Hypnotized Female Protagonist 10

Chapter 10 – 010 Slave Workers

Of course, as the name was given as Slave Worker, ‘Slave’ Walker, of course there were some irredeemable majo pervert girls who voluntarily chose the path of Slave Walker’s core unit.

Slave workers by default. One of the many conditions to become a combat walker unit is to be a woman with above-average intelligence.
That’s why the weapon was used by forcibly inserting slaves sold by rebellious criminals a long time ago. Slave worker.

Although the operation has changed in various directions, it is basically a slave worker that uses slaves or voluntarily purchased girls.

Of course, a hero girl named Sonia volunteered to enter the walker, but from the standpoint of the basic program built into the walker, it is natural to calm the rebellious slave first before going rampant.

One of several procedures for making a Slave Worker docile and obedient to the pilot’s instructions.

A sticker with a function that emits a vibrating frequency that lowers overall thinking activity and makes it docile, rather than a high-end function that only suppresses rebellious thoughts.

Sonia slips into a docile state that is increasingly difficult to think about as the sticker presses on her forehead, the frequency crackles, and minute vibrations have an effect close to confusion on Sonia’s skull.

Of course, there were differences in how big or small it was for each person, but just like the title of this story, or whether it was a penalty from heaven instead of the durability of a strong hero, Sonia, who has a strange lack of resistance to mental attacks, stands calmly like a docile, tamed livestock. .

– Sonia. Do you have any stickers for management? It’s quiet, just in case.

Captain Peko asked if the shivering could be felt even outside the Slave Worker, just in case Sonia’s muttering to herself could no longer be heard.

“Yes. Mr. Peko… I just put a sticker on my forehead.”

-Yes… It seems to be very effective. How are you? Isn’t it ticklish?

“…Yes, Mr. Peko.”

What Peko expected. When the expected answer came back, the slave worker pilot put a smile on his face thinking that things would go smoothly. Captain Peko.

It’s not that there’s another reason in particular, but it’s difficult to control a slave worker to shoot down a floating drone while answering questions because you’re curious or suspicious one by one.

Of course, it could have been done for Peko, a veteran walker pilot, but Peko couldn’t deny that it was more efficient to focus more on piloting.

“Uh… Uh… I feel refreshed all of a sudden… It’s probably not because I took off my clothes…”

Sonia decided to think that she felt cool not because she took off everything from her skirt to her black bra, but because the cold sticker clung to her forehead.

Sonia noticed that her heart was pounding as the robot arm slowly approached again.

“(Uh…Why…Why…Why is my heart beating so fast…)

Perhaps it was the beginning of the excitement caused by Sonia’s destructive masochistic acts such as lewd pervert or outdoor exposure, but that is just the beginning of the story Sonia may experience later.

For now, Sonia just listens to the sound of the slave worker’s built-in speaker.

[Install the slave worker unit visual aid module. Don’t move.]

“Yeah… I won’t move… It’s not because this was recorded… Ahaha…”

Evening time in Sky City full of feeling a bit sleepy.

As Sonia’s mental state became increasingly drowsy, the reason why she only responded to Peko’s questions.

It wasn’t because of Sky City’s sky getting darker, but because of the simple sticker used to control the Slave Worker unit stuck to my forehead…

With a sticker on her forehead that does nothing but make her mildly docile, Sonia is treated like a criminal or a slave girl sold into a slave worker unit.

Of course, the effect seemed to be huge due to the low mental resistance, but once the purpose and purpose of use was to calm the rampaging target, there was only one.

[Install the slave visual aid module. Please open your eyes wide and don’t close them.]

“Yes…”

Despite the situation in which it would have been normal to express her dissatisfaction, Sonia, like a slave who has become obedient and docile, opens her golden eyes round as the synthesized electronic sound tells her to do.

Even if the sticker didn’t stick to Sonia’s forehead and keep applying her strange vibrations to her head, what kind of procedure is this for Peko…?! You may have asked while doing it, but Sonia has a calmer appearance that goes beyond the performance that was created after thinking for sure.

Of course, even if you ask a question, it hurts if you keep opening your eyes, so it’s okay. No matter Peko’s answer, she thought that she owed something to the slave worker pilot Peko and Millie who helped her, but Sonia eventually accepted it…

[Put on contact lenses]

A robot arm, again unwrapping the small box, pulls out Sonia’s yellow contact lenses, which shimmer more than her natural gold, but don’t look lively, and begin to move closer.

Pick…! Patitt…Pshuu…

While naturally pulling Sonia’s golden hair down to her waist, she pressed her forehead with a control sticker on her forehead, made her look up, and then started to open one eye wide…
The robot arm presses the contact lens as if it were covering Sonia’s golden eyes.

“Uh… Ah…?”

Pick…! Parthit…

The sound of a pick as if it were placed on top of Sonia’s pupils and the sound of air escaping between them.
This time, the robot arm opens the opposite pupil, places a yellow contact lens on top of Sonia’s pupil, and presses it as if putting together children’s toy blocks.

“Huh…? Huh…?”

Sonia tried to blink her own golden eyes when the robot arm of her slave worker disappeared as if she had done her job.
Of course, the blinking of the pupils of the slave worker unit, which must always check visual information, is a weakness that creates gaps, so it is a natural procedure to insert dedicated contact lenses so that both eyes can always be opened.

“Nu… I can’t see your eyes Mr. Peko! Nu… I have eyes…!”

No matter how calming the stickers are, even if Sonia is weak against suggestive mental resistance, it’s normal to panic if Sia is completely covered.
Originally, he should have been in a panic state, but calmly calling Peko was thanks to the sticker and Sonia’s weak mental resistance, but being embarrassed is embarrassing.

-Calm down. Sonia. Because it’s okay. Don’t worry, I’m right next to you.

“Who…My eyes can’t close…I can’t blink…I…Is this normal…? Ah…I can’t see anything, Mr. Peko! Hehe… !”

-Calm down. Sonia. You explained that everything was fine. It’s not that I can’t see it, it’s all yellow. Right? Or blue?

“Th… Come to think of it…Yes! They all look yellow…”

When the strange contact lenses that cover both pupils are inserted, the pupils seem to be unable to close, and the only thing visible is a yellow background drawn with random crayons.

(Ah…It doesn’t hurt…?)

The strangest thing is that my eyes didn’t hurt.

-Wait a minute… Look… How are you now? Sonia?

An audible click. He probably pressed one of the many buttons attached to the controller of the walker Peko was holding.
A synthesized electronic sound from the built-in speaker.

[Enable camera image]

As soon as she hears such a sound from the slave worker’s built-in speaker, Sonia returns to normal on the yellow screen, to a scene dimly lit by a small red lamp inside the slave worker.

‘I think I can see a little… Better… But I’m not sure…’

Sonia, who seems to be able to see better because of her mood,
Seeing that even a small grain of dust floating inside the walker is clearly visible, it is certain that Sonia can see more clearly and clearly with this strange lens than seeing it with the naked eye.

-Hmm… For now, I think it’s better to leave it like this and move quickly… It’s ready. Sonia?

“Ah…I think so. Mr. Peko…”

For now, this much. From Peko’s words, rather than thinking that there will be another treatment or procedure left later, there will be no clicking sound if the button is pressed frequently, but the sound of pressing a button that is important or infrequently pressed… And the built-in speaker Sonia hears the mechanical sound.

[Slave unit connection starts.]

“Connection? Ugh…?”

I was surprised when the robot arm combined with the metal rings inserted in her neck, wrists, and ankles moved, but I’ll make this posture slowly without pulling it quickly or handling it roughly.

[Changes posture. Please relax your body.]

“Eh… Yes…”

The robot arm again stuck to Sonia’s joints, wrists, ankles, neck, and waist, and began to move slowly and naturally as if correcting Sonia’s posture…

Elbows and knees were naturally attached to the soft floor pad as if moving along with a metal ring that was slowly pulled, and it became a dog-like dog-like posture that Sonia remembered when she first saw this combat walker, a quadrupedal walker slave walker. It was Sonia.