The Conquest of Utahime (2)

First of all, he couldn't leave her here. Quickly, he picked her up and held her bridal style. He grunted; with a body like that, she was damn heavy, even to him.

He carried her back to the campus. He wasn't sure if he was seen, but it didn't matter since everyone on staff was ordered to ignore everything weird happening in the school.

He brought her back to his bedroom and laid her down on his bed. Her lewd body for once didn't even distract him as he paced in his room, deciding on what to do.

Utahime knew that he had used his Domain Expansion on her to have his way with her. And since he had almost begged her to let him use it against her students, she'd quickly suspect that he did something to them.

In fact, she would immediately start to suspect that he may have done it to the students from Tokyo too. And then, she would call Gojo, and he'd come to beat him up.

As he paused to look at her beautiful, attractive body, only one thought was in his mind, 'Should I kill her?' But he dismissed it; it would be impossible to hide and even more difficult to explain.

Just then, his phone rang and he answered the call by instinct, not even looking at the caller's name, "It better be important, I'm extremely busy right now."

"Why, having fun at Kyoto?" Shoko's teasing voice was heard, and his worries practically melted away. He breathed easier, and the weight on his shoulders went from unbearable to manageable.

"Hey Shoko, sorry for speaking to you like that but I'm in deep shit. Do you think you can come over to Kyoto like, right now? I need your help."

"Sure, it's my off-day today. Try not to die before I get here."

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"You weren't lying when you said you were in deep, huh." Shoko remarked, standing with her arms crossed in his bedroom. She looked at her ****, nearly naked friend, Utahime.

Before he had left Tokyo for the students exchange event, Keito had put Shoko under a trance one last time. He made her aware that he could hypnotize people and made her completely okay with that. Furthermore, he made her agree to help him hypnotize someone if he needed her.

So Mai wasn't really the first person to learn he could mind control people, though she was the only one who knew and didn't believe it was okay to do it.

"What should we do?" Keito asked, sitting on his chair. He was still nervous, but Shoko's presence and confidence calmed him down. Together, they could do it.

"From what you've told me, your Cursed Technique works better to hypnotize people if they're tired, weak, or naturally suggestible. They need to be conscious before you can put them in a trance, and then you plant suggestions in their **** mind."

"Utahime is far from suggestible. Even worse, she's very tightly guarded. Only with friends like me does she ever drop her guard. And she's far from weak, she's a semi-grade 1 sorcerer who's seen her own share of battles."

"You were bound to fail if you thought you could just hypnotize her like you did to everyone else before. They were all either students, nameless staff members, or old people. Even I wasn't that strong, but it's because I'm far more trusting and much weaker than Utahime."

Shoko stepped forwards and sat on the bed next to Utahime. Her hands went to her friend's gigantic boobs, and she played with them as she spoke her plan, "Let me hypnotize her."

"...What?"

"Sorry, I meant hypnotize her and let me plant suggestions in her mind. We're best friends, it'll be much easier than you trying to do it. You just tell me what you want me to say, and I'll say it. I'll throw in a **** cocktail I used to take years ago to make her barely conscious."

Well, Keito had to admit that it was a far better plan than what he had in mind. He trusted Shoko enough to let her put the suggestions in his stead, so really there was no reason to say no, "Yeah sure, I'll let you do it. Let me think of what I want you to do to her."

"Great, then I'll get to work on that cocktail." She said, standing up and walking towards the door. On her way out, she paused to look at Keito, "By the end of tonight, she'll be putty in your hands."