A short while later, I was left alone in the chairwoman’s office.

A faint smile played on my lips.

[“Well, if I fall under your hypnosis, it means I’ve lost, doesn’t it? I’d have no choice but to relinquish the title…”]

“It’s been a long road… or maybe a short one.”

When I first regressed, everything had felt overwhelming.

I was riddled with doubt and anxiety, constantly wondering:
“Is this just a dream? Will I wake up and find myself back at square one, hearing someone laugh and say, ‘This bastard’s grinning again, boss’?”

Before reuniting with my wives, …