[Episode 45] #10 Captured hero and brainwashing hypnosis interrogation (4)
――Become a member of the villain organization [Abyss].
, No. 13 suggested to the club.
After taking such a long time,
After building up with so many words,
So, this is what they say.
It doesn't make sense,
It doesn't even sound like a horse,
The club sighed involuntarily at the absurd content.
"… Fuck, something really. "Are you serious about this?"
"I'm serious. There is not a single lie. "I'm a villain who really hates lies."
"A little bit."
I brush up my flowing black hair.
How should I respond to this situation?
To suggest that a current hero become a villain or something?
'… … First of all, accept it and run away when you see the opportunity.'
That too is a possibility.
If you don't listen to the proposal here in the first place, you don't know what will happen in retaliation.
"I see, I see. Make me a villain――"
And the next moment,
Whoosh――
Don't miss it!!
"Kyaahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !!!
Pretending to say something,
Club grabbed the fork he had hidden in his arms and swung it at No. 13's neck at lightning speed.
As if everyone had predicted, the staff immediately gave the club an electric shock, causing the club's body to stiffen.
The muscles are momentarily paralyzed by the intense electric current penetrating the entire body,
No. 13's hand slapped the arm, which had lost strength, and took it away.
Clap!
The fork that missed the club fell to the floor and made a loud noise.
"Hey, it's dangerous. "When did you hide the fork again?"
"… … Ugh… Pfft… Okay... ugh… Geez… ."
The club lies half face down on the table,
I trembled, trembled, and groaned from the electric current rushing through my body.
Saliva mixed with wine dripped from the open mouth, staining the table.
"Fuck… Fuck… X people… who… Like a villain... Do you think it will work... Cough, soggy… ."
"ha… ha… Looking at it funny... Do it to the extent possible... You bastards... !"
It looks like a small dog or a skipping Chihuahua,
The sight of him glaring fiercely at No. 13 with red, bloodshot eyes moistened with tears was befitting of a mad dog.
"So, you don't want anyone joining our organization?"
"that… I mean... What a bitch… A bastard with an empty head... "Bite your tongue and get away, you scum of society!"
The club was drooling as if it couldn't close its mouth,
With his hardened tongue, he desperately let out all kinds of harsh and scathing words.
The staff nearby tried to sanction such a club, but No. 13's hand blocked it.
No. 13 did not seem very angry at the club's careless attitude.
On the contrary, the club became even more angry at the seemingly relaxed attitude and spewed out venomous remarks.
How much abuse did the club have to say?
As the numbness in my body slowly disappeared,
Number 13 said while sipping the newly poured wine.
"Yeah, good. Club, I really like girls like you. i love it. I like it very much. love you."
"… … … … … … … … … … ?"
what… … ?
The club blinked at Number 13's unexpected words.
Did this kid get shot in the head?
What are you talking about?
The panicked club took on a different meaning than before.
Number 13 smiled leisurely and continued.
"I really like you at the club. So I don't want to kill or torture anyone. "He is also highly coveted as a talent."
So, No. 13 suggested a new idea.
Although we were embarrassed, as a club, we strangely understood the contents.
Unexpectedly, I listened carefully to that suggestion.
* * *
The story of issue 13 was concise and simple.
As he hoped, the club will first take action against this villain organization [Abyss].
And he said he would like to know more about No. 13.
In addition, No. 13 also wants to learn about the club.
It meant that by getting to know each other, there might be a change in their feelings.
In addition, if you know how the club feels about being a hero, you will be able to give up on number 13 as well.
"Let's just stay like that for just one month, one month."
"… … "Is it a month?"
"okay. Try that for a month, and if your feelings remain the same then I'll send you back to Division 7.
I will send you back with all of your equipment intact. "Of course we will remove the necklace."
Club unconsciously adjusted the necklace around his neck.
It is said that the leather necklace contains a bomb inside.
I don't know if that's true or not,
It was clear that it contained a device similar to the electric shock from before, restricting the club's actions.
"… … "How can you believe that?"
"First of all, I will write a memorandum, but it will be meaningless… "I have nothing to say other than to ask you to trust me."
As No. 13 said, what would be the point of writing something like a memorandum here?
There is no third party to punish someone if they violate it.
But it seems true that he doesn't seem to have any intention of taking his life,
If you look at the content itself, it is not all bad for the club.
From the perspective of the club that was caught helplessly in the first place, I was thinking of much harsher treatment.
Compared to that, No. 13's attitude was no different from that of an angel.
I also had suspicions that it was too humane treatment between enemies, and that there was some ulterior motive.
'… I like it… still… .'
Thinking back to what No. 13 said a moment ago,
I could vaguely understand while blushing slightly.
'No, it definitely doesn't mean romantically.'
I don't think there's much in particular that makes men like it,
There would be no reason to feel that way toward someone who threatened his life several times in the first place.
… Anyway, I couldn't quite understand what No. 13 meant by "I like it," but
Anyway, I thought it was much more plausible than a simple favor without reason.
――Isn't it okay to believe it?
I just vaguely have that thought.
'I'm not saying I'm going to completely believe it. Because the opponent is a villain.'
So, keep in mind that you can change your words and commit fraud.
It's not that I don't trust you at all, but it feels like that.
In addition, there was something similar to the mysterious magnetic field that I felt a while ago,
For some reason, I feel like I can trust No. 13's voice.
… … Of course, it might be because of my mood.
It was a club where I had some time to rub my chin and reflect,
I immediately looked up at No. 13 with a determined look on my face.
"… Are you really sending it back?"
"then. I don't like lies. "I'm a man who hates lying the most in the world."
"Even putting all that bullshit aside, I understand. "I don't have a choice here anyway."
In the end, the club nodded and accepted.
And if you have a month,
Could it be possible to find out important clues or weaknesses about the villain organization [Abyss]?
Those dark intentions were also buried in a corner of my heart.
No. 13 smiled happily at the club's cool response and wished them well.
I had the staff member next to me place a memorandum that seemed to have been prepared in front of the club.
"While living here, I wrote down a few things I wish I could keep."
"Besides, there are a few precautions and rules I would like to request, so if you have any differences, please tell me now."
The club reviewed each and every clause of the prepared memorandum.
No. 13 right in front,
"Please look at it carefully. "If there is something you don't understand, please tell me."
"The part below that is something I request additionally, so please pay attention to that part."
Why on earth do I have to say this so many times that I am so anxious?
He was inadvertently irritated and showed his teeth and growled in anger.
In any case, I did not find anything strange in the contents of the memorandum.
… No, there were some parts that were a little strange or unconvincing, but
Nevertheless, since I thought this was the request of No. 13, there were parts that I skipped over, saying there was nothing I could do.
Especially the part about 'interrogation' in the middle of the article.
I paused for a moment at that part, but
'… … It'll be okay. It's not even an important part.'
At least it's not something that could bring harm to the 7th division,
I decided to just accept it, thinking that it was inevitable considering that I was being treated as a prisoner of war.
He took a pen from his staff, wrote his name on the memorandum, and even stamped the seal on it.
No. 13 also wrote his signature and seal on the memorandum, and the staff member who accepted the memorandum immediately went outside.
It looks like they are going to copy that memorandum and paste it in the room where the club will be staying.
I wonder if that's even necessary... .
"Okay, club. I'm so glad I accepted the offer. "I hope we can get to know each other better."
"… … "I don't really want to know anything about you."
"It's too much."
No. 13 smiled happily and said,
"Then, club, I would like to get to know you a little bit from now on."
With a smiling face, he proposed to the club.
"I will now begin a light 'interrogation'. … "First of all, would you please take off those clothes?"
To the proposal in No. 13,
The club blushed and pursed its lips,
"… … ."
He nodded calmly as if there was nothing he could do.
* * *
A memorandum I wrote a while ago.
One of the contents was a provision that No. 13 could freely designate the club's attire, etc.
As I was looking at that item, I had some thoughts like, "maybe," but
The club ultimately accepted.
Of course, he himself is a prisoner,
As long as it wasn't something that would harm the 7th Division, he thought there was no need to refuse.
And as she half expected, No. 13 asked her to be naked.
I was expecting it.
Also, the club isn't exactly a bitch who wants to show off her naked body.
Nevertheless, the club accepted the terms and
Following No. 13's orders, he took off his clothes with his own hands in the middle of this pub-like space after finishing his meal.
"… … ."
The only clothing that Dorothy wore was a thin surgical gown.
As soon as he took off the piece of cloth that was embarrassing to even call it clothes, the club's dazzling naked body was immediately revealed to No. 13's eyes.
As before, the club sat in front of No. 13 across the table,
She covered her small breasts with her arms and blushed.
His thick, tightly closed lips trembled in humiliation.
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