Chapter 383 – 232 (First Person) Please Select a Combatant to Manage? Neural Interface Device Installation?
When I thought of being in Aka City, where I never knew when or where I would be caught, the sweet numbness that had seeped into my head was suddenly awakened…
They encourage you to take the love doll in front of you right away.
It’s not the head… It’s the pervert elf’s clit that ended up looking like this after being teased wrongly… It…♥
Don’t forget to take care of the fighter-shaped love doll, which is sure to be taken by someone else if you leave it as is. I wrote it down in a notepad in my mind and saved it.
Things you must take with you.
A brainwashed combatant that can be conveniently used both in the wasteland and in Sky City.
I would like to leave it to a hospital or Sky City to help him get treatment, but he is a brainwashed combatant who doesn’t seem to have any personality left in anyone’s eyes?
So, it is clear that it is good for these love dolls to be treated as elf combatants in need of help, rather than to slave markets or small body shops, where they are sure to be sold as love dolls for sex.
Because he was a combatant who I thought was Lovetall…
No, no… It’s a combatant… But a love doll shaped like a combatant.
She’s wearing a purple bodysuit and has breasts the size of her head.
Also there is a nipple ring on the nipple like pervert. Because it’s a poor love doll with a claw ring that doesn’t fall out even on the clitoris…
Since it’s a love doll, it’s natural to feel sorry for the love doll if you don’t use it… It’s also a love doll with no ego that can be erased… If you think about it as the last time you enjoy masturbating using a love doll in Aka City… That’s just exciting. Become… And…
“Here’s a report!”
“… Sigh? What… What? What?!
Uh… Are we here before we know it?”
A brainwashed combatant who didn’t make a sound even when her clitoris, developed like a pervert, was rubbed against a soft bodysuit.
A brainwashed combatant left in a hideout suddenly started shouting loudly.
I was staring at my breasts… I was enjoying the squishy feel of them being pressed, but I was already at the end of the hallway. I was standing in front of the door that said storage room.
A brainwashed combatant standing in front of a storage room as if showing off her stiff nipples and saluting with one hand straightened.
“As a loyal brainwashing combatant of Chaos, I hereby declare absolute obedience to the organization!”
In the posture of a brainwashed combatant, he saluted, showing off his entire erect erogenous zone covered in a bodysuit that sucked up the soaked vagina.
A long time. A hideout abandoned as much as Organization Chaos disappeared long ago.
The door to the equally old ‘storage room’, with sunlight streaming in through the cracks and shining on the white metal tiles and black-purple bodysuit.
Let alone an automatic door that opens quietly when you approach it. It is not a locked door that can only be entered with a card key, but a door that stops opening as if something was stuck incorrectly.
“… Ah… Ah…♥
Confirmed… Confirmed… Confirmed… Confirmed…♥”
The first combatant to speak is a declaration of submission, followed by a brainwashed combatant who repeats the same words as if responding to an implantable headgear that vibrates to the point of frying the pupils.
The brainwashed combatant seems to have made an error as he goes from a saluting stance with one arm straight out in front of a standing stance with both feet together, stepping on the ground with one foot and raising the blade of his hand to his forehead.
“Huh… Aha…? Haaa…? Haha? I salute… I salute you! Furthermore, I give the combatant salute… I give you a salute… ? As a regular combatant, I am ready to be abandoned at any time♥”
The victim speaks for herself about the position of the brainwashed combatants in the organization with an awkward posture that looks like a mixture of the two entered salute postures. Brainwashed combatant women.
“Residual data deletion request… Confirmed!”
“It’s… Really… Broken…”
Even though her brain was screwed. Her physical abilities remain the same, as she wears a bodysuit and latex gauntlets that seem to enhance her strength. A brainwashed combatant who opens a stuck slide door with sheer force.
“What… What is in the storage room…?”
The brainwashed combatant forced open the broken door, but instead of entering the storage room, he started kneeling right in front of him with his toes and knees pressed against the shiny white metal.
“Combatants are not people… Ah… ♥ I’ll continue… I’ll do it… Please let me do it… Yes hehe… ♥〈 Br〉
A combatant is a person who devotes himself to the organization♥”
He then repeatedly declared what brainwashed combatants are like, that they are products to be bought and sold, and other things that brainwashed combatants have been brainwashed to the extent that they are accepted as common sense…
“Ah…”
A brainwashed combatant who lowers her head as soon as she mutters [Deleted Completed].
I thought it was a sound coming from the training ring that was deeply embedded in the nipple, but it was definitely a ticking sound coming from the mind of a brainwashed combatant.
Tick… Tick…
Noise from Earth’s electronic devices called computers
When I put my pointy ear against the golden hair and listened, it became clear.
“It’s… Really… Broken…”
It appears that the ego has been completely erased, but the physical abilities of the victim who have become corpuscles are still in a state where the limiter has been released due to manipulation in the head.
If the prediction is correct… A brainwashed combatant whose strangely mixed salute posture is being corrected.
“Complete deletion confirmed!”
As expected, this is a device that reports erased data by itself in an unattended hiding place. Combatant.
A brainwashed combatant whose mind is like a brainwashed puppet… And who can be manipulated as he pleases like a biological golem.
“As a loyal brainwashing combatant of Chaos, I hereby declare absolute obedience to the organization!”
Instead of saluting by bringing the blade of his hand to his forehead, a brainwashed combatant shows a meaningless salute by extending one hand.
The direction facing the salute is an open supply room. Storage room.
A supply room with a scaffold-shaped fixture made for love to stand on, neatly prepared like an ice cube tray.
It’s okay to store items, though. The brainwashed combatant storage room where the brainwashed combatants defined as goods by the villain organization Chaos are stored.
The organization’s mark is clearly engraved in the golden eyes. A brainwashed combatant saluting with his hand toward a mechanical device engraved with the emblem of the brainwashing villain organization Chaos.
“Haha…♥”
Even though the evidence of ownership is already imprinted in the eyes…
A brainwashed combatant with the aftereffects of a brainwashing device that, if he were sane, would have been heartbroken by the fact that evidence of his possessions was engraved in his eyes.
The pervert combatant climaxes while spewing out love juice, perhaps because one side’s posture data has been deleted, causing him to feel that way as soon as he successfully salutes.
“Brainwashed combatant Sonia. I was at my peak…♥”
It seemed like he had received an order to report when he climaxed, and declared that he would climax on his own.
–
“Wait a minute? Your name is Sonia?”
“…♥”
‘Brainwashed combatant Sonia. As a brainwashed combatant, he says, “I’ve climaxed~♡” And declares his climax as soon as he salutes a mechanical device with the imprint of a villain organization that no longer exists.
These are not the victims who were lucky enough to have their identity stolen and were delivered to Elf under the pretense that they were broken love dolls, and whose minds turned into brainwashed fighters.
A brainwashed combatant who was fortunate enough to be rescued before the aftereffects of the brainwashing device left his head. Kidnapping victims.
“Hey… Sonia? Can you hear me?”
According to the interviews with the victims, what happens after brainwashing them into combatants? They say they were distinguished by adding numbers like 1 and 2…
I was able to understand it thanks to the bodysuit that looked clearly different from the regular brainwashed combatants, but I never even thought that it was a brainwashed combatant with a unique name.
Maybe it’s the real name of a kidnapped victim who became a brainwashed combatant, but even if I keep calling it, there’s no answer. A combatant with no reaction.
Suddenly, he started walking like a machine, pressed his chest, and said to himself that he was going to the storage room. Then, he walked like a machine, but his saluting posture was probably messed up, so he got deleted. Finally, the brainwashed combatant finished making the climactic declaration.
It’s definitely strange that every time I keep looking at him, his head feels dizzy, and his hands keep going down.
Maybe he was fascinated by the transformation from a woman into a female love doll after being developed into a body development bodysuit.
A square platform in the combatant storage room where brainwashed combatants stand ready to be used like expendables at any time.
A brainwashed combatant who casually puts his high heels, which have become wet and dark, on the step set aside for the combatants to stand on.
As the combatants ascended, the scaffolding began to descend.
Click…!
Instead of the clicking, clicking, clicking sound that can be heard when pressing one’s ears against the golden hair, fixed shackles that appear as the brainwashed combatants go down when they step on the permitted foothold in the place where they should be kept.
A fixing frame that lightly holds the ankles of the black-purple brainwashed combatants as the footrest goes up as much as it goes down.
“… Combatant Sonia… I climaxed… Combatant Sonia… I climaxed…♥”
A mechanical device engraved with the imprint of Chaos, a villain organization that saw the brainwashed combatants just salute while climaxing and made a declaration.
Upon arriving at the combatant storage room, a combatant named Sonia started making climactic declarations while being tied to a restraint device that appeared after her lowered footrest, as if it was her mission to be stored.
“Huh…? This… Isn’t this… What is this…”
A mechanical device engraved with the inscription of the organization the combatant saluted.
Touch panel display visible after wiping away dust
As many as the number of platforms made for the combatants to stand on. Red dots that also show the location of the capital.
Like the only brainwashed combatant standing in the middle. A part lit in green in the middle of the red dots.
And next to it, a management function menu was displayed.
-Please select a combatant to manage. 1/20
I selected the only part with a green light.
Then, the mechanical device fixed to the ceiling began moving toward the head of the combatant who made the climactic declaration as combatant Sonia.
“Doll claw machine…?”
A mechanical device that only moves overhead because the down button has not been pressed yet.
Even if I wanted to look for something else, there was only one button I could press.
-Neural interface device installation
Kuuk…
When the button was pressed, the mechanical device that had moved above the brainwashed combatant’s head began to slowly move downward.
