episode_0212

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Drip, drip, the sound.

In this excessively quiet place, even that small sound of water felt incredibly loud.

Perhaps that’s why.

That small, faint sound of water was enough to wake the advisor, who was in a state that was unclear whether she was asleep or awake.

“…He, re…”

Everything in front of her eyes was pitch black.

Even though she opened her eyes, her vision didn’t clear.

Only then did she realize that something was covering her eyes.

It seemed like she was wearing something like an eye mask.

“Ugh… uh…”

When she tried to say something, she clearly felt her throat was parched as if there was a drought.

It must be because she hadn’t spoken in a long time.

How many days had she been in an environment where she couldn’t speak properly?

Clank… clank…

When she tried to move her arms and legs, it seemed that they wouldn’t move either.

Right now, she seemed to be sitting on something like a pipe chair, and her hands and feet seemed to be handcuffed to the chair.

She couldn’t unlock the handcuffs.

The chair was light, but in the first place, moving around with the chair when she didn’t even know where she was made no sense.

Of course, as an Awakened, the advisor could use special abilities and magic.

However, because she had a significant flaw as an Awakened, there were some restrictions on using her abilities.

It seems impossible to break the handcuffs with her ability right now…

‘Where is this….’

‘What did I…….’

Her memory was hazy.

When she tried to recall the past, only vague things like fog came to mind.

‘I… business trip… dispatched, was coming out for….’

‘I was heading to the villain organization that was the destination of my business trip, but….’

—And then, she was kidnapped.

She couldn’t remember what happened before or after.

Even when she tried to remember, it was hazy like fog. Even now, her thoughts kept cutting off, and she couldn’t remember what she was thinking just a moment ago.

She just suddenly thought.

She must have met someone right before she lost consciousness.

That person wasn’t a stranger… definitely… someone she knew well…

‘No… I can’t remember anything more….’

As the advisor was confused and lost in a maze of thoughts, a beeping sound suddenly began to be heard from somewhere. And then, the sound of a door opening and the sound of someone approaching.

“What, you woke up. That’s a relief. I was worried that this damn bitch might have died like that. That wouldn’t do. Yeah, absolutely not.”

It was a rather harsh statement.

From the sound of it, she knew that the voice was a woman’s voice, but it wasn’t the voice of someone the advisor knew.

‘…No, but.’

‘Somehow, it feels familiar… similar to someone I know….’

“Okay, I’ll take off your blindfold. Be grateful, you damn bitch.”

Spouting harsh profanity without a care, the unknown person removed the advisor’s blindfold.

The advisor’s vision was finally cleared, but it took a little time to open her eyes properly because they had been covered for so long.

Still, after somehow adjusting and opening her eyes, she saw a small room filled with various things, like a warehouse.

No, that’s not it.

It’s a lab.

A space for manufacturing & experimenting with science and medicine for a certain purpose, with various items lined up, including chemicals.

The smell of chemicals filling the space had been in her nose since a while ago, and the white coat worn by the person in front of her was the final confirmation.

“…This fucking bitch.”

And.

Standing in front of the advisor, the person in front of her, the woman in the white coat, opened her mouth again with harsh profanity.

“Your skin is so smooth. Your hair is shiny and pretty. And your eyes, should I call them plum-colored? You’re pretty, you fucking bitch? Just die.”

The person was a woman.

A beautiful and pretty woman who seemed to be younger than the advisor.

However, her harsh expression and tone seemed to spoil her appearance.

For some reason, she seemed to have some animosity towards her.

…Why? It’s our first meeting.

Does she have some kind of grudge against me…?

“You look like a slut or a bitch, you fucking bitch. You didn’t wag your tail at ‘that person,’ did you? You definitely did, you lewd and seductive bitch. You’ve probably been penetrated a long time ago. Disgusting, you fucking bitch.”

How can she speak in such a harsh tone?

And it’s true that she’s no longer a virgin, but she’s only been with one person and everything is only for her beloved Number 13.

I’m not a slut, I’m pure, you idiot.

“Well, fine. ‘That person’ told me not to kill you, so I have no choice but to keep you alive… but I guess I can play around a little? That’s why I came here.”

So saying, the unidentified person pulled over several chemicals that were on the experiment table next to her.

She lightly mixed a couple of them with a dropper, and then sucked the mixture into a syringe.

“Wha…what… what is…? What are… you going to, do….”

The advisor, whose throat was not yet fully recovered, coughed and asked, but this woman didn’t seem to have any intention of answering properly.

She just looked back at the advisor with a very, very happy look, giggling.

“Don’t worry. It’s just something that will make you trip a little… I’m so kind, giving you such a pleasant experience… right? Don’t you think so? Don’t you, you fucking bitch?”

In front of the advisor’s eyes, the woman squirted the chemical from the syringe as if testing it, saying “fucking” over and over.

The advisor shook her head, saying no and begging her not to do it, but that action only increased the woman’s sadistic pleasure and had no other meaning….

“Wha, wh…why… what, is the… pur…pose….”

“Purpose? Purpooose~? Why? Why?”

The woman just giggled and laughed.

Her face seemed to say that she found the current situation very pleasant, but the advisor felt a chill from her appearance.

Whether it was awkward acting, or truly due to madness.

Like a vile witch from the Middle Ages using a child as a sacrificial offering, with that eerie atmosphere, with a horrifying feeling like a haunted house that would take your soul.

The advisor felt a chill and let out a small “Eek.”

“…It’s natural to resent you, you fucking bitch.”

“Daring to take away my precious person.”

“I’m rotting away without even seeing ‘that person’.”

“But you guys, you, that man…!! You’re having such a fun time with ‘that person’! You’re enjoying everything I want!”

“How can I not be angry?”

“How can I not be angry, you fucking bitch!!”

Slap!

The woman’s hand slapped the advisor’s cheek hard.

The advisor’s eyes flashed from the shock, and her head turned.

What on earth is this woman talking about?

It just seems like she’s getting angry at the wrong person.

But perhaps because of the shock of being slapped.

The advisor was able to regain a little more consciousness from her hazy mind.

And she came to ‘a certain thought.’

“……I… we… your precious person…?”

The advisor muttered as if chewing over the words, and said in disbelief.

“Hey… you… don’t tell me, you’re not just… targeting me…?”

The advisor muttered to herself.

She hated her mind now that she couldn’t think properly.

Her fogged consciousness was getting hot, annoyed, and impatient.

She had to think, but she couldn’t stand it because her mind didn’t work as she wanted….

So, she whipped herself again and again, and finally reached ‘a certain conclusion.’

“You, what are you trying to do… to our organization…?”

As the advisor spoke in a bewildered voice, the woman nodded while looking into the advisor’s eyes.

She smiled at the advisor as if giving a prize to a child who had guessed the correct answer.

“That’s right. You’re a smart slut, just like I heard.”

“I’m going to destroy your organization, your colleagues… all of them.”

“I’m going to fuck up the organization called 【Abyss】.”

“So rest assured, pretty fucking bitch.”

“You won’t be fucked up alone, your colleagues will be with you.”

“…Hehe, that’s good. You can roll around with your colleagues. You won’t be lonely.”

The woman held the advisor’s head as if hugging it, and brought the end of the syringe to her exposed neck.

The advisor said no, no, but such words could not stop it.

“Then, bye-bye~.”

‘Ah, no… way…!’

The woman plunged the syringe into the advisor’s neck and injected the chemical into her blood vessels.

There was no way for the advisor, whose arms and legs were tied, to stop it.

She could only shiver as she felt the foreign substance entering her body.

The advisor’s consciousness was soon lost and confused by the drug.

But just before it became blurred, at that time when she could still think faintly rationally.

At that moment, what the advisor thought of was the eyes of the woman she had just encountered.

‘Ah… right. Those eyes.’

‘The color of these eyes… it’s like——’

Her eyes were different colors on each side.

In other words, odd-eye.

She had different colored eyes, with a blue eye on the left and a black eye on the right.

Among them, the blue eye, that navy blue eye reminiscent of the night sky… was definitely someone the advisor knew very well….

With that thought as her last, the advisor’s consciousness was cut off again.

■ days since the advisor was kidnapped and imprisoned.

And on this very day, Number 13 meets Captain Ashe, who claims to be from the future….