Hypnotist at the Hero Academy 87

Chapter 87 – Secretly Investigating Jazlyn

After the shower was over, we came out of the shower room.

The clothes were quickly washed in the magic washing machine. My body feels very refreshed yet drowsy. When I looked out the window, it was dark outside because it was night.

“Zion. I’m going to the dormitory now. Where are you going?”

“I will stop by the main auditorium and then leave.”

“I get it. See you tomorrow then.”

“Yes.”

Me and Calele briefly said hello and parted ways.

‘Shall we go to the main auditorium?’

There is no particular reason why I go to the main auditorium. I just felt like it would be a good idea to stop by the main auditorium before going to the dormitory.

As you enter the main hall, you can see Jazlyn coming out of the library in the distance. She was so far away that Jazlyn didn’t notice me. She is followed by dozens of members of her personal guard, all of whom are carrying books.

‘Why are you borrowing so many books?’

Jazlyn knows that she likes books, but it’s strange that she borrows so many books at once.

‘Jazleen is trying to investigate something. So what are you trying to investigate?’

Having become a Silver Badge in her SS, I know every detail of Jazlyn’s schedule, from her tastes to her latest interests. Since it is close to Jazlyn, you can observe her in detail, and Kallena and the other Silver Badges talk about her daily life.

‘As far as I know, Jazleen hasn’t done anything like that recently. She said she had already finished all the homework assigned in her class. So what is she investigating?’

My senses are warning me that I need to know what Jazlyn is trying to investigate. I waited until Jazlyn was out of sight, and then she went into the library. The inside of the library was bright, but perhaps because it was night, there were no people, so it was quiet.

‘Aren’t there any librarians?’

When I looked at the counter, it seemed like the librarian had left for a moment.

‘They said the librarian works 24-hour shifts. There must be a librarian somewhere in the library.’

I quietly walked around the large library without making any sound. Between the bookshelves, I saw a female librarian wearing glasses organizing books. The librarian was so absorbed in organizing the books that she didn’t notice me.

‘I guess I’ll have to hypnotize them for a moment.’

I walked up behind her and grabbed her shoulder.

“Kyaaa…”

The moment the librarian screams in surprise, I cover her eyes and rest the back of her head on my shoulder.

“I fall asleep.”

The librarian went limp at my suggestion.

‘Now that she’s caught the librarian, we should get to know her. The librarian doesn’t know who I am, so I don’t have a friendship bubble. In that case, she will have to inject the librarian with memories of being close to me.’

Human memory is not robust and can be easily manipulated. For example, let’s say I saw a pretty girl yesterday. She remembers the woman’s face, but she doesn’t know what she was wearing. If she were such a pretty girl, she would have worn a white blouse and skirt, and this thought turned out to be true. Suddenly, a pretty woman wearing a white blouse and skirt appears in my memory. But her friend next to her said, ‘Do you remember the girl in the white T-shirt and jeans yesterday? If I say, ‘She was very pretty,’ the woman in my memory will change to a woman wearing a white T-shirt and jeans. This is a simple example related to memory manipulation.

Memory manipulation has actually been exploited many times on Earth. This happened in the United States around 1990. In a rapidly developing modern society, people are complaining of depression and anxiety disorders, and the demand for psychological counseling has skyrocketed. However, based on Freud’s theory, counselors at the time believed that traumatic experiences that occurred when clients were young were now forgotten, but were stored in the unconscious, causing current mental problems. And it was believed that the more shocking the experience, the more difficult it was to revive the ‘repressed’ memories, resulting in so-called ‘resistance’. All disasters begin from this thought. Counselors convinced clients that when they came to see them, it was because of a sexual crime they committed as children. If the client agrees, he or she has of course been the victim of a sexual crime. If the client denies it, he or she has been told that he or she has suffered a sex crime so severe that he or she cannot remember it. Due to this repertoire, the cozy counseling room, the counselor’s generous gaze and admonitions, and sometimes hypnosis, the clients became completely immersed in the counselor’s illogic. The result was that the clients believed that they had been severely sexually abused by their parents as children, and in fact, some clients recalled very vivid and clear memories of sexual abuse.

This created a situation where clients accused their previously loved parents of sexual crimes. Across the United States, ordinary fathers and mothers began appearing as defendants on charges of child sex crimes. They didn’t even know what crime they were being brought to court for. The daughters, who met again in court, looked at their parents as if they were scolded. As fathers and mothers sobbed, these poor victims happily hugged their counselors. As numerous victims were massacred across the United States, research on the formation of false memories began, and it was revealed that memories are incomplete and easy to manipulate. In one case, a client came to believe that her father had sexually abused her for years when she was a baby, but upon gynecological examination, it was revealed that she was still a virgin. The client accused the counselor of fraud. These days, pseudo-religious groups use ‘formation of false memories’ to destroy families and create fanatics, so everyone should be careful.

Anyway, I plan to instill in the librarian some of my close memories. I put the librarian in a deep trance and then asked a question.

“You make me want to tell you everything… When I say it right, it makes me feel better… What is your name?”

“Susan…”

“How old are you?”

“25 years old…”

“Since when did you start buying and working?”

“Since I was 19…”

“Are you a commoner?”

“Yes…”

“Do you have a boyfriend?”

“Nothing…”

“What are your hobbies?”

“Reading a novel…”

“Where do I read novels?”

“At the library…”

“Do you have a friend who reads novels with you?”

“Nothing…”

“Do you have few friends?”

“Yes…”

“What would you like to do if you had friends?”

“I want to read the novel together and talk about it…”

“What is the funniest novel you’ve read recently?”

“Reincarnated as a tentacle at max level and conquering another world…”

“Tell me the content.”

“A story where the main character is reincarnated as a tentacle, brainwashes people, and increases the number of subordinate monsters…”

I think I can inject my memories from here. The thing to be careful about is that Susan should not feel the gap between reality and memory. Considering that I am a first year student at the academy and have been in the capital for less than two months.

“You are sleeping, but your eyelids are open.”

Susan opened her eyelids.

“Can you see me?”

“Yes…”

“I am Ji-on, your close younger brother whom you have known since the beginning of this semester…”

“I don’t know…”

“Remember your memory of reading a novel in the library… Did you remember it?”

“Yes…”

“I am reading a book next to you… Remember it carefully… I am certainly your close younger brother in your memory… You and I are talking about the content of the novel… You are so “I’m laughing because it’s fun… Remember again… Are you and I having fun talking?”

“Yes…”

“I am your close younger brother… Right?”

“Yes…”

“My name is Zeon… You feel good and happy when you are with Zeon…”

I succeeded in injecting myself into Susan’s memory. I added her hypnosis keyword ‘Susan enters cozy room’ and woke her up.

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Susan came to her senses, found me, and greeted me with a friendly expression.

“Oh! It’s Zeon! “When did you come after me?”

“Just now.”

“Call me.”

“My sister was concentrating on organizing the books, so I just left them there.”

“Sorry. “Once I concentrate, I don’t look at my surroundings.”

“I know. “Have you finished reading ‘Reincarnated as a Level Tentacle and Conquering Another World’?”

“After reading with you, I was busy, so I couldn’t see you.”

Let’s stop chatting and get to the point.

“I see. But sister. “I have a question.”

“What is it?”

“Do you know Princess Jazlyn?”

“Of course I know! He comes to the library often!”

“Jazleen just brought a mountain of books. What kind of books are they?”

“Hmm… Legends, philosophy, culture. “They were books from a really diverse range of fields.”

“Can I know the name of the book?”

“Of course not. In the library, students’ loan information must not be shown to others.”

Susan puts her hands around her waist and speaks with a stubborn look on her face.

‘Then just make them show it.’

“Susan enters the cozy room.”

Susan sank into a trance state and sank.

“Is friendship an important value?”

“Yes…”

“Do you value friendship?”

“Yes…”

“Your friendship with Zeon is very important to you… Your friendship for Zeon is growing… Your friendship for Zeon fills your body… Has your friendship grown very much?”

“Yes…”

“You can do anything for friendship… Library rules are trivial compared to friendship… You can ignore rules for friendship…”

“No… No…”

“What stops you?”

“Guilt…”

“The guilt comes out of your chest and flies away… Now the guilt is gone from you… It feels so refreshing and refreshing… You don’t feel guilty even if you ignore the library rules… Guilt Since you don’t have this, you can do whatever you want… Can you ignore the library rules for the sake of your friendship with Zeon?”

“Yes…”

“How does it feel when you ignore the library rules?”

“It doesn’t matter…”

“I clap, and you wake up, but you don’t remember what you just heard.”

Pair

Susan came to her senses again.

“Sister. “Can I know the name of the book?”

“Of course.”

“But why did you say no earlier?”

“Uh? I know? Why did I do that? Anyway, I’ll show you. Follow me.”

Susan took me to the counter, took out her loan book, and opened it.

Susan turned the page, and she pointed to a place.

“We are here. This is the list of books that Jazlyn borrowed today. But why do you want to know this?”

“Because I’m curious.”

“What. It has nothing to do with me. “What are you going to do for me because I showed you this?”

“What do you want?”

“Um… A new cake came out at the Academy Café. Buy it for me.”

“Yes. “I’ll come to the library tomorrow with cake.”

“Call! “If you see all of this, put it here.”

Susan said coolly and went to work.