matter how many times I replay today’s interview, I’m fuming… She touched my Yuna so casually…

Sure, I love watching cute girls together, but making a move is different… I won’t forgive anyone for that…

“Mamoru, what’s wrong? You look scary… Did you start hating me?”

Natsume looks like she’s about to cry.

Her eyes are empty, devoid of light…

After school, I came straight to the Kisaragi house.

After a bath with Natsume, I used the toy rattle’s sound eleven times to regress her to “five years old.”

“No, it’s not you. Something annoying happened today. I love you, Natsume.”

I hug her gently. Her fresh-from-the-bath scent, silky freshly dried hair, slim but toned body… so good…

I’ll take my time reshaping every part of Natsume.

Yuki-neesan’s in her room, masturbating. I hear her moans occasionally.

“I love Mamoru too… so warm…”

Natsume wraps her arms around my back, nuzzling me… adorable…

To her, I look like a five-year-old too.

We need to grow up together for this to work.

“Thanks, I feel better.”

“Hehe… Mamoru’s smiling…”

I pat her head, and she beams happily.

“Hey, Natsume, have you ever ‘kissed’?”

She looks up, her innocent face adorable.

(Wanna pin her down… but I’ll wait. Doing it with regressed Natsume comes after I’ve fully corrupted her, back to that day…)

“Um, yeah. I kissed Papa and Onee-chan on the cheek. I like kissing! Hehe…”

Her face flushes as she fidgets in my arms.

“Really? Never on the lips?”

“Um… no, not on the lips.”

(She was still untouched back then…)

“My big sister said I shouldn’t kiss anyone but Mamoru on the lips.”

(That sister again… whatever, fine for now.)

“Got it. So, Natsume… wanna kiss me?”

I can’t force her; it might traumatize her. She has to choose it herself…

“Yeah! I wanna kiss Mamoru!”

Her arms wrap around my neck, and she leans in slowly… our lips touch softly.

“Nn, I kissed Mamoru, hehe…”

Just a peck, but she smiles shyly… We’ve done way more intense stuff, but this feels like I’m doing something forbidden.

“N? …Chu, chupa, nn, chupa… phew… I kissed you…”

This time, I suck her lips gently, no tongue…

Her eyes are misty, face dazed.

Her first kiss is mine now…

“I kissed Mamoru… so happy…”

“I’m happy too. How was it?”

She fidgets, embarrassed.

“It tasted like Mamoru… sweet and yummy… I love kissing… hehe…”

Time’s about right…

I grab her shoulders and shake her firmly.

“Ah… uh… huh?”

Light returns to her eyes, reflecting my face.

“What’s wrong, Natsume?”

“Mamoru… were you playing with me again?”

She pouts, cheeks puffed out cutely.

“Did you hate it?”

She buries herself in my chest.

“I don’t hate it. You can do anything to me… but love the current me too, okay?”

Her teary eyes look up at me. Sixteen-year-old Natsume is adorable too.

“Sorry… Wanna kiss?”

“What? ‘Kiss’? Say it properly, you idiot…”

Her cheeks are bright red, all flustered.

“Mmph, slurp, slurp, chupa… nn… chupa, chupa… phew…”

I pull her head close, sucking her lips. Sweeter than before.

“Nn… Mamoru, I love you…”

I stroke her silky hair as she leans into me. Feels good.

“Hey, Natsume… do you remember our first kiss?”

Her body jolts.

“I-I don’t… remember.”

Liar. So obvious.

“Really? That’s too bad…”

I give her a sad look. She turns away, hiding her red face with her arms.

“…I remember.”

Got her…

“For real?”

She looks at me, eyes misty, making my heart race.

“Yeah… when I was five, in this room… you were my first kiss on the lips…”

Bingo. Her actual first kiss was just moments ago.

“You were only five. Doesn’t that, like, not count?”

“No way! I was little, but that was my first… I was so happy… ‘No way I’d forget something that important,’ you idiot…”

“Yeah, sorry. I remember it well too.”

(Natsume will cherish this “precious memory” forever… it’s etched into her mind.)

I’m certain now… I can create memories with Natsume… and Yuki-neesan… so fun…

“Hey, Mamoru… I want more…”

Her teary, upturned gaze… I can’t hold back…

“Ah…”

I push her onto the bed. Her scent rises as she falls…

She grabs my cheeks, pulling me toward her.

I lean in, covering her, feeling her breath…

We’ve done this tons, but my heart’s racing…

Maybe because of that “first kiss”… it feels so fresh.

Nn… mmph, chupa, chupa, slurp, slurp… nn, nn…

Her soft lips… always so sweet…

As my tongue enters her mouth, she entwines hers with mine.

(My Natsume’s so needy… so precious…)

“Mmph, lick, lick, mmph, lick, lick, nn, nn, lick… agu…”

Our tongues dance fiercely. Her nibbling on mine feels amazing.

Her tongue slips into my mouth, and I nibble it gently.

Nn, nn, nn… nn…

The gummy texture is so good. Her muffled moans drive me wild.

Our saliva mixes, hot, sweet, intense… feels amazing…

Nn… nnn, nn! Nn… nn! …Nn, nn, nn?!

Her body jolts.

“Phew, ha, ha, ha… I came… just from kissing… haha…”

Her face is completely dazed, radiating bliss.

“You haven’t come yet, right, Mamoru?”

I nod. I’m nowhere near satisfied.

“Then I’ll make you come… it’s already so big…”

She rubs my cock through my clothes.

It’s already swollen, and her touch feels so good.

(Feels amazing… gonna lose it…)

We sit up, and she puts her hands on my chest.

“Boom!”

She pushes me down. Her playful tone hides her strength.

She deftly pulls down my sweatpants and boxers.

We’re so used to visiting each other’s houses, we dress casually.

My cock springs free.

“Mamoru’s cock… so big…”

Her hand grips it…

* * *

(Honoka POV)

(Today’s interview went great! Did I look like a proper president?)

I never dreamed this day would come. Just a while ago, I couldn’t sleep, thinking the club would shut down…

Tonight, I’ll sleep well. Showered and ready for an early night.

“Honoka! Stop wandering around naked after your bath! How many times do I have to tell you?”

I step into the living room and get scolded instantly.

“Huh? You’re home early today?”

My sister’s lounging on the sofa in shorts and a tank top, chugging a beer while watching TV.

She’s got no right to lecture me dressed like that! I won’t say it, though…

Her pretty short hair’s a mess…

Such a waste of her beauty…

“Work calmed down a bit… still got cases, though… sigh…”

She sighs, always coming home exhausted.

“Sounds tough, being a detective.”

“You bet it’s tough. Don’t ever become one, okay?”

“No worries! I’m gonna be a journalist.”

I’ll chase the truth as a journalist.

“That’s tough too… well, do your best. How’s the club? You said it might shut down…”

“Hehe! It’s fine now! Four first-years joined—three super cute girls and one guy! Perfect lineup!”

I’m in the best mood! Glad I can tell her.

“A guy? Be careful. You’re pretty enough to attract trouble.”

“Just my face? Rude to your cute sister… It’s fine, he’s got a cute girlfriend, so he won’t try anything.”

“Boys that age are just horny monkeys. Watch out!”

I’m getting mad… How dare she talk about my precious people like that?

“Stop it! Mamoru-kun’s not like that!”

“That boy… Kageyama Mamoru?”

(Huh? She’s got her detective face on?)

“Yeah… you know him?”

“Sort of… He’s got a girlfriend? Tell me about him.”

“It’s fine, but… what’s up, Makoto-neechan?”