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

2. If the subject of hypnosis has a strong subjective consciousness, unpredictable consequences may occur.

The first reason is probably why An Shihongzhi failed repeatedly. The girls he hypnotized had almost no interaction with him, so suddenly wanting to do that kind of thing would definitely be considered an extreme behavior.

The second point is quite interesting; having too strong a subjective opinion can lead to unpredictable consequences.

This girl probably became like this because she had too strong a sense of self.

Shirakawa glanced at the girl lying on the ground, whimpering incessantly.

She couldn't let anyone know she was in this state. If her teachers, classmates, or parents found out, they would definitely make a big fuss... And if the police followed the trail and found any clues about her, that slightly crazy policewoman, Miike Naoko, would definitely send her to the station.

This is all we can do.

Shirakawa took out the last purification potion, gently lifted the girl's head, soothed her emotions, and placed the potion near the girl's lips.

The girl was also thirsty, and she drank in large gulps, coughing occasionally.

After finishing the bottle, the girl's body relaxed and her breathing became calm, but her condition remained unchanged; she still looked like a baby!

Could they have given me the wrong medicine again, like last time?

Shirakawa checked it over and was quite certain that what he had just taken out was the purification potion.

That would be terrible... Why hasn't she recovered?

This can only be explained as the girl's subjective consciousness and the effectiveness of the hypnosis vying for control of her body during the hypnosis.

The girl's subjective will won, but her consciousness also "shut down and restarted," returning to an infant state.

That’s the only explanation.

However, recalling what happened just now, when Shirakawa first entered, the girl was able to stand and sing while holding onto the frame, which indicates that the girl is slowly learning or slowly regaining consciousness.

At this rate of recovery...

Maybe I'll be back to normal by tomorrow morning.

So what do we do now?

Hey~

The phone rings.

It was a message from Nikaido.

Nikaido: Shirakawa, where have you been? We're about to start choosing seats.

I was so busy all day that I completely forgot about it. The teacher said in class yesterday that we would be changing seats this afternoon.

Shirakawa: Big sister, I have something urgent to attend to and can't leave. Why don't you help me choose?

Nikaido: Hmm... Sure, where would you like to sit?

Shirakawa: The same spot, just the back row by the window.

Nikaido: Ugh... those seats are pretty hard to get.

Indeed, the back row by the window offers a good view, and it's easy for the teacher to catch students secretly doing something under the desk. It's a paradise for students who want to slack off.

Shirakawa: Hmm... It's okay if I don't get selected. I'll just sit next to you. I'll feel more at ease with the big sister next to me.

Nikaido: Uh, I see... Okay then, I'll try my best to choose a good seat.

Shirakawa: Thank you, boss.

Nikaido: Hmm, you're welcome. By the way, did you eat your lunch? I can't quite remember.

Nikaido was still in a hypnotic state at noon, so of course he can't remember anything.

Shirakawa: I ate it. The bento was delicious. Thank you, boss.

Nikaido: That's good, that's good. Oh, the teacher is calling me, I'll go now.

Shirakawa: Hmm.

Just as Shirakawa turned off his phone, Akaza happened to reply.

When the hypnosis incident first occurred, Shirakawa contacted her, but I didn't expect her to only reply now.

Akaza: What do you want? Is it urgent?

Shirakawa: Are you alright now? Why are you only replying now?

Akaza: It's all because of you.

Shirakawa: Huh? What happened to me?

Akaza: My salary was docked, and I can't pay the installment. I was anxious all night. I drank all night and just woke up now. My head hurts so much...

Shirakawa: To be frank, I don't think staying up late to drink has much to do with me.

Akaza: Are you looking for a beating again? I'm going to give you a good beating in class today.

Shirakawa: No, no, no, I was wrong, it was my fault. By the way, Akaza-nee, can I ask for leave from class today?

Akaza: Hmm? What? Are you scared? I was just kidding.

Shirakawa: No, I had a fever this morning and I still don't feel well.

Akaza recalled how Shirakawa had leisurely ridden his motorcycle home the previous night.

Akaza: Alright, get some rest.

Shirakawa: Um, actually I have another request. Could you come to our school?

Akaza: No, I'm having a headache too. I need to have some more to calm down.

So the main idea is to fight poison with poison, right?

Shirakawa: This time I'll give you half the money.

Akaza: Wait a moment, I'll be right there!

62. A mischievous little baby?

At the school gate, Shirakawa paced back and forth, waiting with his hands behind his back.

Finally, Akaza arrived on his motorcycle.

"Hey, Shirakawa, why are you dressed like this?" Akaza covered her mouth and laughed.

Shirakawa was still wearing Jackie's clothes at this time.

"Well, it's more of a hobby. Don't worry about it too much, just come with me."

Shirakawa quickly led her into the school.

Normally, as school is about to end, security guards should not allow unauthorized personnel to enter the school.

Shirakawa explained to the gatekeeper that Akaza was his parent and that the teacher had asked him to organize some kind of three-way meeting.

The gatekeeper let Akaza through as soon as he saw her muscular physique.

I thought they'd have to use a pocket watch to hypnotize me.

Shirakawa led Akaza to the sports warehouse door and opened it.

The dirty, silver-haired girl lay on the ground, her stockings torn, her hair covered in dirt, her face streaked with tears—she looked utterly pitiful.

"Hey, Shirakawa, what have you been doing?" Akaza grabbed Shirakawa's shoulder and questioned him with a gloomy face.

Seeing this, she could only guess that Shirakawa had locked the girl up here and subjected her to inhumane torture.

"Gently, gently!" Shirakawa's shoulder injury hadn't healed yet, and the pinch made it hurt again.

"This is my friend, she... um..." Shirakawa didn't know how to explain for a moment.

When Akaza saw her silver-white hair and appearance, he immediately thought of Hoshimiya Rie.

It's Akaza's boss, the woman Shirakawa met at the gym. They look somewhat alike, and I've heard she has a daughter. Could it be her...?

Akaza took out his phone, intending to call Hoshimiya Rie and ask her about the situation.

Shirakawa thought she was going to call the police, so he quickly stepped forward to stop her.

"Sister Ikeza, wait a moment..."

"Huh? What?"

"Could you take her to my house?"

"Do you think that's possible?" Akaza said, pointing at the pitiful girl. "Look at her like this, and you still want me to take her to your house?"

Akaza dialed a number.

Shirakawa sighed beside him; he couldn't find any other reason now.

He took the pocket watch out of his pocket.

Sorry, I don't want to make a big deal out of this.

"Akaza-nee, please look here."

Akaza looked up, and the moment she saw the pocket watch, she became completely stunned.

Shirakawa pointed to the baby girl and explained to Ikeza, "She is my friend and needs to stay at my house for the night. Could you please give us a ride on your motorcycle?"