"You know Kazuma?"
Even as the sound faded into the distance and the screams could no longer be heard, Kaede did not turn back. That slap seemed to represent her determination. Perhaps it was because they were childhood friends.
This scene intrigued Shijou Anri, as if it reminded her of herself and Takaya.
"Yes, I know him," Kaede said, holding Suzu's hand as they went upstairs. She glanced at Shijou Anri, especially at her striking figure, and muttered, "I know Kazuma is mysterious and has many incredible powers, so he can definitely save Suzu, right?"
It was clear she was still uneasy.
The silver-haired beauty nodded. "Leave it to us. I also know who did it, though I don't know the name—someone from your class."
Kaede's pupils shrank.
"You should avoid going back to class until it's safe."
"Understood."
Completely unaware that such a terrifying person was in his class, Kaede turned her gaze to Suzu, who still looked confused. If not for Kazuma and this beautiful girl, she might have…
She didn't even dare continue the thought.
"By the way… what is your relationship with Kazuma?" Kaede suddenly became curious.
"I…" Shijou Anri paused. "I am his maid."
For now, their relationship really was master and maid. "I once experienced something terrible too, just like you. If Kazuma hadn't saved me, I might have… so he is my benefactor."
While Kaede was still processing the "maid" and "benefactor" information, they had already reached Class B of the first year.
Kazuma was chatting and joking with Kanna Hiiragi and the others when Anri called him out. The moment Kaede saw him, she felt like she had seen a savior—not only because he had saved her before, but also because of Anri's words, she firmly believed he could help.
Only he could save Suzu.
"What happened?" Kazuma asked.
"What I found downstairs seems to be a type of hypnotic ability," Shijou Anri explained briefly. "This girl is being controlled by a strange phone."
"A phone? Hypnosis?" Kazuma's expression turned serious. "Looks like another troublesome one has appeared."
Then he chuckled lightly. It might have been troublesome for his past self, but now hypnosis had no effect on him. After all, even Anri couldn't be controlled earlier. However, Suzu's condition still looked dangerous for ordinary people.
"Kazuma-kun…"
Kaede looked at him pitifully, tears welling in her eyes. The proud and beautiful girl completely showed her vulnerable side in front of Kazuma.
All her arrogance was gone. Only worry remained.
"Don't worry, I'll save her… Suzu is my friend too," Kazuma said, patting her head.
He gently rubbed her hair as if comforting a child—or teasing her. "But I'm surprised you didn't doubt me, and even defended me."
Being patted like that felt like being treated as a pet, but Kaede wasn't angry at all. Instead, she felt a strong sense of security. With her sister in danger and her childhood friend acting irrationally, she had felt completely alone—but Kazuma's comfort warmed her heart.
"Thank you for patting my head…" Kaede murmured, lowering her head. Her voice softened. "I've never doubted you, Kazuma."
"I'm really touched," Kazuma said, ruffling her hair even more, messing it up completely.
"Alright then. Didn't Anri say that person is in your class? Let's go. I'll go with you," Kazuma said with a teasing smile. "I want to see which lucky guy got such a powerful hypnosis phone."
As Morishita Wataru climbed the stairs, his heart was still pounding.
Shijou Anri's charm had shaken him, but the fact that she wasn't affected by hypnosis made him extremely cautious. He didn't dare approach her again until he understood why.
"What a pity… such a beautiful woman. But there are plenty of girls in this school," he muttered while holding his phone tightly. "As long as I have this, I'll never lack women. They'll all belong to me sooner or later."
His face gradually contorted. "So we need to find someone else to test it quickly and see if its function has really disappeared."
As he muttered to himself, Morishita Wataru's expression kept shifting—sometimes tense, sometimes excited, and sometimes so dark it looked like ink was leaking out. The girls passing by whispered among themselves and instinctively kept their distance.
Ha, I'm unpopular, huh? But it doesn't matter. Sooner or later, you'll all kneel before me. Every girl in this school will fall at my feet!
Morishita Wataru sneered and quickened his pace. He didn't return to the classroom but headed straight for the office. "Since there's nothing we can do about that girl for now, let's leave it and find Mr. Shirakawa first."
Ms. Shirakawa was very popular at school. Not only was she beautiful, but she was also gentle, treating every student equally without favoritism. Because of this, Morishita Wataru had always been fond of her. However, he later heard that Ms. Shirakawa already had someone she liked and even had a boyfriend.
That bothered him for a long time.
But now… hadn't the opportunity arrived?
"Teacher Shirakawa has a great personality, and her looks and figure are no worse than that girl's. If I could get a woman like her, it wouldn't just satisfy me—it would also make things much easier for me at school."
Thinking this, he arrived at the office.
"Ms. Shirakawa," Morishita called from the doorway.
Inside, Shirakawa Miwa was organizing books and documents, her blonde hair tied up in a neat bun. Dressed in her uniform, she gave off an elegant, intellectual aura. Her bright red lips and refined features made her every man's ideal woman.
He swallowed hard and stepped closer, already thinking of making a move.
"Morishita-kun? Is something the matter?" she asked.
"Does Shirakawa-sensei still remember me?" Morishita Wataru walked in and quietly closed the door behind him. Shirakawa Miwa didn't seem to notice. The beautiful teacher smiled gently.
"Of course I remember. Even though I'm not the homeroom teacher of Class D, I won't forget my students."
"What a great teacher," Morishita Wataru thought, his desire growing stronger. He took out his phone—the one with a strange hypnotic app—and said, "Shirakawa-sensei, my phone seems to be acting up. Could you take a look?"
"Your phone?"
Without any suspicion, Shirakawa Miwa looked at the screen he handed her. The moment she saw the hypnosis interface, a strange mental force erupted again, rushing into her mind.
"I want to change it into another form…"
Shirakawa Miwa froze, sitting motionless, eyes fixed on the phone.
"It worked! It succeeded!" Morishita Wataru couldn't hide his excitement. He punched the air. "So it wasn't me… and it wasn't the phone… it was that girl who was strange. But whatever—Shirakawa-sensei is enough."
"Shirakawa-sensei, I heard you already have someone you like?" he asked, slightly breathless.
"Yes." Shirakawa Miwa looked at him calmly and nodded. "I do have someone I like."
"That's fine," Morishita Wataru said. "From now on, you'll only love me. Whether it's your lover or anything else, you'll belong to me. You'll become my slave. I'm your only man…"
He raised his phone again, trying to activate the hypnosis app. "Shirakawa-sensei, kneel in front of me—then take off your clothes…"
He closed the door, eager to act.
But Shirakawa Miwa still didn't move. Instead, she looked at him with a complicated expression.
"Morishita-kun… I didn't expect you to be this kind of person."
His eyes widened. Her clear gaze showed no sign of being affected.
"Impossible… Shirakawa-sensei, you…"
In the next moment, Morishita Wataru was suddenly blasted away by an invisible force and slammed hard into the wall. Pain spread through his body, but the shock to his mind was even greater.
"This can't be happening…!"
"Why didn't it work? Is hypnosis just a lie?" he gasped.
"It's not a lie."
Shirakawa Miwa's voice drew his attention back. He looked up—and his pupils shrank.
His phone was floating in mid-air.
Shirakawa Miwa gently raised her hand, controlling it with invisible force.
"…Telekinesis?" Morishita Wataru whispered.
Miwa didn't answer. Instead, she sighed softly. "If I could, I would rather my students not go down the wrong path… especially someone who has obtained such dangerous power. Hypnosis… Morishita-kun, you've disappointed your teacher."
Although her tone remained gentle, Morishita no longer felt warmth—only fear.
At that moment, Kazuma and Shijou Anri arrived.
"Is this Teacher Shirakawa's office? Did that guy go in?" Kazuma asked.
"Teacher Shirakawa is in danger!" Shijou Anri said, about to force the door open, but Kazuma suddenly stopped her with a strange expression.
At that same moment, the door opened.
Kazuma and Shijou Anri saw Shirakawa Miwa unharmed—and Morishita Wataru unconscious on the floor.
"Kazuma-kun? Anri-san? What are you doing here?" Shirakawa asked calmly.
Shijou Anri glanced at the unconscious Morishita Wataru. "What happened? Is Teacher Shirakawa alright?"
Kazuma's expression didn't change. Acting innocent, he pointed at the phone in Shirakawa's hand. "Teacher Shirakawa, can I have that phone?"
Shirakawa immediately hid it behind her back and smiled. "Nope~ That's a dangerous thing. Good kids can't play with it~ Kazuma-kun shouldn't learn bad things."
Kazuma: "..."
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