episode_0078

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Gasp… Gasp… Ha…

“Club, are you already tired? No, right? You’re a Hero, aren’t you?”

“Hee-ee-eugh…♡”

13’s room.

On the bed, Club, embraced by 13 from behind, trembled as her clitoris was squeezed almost to bursting.

Moreover, 13’s imposing penis was deeply embedded inside her belly, rubbing her cervix from bottom to top.

Club leaned her back against 13’s body and gasped, puffing out breaths.

Just how many times had she cum? How many times had she been cummed into during that time?

She could feel traces of 13’s semen remaining from her head, face, chest, inside her belly, and even inside her buttocks.

The more she felt it, the greater the pleasure it transformed into, but…

“Club, let’s stay here tonight instead of going back to your room. It feels too regrettable to think of letting the Hero-nim leave. How about we get it on all night here?”

“Hwaaah… Yes… It’s good… Anytime, anything… As 13-nim wishes…♡”

“Alright, then it’s decided. Club will sleep in my room tonight. …It’s fine, I’ll give you plenty of breaks in between. Though you’ll… go to sleep a bit late. Don’t faint or anything from too much pleasure in the middle, okay?”

13 spoke teasingly and poked Club’s ear canal with his tongue.

At that chilling sensation, another pathetic sigh escaped Club’s lips.

And just as he was about to resume his thrusting.

Suddenly, there was a knock-knock at the door. Who could it be at this hour? The Chief of Staff? Or perhaps the Boss?

13, feeling a slight regret at being interrupted at such a good time, placed Club beside him and approached the door.

Opening the door and checking who it was, the visitor was neither the Chief of Staff nor the Boss, but the scientist Dorothy.

“Oh, what’s wrong?”

“I have something to deliver. I thought I wouldn’t be able to hand it over if not now.”

“Really? I thought you could have handed it over tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow I’ll be locking myself in all day to focus. So I also brought the aphrodisiacs you wanted. I’ve prepared everything, so don’t come bothering me tomorrow.”

“Ah, thanks.”

13 half-opened the door and received the envelope Dorothy handed him.

Dorothy frowned at the sight of 13 visible through the open door. After all, 13 was half-naked.

He hadn’t hidden his lower half, merely throwing on a T-shirt that had been lying around. It seemed he had intended to just poke his head through the open door.

However, the door didn’t cover his entire body, so his naked lower half was almost fully exposed. What’s more, that monstrosity was erect and twitching.

13, perhaps only now noticing the fact, smiled bitterly and stepped back.

Because of that, Club’s figure was also subtly visible behind him. Along with the smell emanating from inside, it wasn’t difficult to guess what was happening.

“You should learn some self-restraint. You’re not some dog in heat.”

At Dorothy’s cold accusation, 13 also became somewhat awkward.

Then he offered with an awkward smile.

“What’s it matter? Want to join, Dorothy?”

“Should I kill you?”

“Why, don’t you think a new experience could be helpful for research? Dorothy, you’re… a first, no, never mind.”

It seemed his brain had slightly melted from having sex with Club, as he almost spontaneously sexually harassed a colleague.

Unlike opponents like Club or Spade, where a clear power dynamic must be established through brainwashing, this was not something you should do to a colleague.

No matter how much 13 was a man whose brain was pickled by dicks and dopamine, as the organization’s second-in-command, he still possessed that much discernment.

Nevertheless, Dorothy looked up at 13 with cold eyes, as if she understood what he was about to say. But she didn’t press him further.

“Listen, 13. It’s true that I came here today because I had something to deliver. It is true, but…”

Dorothy continued.

“Besides that, I came because I have something to say to you.”

Slam, and.

13 was pulled closer.

Dorothy’s slender arm reached out, grabbing his collar and pulling him.

Though her arm held little strength, 13 relaxed his body in accordance with Dorothy’s intention, letting her do as she pleased.

Dorothy’s navy-blue eyes met his.

“13, you bastard, you haven’t forgotten that time you almost died, have you?”

“…You’re talking about the time with Club, right? Why would you ask something so obvious?”

No matter what, he wouldn’t forget the memory of almost dying.

Reflecting on what happened back then, hadn’t he carefully considered contingencies and taken every precaution with the brainwashing of Check and Coco this time?

So, the same thing as last time wouldn’t happen again. The kind of situation where he’d fail to consider the vulnerability of brainwashing, think ‘Oh, it’s not working?’, and then die, would not happen.

13 explained these facts as if making excuses, but Dorothy’s hand, gripping his collar, remained.

Her expression, as they faced each other, still looked displeased.

“You’re lenient. You’re soft and naive, 13. I’ve known you were a fool for a long time, but I absolutely cannot overlook you only being able to think of one thing.”

Dorothy continued.

“13, I won’t say anything about you enjoying yourself with your spoils of war. How you use the things you’ve collected through your achievements isn’t my business to interfere with.”

“However, I do need to give you a warning. To you, whose vision is narrowed because you’re too focused on those spoils.”

“You idiot, 13. Open your ears and listen carefully. Please don’t just let what I say go in one ear and out the other.”

Her voice was extremely cold and detached.

The content of her words seemed very emotional and passionate, yet her voice was so excessively flat and emotionless that it was confusing to wonder what kind of feelings she truly held while giving this warning.

And that was the woman Dorothy.

Always calm, mechanical, and calculating at any given moment.

And precisely because of that, it was necessary to listen carefully to her words.

Because her opinions were more objective than anyone else’s.

“13, you’ve always been like this. Misfortune constantly trails behind you. You’re like someone afflicted by bad luck. Did you commit some great sin in a past life?”

“Whenever you think something is going well, an accident is bound to happen, to the point you could say it’s inevitable.”

“I’m not just talking about this recent incident. Even before you became a bottom-tier villain like you are now, it happened frequently, didn’t it?”

She was saying harsh things to his face. But he agreed with the content.

Because there were things he could guess at.

The most unfortunate event was, of course, the time he lost his power. It felt like he’d fallen from the highest position at the very moment he was doing best, so the sense of downfall was immense.

And the incident with Club this time… he had been too confident in many ways, so his preparations were lax. He somehow achieved the result through improvisation, but almost dying during the process was absolutely nothing to laugh about.

“13, you need to understand that you have a ‘misfortune constitution’.”

“Regardless of the truth, it’s better to think of yourself that way. That way, you’ll be two or three times more careful than others.”

“Always prepare for the worst-case scenario.”

“If your mistakes only ended up with you, a single person, that would be something you could just pass off as your fate.”

“But right now, 13, the Boss… and the fate of this organization rests on your shoulders.”

After saying that much, Dorothy remained silent, meeting his gaze as if checking his reaction.

Then she finally released his collar. 13 was freed from Dorothy’s hand and straightened his crumpled T-shirt.

“……I understand. Alright, Dorothy. You’re telling me not to get too carried away, right?”

“That’s right. You’re an idiot, but it’s fortunate that you seem to understand what I’m saying.”

“That’s too harsh, to a fellow colleague.”

“Shut up. More importantly, stop showing me something I don’t want to see and go inside quickly. What would you have done if it wasn’t me, but the Boss?”

If it had been the Boss.

Hmm.

“…That’s exciting, though?”

“You crazy bastard. Go on, say something like that in front of the Boss, really.”

“I couldn’t do that in front of the Boss. I can only do it because it’s Dorothy.”

“Don’t do it in front of me either. You, you… you treat me too… Ugh, never mind.”

Anyway, as if this was the end of the conversation, Dorothy took a step back from the door.

“Honestly, I don’t particularly sympathize with the ideals or goals of this organization, but I do like Abyss itself. I don’t feel like seeking out a new environment for no reason. …So, 13, if you act carelessly and die in vain, I’ll really kill you.”

That was quite a scary thing to say. Perhaps he should try not to die in vain.

With that, Dorothy departed. In 13’s hand, only the envelope remained, containing the newly developed brainwashing tools, improved brainwashing drugs, some potentially useful items if used well, and aphrodisiacs.

“‘Misfortune constitution,’ huh….”

Did misfortune truly follow him to such an extent that it looked that way even when observed objectively from the side?

Regardless, it was welcome advice. If Dorothy, who usually didn’t talk much, had suddenly come to speak to him like this, just how unreliable must he have seemed?

Anyway, to ensure Dorothy’s advice wasn’t in vain, he needed to be a little more careful.

Immediately regarding the matter with Check and Coco. And wondering if there was anything else he might need to consider.

As 13, personally, his limits of thought were clear.

Fortunately, didn’t he have a subordinate with an excellent brain, a Chief of Staff?

It seemed necessary to borrow the Chief of Staff’s wisdom and broaden his perspective a little more.

“13-nim…?”

“Huh, ah, sorry, Club. Did you wait long?”

13 closed the door and approached Club, who had been waiting. Club’s face showed great regret, perhaps because she had been left in an ambiguous state after being aroused.

Looking at her, 13 took something out of the envelope Dorothy had given him. It was the aphrodisiac he had requested from Dorothy.

For now, should they continue like this tonight? He would continue his more detailed thoughts tomorrow.