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    Squelch squelch squelch squelch squelch squelch…

    Hnn… Euh… Haa…

    Number 13’s cock slowly and leisurely, but gradually increasing in speed, pierced the Club’s insides.

    The Club, no longer able to focus on cleaning the windows, could only place her hands on the window, lean her body against it, and desperately endure the pleasure.

    The Club’s pussy was soaking wet. More than even the Club herself could believe.

    Number 13’s penis pried open that pussy of the Club’s to his heart’s content, probing and thrusting as if tasting every nook and cranny. Rubbing here, rubbing there, making the Club continue to exhale sweet sighs.

    “Okay, let’s stop around here…”

    Despite saying “around here,” his hard cock had already been probing and tasting the Club’s pussy for quite some time. The Club had already come twice in the meantime. Partly because the Club herself was overly easy…

    And so, Number 13’s cock began to ejaculate deep inside the Club, rubbing against her cervix.

    Gush… gush… gush… His hot and vibrant essence was poured deep inside the Club’s belly.

    “Eugh… Kheu…♡”

    Number 13’s semen was poured inside the Club. Even after finishing, Number 13 kept his penis inside the Club for a while, hugging her and caressing her breasts over her clothes.

    Even the intermittently ejected semen was completely released, and when he was satisfied, Number 13 released the Club.

    Drip drop, the semen flowed back out of her pussy and fell. Some onto the Club’s panties, some onto the floor.

    Number 13 personally pulled up the Club’s panties, covering the pussy that was still leaking semen.

    “We shouldn’t create unnecessary work by cleaning the floor. The dirty stuff here, the Club will clean it up herself. Can you do that?”

    “…I understand.”

    Number 13 alternately pointed to the floor and his cock.

    The Club understood his meaning, knelt before him, and cleaned his cock with her mouth, then stood up. The floor cleaning, she will clean all at once when she cleans the hallway later…

    The Club glared at Number 13, but with her face flushed red and her eyes slightly melted with desire… the same venom as before could not be found.

    Number 13 chuckled and fondled the Club’s butt a few times under her skirt, then put his pants back on, turned around, and went back to his room.

    The Club resentfully stared at his retreating figure, but at the same time, she became troubled by the strange feeling that arose within her.

    It was a torment over herself for having thought it felt good to be caressed and sexed by Number 13 a moment ago.

    Also, about the feeling of regret that arose, ‘a little more…’ after Number 13 ejaculated once and left as if satisfied.

    ‘What… is happening to me?’

    She could feel her heart pounding. She could feel heat gathering in her uterus.

    About a week since she was kidnapped here. The Club is feeling somewhat confused by the definite changes that have come to her body…

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    “Dorothy~ are you there?”

    Dorothy’s lab.

    Number 13, who came loafing around there again today, looked for his colleague.

    Dorothy was not in the lab. Instead, from the laboratory beyond the lab, a strange sound was coming.

    It seemed she was inside, but without barging into the lab, Number 13 casually pulled up a chair and sat down.

    Dorothy inside the lab is scary. Really scary. He doesn’t even know what she’s experimenting on, so it’s terribly scary, but Dorothy, who gets angry if you barge into the lab without permission, is so scary.

    She says that if you make a mistake, you can suffer something worse than death, and that she deliberately gets angrier for safety reasons. More than that, he wishes she wouldn’t do such terrifying experiments inside the hideout.

    Fortunately, he didn’t have to wait long, and Dorothy came out of the lab. When Dorothy came out, he thought he saw something terrible wriggling beyond that door… Number 13 decided to forget what he saw immediately.

    “What’s up, Number 13?”

    “I wanted to ask about the Club’s condition. You’re examining her every two days, right? How is it? How far has the brainwashing progressed?”

    Regarding the Club’s brainwashing, Dorothy had carried out the brainwashing operation for a whole day on the first day, but after that, the brainwashing was entirely entrusted to Number 13.

    In other words, Dorothy had made the Club’s brain easier to brainwash, like a blank canvas, and Number 13 was responsible for painting the picture after that.

    However, in any case, Number 13 is still an amateur when it comes to brainwashing techniques. That’s why he’s trying to get advice from Dorothy, the developer of the brainwashing tools he uses and someone who deeply understands brainwashing techniques.

    Dorothy looked annoyed, but she still didn’t refuse Number 13’s request for help.

    A stack of A4 paper was tossed in front of Number 13.

    “It’s a report I checked and wrote. It’s the latest version made as of last night, so refer to it or not.”

    “Oh… this is really detailed.”

    “For a moron like you, I wrote a summary and the necessary general directions on the first page. As for the rest of the content, well, read it or not.”

    “You really know me well. I fucking love you, Dorothy.”

    Dorothy frowned at Number 13’s flippant confession, but she just snorted primly.

    “So, how long are you going to keep that bitch here?”

    “Well. I told the Captain of Squad 7 that it would be two weeks.”

    “It’s been a little over a week now… how many days left? 5 days? 4 days?”

    “5 days. It’s not that long.”

    Number 13 flipped through the report, then put it down and looked at Dorothy.

    “What do you think, Dorothy?”

    “About what?”

    “The Club’s complete brainwashing, can we finish it safely within the period? Is it okay to return her to Squad 7 like this?”

    Number 13 asked, and Dorothy looked at Number 13 over her monocle.

    “You seem pretty urgent?”

    “The boss wants it.”

    Boss Violet. She attended the ‘Villain Alliance’ meeting that was held again a while ago. At the time, the Chief of Staff assisted her.

    A while ago, Number 13 made a pretty big achievement. He received an escort order from the villain organization ‘Lesserat’ and carried out the order perfectly. He made sure to emphasize that the Leader of ‘Lesserat’ was able to escape in the end thanks to Number 13’s efforts.

    However, the ‘Villain Alliance’ side’s reaction was lukewarm. The words of praise or reward were almost perfunctory, and the atmosphere was somewhat strange.

    After the meeting, Violet came back and was angry about that fact, but she also felt a sense of crisis that was difficult to describe.

    Like the calm before the storm.

    Like an unknown unease.

    “Just in case, she seems to want to seize a little more of Squad 7.”

    So it’s the Club. She has already deeply brainwashed Spade and Apple and made them her own, but if the Club is added here, it will be even more reassuring.

    And that should be done as soon as possible. At least, the boss is currently feeling uneasy, and she even directly said that she wants things to be handled as quickly as possible.

    “…Anyway, you always lose your mind when it comes to the boss’s work.”

    “What are you talking about? I’m being very rational right now.”

    “Well. At least when you first said you were going to brainwash Spade and went out with that sloppy plan, it didn’t seem like a rational act to me.”

    In fact, at the time, Number 13 would not have been here if he had made the slightest mistake.

    If there was something wrong with Dorothy’s brainwashing tools, or if Spade had a constitution that was not easily brainwashed.

    If Spade hadn’t responded to Number 13’s negotiations at that time and had definitely smashed his head, or if he had used live ammunition instead of non-lethal rubber bullets when shooting…

    In other words, there were plenty of points where Number 13 could have died at that time. The same goes for the Club’s kidnapping. The fact that he is still alive is purely a result of overlapping miracles, a little less than the level of a lottery winning.

    Anyway, Dorothy didn’t seem to want to delve into the matter in detail. She had already known about his abnormal loyalty to the boss for a long time.

    Therefore, she just calmly tells him the facts.

    “Complete brainwashing is impossible for now. How delicate is the work of brainwashing? You should expect at least half a year, or even up to 2 years if it’s long.”

    “…Really? Then Spade and Apple too.”

    “That’s right. It’s hard to see them as completely brainwashed. But they must have progressed considerably, but if they are not managed for a while or if there is an opportunity, they may easily be released.”

    Number 13 let out a sigh of regret. He thought it wouldn’t be easy, but brainwashing was more difficult than he thought.

    To such Number 13, Dorothy continued, “But.”

    “Complete brainwashing is what I mean, and there’s no problem with returning them to Squad 7. You’re already managing Spade and Apple that way, right? There’s no need for complete brainwashing. You only need to meet once a week or so to adjust the brainwashing. If that’s the case, there’s no need to keep them tied up in the hideout. As the brainwashing period gets longer, the necessary adjustment intervals will gradually increase.”

    “…Oh….”

    Indeed, it made sense. Number 13 nodded.

    “Then, when is it okay to return her? That’s possible within 5 days, right? Since you said so.”

    When Number 13 asked, Dorothy answered calmly.

    “Even right now. It doesn’t matter when you return her. That woman is already finished.”

    It was a bold but confident answer.

    Number 13 nodded in satisfaction.

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