Chapter 513 – #5-7 and the Red-Haired Hero (Spade ♥ No. 13) (2)
“No. 13…”
“No. 13… ? I’m listening… ?”
Did he think No. 13 didn’t listen to what he said properly?
With a blank attitude and voice, Spade continues to mutter.
“
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it
.”
“
I like you, No. 13
.”
“No. 13 is a villain, and I am a hero.”
“But I like it… I like it, I like it, I like it… ♡”
“I really like it, No. 13… ♡ No. 13 Oh… ♡♡”
Spade laughs and mutters.
Has she ever smiled at herself like this?
Since I’ve always dealt with her as an enemy, I don’t think I’ve ever seen an expression like this before my eyes.
No, why not?
Why does this woman suddenly say something like this?
“… It’s noisy, you idiot. You idiot. Ugly.”
“I’m not ugly…”
―No
.
―These words are not good for brainwashing
.
Isn’t there a better word?
By using this heart of a spade, this remark of a spade… Something that could induce this woman to be thoroughly restrained…
“You’re ugly. “What if a hero says something like that to a villain?”
“Know… I know… You are a villain… Still, still… I like you… ♡♡”
“…”
A spade that continues to chant that it likes you and that it loves you.
No. 13 is looking down at the spade from above.
Number 13 looked down at the spade for a moment.
It’s hard to tell what he’s feeling just by looking at his face…
“No. 13… Are you angry… ?”
“… What are you talking about? “Why am I angry?”
“… Okay… ? But… No. 13 said he hates me…”
“… No.”
“I did it.”
“No.”
“I did it.”
Spade complains like he’s drunk.
Number 13 speaks again to such a spade.
“No. No. “I don’t like it.”
“Then do you like it?”
“… It’s noisy, you’re ugly.”
“Woo~~!!”
All I can do is sigh.
Because we got caught up in Spade’s unintelligent way of speaking, we also ended up not thinking properly.
Whether it’s brainwashing or something, it seems like things will turn out for the better.
And beyond that, No. 13’s cock is becoming even more helpless.
I don’t want to wait any longer.
I feel like I have to quickly insert this dick into her honey pot and into Spade’s hot and tight meat hole.
I can’t believe I’m getting this anxious.
It feels like I can’t do anything without spades.
Is it because I did it without resting? I’m sure it will. After all, rest is important.
“Noisy, ugly, ugly, ugly.”
“It was bad… !! I still like it… ♡”
“You fool, you’re such a fool.”
Number 13 started to push his erect dick into Spade’s vagina, just as he was attacking Spade from above.
The soggy, wet meat pot is pierced with a six-pointed tool.
Hmm… ♡
Spade accepts No. 13’s cock and sighs in pleasure.
That rough expression, a face that is so happy that it doesn’t know what to do, makes No. 13 even more anguished and consumed by desire.
“No. 13, No. 13… ♡ I feel good… ♡”
It’s really noisy, you idiot.
The hero shouldn’t make that kind of face.
I am a villain.
It’s okay for a hero to make that face to a villain.
No. 13’s dick quickly reached the inner end of the spade.
I can feel the tip of the vaginal wall, even the door of her uterus, touching his cock.
It’s a texture you’ll be used to since you’ve already tasted it several times.
But strangely enough, right now, the dick is swallowed by that hot and wet vagina… I could feel something tingling.
For some reason, I felt like the flesh of the spade was sticking to me even more than before.
Feeling more sluggish, more sticky and tighter.
No. 13 is troubled by the feeling of the obscene flesh clinging to his cock as if fawning over it.
Why do I feel so good?
Why does it feel so good?
Does it feel better than before? .
“… Fuck. It’s so fucking delicious.”
“The face… “Fuck you’re so fucking pretty, Spade.”
It’s so cute, pretty, and lovely that I’m going crazy.
Number 13 praised Spade like that even though he was swearing.
Spade laughs at No. 13’s compliment.
Within that spade, No. 13 moved his dick slowly and carefully.
It felt a little different from the sex I’ve had so far, but I don’t know exactly how and where it was different… I thought it would be difficult to explain.
* * *
… … …
… …
…
‘…’
‘… Uh… ?’
When Spade regained consciousness, the sun was already shining outside her window.
Outside, the bright blue light of dawn had not yet disappeared.
It’s a little early in the morning to wake up, but at the same time it’s quite late to go back to sleep.
‘No. 13… Is… ?’
Spade struggled to raise her tired body.
I feel like my memories are falling apart.
Apparently, I spent all day with No. 13 yesterday, and then came back to my room and watched a movie… I remember so far.
But my memories after that are blurry.
It feels like I was dreaming.
“Ugh… I felt something was off…”
Spade removed the blanket covering her body and examined her body.
She was naked on her bed without any clothes on.
There were unmistakable traces of sex all over the body, including lewd and obscene odors and traces of dried white turbid fluid.
There were dark traces of semi-dried semen on my vagina, which made me feel uncomfortable.
The sheets under my body were also stained with stains of unknown origin, and I sighed as I thought about replacing the sheets.
I’m sure I was violated so many times yesterday that I stayed up all night.
No. 13 would definitely have done that.
For some reason, I’m a little concerned about my vague memories…
‘Did you drink alcohol yesterday? ?’
‘Did the film stop because of the alcohol? ? Or not…’
‘No, rather, where is No. 13…’ .’
I looked around the room, but number 13 was not there.
I wondered if she had gone alone and felt a little sad.
Grumble-
“Huh? Are you awake? “You can just sleep more.”
The curtained door of the veranda was opened, and number 13 came inside.
Spade could smell No. 13’s cigarette mixed with the outside air coming in through the open door.
It was unexpected.
This man smokes.
“… It’s a nuisance to people in other rooms. But if it blooms there.”
“Because he’s a villain. Because I’m a bad person, I’ll smoke wherever and whenever I want. Still, I will refrain from going to places where children, the elderly, and pregnant women are present.”
“… “You mean to keep the line when it comes to being a villain?”
“Yes. Even villains have their own aesthetic.”
Number 13 roughly threw a half-empty pack of cigarettes, a lighter, and a case on the desk.
It looks like a portable ashtray case, but for a villain, it was surprising that he didn’t even throw away his cigarette butts on the floor.
Indeed… What a common-sense moral person you are…
“It’s disgusting. Unlucky. That’s what you’re talking about. “I feel like a second-year middle school student.”
Spades speaks with a sharp attitude of selling.
To the villain.
To the pervert who fucked and raped the virgin himself.
In this way, she violated and defiled herself so much that she became a mess.
However, he seemed hilarious, pretending to be cool and hard-boiled.
Anyway, he is a lousy man.
Looking at him, he looks nothing but annoyed.
“Spade, is there anything strange?”
“… ? What is something strange?”
“No, something is different from usual. Or do you remember something?”
What are you talking about?
Since there was nothing to guess, Spade said there was nothing like that and glanced at No. 13.
Number 13 sighed with a somewhat complex expression, but with slightly relieved eyes.
He came closer to Spade and lifted Spade’s nose with his hand.
Little mouth… !!
“Oh, ow?!”
“Really, Spade, everything was ruined because of you. “I deliberately tried to be harsh and see it through to the end this time.”
“W-what are you talking about… Let go of this, dude! What are you doing?! Apod!”
“You look like an ugly person. Ugly. “You ugly bastard.”
“Ugh… “I’m going to kill you?!”
No. 13 pinched Spade’s nose and tormented him for a while, and when tears started to form in Spade’s eyes, he freed his nose.
Spade holds his red nose and glares at Number 13 as if he were going to kill him.
―What are you doing with someone else’s nose?
He sent such a silent message of protest with his gaze, but it seemed to have no effect on No. 13, who just looked the other way and looked outside.
“Under… How do I really report this to Dorothy and the boss… No, what to do now… Really, being popular is a sin. No, is it a sin that I am so handsome? What should I do?”
Oh my.
I must be really crazy. What should I do?
What are you talking to yourself?
Spade looked up at No. 13 with a mesmerized face, as if he was looking at something really serious.
No. 13 still pays no heed to Spade’s attitude and continues muttering or thinking to himself.
What is he worried about now? ? He has no way of knowing as a spade.
