episode_0114

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The situation in Sky City was very different from that of a casual, all-user online game.

Even if you die in a dungeon, you are treated as incapable of action and no player can be revived at the last village or warp point.

Resurrecting at the entrance of a dungeon was the same as getting up on the spot with a huge loss of experience.

It’s not that there are reincarnated people who come to this world, but there are very few cases where they receive reincarnation benefits and act like main characters in other worlds.

Supreme Fox, who rose to the status of Sky City’s A-level hero, was an exception.

It was clear that most of them would have been caught by the brainwashed combatants patrolling the back alleys from the beginning and would have met the bad ending of a female protagonist hypnosis brainwashing night game.

A reincarnated person who was only level 1 was traded at a higher price on the black market than a product that quit being a hero and became a regular combatant.

A001 and MN-001. This was the reason why brainwashing victims wearing purple bodysuits and visors appeared in the dark back alleys of the night even though the sister planes, which had become the property of the association, continued to capture brainwashing combatants.

If you die, it’s over. The strategy information for the Sky City Dungeon, where resurrection is impossible, was of great value.

Even if it is a dungeon where academy students are lining up to get a beginner difficulty pass.

There were two things I conveyed to the hero who signed up after receiving the scout offer.

Strategy information that explains everything from how much life the monster has to what types of attacks it takes additional damage from.

This is a drop table that summarizes what items drop at what difficulty level and with what percentage probability.

It was definitely different from online games where your vitality slowly replenishes just by sitting still.

Real black wooden swords, which are traded at high prices at auction houses just because they are black, were being treated like crap in Sky City.

If you use an enchantment scroll that only says it increases damage by 1 and use it, the expensive item explodes. Accidents often occurred where scrolls, which had an expiration date from the moment they were acquired, were saved without being used and then lost.

Sky City, where none of the rules of the world of systems were clear, had the same atmosphere as the early days of online games that had just opened.

Another difference is that instead of exchanging information with each other in the community, the atmosphere is so closed that only party members share information.

A veteran adventurer who didn’t even get a scratch when a spider monster rushed at him, instead of creating a strategy for newbies, joined a party to attack a higher difficulty dungeon.

You didn’t know when or how you would die, and there was no resurrection function.

Although he was seriously injured, his biological brain was intact, so it was decided not to consider his resurrection through full-body prosthetic cyborg surgery as resurrection.

The strategy information for the dungeon in that world was enough to attract everyone’s attention.

Supreme Fox had the idea that heroes who passed a test asking them to read the confidentiality clause would leak information, but the result was the same.

The leak itself wasn’t as surprising as I expected, but I didn’t realize that all the types of leaks would be different.

There is an E-class object that they are trying to sell to an information shop run by cat beastmen, claiming that it is a complete guide to the Arubi Dungeon.

While running a vlog channel, there is an E-class object that can only be viewed by subscribing and liking.

‘This is a secret comment.’ ‘This post is only visible to neighbors.’ There was only one E-class object that was revealed on an internet blog.

Knowing this, we deliberately only revealed drop tables for beginner difficulty, which academy students can access, and normal difficulty, which does not require a pass.

“Thank you for your hard work. Foolish Jeja.”

“How are they?”

There is no particular reason to call them E-class bodies 001. 002. 003 instead of Sky City’s E-class heroes.

This is because the hero, who memorized and wrote down the confidentiality clause but did not keep it, made an offer he could not refuse.

They were given the choice of being taken to the security forces for leaking confidential information, or receiving Megacorp’s special treatment to maintain secrecy.

“Yes. Implant installation is all complete♡”

With a bright red blush, I stroked the ears of my teacher who told me that I could do it right away.

Pap-dok-pap-dok… Every time I rubbed it with my finger, a sound that shouldn’t be made to a person was made.

It was the same for elves, not humans.

Master was happily listening to the sound made when the android’s synthetic plastic skin was rubbed from the closest place, his own ears.

“Ugh….Ugh….♡”

As the three bodies leaked information without thinking. He signed a consent form for the procedure to maintain confidentiality, saying, ‘It would be better than being taken to the security guard and taken to the small body exchange.’

Without checking the terms of the consent form or the details of the special procedure, Master came to report that the body was ready, taking the needle from the syringe filled with a special anesthetic that only took away the freedom of the body.

Crumple. I rubbed Master’s long, shiny ears.

Instead of just stroking for a moment, he touched until he realized that he had the elf’s biggest characteristic.

“Oh….♡”

MN-001, who came to check the condition of the corpuscle to report that it was ready for the procedure, seems to have understood the intention.

As a sister unit to A001, which gave up its rights as both a hero and a person, a look came to my mind asking for more to be done.

Master. MN-001 recalled once again that among the corpuscles transported to the operating room, there was one with the physical characteristics that were being touched.

The equipment unit that would assist with the confidentiality procedure stood stiffly and at attention with a completely bright red expression.

Anticipating what he would say next, he slowly raised his hand and pressed his finger on the elf’s clitoris.

Master, who was standing like a mannequin, accepted the pressure of the fingers without resisting.

Neither the legs nor the sheen on the thighs shook.

There was no need to take off the bodysuit she was wearing to rub her corrected clitoris.

The teacher, who judged the sight of her sister dressed as a latex maid as shameless, was wearing a reverse bunny bodysuit with her clitoris barely sticking out through the latex.

Like the transformed heroine she created, she proudly revealed the evidence of her possession engraved on the secret monument.

I pressed the finger that was rubbing my clitoris onto the barcode.

Even if I pressed it with my fingertips or scratched the part where the identification name MN-001 was engraved with my fingernail, I could not find any protruding parts of the paint-covered skin, which was shiny like synthetic plastic.

I asked the question I wanted to hear from the teacher, who created the answer by pressing the barcode and identification name.

“You’re the same elf, are you really okay?”

“…♡”

You might not know that there are so many types of beastmen, but elves, who were born and raised in a small world tree and live long lives, have a strong sense of kinship… The teacher, who is an elf himself, told me.

Rather, according to the teacher’s objective assessment that it was strange for him to be stuck in the corner of the room, E-class body 003 was an elf who was caught spreading information on social media.

My question as to whether he was embarrassed to say such a thing with his own mouth prompted Master to make a salutation posture.

“Ilemina…is not an elf. Illemiñado…no…♡”

“Then what is it?”

Master smiled happily at the question that turned into a command.

I felt the feeling of asking me to do more and handle more from the gaze of my teacher, who accepted the learning core and became my little sister maid robot.

“I am the idiot student’s maid robot.”

The being standing before my eyes was not my teacher.

“Little sister robot who was Illemina. This is MN-001♡”

It is a fixture of the Megacorp Hero Association who came to help with the procedure.

It was a convenient robot that did not hesitate for a moment in processing elf-type bodies.

“Are you here to help? Then, let’s go to the treatment room. The robot that was Illemina?”

As a maid robot, you give orders to yourself and perform tasks to help your master in the treatment room.

That was exactly the position the Master wanted.

The outfit that shows both the barcode and the clitoris is an embarrassing expression of the teacher’s desire to be treated as MN-001.

“I will guide you. Master of MN-001♡ ”

A fixture who was a teacher. The small body of the high-end maid robot trembled happily.

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I didn’t expect that they would use a device that sends the female protagonist to a degrading bad ending.

Of course, I’ve put in a lot of brainwashed combatants picked up from the back alleys, but I never thought I’d put in a hero from Sky City. I couldn’t even imagine it.

I even backed up the scene of him signing the consent form saying he will do whatever he wants, so there is no problem.

I thought it wouldn’t happen even more because the association’s direction was decided to be white, which wouldn’t leave a single scratch even if Sky City dusted it off at any time, instead of the dull gray color, but I was wrong this time.

One time, a waiting line was created all the way to the ground with heroes who had received many scout offers due to their inability to calculate people’s madness.

I understood the feelings of Supreme Fox, who was defeated twice by the hero who had memorized and written down a warning saying that if he leaked information, he would use any means possible to send it to the Soche Exchange.

“This side is also completed. Master.”

It was simple to install the needle insertion type receiver into the head of the subject lying in the operating room.

It seems that replacing the brain chip in the head of each brainwashed combatant helped.

The work on the other two bodies I was in charge of was completed faster than MN-001 completed one body.

In this way, we completed the first round of processing to put the female protagonist into the reprocessing device that sends her to a bad ending.

Naturally, MN-001 was entrusted with an elf with ears similar to the teacher’s.

“It’s okay, right?”

“Yes. Because MN-001 is not Illemiña. MN-001 is a maid robot manufactured for the owner’s convenience.”

Unlike the equipment that worked silently as if not paying any attention to the characteristics of the corpuscle, the clitoris that was barely sticking out was repeatedly trembling happily.

It was so poorly received that I checked the elf-like body’s thoughts by inserting a needle-type headset into it to see if it was a trap.

The thoughts of Soche, who continued to listen to the hypnotic voice that put both body and mind into a relaxed state, appeared as text on the screen.

The elf, whose mouth was even loosely open, evaluated the relaxation massage of MN-001, which poured a lot of additional oil and pressed the chest and belly button.

[Oops… I got drenched in pussy juice.]

[I’m embarrassed, but they keep clinging to me…]

[If it gets wet, it’s the same as wearing nothing… But I can’t give up on becoming so transparent…]

[I was embarrassed at first, but now I’m addicted to the feeling of latex sticking to me♥]

“…?”

Even though I was being honest with the hypnotic voice, it seemed like I was being too honest.

‘Is this an elf?’ I felt sorry for MN-001 for making the same expression, but I continued to do my job.

The body I was in charge of gently pressed and released the breasts so that I could let go of the hypnotic voice.

The nipples became hard, as opposed to being soft and pressed, but they seemed to have gone into a relaxed state.

As I slid my fingers into the inner thigh where the barcode and identification name were engraved, a smile appeared on the face of the lying fox doll Mugi.

[….♥]

I was also satisfied with the text that appeared on the monitor. The sentence did not appear for A001.

Although it was loose, it was different from the elf who was thinking.

A special visor was placed in front of the eyes of a happily smiling fox doll.

Wow!

A shiny, shiny visor as if made of melted latex covered Supreme Fox’s face.