The Heroine of the Hypnotic Game

A pretty girl was reflected in the mirror. I stared at it blankly.

The time she stood in front of the mirror was quite long, but the girl just kept a blank expression for a long time.

After all, it’s ridiculous to come to your senses in an instant in a situation like this. The main characters in novels who adapt right away are strange.

“Ah.”

When I opened my mouth, the girl in the mirror also opened her mouth. But what resonates is one voice.

A mirror is originally a tool that reflects my appearance. Why is this girl reflected in the mirror right now?

“Why, because I was possessed…”

I held my head. However, I did not feel the rough texture that I felt when I was a man.

Instead, what I feel is the texture of my hair. At this point, there is nothing else to do but admit it. Because it’s so obvious.

I was possessed as the heroine of a hypnosis game.