episode_0183

It really wasn’t intentional.

Being summoned by the Boss, spending time listening to her scold him about the report he had submitted recently, saying things like, “You’re not putting in any effort,” and “If you don’t want to do it, just say so. Don’t protest,” letting it all flow in one ear and out the other, and then finally being released with a long sigh.

Being summoned and scolded by the Boss was an everyday occurrence. It wasn’t anything new at this point.

The Boss seemed to desperately want him to feel something and change, but what could a person do about something like that?

In the first place, isn’t it enough for a report to just convey the content properly?

Is there really a need to adhere to a specific format and add more troublesome work?

…In that way, having a faint feeling of dissatisfaction, for once, might have become the catalyst for a crack.

-Oh, wait a moment, Number 13. I had something to give you.

Violet, saying that as she searched through a nearby drawer, happened to be in a position where her butt was sticking out at just the right height.

For some reason, she was wearing a rather short skirt, so her thighs, covered in black stockings, were visible.

Looking at the shape of her butt, which would definitely feel good to touch, he felt a familiar temptation take hold within him for a moment.

It was a similar kind of temptation to the time he had assaulted the Chief of Staff.

“…And you ended up touching it, is that it?”

Dorothy muttered with a look of disdain, arms crossed.

Her gaze was directed at the bruise on Number 13’s face.

“No, I did touch it, but I didn’t actually assault her.”

“But you still did something terrible, didn’t you?”

A sigh.

Covering his face with both hands, Number 13 replied as if making a confession.

“…I hit her.”

“What?”

“I hit the Boss’s butt, like this, *paang*… I hit it.”

Even now, he couldn’t understand why he had done that.

Maybe he had almost assaulted her, and he acted that way to suppress that feeling.

Or maybe he was simply feeling some kind of rebellious feeling towards her, who kept criticizing and scolding him over trivial things like reports.

Either way, it was out of the ordinary.

He still remembered the Boss’s frozen face.

After that, the last thing he remembered was being sent flying and crashing violently by the Boss’s magic.

“…If you had actually assaulted her, the Boss might have understood.”

“Tell me about it….”

It was Violet herself who had called Number 13 back to the hideout even after knowing his condition.

She probably thought that even if she were assaulted, she could resist with her power, so there wouldn’t be any problem.

Even so, this situation must be incredibly absurd for her too. Suddenly hitting the Boss’s butt.

“……If I get kicked out of the organization, please don’t forget me.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll never forget a funny guy like you, even after a lifetime.”

Number 13 sighed in despair, and Dorothy chuckled as she looked at him.

Next to the two, in the corner of the same laboratory, Rahe’s brainwashing and modification continued… looking as if they were in a completely different world, even though they were in the same space.

* * *

Leaving Dorothy’s lab, he returned to his room with a sigh.

He wanted to apologize to the Boss, but for now, it might be better not to show his face.

When her anger has subsided a bit, he’ll visit her again with her favorite snacks….

“Number 13-nim. Welcome back?”

When he returned to his room, it was Apple who greeted him.

For some reason, Apple was wearing only an apron over her naked body.

“…Why are you here?”

“Why else? I’m Number 13-nim’s property, so it’s not strange for me to be in Number 13-nim’s room, is it?”

“Apple, you have your own room.”

“I’m Number 13-nim’s property, so it’s not strange for me to be in Number 13-nim’s room, is it?”

Something’s wrong. Why is the same answer coming back? Was Apple an NPC?

“How did you open the door lock?”

“Do I have to answer that for you to know?”

Well, it’s not like he couldn’t guess even if she didn’t answer.

With Apple’s magic, she could easily hack such an old door lock.

It was a scary ability.

Number 13 closed the door of the room and glanced at Apple, who followed him inside.

She no longer wore the braided hair from before, but the round, large glasses remained the same. However, she said that the glasses had no prescription.

Fair and flawless, with a refined and pretty appearance.

The body, with only an apron covering it, revealing her bare skin, was feminine and provocative.

Just being close to her felt like a strong, sweet female scent was being transmitted. He had felt it before, but this woman exuded an irresistible sensuality just by standing still.

Such a woman was sending him a look of endless goodwill and friendliness.

That gaze, that presence, felt like it was stimulating something in a man.

‘…No, I have to pull myself together.’

‘This woman is a person of interest. If I get fooled again, I’ll be a laughingstock.’

Now, Apple had become a test subject for Dorothy’s brainwashing device, becoming a puppet slave who couldn’t resist him.

The goodwill and affection that she was showing now were also due to the emotions that were forcibly implanted by the brainwashing device.

However, you can never really know a person’s heart, and above all, Apple had a history of deceiving everyone, including himself, in a grand manner.

He had to be especially careful with her.

“By the way, Number 13-nim. What happened to your handsome face? Who did such a terrible thing….”

“Mind your own business. Apple doesn’t need to know.”

“Is that so… Could it be because of me?”

Strictly speaking, it was Apple’s fault.

Because of what she did to Number 13 in the past, he had ended up like this.

Losing his reason and having less self-control.

He didn’t specifically mention that fact directly, but Apple arbitrarily read a lot from Number 13’s attitude, expression, and eyes, and grasped the truth.

She was a specialist in brainwashing and hypnosis. She was also a pro at reading people’s minds and inner psychology.

It was difficult for Number 13, who was still an amateur, to deceive her or hide his true feelings from her.

“It’s because of me… I feel responsible, Number 13-nim. It can’t be anything else.”

In the past, before her spy activities were exposed, Apple secretly brainwashed and hypnotized Number 13.

She couldn’t perform grand hypnosis. But it was the kind of hypnosis that made him a little easier to handle. It was like a preliminary preparation to guide his thoughts and, furthermore, to make him a puppet who only followed her orders.

However, even for a pro like her, unexpected things can happen.

Whether her hypnosis failed, or it was because of Number 13’s own constitution, whatever the case, a completely different reaction occurred than what she had expected.

Number 13’s fits and constant arousal, and the loosened reason were due to that.

Later, Apple released the hypnosis that was on him, but he only got a little better than before, and didn’t fully recover.

Even now, Number 13 is often seized by fits of lust and starves for women….

“That’s right. Responsibility. I feel responsible. Of course, I don’t know if it will be enough for you….”

Apple clung to Number 13, looking up at him. And then she touched his body, rubbing it gently, or breathed on him with a *haaaa*~, seducing him.

“If I’m okay with it, why don’t you release that desire? Then no one else will be harmed.”

“……..”

“I’m Number 13-nim’s tool, property, object, slave. So you can treat me however you want. Or any kind of perverted play, it’s okay. There’s no cause for concern or worry. That’s right. An onahole. The one you threw away a while ago because it was torn, you can treat me the same way as that kind of tool. If it’s for Number 13-nim, I’ll be a living real doll for atonement.”

Was her vow, this heart, caused by brainwashing? Or was it acting to deceive Number 13?

Thinking deeply about either would only make him tired. Number 13 pushed away Apple’s head as she came close and tried to kiss him.

“Enough.”

“Aww….”

Apple, with a disappointed look, but without resisting, moved away from Number 13.

Her eyes seemed quite regretful, but Number 13 coldly looked down at her.

“What are you saying as if you’re doing me a favor? It’s only natural for you to take responsibility, and using you as an onahole is the same as always.”

“…! Ah, yes… that’s right…♡”

“Don’t act like you’re something, don’t be arrogant and puffed up. I’m using you, an incurable and hopeless failure who messed things up and even lost, as I please. I’ll fuck you if I’m horny and I won’t fuck you if I’m not. So don’t try to take the lead and shake things up.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I didn’t have that thought at all….”

Although she was groveling in a servile manner, Number 13’s eyes were still displeased as he looked at Apple’s appearance.

That’s because he had been thoroughly deceived by her. The betrayal at the time was close to a trauma, and even now he still wonders if she has dark intentions hidden inside her.

“…First, stand there and show me your unsightly masturbation. Prepare your pussy so I can fuck you right away. It’s a waste to caress you with care.”

“Yes… I’ll prepare right away so you can fuck me comfortably♡…!”

And Apple, with clear eyes, rather accepted Number 13’s order with enraptured eyes.

Her eyes were filled with affection, fondness, and obedience that could not be doubted….