He tried to save the fallen girls, but they came after him instead.

“That’s true. Maybe in his haste, he dragged the girls inside and forced them to do *that*, and these boyfriends, in their hazy state of consciousness, found him and wanted to tear him to pieces. Anshi Hiroshi was forced to lock the door and hide inside. Or maybe these hypnotized male students subconsciously disliked Anshi Hiroshi and wanted to beat him up far more than the hypnosis worked…” Ako added.

Both of them seemed interested in investigating the sports warehouse.

roar~

Before they could finish speaking, several male students nearby let out a deep, muffled growl at them.

The three of them quickly stopped chatting and pretended to be "zombies".

Fortunately, they were not in good condition and their reactions were even slower. After glancing at Shirakawa a few times, they continued playing baseball.

Jackie and Ayako stood still, waiting for Shirakawa's decision: whether to go to the sports warehouse or return the way they came.

Shirakawa glanced at the time again, carefully considering what the two of them had said.

These are all very low-probability events, and they're all very close calls.

......

Let's go anyway.

Always using purely rational methods to think about problems can easily lead to bias; making a slight compromise is not unacceptable.

On one hand, it's a real possibility, and on the other hand, it's an acceptance of Jackie and Aya's ideas.

Respecting others' choices is important, but being too stubborn can easily lead to mistakes.

Shirakawa turned around and headed towards the sports warehouse.

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It's impossible to get in through the front door.

Shirakawa led the two around the sports warehouse and found a small, dusty window at the back of the warehouse.

The path was overgrown with weeds, and there was no sign that anyone had ever been there.

The warehouse might contain things like high jump foam pads, which get soaked with athletes' sweat. If they're not exposed to light or ventilation for a long time, they'll easily spoil.

The height was quite high. Shirakawa jumped with all his might, grabbed the dusty window frame with both hands, and pushed upwards with his arms.

I tried to do a pull-up, but failed.

You only realize how little muscle you have when you need it.

"Hehe, Xiaobai, you're really weak, aren't you? Are you no good?"

"Let's not talk about this now! Hey, you two, help me up here!"

Jackie and Aya each grabbed one of Shirakawa's legs and together lifted him up high. Shirakawa used one hand to support himself and the other to open the gray window.

It brought out a lot of dust, which made Shirakawa cough incessantly.

Looking inside, below Shirakawa is the high jump mat, and most of the other sports equipment is placed on shelves, with a few scattered on the ground.

There was nothing strange about it.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Wait! There seems to be some sound.

Shirakawa listened intently, and from the other side of the shelf, he could faintly hear a woman moaning.

Did An Shi Hongzhi really make his move here?!

The window was small, barely big enough to fit his waist.

Shirakawa squeezed his upper body through the small window, then tilted downwards, slowly shifting his center of gravity forward.

His waist slid forward slowly, leaving marks on the window frame. Shirakawa struggled, trying to speed up his descent, but suddenly lost his balance and fell headfirst onto the mat.

Shirakawa protected his neck, and the moment he touched the mat, he used the momentum to roll 180 degrees and lay face up on the soft mat.

The noise was very loud.

I looked up in the direction of the sound, but no one came out.

Logically speaking, such loud noise should have been noticed by now.

"Shirakawa, are you alright? Is it safe inside? Shall I throw some stones in for you to use as a shield?" Jackie asked softly from outside the window.

"There are still bricks!" Yako shouted in a low voice.

"No need, no need, let me check the situation first!"

Shirakawa slowly got up and cautiously approached.

At the corner of the shelf, Shirakawa leaned forward slightly and saw only the back of a girl with silver-white hair and wearing a school uniform. She was facing the corner, her jade-like feet raised to face her, trembling slightly, and he didn't know what she was doing.

Besides her, there was no one else in the entire warehouse.

To be honest, it's a bit too scary.

The third rule of Hiroshi An's hypnosis is to maintain a school life, and this girl's "school life" is really strange.

Shirakawa mustered his courage, quietly approached, and gently patted the girl's shoulder.

The girl didn't turn around; instead, she leaned back, tilting her head back as she looked at Shirakawa.

Shirakawa quickly jumped back a large step and grabbed two small dumbbells from the side for self-defense.

?

The girl was holding her feet in her hands, licking her big toes, which were covered in white stockings.

?

That's quite a peculiar habit.

With its big eyes blinking, it suddenly rolled over, got on all fours, and crawled towards Shirakawa step by step.

"Ugh, ugh," it whimpered like a baby.

what's the situation?

Shirakawa didn't understand.

How can hypnosis be done like this?

However, it doesn't seem to be dangerous.

Shirakawa put down the small dumbbell in his hand.

The silver-haired girl approached without making any inappropriate moves. She knelt on the ground, opened her arms, and called out in a babbling voice, "Hug, hug."

Looking at the girl in front of me, with her high school-aged physique, long silver-white hair cascading down her shoulders, her well-proportioned figure, her school uniform covered in dirt, and her pretty face radiating a childlike naturalness and innocence despite its grime.

How come there's a baby here?

54. Dad comforting the baby.

The body is that of a high school student, but the mind is that of an infant.

The girl knelt on the ground with her arms outstretched, but Shirakawa retreated repeatedly and ran in a panic to check the door of the sports equipment warehouse.

The door had a bolt lock, and the brand-new lock was firmly locked. No matter how much the boys outside pounded on the door, it remained firmly in place.

That's where the problem lies.

The windows were covered in years of accumulated dust; no one could have passed through there before Shirakawa.

The girl herself must have locked the door, but she is mentally in the state of an infant, and an infant cannot lock a door by itself... Besides, why is she here?

It is self-contradictory and full of doubts.

No, no, no, the most urgent thing now is to find An Shihongzhi; we can't waste time here.

Shirakawa found some soft mats for sit-ups on the shelf and laid them on the high jump mat.

I stepped on it and it was quite stable.

The height from the window isn't high; if we put about three more on, we should be able to get out.

Seeing that Shirakawa ignored him, the girl crawled onto the mat and suddenly ripped off the soft mat that Shirakawa had laid out.

The cushion landed on the open ground, and the girl clapped her hands repeatedly, laughing foolishly.

It seems she doesn't want me to leave.

"Um, baby, I have something urgent to attend to and I have to go out."

"Mmm~ Hug, hug~" The girl opened her arms again.

This time, Shirakawa had no choice but to half-squat down and lift him up.

The girl hugged Shirakawa tightly, her cheek gently rubbing against his shoulder.

Her silver-white hair, carrying the scent of a young girl, nestled in Shirakawa's arms, stirred a stirring of romantic feelings within him.

But the other person's mind is still that of an infant. If he were to actually do something, Shirakawa would be worse than a beast, to the point that he himself would despise himself.

Shirakawa pushed the girl away and gently patted her head: "Be good, listen to me, your brother is really leaving this time."

The girl blinked her big eyes, her gaze filled with innocence, her lips pouting, tears welling up in her eyes.