episode_0149

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Rufina, who returned from two consecutive special encounters, was not in good condition.

The condition of the shell was so damaged that it had to be taken to a discarded android warehouse for parts. His mental state was not good either.

When Pinephrine asked me what had happened, I told him that it had been very difficult, and I told him everything from beginning to end and sat down with him with light steps. That was it.

When we left Megacorp, it seemed like we had made a promise not to pretend to know each other anymore.

Instead of asking me to fix it or help, I just kept looking at the floor tiles and myself as if I had made a big mistake. She was similar to a magical girl whose days as a guest at Megacorp had passed.

“Dae…waiting number 54, please come in!”

Rufina decided to help Megacorp with its work until the repairs and first regular inspection are completed.

I was thinking of repairing it without any compensation since it seemed to threaten the weakness that I had no choice but to have since I was made into a cyborg. The extraordinary magical girl first asked me to do anything, saying that she would be sorry if I only accepted it.

We were able to hear Rufina’s true feelings after adjusting to Sky City when she said that there was no need to be burdened by the abundance of staff units created as brainwashed combatants.

It seemed like he had calculated how long it would take for his damaged body to be repaired just before it stopped functioning.

Rufina, a student at the Academy’s Combat Department, had trouble being stored in Megacorp’s capsule port for repairs.

It was a similar reason to the academy student who came out of the dormitory to receive special training for the Megacorp cyborg full body.

Rufina asked me to prepare a new body after being told that I could ask for a little more since I was responsible for creating it.

It also took time to create a new body for Rufina, who was perfectly synchronized with her entire body while dealing with a cyborg hero with an absolute obedience program installed.

Only one. There was a full body shell that Rufina could use, which started out as a magical girl’s shed hair.

Although she used her ability to transform into a magical girl to capture a delinquent magical girl. It was a personality core that was reassigned to staff unit number 43 when magical girls did not appear around Megacorp like brainwashed combatants.

There was no need to ask for permission from the personality core, which understood the owner’s attitude as an object.

There was no need to ask. The personality core that was once Rufina accepted to be relocated from a biological unit-type body created by processing the original body to an auxiliary module in a simulation room prepared for cyborg trainees.

Although it is true that there are many staff units. It wasn’t that there wasn’t something I wanted to entrust to Rufina.

Hiding under the guise of being part of the Hero Association. There was something that only Rufina could do, as she ‘single-handedly’ eliminated the brainwashing villain organization that had brainwashed and converted its heroes into cyborgs.

“…Ermi. The hero grade is D grade. Classification is auxiliary…”

“You’ve already heard the explanation outside, right? D-class hero Ermi.”

Treatment was possible even if the mind had been completely brainwashed, whether it was a combat cyborg or a combatant wearing only a latex bodysuit with a visor.

The only problem was that because of the condition that the hero who defeated him had to hand him over to a security guard and be sent to the hospital instead of selling him to the small body exchange, nine times out of ten, it led to a bad ending where it was a special product from the black market.

Whether through pure magical hypnosis or a hacked data chip in the brain, even if the mind and personality were completely erased, leaving only a false personality that acted like the heroine, it was possible to restore the information stored in the body.

that. It was the same as saying that if there is no original body that remembers even a little bit of information, whether it be personality or character, there is no way in Sky City where the Humanoid transformation surgery can be completed in less than an hour.

The extent to which Sky City, which distributes requests to the Hero Association in the form of nomination requests, can prove this. There was only one line stating that the person in question was the hero of Sky City.

“I know that becoming a D-class hero is incredibly difficult, but…”

“Don’t play around! Starting again from the beginning with F grade? What are the terms of the contract?”

Even after waiting for a long time in front of the reception desk, even when Rufina suddenly came in and took his turn, the expression of the assistant hero, who had not lost his expression when the staff unit called him a ‘D-class hero’, finally broke down.

The server, documents, and even the body that can read memory information were all blown away, so the only evidence to prove that he was a D-class hero was his own claim, so I understand his feelings of injustice.

“If you cannot pay the repair fee. Are you asking me to work as a part-time employee? Are you out of your mind? No matter how limited it is, what kind of idiot would sign an agreement to waive human rights?”

“The two people who just came in agreed. The exit door is over there. D-class hero Ermi.”

“Do you know that there is no other way than here? Trying to manipulate someone like a Humanoid!”

I don’t know if the brainwashed and remodeled Villain Hero Association was Megacorp. It was incoherent for him to get up from his seat to grab me by the collar while telling me to fix his body, which was just about to stop functioning.

Although they did provide free emergency repairs on site. Instead of handing out the Megacorp Hero Association business card, he waited long enough for the converted heroes to understand the situation on their own.

Thanks to the Master who walked around without hiding the barcode engraved on his thigh like Supreme Fox, he immediately sent the heroes who came to the Megacorp Hero Association back, saying that he was thinking about it.

Standby number 52. This was the reason why Cyborg Black Panther was standing next to Master and Supreme Fox, who were busy dealing with the heroes who came to number 53 and agreed to the terms of the contract, renewing their registration numbers as 52 and 53.

The role of Rufina, who monopolized performance on her own thanks to the cyborgs making it impossible to verify her identity, has been classified. This is the rating of a hero who decided to be hired by Megacorp as a ‘drone’ instead of paying for repairs.

The purpose of employment was clearly stated from the beginning.

Body scan to add association clean-up and training simulation patterns. The reason for including the temporary human rights waiver clause was to erase confidential information from the mind.

Even if it was a biological brain, it was a treatment that did not require any special preparation for a hero who had been forcibly modified.

“…Well…the service they said you could get if you didn’t steal anything there…”

For Pinephrine, who was fortunate enough to be free when the control chip was not installed when it was remodeled. The artificial intelligence that manages the ancient ruins facility explained what kind of requests it would make to the female protagonist who had undergone personality transformation surgery.

I want to clean up ancient ruins that have been neglected for tens of thousands of years. The suggestion given to the female protagonist, who has become a core character thanks to the setting where the security drone cannot be taken out without an intruder. It was no different from the suggestion given to the cyborg heroes who came to Megacorp.

Even if someone steps in and becomes a personality core in an ancient ruin where it is impossible to add a master registration process, the pleasure of being treated as an object with a latex bodysuit, visor, and receiver for receiving commands is not an independent personality core, but an ancient personality core. It was possible to end up with a bad ending due to the ruins’ fixture drone.

It took more time for the auxiliary computing module connected to the simulation server to create a special simulation that could understand the joy of being an object.

In the meantime, we decided to give Rufina a tour of the process of registering registration numbers 52 and 53 as Megacorp’s temporary drones.

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“Oh…♥ Rufina was there too?”

“Welcome!”

We just made eye contact, and thick erect nipple marks were clearly visible on the latex that was sticking to Supreme Fox’s breasts.

The next task was to check ‘who’ was in the artificial body that was being used by the personality core, which was just a fixture, with administrator authority.

Supreme Fox, who changed his attitude from disinterest to welcome in an instant, and Master, who enjoyed turning heroes into temporary drones of Megacorp, such as the fox doll weapon, which was an A-class hero, also stood up and happily reported the current situation.

“Two…what are you two doing…no, what are you three doing? Now?!!”

“Ugh…Ugh….♡ Can’t you tell when you look at it…? I’m currently setting the sensitivity so that the master can use it… ah…♡”

I covered my bright red face with my fingers when I saw the research unit that had set my right nipple to the sensitivity increase switch and started masturbating my nipple.

As the ID card proving that the fox doll weapon was an A-class hero came through the gap, the latex bodysuit worn by Rufina began to eat more into her skin.

It was next that registration numbers 52 and 53 were recorded saying that they agreed to a temporary drone employment contract.

Wearing a helmet and visor with cables attached, I sat down on a device that was fixed immovably with metal wires.

[Check body installation. Please enter personality erasure and output enhancement settings]

Rather than sitting in the device as a person. Announcement of a synthetic electronic sound that was installed as a body. Although I was frozen by the word personality erasure. After hearing the explanation that it would only be locked for the duration of the contract, Hero accepted the process without resistance.

Supreme Fox, who had asked to serve like a brainwashed and vulgar heroine on the bed, calmly closed her eyes.

“Remodeling…begins…myaha…♥”

And then I opened my eyes.

“What..what is it? this? Stop it…!”

“Wait! Wait! Please stop?!”

From the moment the visual module set to red was clearly displayed, the heroes installed on the device were struggling with an instinctive sense of fear, but the process button had already been pressed a long time ago.

Output is max. Instead of personality erasure, memory locking began, similar to the drone experience you might experience in ancient ruins.

“In…the head…inside…ah…ah…?”

“I said I didn’t like it….ah….ah….♥”

The moment the receiver required for a female robot that carries out simple commands while wearing a latex bodysuit is installed. Resistance in numbers 52 and 53 stopped.

The monitor reminded me of the data of a hero who had been forcibly modified for a short period of time so that he would not resist like a Humanoid and was severely damaged.

Master and Supreme Fox for the next process. Even while Rufina, who had been asked to help, and everyone else were removing the installed equipment, the heroes, whose data was locked and almost empty, sat in their seats without resistance.

Heroes that did not have human-like synthetic plastic skin, like Megacorp Security’s combat cyborgs, only had their visual modules open blankly even when parts of their bodies were touched.

“The locking process has been completed. Master.”

“…Follow me this way! No. 52… No. 53!”

It was Rufina who received a request from ‘Supreme Fox’ that gave the order to move to the hero, who had decided to carry out the repairs first as promised.

The receiver, which covered all of the ears and looked like an android, came on with a green light indicating normal operation.

After flinching for a moment, the hero, whose blue eyes were colored the same as Rufina’s blue eyes that the visual module had given the command to, moved to the front of the capsule port for repair.

In the warehouse where the original bodies of the second batch of trainees living as cyborgs were stored, the small-breasted Rufina was also in good company.

“Well…the president of the association can do that, right?!”

“Sometime, he asks me to order anything again.”

After the repairs were completed, I asked Rufina to order the other heroes who didn’t mind using it as a drone for a week to change into body suits.

“Ah…Okay! So please stop banging on the capsule that contains it!”

The only thing I asked for was to bring him back to the operating room where the oath to renounce his human rights for a limited period of time was recorded, install the data necessary to carry out orders as a drone, and also ask him to subtly loosen his personality enough to understand the feeling of being used.

“Ahh….Ugh…Ugh…”

Unlike the murmurs heard. The hesitation was disappearing from Rufina’s fingers as she adjusted the settings on the hologram screen so that the heroes could feel the sensation of being treated like objects.

The cyborg trainee, who started masturbating instead of taking out the scissors as he was supposed to be wearing a brainwashed combatant bodysuit, was staring at the full-coverage visor helmet being installed on the repaired hero’s head.

When looking at the ID card of A-class hero Supreme Fox, the palm that was hidden in front of my eyes, at least for the sake of formality, naturally touched the magic circuit and was attached to a healthy, fleshy thigh.

“Start…I will…President of the Association…”

Rufina was the same as the original personality core.

It was worse because I lived among beings who took for granted their self-recognition as objects rather than on a very similar level.

Even though she was scared and panicked after being informed that she would be remodeled into a love doll for a magical creature and sold, Rufina’s bodysuit, which was originally a magical girl who had created evidence of shame on her dress, was already damp.

Pinephrine’s teaching that there is no reason to be embarrassed even if your body suit is torn or even if you are naked is referring to a combat situation. Rufina, who had never been human, was taking things differently.

“Start installing the basic business program…start…start…”

While the basic work program for use as a drone was being installed on the hero who agreed to the terms of the contract, the cyborg trainee’s hand attached to the thigh was moving according to the ‘body memory’.

Instead of lightly placing her palms on her breasts, it was clear that she was trying to gently pull the stuck latex with her fingers along with the side breasts.

“Drone Unit No. 22. Installation is complete. Set as default personality.”

“Drone Unit No. 23. Installation is complete. Set as default personality.”

Even if the completed drone unit wakes up from the device on its own, instead of resisting the server’s command to clean each metal floor tile, and happily reporting back a ‘command confirmation’ report, the monitor showing Rufina’s stress level in real time is displayed. There was no change.

Like epinephrine, who was curious about the explanation that it could be experienced in ancient ruins. Rufina was put into a simulation prepared to teach the joy of being an object.

The question is whether it is combat training. I answered the same way I did to a real magical girl.