Chapter 187 – #2-2 the Naive Hero Is Suspicious (Spade – Brainwashing Counseling Insult) (2)
Spade still lacks tact in many ways, but it’s not stupid.
They are aware of their lack of experience and have the flexibility to quickly understand and admit what they lack.
It was influenced to some extent by Captain Rahe’s instructions,
It’s okay to not know or do something wrong, but it’s never okay to avoid fixing it or averting your eyes from a problem, because Captain Rahe insists.
Elaborate
Anyway, Spade was aware of his shortcomings, and it did n’t seem like he could solve this sense of incongruity alone.
Of course, it would be possible to consult with the other members of the 7th division or Rahe, but in the first place, the Hero Association has professional counselors who receive advice from heroes.
No matter what happens, I’ve clearly heard that it’s okay to consult comfortably about anything.
So, Spade decided to rely on this counselor.
‘Apple is also a professional advisor, but….’
What she’s worried about right now is the sense of incongruity that runs throughout the 7th Division, so if possible, she wanted to hear opinions from people outside the 7th Division.
And obviously, this professional counselor is older than Apple, so there’s something a little more trustworthy….
What… This one would be good….
Somehow, it seems like it has to be like this… Because I feel that way….
…… I’ll be fine….
* * *
So, Spade, who had left work after completing her daily routine, was on her way to the address she had received through her message her.
Now he wears civilian clothes, not a hero uniform.
And the prominent spade pattern on the cheek his is also covered with a mask.
I don’t know why, but she’s disguised herself so that the fact that she’s the hero Spade won’t be discovered….
By the way, the spade pattern on this cheek is not a tattoo she made herself, but it was engraved with her zodiac sign’s ability to her.
As it is a very conspicuous pattern, it is impossible not to pay attention to it even in everyday life.
‘By the way… This is it, right?’
Spade checked her text messages from her this afternoon, and she looked around her again.
This text message is from the professional counselor she just mentioned.
Spade contacted the professional counselor yesterday asking if she would like a consultation, and she received a message today specifying a time and place for the consultation.
If you follow the address in the message and the map app took, this road will be correct. Would be right
However, here….
‘Something… A little….’
‘Here… Am I right? Is that right?’
A nearby town, not far from the base of the 7th Division.
A space like a plaza with bars lined up on both sides.
Maybe it’s because it’s Friday, and even though it’s late as tomorrow is the weekend, the streets on this side are loud and noisy in many ways.
Here and there, young men and women are laughing and making a fuss, and the loud music of the bar reverberates.
Spade, not accustomed to this atmosphere, headed for her destination her, squinting at the noisy street, even though it was close to her midnight.
As it’s not that far away, I’m moving on foot today, not on a motorcycle.
‘Let’s see… Here… Break it….’
‘Straight… 300 meters… Noodle.’
Tabak-tabak, t-bak-tabak.
Walking out like that, I came to a motel located a little away from the hustle and bustle of the bar street.
[■■Motel].
After checking the name of the motel and checking the app on his smartphone again, Spade nodded.
It seems right here.
‘…… I said it was a consultation, but the motel… ?’
‘Really, right?’
Originally, it’s quite a strange thing, and it’s a questionable thing.
However, Spade seemed to be puzzled for a moment, but unexpectedly quickly agreed and walked towards the motel entrance.
Spade is feeling a mysterious hush going on in her head.
She wants her to have no unnecessary doubts about the situation,
It’s like she’s dominating and kneading that hair… She feels that magnetic field…
I’m sure it’s an illusion… Something like that… Feeling like that… Feel….
* * *
Shortly before Spade arrived here at the motel, a new message had arrived.
A message indicating which room to visit.
And as the contents of the message, spade approached the front of the room in the designated room and knocked on the door.
Before long, the door bursts open and someone appears.
“Oh, you’re here, Spade.”
“…… !”
And the spade opened her eyes in surprise, and jumped behind her as if jumping.
The reason he opened the door and appeared was because it was a man she was familiar with.
Villain no. 13.
A stout man with a pitiful face and curly hair.
For some reason, he opened the door to this place and appeared….
‘Oh, no, no… Villain no. 13… Is it right… ?’
‘Is not it… That… No. 13 Administrator… Sir… Is this?’
The spade hit her head with a hammer, and confusion came.
Obviously, the man in front of him seems to be Villain No. 13.
However, she herself came here to see a counselor from the Hero Association, but there is no way there will be a villain.
What then? The man in front of you is from the hero’s side… Could her superior her be Administrator No. 13, who is in the position of superior?
No, what is the difference between the two in the first place… ?
Why… They both have the same face… It’s the same body type… I haven’t noticed until now….
Damn!
“…… ?!”
“Calm down, Spade. Now, this is the “Counseling Room” For you, and I am the “Counselor” Dispatched by the Association today to listen to your concerns. Take a good look again.”
As No. 13 clapped his hands, the bewildered Spade stiffened with his shoulders trembling.
And as No. 13’s words continued, the bewildered light in Spade’s eyes gradually stabilized and began to dissolve.
‘Huh?’
‘Counselor… Are you?’
She blinked her eyes open and closed, and then she showed off her eccentricity of patting her own cheek.
No matter how many times he blinked or slapped himself, the man in front of him was clearly a “Counselor.”
It’s not Villain 13, it’s not the 13th administrator….
‘Oh, why did I misunderstand… ?’
Let’s take a couple of deep breaths like that.
Only then did Spade seem to come to her senses her and hurriedly lowered her head to the man in front of her.
“Ahhh! Sorry! That’s because you resemble someone you know… Well, I was confused… ! I’m sorry!”
“No, it’s okay Spade. You might be confused. … Do you think they look a lot alike?”
“Ah, that… Resemblance… It looks a bit like… I did. He’s a completely different person though…”
Spade slowly raised his head and looked at the man in front of him again.
Really look alike
They look so much alike.
The face, body shape, voice, and attitude were all too similar to the ‘that man’ she knew.
Spade doesn’t know for sure whether she’s thinking of Villain 13 or the 13th administrator, but
Anyway, I inadvertently admire the look that resembles them so much.
But no matter how similar they are, they are completely different people.
The more I looked at it, the more I realized that somehow it was clearly a different person.
…… Although it is true that Number 13 is actually in front of her eyes.
However, due to the pre-planted brainwashing suggestion, Spade,
From the moment he realized it, he was no longer seen as a completely different person.
“Anyway, I’m glad it was a misunderstanding. Come on, let’s go inside.”
“Yes, Counselor.”
A counselor who casually puts his arm around his shoulder and leads him inside.
However, despite his attitude her, Spade does not feel any different,
She just accepted the touch very naturally and followed him inside.
* * *
The counselor explained that he was named Number 13.
And he made me call him ‘teacher’ instead of ‘counselor’.
As for the name, the latter is much more popular, so even so, the name is number 13.
She was so much like the person she knew that she panicked once more.
When No. 13 emphasized again, “It’s a different person,” Spade understood and accepted it anyway.
‘Here… Motel… No, the counseling room….’
Obviously, the place she came to was a motel, but when she said it was a counseling room, she felt confused.
Spade had been to hotels before, but this was his first time at a motel.
If the hotels she went to were generally neat,
A motel, to say the least, was a little darker and more eerie.
The room is about the size of a suite, not very spacious.
Inside, there was a large bed the size of a double bed, and next to it was a small table and sofa.
The wallpaper feels a bit hip. The lighting was dimly illuminating the room, with a feeling that was hard to say was bright.
[Yes…… Ah, ah….]
[Huh… Yes…….]
On the large TV installed in front of the bed, promiscuous adult broadcasts of naked men and women intertwined with each other were playing.
She was started for a moment, but the thought over and over again that this was her counseling room her calmed her startled heart.
――Something, just being here.
――Just being here… Something naughty… I feel like….
This must be a ‘counseling room’ for you today.
However, the idea that ‘this is a motel’ kept coming to Spade’s head.
A little more shady place than a hotel.
Certainly, usually a place for a man and a woman to have a one-night stand.
‘… I think I can hear a faint sound….’
‘That… Woman’s… And the male voice… Dimly….’
Even without magical powers, Spade’s ears, which boasted sufficiently excellent hearing, picked up faint sounds coming from the walls and ceiling.
It’s probably the male and female couples who occupy rooms side by side or up and down are doing things like that.
My face inadvertently turns red.
My face is burning, and I even have the illusion that the temperature of the entire room has risen slightly.
Spade’s gaze went to the small drawer on the shelf next to the TV.
In that drawer, for some reason, several condoms that had been taken out of the box were placed roughly stacked on top of each other.
–Ah.
――As expected, here.
In the end, even if you don’t like it, you will become self-aware.
Even if you think that this is a “Counseling room,” You will come to realize the same thing.
This is a place to do things like that.
This is a place called a motel that I have never been to, and the strange magic of this place…
I suddenly realize….
