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    Smelling the brainwashing drug, Club lost the light in her eyes and fell into a hypnotic state.

    Perhaps because both her physical and mental strength were already at their limit, it didn’t take long for her to reach a hypnotic state.

    If there was a problem, it would be that she looked so precarious, as if she would faint at any moment.

    He waved his hand in front of Club, and whispered a few words in her ear, confirming that she was definitely in a hypnotic state.

    When he was finally satisfied that she had fallen deeply enough, he sat Club up and then began the work for his original purpose.

    “Now, Club. Look at this finger. Don’t let the finger out of your sight. Don’t even blink until I say you can… That’s right, follow along… That’s right, good job… You’re doing well…”

    “Listen to me like this. Pay attention to my words. Engrave my words deeply, deeply, and obey without fail. Understand?”

    Leading her thoughts using language. And the transformation of common sense and perception that follows.

    He attempts this on Club, something he has already practiced quite a bit with Spade and Apple.

    Due to Dorothy’s groundwork, Club’s suggestibility is quite high. Therefore, even the unskilled amateur No. 13 could easily guide and manipulate her thoughts.

    ‘Now, what kind of brainwashing should I…’

    The content of what kind of brainwashing to do has already been considered.

    It’s a brainwashing plan created in consultation with Dorothy, the chief of staff and creator of the brainwashing tool.

    It’s a brainwashing plan that includes the parts that the two of them said were ‘essential,’ and supplements the other parts with his personal tastes.

    The content is decided, and the problem is how to convey it well. Because he is unskilled, even a minor mistake could lead to a major accident.

    Before, Apple was there to help him, but this time he’s doing it alone.

    He could call the chief of staff or Dorothy to his side and get help, but he can’t do that forever. More than anything, it’s unsightly.

    “Now Club, I’m going to tell you something very important, so listen carefully. Listen carefully, and engrave it in your body, mind, heart, and soul…”

    First, he erases the memory of the Q&A from today.

    Next, he erases the memory that she herself has been brainwashed.

    Today’s Q&A never happened. Club cannot realize that she has been brainwashed.

    No. 13 has the ability to control others, but for ‘some reason’ he cannot control Club. In order to control her, certain conditions must be met.

    …In that way, he adjusts Club’s perception. He rewrites her memory.

    ‘Next.’

    He adds new memories on top of the erased or adjusted memories.

    He cannot add too complex memories. It only reduces stability.

    So, as concisely as possible, simply, simply, intuitively, and above all, easily guided considering her personality.

    In addition, he also added a simple adjustment of perception that would affect her choices in the future.

    If she is in a situation where she has to choose between A and B, she must choose B, that kind of feeling.

    Making sure she doesn’t notice the intervention of others, and feels that she has chosen that way solely by her own will.

    After talking for a few sentences, he makes Club repeat what she has heard now, and if he finds an error, he explains it again to make her understand.

    Once she understands, he moves on to the next step, continuing the brainwashing.

    Eventually, No. 13 successfully completed Club’s brainwashing according to the brainwashing plan he had prepared.

    ‘…Is that enough, I wonder.’

    Feeling like he had done all he could, he ordered Club to go to sleep as she was.

    Without resisting, Club closed her eyes and collapsed.

    After a while, regular breathing began to be heard. Her chest was seen rising and falling shallowly. She seems to be definitely asleep.

    “The rest will have to be confirmed after she wakes up.”

    With a refreshed feeling, No. 13 covered Club’s body with a blanket, then picked her up with the blanket.

    And left the bar’s resting area and went out into the hallway…

    * * *

    …………………..

    ……………

    ……

    “…Ugh… My head…”

    Club woke up around noon.

    However, Club had no way of knowing this, because she couldn’t see outside from anywhere in the room.

    Club woke up in a room.

    She was lying on a bed that was somewhat large for her to use alone.

    ‘What on earth… happened…’

    Amidst the turbid, mixed-up memories and mind, Club gathered herself and looked around.

    It was only a moment ago that she realized she was naked.

    In addition, sturdy-looking handcuffs were attached to her slender wrists.

    The same goes for both ankles. Sturdy-looking leather handcuffs. The chains connecting them seem somewhat more spacious than the ones on her wrists, but it seems difficult to run freely.

    Aside from her limbs being restrained, there seemed to be no other problems with her body.

    It didn’t particularly look like any part of her was dirty. That felt strangely awkward.

    The current Club had no way of knowing that No. 13 had washed her body before moving her here and laying her on the bed while she was fast asleep.

    Where is this place? What happened?

    ‘I was definitely… with Spade Senior… to catch the villain No. 13…’

    The only thing she could barely recall was what happened at the department store. That memory felt like it was just a moment ago, but somehow it also felt distant, like it had been several days.

    ‘At that time… I… made a mistake… and was caught by No. 13…’

    Because she had been brainwashed earlier, the memory of being defeated after being unable to resist No. 13… had disappeared.

    The current Club only recognizes that due to her own minor mistake, she showed an opening to No. 13 and was defeated…

    And… and… and…

    As she groped through her foggy memories and managed to recall some of them.

    Suddenly, there was a knock, knock.

    Following that, there were several sounds of the latch clicking and clattering, and the door opened.

    “Oh my. I wondered if you might be awake, and you were?”

    “…Chief of Staff…!”

    The person who opened the door and suddenly showed her face was a face she had seen before.

    Silver hair and peach-colored eyes, a smiling expression with narrowed eyes.

    The mysterious and strange woman who had previously introduced herself as the Chief of Staff.

    “Aren’t you hungry? I brought you a meal.”

    The Chief of Staff was holding trays in both hands. On the trays were plates that appeared to be a meal for her.

    After hearing the Chief of Staff’s words, and seeing the trays in her hands, Club finally felt her stomach growling.

    Awakened ones can survive for about a month without eating or drinking if they have enough magic power.

    However, that doesn’t mean they don’t feel hunger, nor does it mean they don’t need nutrients.

    “Come over here and sit down. You should be able to move even with the shackles and handcuffs. Come on, quickly.”

    Club gave her a wary look, but decided to follow the Chief of Staff’s instructions anyway.

    When she sat down at the table next to the bed, a tray with food was placed in front of her.

    She wondered if it was poisoned, but if that were the case, they could have just slit her throat while she was asleep.

    Thinking that way, Club boldly put the food in her mouth.

    …It’s frustrating, but it’s delicious.

    Munch… gulp…

    While Club was eating, the Chief of Staff just sat across from her and watched.

    Her smiling face, which was always smiling, made it impossible to know what she was thinking inside.

    Because of that, she felt somewhat uncomfortable, but even so, Club continued to eat steadily.

    Because she thought that for now, eating and making as much strength as possible was the priority.

    * * *

    After finishing the meal, she even drank the tea that was given to her, emptying it cleanly.

    Only then did she seem ready to talk, and the Chief of Staff placed the utensils and plates on the tray and moved it aside.

    “Good, Club. You don’t seem to have any picky eating habits? It’s a healthy habit, so it’s good to see.”

    “…Shut up. And picky eating is… well, it’s just because I lived on a small island.”

    More than that, Club continued.

    “So, I’m in a situation where I’ve been kidnapped by your organization, is that right?”

    “That’s right. I heard you had an interview with No. 13 yesterday, do you remember?”

    “……Yes.”

    There’s no way she wouldn’t remember. The interview was one thing, but more than anything, the relationship with No. 13 that followed, the sex with him, remained in her memory very intensely.

    When she recalled that, she somehow felt like her lower abdomen, that area, was throbbing and aching.

    It wasn’t so much that she was horny, but rather because that area had been somewhat violently stabbed and handled yesterday.

    Thanks to the strong body of an awakened one, there was almost no worry about inflammation, etc., but even so, if a body with almost no sexual experience was handled that much…

    “Anyway, I’m glad you remember. Then, without bothering to explain again, let’s get straight to the point.”

    The Chief of Staff took out her smartphone and held it out in front of Club.

    Club looked at the Chief of Staff with questioning eyes, as if asking what she meant.

    “From now on, I will use this device to contact your supervisor, Captain Rahe of the 7th Division.”

    “Regarding your treatment, regarding the proposal that No. 13 made last night, and regarding your future.”

    “Let’s have a very detailed conversation together.”

    The Chief of Staff said that, and smiled with a face that was impossible to read.

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