Alex did not use Hypnosis on Daiki Tachibana. Occasionally watching a Cuckolded Boyfriend break down was quite entertaining.

Ahem, upon reflection, it seems there are quite a few Cuckolded Boyfriends I’ve broken down… Tsk, no, how can I say I broke them down? This is helping them! After all, even without me, you all couldn’t escape the fate of the Cuckolded Boyfriend.

Whether it’s Yui-senpai, Makoto, or Chloe, they would all eventually be stolen by the Cheating Boyfriend. These Cuckolded Boyfriends’ fates would only be worse than death. Better to be freed early.

Dating is too dangerous. Being single is so much better, free and fearless.

If you don’t have power like mine, don’t even think about dating. You’ll just end up with a Cuckold on your head. Why bother?

“Alex, I’m heading back to my class,” Yui Obata put on her indoor shoes and shyly kissed the corner of Alex’s mouth. As for Daiki Tachibana and his kind, she had already cast them out of her mind.

“Mhm, bye.”

“I’ll come find you during lunch break,” Yui said, her back disappearing upstairs. Alex shrugged, about to turn back to his 1-D classroom, when he suddenly heard a teasing voice behind him.

“Claimed another one?”

He turned around. It was the Spicy Blonde.

The Gyaru girl with silver hair and red eyes tossed her bag onto her shoulder, one hand on her hip, standing not far behind him. She gave him a strange, half-smile, probably having seen the entire scene earlier.

She wasn’t familiar with the second-year Senpai named Yui Obata; she had only just met her yesterday. Yesterday, the girl seemed quite reserved around Alex, but today, she was suddenly intimate, prompting Anya Kitakami to make certain assumptions.

“You saw that?” Alex raised an eyebrow.

“What do you think?” The blonde girl, her ponytail swaying, walked up to him, grabbed his arm, and tucked it into her embrace, huffing. “You work fast, don’t you?”

She knew Alex’s style: when it came to girls, he acted decisively and never held back.

“Am I fast?”

“It was Makoto yesterday, and today it’s that Senpai. What do you think?” Anya said, pulling him toward their classroom.

“Actually, Yui-senpai was already… ahem,” Alex didn’t pull his arm away. As she dragged him, he said, “Makoto is Makoto, and she is who she is… Actually, that Senpai was controlled by me using Hypnosis.”

“Oh.”

“…You’re not surprised?” Alex saw a momentary flicker of surprise in her expression, but she quickly regained her composure, leaving him startled.

“I already know your style. Why would I be surprised?”

“…”

“Tsk tsk, truly the former fierce Gyaru. Anya, you have quite the bad personality, too. But speaking of which, don’t you suspect that you were also hypnotized and controlled by me?” Alex raised an eyebrow.

What do you mean, I have a bad personality? This guy. Anya subtly pinched his arm. “Did you hypnotize us?”

“No.”

“Then that’s that.”

“…”

He was suddenly at a loss for words.

“We all trust you, Alex. Besides,” Anya pulled him through the classroom door. “Even if you did hypnotize us, Chloe and the others probably wouldn’t refuse… And I’m the same.”

“Tsk,” Alex clicked his tongue and suddenly rubbed her head roughly. “I didn’t realize you girls were such Masochists (M).”

“What Masochist (M)? Stop messing with my hair!” She was actually a little shy after saying those words. Anya Kitakami was a somewhat tsundere Gyaru.

But even this Gyaru realized she enjoyed being with him more and more. It was the first time she had experienced the feeling of loving someone. It was all that Alex’s fault.

This rascal is a deadly poison to girls.

Whether it was his mysterious and unique power or his personality, which was sometimes dominant and sometimes gentle…

Anya’s cheeks were flushed as she thought. She complained verbally but didn’t shake his hand off. Being patted on the head like this actually felt quite comfortable, but she was a little self-conscious being in the classroom.

She felt like she was being treated like a child.

Back at their seats, Alex’s seat was next to hers. Seeing him sit down in the window seat, the Gyaru put down her school bag. Makoto Himegi, whose seat was near the front, came over to them.

“Alex, Anya.”

Makoto wore her school uniform and looked mostly the same as usual, but there was a lot more smiling on her face. She was bright, radiant, lively, and playful. Her eyes toward Alex were full of affection. The girls gathered here were all the class’s famous beauties.

This made many students stare at them. Alex, usually low-key in school, was now the subject of much envy and jealousy. However, when Anya, the Gyaru, fixed them with a fierce glare, more than half of the curious glances immediately disappeared.

“Makoto, did you go to my house last night? Did you sleep well?” Alex tossed his school bag aside, leaned back in his chair, and scrutinized her. She seems to be in a great mood. Last night, his attention was focused on the Obata mother and daughter; he didn’t check on Makoto.

“I did. I slept at your place last night, Alex,” Makoto Himegi felt a slight blush. Not only did she go to Alex’s house, but she also slept in his bedroom.

“Eh? Makoto, you went to Alex’s house?” The Gyaru next to them interrupted in surprise. “You should have called me yesterday! Chloe and I could have gone with you. It’s more fun with three.”

“How would I know… Anya, do you and Chloe go to his house often?” Makoto Himegi narrowed her eyes. “You must have had a lot of fun together, the three of you.”

She had found a lot of girls’ clothes, including private undergarments, in Alex’s house, which she assumed belonged to them.

“Yes, Makoto, you can join us next time! I’m telling you, Alex is amazing. Chloe and I together probably still…”

Anya pulled Makoto Himegi aside, deliberately avoiding Alex to whisper. Alex, however, heard every word clearly. Propping his face on one hand, Alex’s thoughts drifted.

Even with Makoto added, I can handle it. Even if I include the Obata mother and daughter, I still have no pressure!

Wait a moment. Including Madam Natsumi and Yui-senpai, that makes five girls… The average number of times per girl is about five, and Madam Natsumi’s tolerance and need are stronger.

That would be nearly thirty times, and thirty times every day… This… even with the Meditation skill, my current Stamina might not be quite enough, right?

He secretly wiped a bead of sweat. He felt a slight pressure.

But there was no need to calculate it this way. Things were different now. He used to push himself to the limit to quickly accumulate Affection Points. Now, there was no need to rush. He could ensure every girl received equal attention, maybe just two or three times each.

He didn’t even need to be so frequent every day. After all, Lewdness was for enjoyment. To treat it purely as work would be to put the cart before the horse.

Doing that kind of thing every day only leads to endless emptiness.

Just as he was thinking, the class bell rang. Makoto waved goodbye and returned to her seat. Anya moved her chair, pulling her desk next to his.

Inhaling the girl’s alluring body scent and feeling her increasingly charming and soft body, with whom he had shared intimate moments many times, an urge within Alex stirred uncontrollably.

He was aroused.

Damn it!

Emptiness? Nonsense. Lewdness, even daily, only made him feel incredibly fulfilled.

Yes… I guess I should have more of this kind of life.

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