My Futanari Lover!

17-VI

"Whatever I say next," he folded his arms on the table, "please try your best to remain calm."

"... O-Okay?" She blinked. W-What is he going to say?

"When you hypnotized me yesterday..." his eyes drifted to the pendulum. "I... wasn't hypnotized."

"... Ah?" She blinked again.

"I was... playing along. Pretending." He rubbed his head. "I was fully aware of everything you did yesterday."

"... Eh?"

"I remember everything you told me." He sighed. "Truth be told, I couldn't get it out of my mind until now."

"... Huh?"

Irine couldn't utter a single word, her mouth going agape. A bomb set off in her heart. It filled her mind with complete silence. He... wasn't hypnotized? He remembers...? Yesterday...? What?

Mabel held a finger to his lips. "Please remain cal–..."

"HEEE–MNNNGH?!"

Mabel quickly covered her mouth the moment she began screaming in shock.

"I guess I can't blame you for being shocked, but please keep your voice down!"

"MNGNGNH?!" Irine was utterly flabbergasted. He remembers everything?! Everything I did?! Everything I said?! Whaaaat?!

"Look, I'm not holding it against you!" he exclaimed, muffling her voice. "I want to talk this out with you!"

What is there to talk about?! Irine gripped his forearm, trying to pry it away from her mouth. Oh no, what does he think of me?! I just want to crawl into a hole and die!

Of course she wasn't going to take this in stride! Imagine finding out your senior was fully aware during your playful masturbatory session! I know I would be livid! She must be shocked hearing all this!

"Just listen to me, please!"

...

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After several moments of back and forth between the junior and senior, Irine finally calmed down and stopped talking. Mabel slowly withdrew his hand away from her lips and dropped to his seat. Okay, that was a bit exhausting!

"... All right." Mabel took a deep breath. "Can we talk this out?"

"Oh god, oh god, oh god..." Irine clasped her head, bowing it. He knows. He knows everything. He's seen me. Was there any point in talking this out?

"I just want to–..."

"I'm so sorry!" Irine slammed her head to the table in an apologetic manner. "I know I shouldn't have done it!"

"I-Irine...?"

"P-Please forget everything you saw and heard yesterday!" she blushed heavily, steam blowing out of her ears. "They never happened! They don't exist! They're simply a figment of your imagination!"

It would be really difficult to forget it. Mabel hummed. It was honestly a spectacle yesterday. She looks very desperate. But there's no way I can get that lewd imagery of her thick magical member out of my hea–... hold on, what the hell am I thinking?

"Or if you can't forget it..." Irine slowly raised her head. Her eyes glowed an intense orange as she pulled a magic staff out of her skirt. "Allow me to beat it out of your memory."