Hero Defeated by Evil 759

Chapter 759 – #6-18 Secretary Sim Cheong and Villain No. 13, Doubt (3)

A ringing sound rang out.

At that sound, Sim Cheong, whose eyes were half closed, came to her senses again.

I wondered what that meant, and before I knew it, a timer with a bell was placed in front of my eyes.

Obviously… I keep wasting time… Look at the time properly…

But strangely, the more I looked at the clock, the more dazed I became… Why are you like this…

“Are you okay, Mr. Cheong? Would you like some more water?”

Apple asks, and Sim Cheong nods her head a few beats later.

“Water… Ah… Huh… Please…”

Before I knew it, Coco poured carbonated water into the empty glass again.

However, after pouring the carbonated water into the glass, she tilted a small bottle of unknown substance and poured it in and mixed it.
What is she doing, she asks, and she says it’s nothing.

The carbonated water in the glass became slightly cloudy.

But when Coco said it was okay and covered it with her hand, she removed her hand again, and it returned to its original transparent color.

First, drink the water in the glass. … It’s too cold, just a little.

When I thought about it, I realized that I wasn’t supposed to drink the drinks they gave me. Thinking like that, she puts down the glass she barely drank.

“Would you like to take a break, Mr. Cheong? Are you tired?”

“… No… Huh… Tired… One… “Go?”

“I’m tired, Mr. Cheong. That’s because I worked hard to receive the fairy’s praise.”

That’s right. That’s right. I worked hard.

I wanted to receive praise from the fairy… Try hard…

“Now, Mr. Cheong. It’s break time. In order to receive praise from the fairy, I need to rest hard now and regain my physical condition. “You have to win, right?”

“… That’s right…”

“Yes, I like it. Then put your cards down… That’s right.”

Before we knew it, Apple was behind Sim Cheong.

Lightly touching her shoulder, she whispers in his ear.

“Great. Then let’s take a deep breath to wake her up. Now take a deep breath… Take a deep breath… Exhale… Breathe in…”

Sooooo… Ha… Ssssshh… Ha…

Sim Cheong follows Apple’s instructions.

I take in the sweet scent that fills the air deep into my lungs.
Ah, I feel myself being filled with this scent more and more.

For some reason, it feels fluffy and good…

“Okay, take a break. Take the pressure off her shoulders… Right… I didn’t even drink all the water. You can drink more… Now, here, slowly…”

Relax your body. The glass, which must have been left behind, approaches her nose again and forces its contents into her mouth.
Ah, my head is dizzy.

Gulp… Gulp…

“Great. Now, keep taking deep breaths~ Deep breaths~.”

Apple said that and covered Sim Cheong’s mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

It is a handkerchief soaked in brainwashing medication.

With her airway blocked, Sim Cheong continues to breathe deeply.
The brainwashing drug seeps into her.

Apple shakes her body lightly, but Sim Cheong is still unable to come to her senses.

A sweet scent, strangely addictive background music, and a strangely tasting drink.

She couldn’t question anything, and Sim Cheong’s consciousness continued to sink.

Follow me

The bell rang again. It’s the timer.

At the sound of the bell, Simcheong’s consciousness vaguely emerged again.

You have to play the game, play the game.

Look, look, look at what the card is… Report… Paper… Go…

… Look… ? What… ?

‘Me… What were you doing…’

“Hey, secretary. You lost again. Take all the chips. “I guess that’s okay, right?”

“… Huh…”

“Secretary. Now there are no chips left on the secretary’s side. “I need to replenish my chips.”

“Supplement… I have to…”

“Okay. “I have to take off the rest of my clothes to make up for it, right?”

Right. I think so.

There were clothes he was still wearing. Then, even if you run out of chips, you can still continue playing the game.

I couldn’t remember what I was doing, but I remembered that I had to continue playing the game.

Sim Cheong stood up hesitantly again and put his hands around her back.
With a grunt, the light purple bra comes off.

Next, she took off her only remaining clothing, her panties, and left them at her feet.

As a result, Sim Cheong became naked.

She is showing her naked body in front of number 13.
It was a shame, and she couldn’t imagine having to hide it.
It was annoying for her to think.

“Secretary. Is there a timer in front of it? Look carefully.”

In front of Shim Cheong, who was standing awkwardly naked, Apple held the timer in her hand and showed her closely.
Timer. Tick, tick, the needle is moving.

In the future… 20 seconds… No, 15 seconds… ? Looks like there’s some left…

“The next time that bell rings, your consciousness will be blown away.”

“You can hear all the sounds outside, but your consciousness falls asleep… It becomes like that.”

“Okay? “Secretary.”

“It means you can feel comfortable now.”

It’s okay to be comfortable. It’s okay to be comfortable.

When the next bell rings… If all the hands on this clock disappear…

How long does it take… How much…

5… 4… 3…

“… 2… 1…”

One Sanga, Sim Cheong, was muttering her numbers along her needles.
Finally, the bell rings.

Kuung

Tararalalak…

Sim Cheong’s body leaned forward, and she fell down on the table.
Scattering the cards and needles on the table, Sim Cheong completely loses her consciousness.

Just before she falls, Apple ducks to her side and quickly examines Simcheong’s appearance, flipping over her eyelids to check her eyeballs and pupils.
She gave No. 13 her thumbs up, as if to let her know that there was nothing wrong.

* * *

I decided that it would not be wise to fight from the front.

I have prepared a ‘treble’ just in case, but if possible, it would be best to resolve the matter peacefully and moderately without using it.

As a result, No. 13 consulted with her trusted colleagues, Staff and Dorothy, and prepared tricks and traps to deceive Sim Cheong.
That was the ‘scent’ that filled this space, and it was a daily casino prepared to hide that ‘scent’.

Needless to say, the room was filled
Brainwashing scent
It is.

However, if it was too strong, it would raise suspicion, so I diluted it as much as possible, and the scent of a suitable perfume was spread throughout the room.

However, the presence of a suspicious scent in the room itself could have aroused suspicion, so in order to gloss over that, a somewhat unreasonable casino atmosphere was created.

Since it is a heavily diluted brainwashing scent, it needs to be exposed for a long time to be effective, so games were also used to occupy time.

Everything else is fake.

The fantasy she showed when she first came in, the meaningful background music, the rules of the game that seemed to be deliberately planned, the contents of the unconventional contract, and the fact that No. 13 often showed a hot side that was not suitable for gambling.〈 Br〉
Every single thing that seemed to have meaning or not was all meant to divert Simcheong’s attention from this village.

His plan worked out so well that Sim Cheong actually didn’t pay much attention to the sweet scent that filled the room. The only thing I care about is ‘when does No. 13 use unfair means?’

No. 13 did not commit any misconduct until the end.

That’s because his purpose wasn’t to win the game, but to somehow kill time.

In order to avoid being noticed that he was wasting time, he showed a somewhat unconventional side, and Sim Cheong didn’t seem to notice it until the end.

“But I had a hard time. Originally, I should have collapsed a long time ago. Is it because I’m not human after all?”

Number 13 mumbled, turning and stretching his shoulders and neck as if he was in pain.
He had been sitting there for two hours, so it was natural for him to feel a bit stuffy.

The back was soaking wet. I tried to find some peace of mind by fiddling with the spade along the way, but it seems like I couldn’t completely relax.

My heart kept pounding with thoughts like what if they notice even the slightest thing, what if they turn everything upside down and commit violence?

Fortunately, it didn’t seem to have been discovered. I’m so glad.

It is unplanned to mix medicine in a drink or directly hold a handkerchief soaked in medicine.

However, it was an impromptu response to the premonition that it would take several more hours if the drug was not directly administered to that extent.

The members of the 7th Division, including No. 13, had taken medication to resist the brainwashing drug, and if they had waited longer than this, the effect of the drug would have worn off, and they would have become dangerous.

Anyway.

This is the whole story of the incident and the whole operation.

* * *

Following No. 13’s instructions, the members of the 7th Division hurriedly settled down.

The sprayer that was spraying the brainwashing scent was stopped, and the window was opened to provide ventilation.

Spade, who was released from No. 13’s embrace, slowly put his clothes back on with a slightly dissatisfied look in his eyes.

The mess of chips and cards was cleaned up, and the table itself was also cleaned up.

Sim Cheong, who had lost consciousness, was placed back on the heavy sofa where she had originally been sitting.
The brainwashing drug seems to have been applied quite deeply, and he is asleep without even moving.

The slight rise and fall of her exposed chest showed that she was alive.

No. 13 took a moment to admire the sight of Sim Cheong half-lying on her sofa.
Hair pulled into a ponytail and thin-rimmed glasses that give an intellectual feel.

When you look at her face like this, she looks young and innocent for her age, but her body below the neck has the curves and flesh of a mature woman.

“Hmm…”

13 Ho’s hand lightly touched Sim Cheong’s chest.
Even though she was only lightly touched, her body clearly flinched as if she was surprisingly sensitive.
Is it because of the medication, or is my body naturally this sensitive?

No. 13 massaged Sim Cheong’s breasts for a moment, testing her firmness and sensitivity, and then she moved her hands down to touch her thighs.
It was a nice female body that was quite pleasant to touch everywhere.

“No. 13, I think it would be better to start now.”

“… Yes.”

Along with Apple’s suggestion, No. 13 whispered something in the ear of Sim Cheong, who was sleeping soundly.

Then Sim Cheong’s eyelids fluttered for a moment and slowly opened.

Under those half-open eyelids, the eyes, where the blue flame-like light from before has disappeared, are empty, as if the soul has escaped…