CHAPTER 85: CHAPTER 6

Seijirou pushed open the heavy mahogany door of the Student Council Room and stepped inside.

The room was already occupied by its president, Kobayashi Rindou, who was seated behind a massive, polished desk, her head bowed as she immersed herself in a towering stack of paperwork.

The air in the room was quiet and industrious, and Seijirou finds himself quite fascinated watching this girl work seriously.

Rindou, who seemed to have noticed his arrival, looked up, and immediately the serious, focused expression instantly dissolved, replaced by a radiant, genuine smile that always seemed reserved just for him.

He was sure that if her vice president were to see this smile, he wouldn’t be able erase it from his memory.

She rose gracefully from her chair and motioned for him to sit down on a plush velvet couch situated against the far wall.

She then walked to the side of the room where a fridge was positioned in a way that saves up space.

"Welcome, Seijirou-kun. I apologize for the summons, but I wanted to make sure we addressed your... activities." She opened the fridge, looking around as she asked, "Would you like some refreshments?"

"If you have any cola, I’d take one," Seijirou replied, settling onto the expensive upholstery. "Otherwise, I’ll leave it up to you."

Rindou nodded, humming softly to herself, and after moving around some stuff for awhile, she pulled out a cold canned cola and, to his surprise, a box of pizza.

She placed the cola in front of him and said, "I’ll reheat the pizza first. It’s leftover from the teachers’ meeting yesterday."

Seijirou popped the can open with a satisfying hiss and took a long look around the room.

He realized he hadn’t truly managed to take in the sheer luxury of the space during his previous brief visits.

This place was surely no ordinary high school office.

The room featured not just a mini-fridge and microwave, but a large, flat-screen TV on a swivel mount, two high-end PC sets dedicated to administration, and a glass cabinet full of gleaming golden trophies and commendations that spanned decades.

There were also several expensive-looking landscape paintings adorning the walls.

Most impressively, the wall directly behind the president’s desk was a full, floor-to-ceiling glass window that offered a stunning, panoramic view of the entire front yard and main entrance of the school.

Just how high is the budget given to the student council here? he wondered. This was an office fit for a corporate executive, not some highschool student council.

A moment later, Rindou placed a paper plate piled high with slices of pizza in front of him.

It was still steaming hot, the cheese glistening appealingly.

"Thanks," Seijirou said, already taking one piece and sinking his teeth into it.

It wasn’t as good as fresh, delivery-hot pizza, but it was definitely passable.

"So, I got this..." Rindou then took out a wooden chessboard, beautifully crafted, and grinned as she showed it to him.

Seijirou raised an eyebrow, chewing thoughtfully. "You want to play?"

Rindou sat down opposite him, the board resting on the low coffee table between them as she began to arrange the board and the pieces.

"I do," she confirmed, her eyes shining with competitive spirit.

"Well, I don’t mind. But why?" Seijirou asked.

"Even though we already did...’that’—" she blushed slightly, referring to their recent intimacy, "—I still don’t know much about you or your past. So, I want to get to know you through a game."

She then outlined the rules for this game, "So how about, whenever one of our pieces gets captured, the player who lost the piece must tell one true, verifiable fact about themselves. And the person who loses the entire game must do whatever the winner asks—no limits."

Seijirou chuckled, wiping grease from his lip. The stakes were high, but the intimacy of the format was appealing.

Do whatever the winner says, is it? Oh he’s so gonna enjoy this.

"That’s an interesting way to conduct a performance review, President." He chuckled, "But Rindou, if it’s a game: I never lose."

He made the declaration with absolute confidence.

While the Game-Seijirou who previously owned this body was a talented and pampered delinquent who had never touched a chessboard in his life, he—the gamer who had taken over—was a highly skilled player.

In his past life, he had routinely beaten a chess engine with an Elo rating of over 2000, placing his strategic skills easily on the level of a certified Grandmaster.

Rindou leaned forward, her smile turning into a challenging, fierce expression as she tapped the board lightly. "Be careful with that confidence, Seijirou-kun. I learned chess from my grandfather. He is currently recognized as the best chess player in the entire country."

Seijirou returned her fierce gaze, his own competitive spirit now fully ignited, overriding his exhaustion from the night before.

"It doesn’t matter," he stated, his voice ringing with cold certainty. "Be it fighting, academics, or even games, a Kageyama must never lose."

He reached out and, with an authoritative motion, moved his pawn forward two squares. "Your move."

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"It works!"

Hipuno Shisou stood in a quiet, unused hallway, staring triumphantly at the dazed, unresponsive form of the female test subject, Gini Pegy.

Her eyes were completely blank, her body slack.

"Hahahaha!" His face broke out into a large, twisted smile as he threw his head back and laughed, a high-pitched, manic sound of pure, exhilarating power.

He felt invincible! He felt like he can do anything!

He calmed down, turning towards Pegy and to make sure it really works, ordered her, "Jump up and down three times!"

She did, the action jerky and mechanical, her face still utterly blank.

"Now," he commanded, his voice trembling with anticipatory lust, "rub your boobs, slowly."

Pegy immediately complied, her fingers awkwardly kneading her chest through her school uniform.

Shisou felt a dizzying rush of blood flood his lower body as he stared at her breasts, and a lewd, triumphant smile fixed on his face as a thin string of saliva dripped like melted ice from the corner of his mouth.

He was about to reach out, ready to claim his prize, when a soft, melodic voice sounded directly behind him.

"Oh dear. What’s going on here?"

Startled, Shisou spun around, his breath catching in his throat.

There, standing just a few meters away was the beautiful school nurse, Shirohara Retsu.

She was immaculate in her white coat, her hands tucked neatly into the pockets, her head tilted slightly, an expression of gentle, innocent confusion on her face.

Shisou instantly forced himself to calm down, quickly trying to shove the phone into his pocket.

He plastered on a nervous, fake smile. "Retsu-sensei! I was just... just asking a classmate about this app I downloaded. I thought it was a virus or something, but she doesn’t know anything about it either."

Retsu hummed, her soft smile never wavering as she took a slow step forward but said nothing, her eyes calmly assessing the dazed Pegy.

Seizing the opportunity to test his newfound power on a high-value target, Shisou pulled the phone back out, holding it toward her.

"Sensei, could you take a quick look? I really want to know how to use this app—it looks complicated."

Retsu thought for a brief moment, her eyes thoughtful, before she nodded, her expression still benign.

"It does look a bit strange. Let me see."

She approached Shisou but stopped a few feet away, maintaining a professional distance.

Shisou lewdly grinned, his heart pounding in excitement as he quickly fumbled with the app and activated the hypnosis function, aiming the phone’s screen directly at Retsu’s face.

A faint, subtle pink glow emanated from the screen, momentarily enveloping Retsu’s head.

In the next instant, her beautiful, gentle eyes turned vacant and blank, losing all trace of sentience.

Shisou burst into manic laughter, throwing his head back again. "I did it! I actually did it! This app really works! With this power, I am a god! I can do anything I wanted! I can rule this world! I knew I’m not some lame background character! I’m the protagonist of this world!"

He laughed for a few more moments, the sound echoing maniacally in the empty corridor, tasting the infinite possibilities of his revenge.

He calmed himself, his eyes resting on Retsu’s beautiful, vulnerable face and he immediately imagined the endless stream of perverted acts he could force her to perform.

Feeling impatient, he decided to start with the most basic humiliation.

"Take your clothes off," he ordered, his voice low and guttural.

Retsu’s arm lifted slowly, her fingers reaching for the buttons of her pristine white coat.

Shisou’s eyes gleamed with sickening excitement.

But in that critical instant, everything froze.

Shisou felt a sudden, searing spike of hot, stinging pain shoot through his hand.

He stared down, confused, before his eyes widened in shock seeing a long, slender acupuncture needle that had pierced straight through the back of his hand, and embedding itself deep into his phone.

The screen immediately cracked and went dark.

A beat later, blood started flowing freely from the wound.

"Ah...ah...AAAAHHHHH!!!" Shisou screamed in a piercing, high-pitched wail of agony as he stumbled, falling down onto the floor, writhing in pain.

He crawled backward, still screaming, his wide eyes fixed on Retsu.

Her eyes were still blank, emotionless... but a horrifying, psychotic smile had peeled back her lips, revealing rows of small, perfect white teeth.

In the fingers of her free hand, three more acupuncture needles spun lazily.

"So that is where you were hiding, you little rat," she whispered, her voice no longer soft and melodic, but deep, cold, and utterly terrifying. "You might’ve escaped from Seijirou after your previous host was defeated, but this time, I won’t let you go."

She threw another needle, piercing Shisou’s other hand and nailing it to the floor, preventing him from escaping.

"AAAHHH! Ithh fhuurths! Hurffss!" Snot and tears fell from his eyes, and he even found it hard to form coherent words due to pain.

"Aahh~," Retsu moaned seeing that expression, "It’s been awhile. Let me see more of it."

She crouched down, staring straight at his face filled with despair. Then, under his terrifyied eyes, she raised another needle, his head shaking, as if asking her to stop.

But she didn’t.

"AAAHHHH!!!"

She stabbed it hard to his thighs.

"That’s it. More, show me more~!" She moaned in delight, "I can’t get enough of this!"

Ah~, she wondered how would Seijirou react if she found out about this? She bet that he’ll be disgusted, right? Ah, but she can only apologise.

She can’t help it.

Seeing this expression of despair, this hopelessness, this pain...

It was intoxicating!