Hypnotizing Shoko.

"Well, I'm off!" Gojo exclaimed, waving his hand before teleporting. Once he was out of sight, Keito stopped waving and turned back, heading towards the entrance to Jujutsu College.

Gojo was off for a mission on the other side of the world, in Brazil. An extremely rare occurence happened : a special grade cursed spirit appeared. Keito had overheard Gojo speaking on the phone. That spirit was created by a finger of Ryomen Sukuna, a finger bearer.

From what he knew, his classmates had already faced one and nearly died at the Juvenile Detention Center. Had it not been for Sukuna manifesting, it would have been over for them. From his understanding, Yuji had currently consumed 3 fingers.

Anyways, those things weren't his concern. Gojo leaving, as always, represented an opportunity to do what he couldn't do with him around. In fact, he learned over the previous days that the security was much more lax than he had feared. No one would have intervened if he used a Domain Expansion without telling anyone.

That's why he was headed for the infirmary right now. He steeled his resolve to follow through on successfully putting Shoko into a trance. He had ideas on what he wanted to make her do.

He reached the door of the infirmary and knocked on the door three times. Shoko opened the door, looking at him for any signs of injuries. She didn't find any, but she figured that he was here for something else and let him in.

"What can I do for you?" She asked, turning her back to him. She stopped dead in her tracks when she felt a spark of Cursed Energy coming from him. She turned around at the moment he cast his Domain Expansion.

She found herself lying down on a nice, leather couch surrounded by seemingly countless mirrors. Looking up, she noticed Keito standing on floating platform 32 meters above her. Before she could say anything, a captivating red light assaulted her eyes.

In four seconds, Shoko Ieiri was put under a hypnotic trance and Keito's Domain exploded in pieces. The shards disappeared in a moment and both of them were back in the infirmary.

Shoko had fallen down to the floor, and Keito quickly kneeled next to her. He lifted her up and laid her down on an autopsy table. Her eyes were still open but she seemed unresponsive. He cleared his throat, "Do you hear me, Shoko?"

"Yes." She stared at the ceiling, unblinking.

"Forget everything from the moment you opened the door. Understood?" He asked her, intently watching her face. She must have been over 30, but she looked a few years younger. Not a single wrinkle on her face, and her skin was flawless save for one mole near her right eye.

"Yes."

Now, time to modify her behaviour. "Once you wake up, you will believe that I am by far your favorite student. Understood?"

"Yes."

"As your favorite student, you'll feel extremely close to me. More than what is considered normal between students and teachers, so you'll keep it a secret. Understood?"

She didn't immediately reply. Her face morphed into an uncharacteristic frown, and Keito decided that such an expression wasn't fit for a face this beautiful. Her lips parted and she breathed out her agreement, "...Yes..."

Right, he could probably squeeze one last suggestion before she snapped awake," You will fall back into this state whenever I say 'Sexy Nurse'. Understood?"

Her eyebrows were scrunched up, and Keito was convinced that the suggestion would fail, but she let out an affirmative grunt before she opened her eyes. It took her a second to get her bearings, but once she did she gasped.

"What happened?" She asked, leaning on her elbows. She noticed that she was lying down on an autopsy table. Keito gave her space to stand up, "I don't know, you passed out after opening the door. I put you there and you woke up right after."

Standing up, she felt a wave of drowsiness and stretched. He watched her massive breasts through her turteneck, averting his gaze once she stopped stretching. She flashed him a smile, "I don't feel anything weird, but thank you for your help."

He slightly blushed, grinning like a fool, "It's nothing, I'm sure you'd do the same for me." His heart skipped a beat when she got closer to him, putting one of her hands on his shoulder. He was wearing a tank-top so he could feel the softness and warmth of her hand on his skin.

"Still, I really appreciate it Keito." Shoko said, her voice just above a whisper. The proximity of their faces, the way her voice sounded in his ears, the feeling of her touch, the mention of his first name; his face went from a light red shade to deep crimson and his cock twitched in his shorts.

Shoko cracked a teasing smile at the sight, and she ruffled his hair, "You're a nice kid, I like you."