The School is Under Hypnosis, and I'm the Only One Who Knows (I Was Able To Send The Hypnotist Flying Back Home, but Now I’ve Got The Whole School Under My Hands As My Harem, What Should I Do!?)

Chapter 83: Watanabe Ichiro, Becomes a Shota 2

I might have gone too far…

I thought that when I saw the scene in front of me.

At first, it was good. I took my brother’s first ejaculation and virginity in his memory. It was my privilege to prepare this situation. My brother had a dazed expression on his face as he experienced pleasure for the first time in his life.

I also know how to make my brother feel good. I’m not always being done to. It’s easy to make my brother, who has lost his memory, feel good. I made him feel good unilaterally, knowing his weak points inside out.

I also had the shota-loving beauties help me. They were licking my brother’s whole body or sandwiching him with their breasts. If he tasted such a luxurious harem sex for the first time of his life, he would never be able to go back to normal.

After that, I had the shota-loving beauties take turns having sex with my brother and taught him one by one about erotic things.

It was great to see my brother flustered and panicked at every move we made.

It was great to — arouse me.

My brother, who didn’t know what was going on, was repeatedly climaxed by us and sank into the sea of pleasure, drowning in it. This was what I was looking for.

At first, it was going very well.

However, from here on, everyone went too far.

My brother, who had become a shota, didn’t refuse any of our erotic requests. He seemed unable to refuse the requests of the erotic older sisters.

The ideal shota listened to everything we said. The women’s reason for this situation went crazy.

The women started to gather around my brother 24 hours a day. Moreover, the number of them kept increasing for some reason. I didn’t call them, so why? In the end, my brother was buried in women, and I couldn’t see where he was.

My brother was drowning in a lot of women, but he was calling me for help.

In this situation, it was impossible to run the university. There was also a limit to covering the eyes of the neighbors with hypnosis.

When I saw this scene, I realized that this was a failure.

I decided to go back to the original state for the time being.

I noticed it when I tried to write my diary as usual.

My diary had skipped two weeks. I thought I was writing it every day. Yet, there was a gap of two weeks. That is, there was a possibility that some kind of hypnosis had been used on me. However, it was a mystery what had been done to me.

I tried to remember what had happened in the two weeks that were not in my diary. However, I could only remember things that happened more than two weeks ago. I didn’t notice until I saw the diary that I couldn’t remember anything that happened in the last two weeks. What happened in those two weeks…?

The next morning.

“Mika-oneechan”

When I called Mika, I suddenly felt a sense of discomfort. Did I just say something weird? Also, for some reason, my heart was pounding when I looked at Mika. Also, she looked strangely sexy to me. From her sleepy figure in the morning, I got the impression of an older erotic older sister. Mika should be younger than me. Why do I want to be spoiled by her?

“Hmm? What’s wrong?”

Mika answered in a slightly stretched voice as if she was talking to a young child. She didn’t seem to feel any discomfort at my call.

“Sorry, nothing.”

I felt a little embarrassed. I decided to get ready quickly and go to school. I felt that I had to know what had happened in the last two weeks as soon as possible.

I went to Suzumiya’s place when I arrived at the university. I thought she knew what had happened in the last two weeks. She seemed to have a little resistance to cheat hypnosis.

“Suzumiya, I have a question for you.”

“Hmm ♡ What’s wrong ♡ Did your penis get big? Should I cure you, older sister?”

Chotto, nat, eh?

Suzumiya said it in a very sweet voice. Clearly, her character was different from usual. It was the same as Mika, talking to a younger child as if she were talking to a younger child. However, there was something strange about talking to a young child. It was clearly aroused. I don’t think there are any women who get aroused by young children.

“Um, Suzumiya… What’s wrong?”

“Eh? Oh… That’s right, I remember that I was back to normal yesterday.”

Suzumiya showed an expression as if she had noticed something. Then, she seemed to be depressed.

I somehow felt that I could imagine what had happened in the last two weeks. Did I do something embarrassing in those two weeks…? I don’t really want to know. However, I can’t not ask.

“Hey, Suzumiya, what happened in the last two weeks? Was I hypnotized?”

“… There was nothing special. I went back to normal, so there’s nothing to worry about. … Haa”

Even if I’m told that there’s nothing to worry about, I’m very curious when I’m depressed like that?