Chapter 506 – 282 Visors and Artificial Tears to Hide Your Gaze. Of Course You Know What to Choose, Right?
A warehouse room in a clothing store. Staff only. One more time in the room where it is written. This time, Sonia enters with Mr. Dorma.
“It’s definitely better than yesterday, right?”
“Huh…? Yes… Yes! Mr. Dorma…”
(Just a moment ago, her heart was shaking as if it was going to burst…)
After entering the store. After I realized that there were so many mannequins on display.
‘Isn’t there something we can learn from mannequins?’
After listening to Mr. Dorma’s clearly understandable words. Sonia entered the storage room confidently holding her back straight, which she had forgotten to bend.
She scanned the warehouse briefly, but Sonia couldn’t see the blonde mannequin. And she was so big that the mirror reflected the pervert of her big blonde breasts as she stood naked next to the blonde mannequin.
(There isn’t one…)
(It’s probably all on display. Come to think of it, it’s back to where it should be… I feel a little lonely… What am I thinking… Haha… Ha… Haha…?)
It looked similar. As soon as her eyes and mind took in the fact that a similarly sized blonde mannequin was gone, she felt strangely lonely. Sky City’s hero thinks about feelings similar to loneliness.
Sonia came to the clothing store again today to perform the strange pervert act of being displayed pretending to be a mannequin.
(…?! What… Are you thinking… Just now…?…?)
(Well… Yeah. It might be strange, but… It was the mannequin that stood next to me all day yesterday to keep me from getting bored. Furthermore, it’s natural to be sad that it’s gone…)
I didn’t even know what kind of situation it was to start rewriting the parts that started to feel uncomfortable to suit my convenience. Sonia accepts the strangely cool feeling that is creeping into her mind more and more without stopping it.
Different from yesterday. Mr. Dorma is trying to explain what to do today. Jewelry earrings are revealed when the hair is naturally swept back.
“Please listen carefully from now on, Sonia? If anything seems strange, you can tell me right away at any time, right?”
“Yes… Yes!”
Dormawa sits down to explain on the sofa where employees can sit and lie down.
“… I’ve been thinking about it since yesterday. I’d better try writing this today. What do you think, Sonia?”
“?”
Instead of sitting down on the sofa to face each other, Sonia was like a mannequin with big blonde breasts, standing still and looking at Mr. Dorma, who was waving a strange flesh-colored plastic bag around.
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Mr. Dorma pulls the bag that was barely placed on the shelf in the warehouse and rummages around.
It is not a visor that assists the hero’s battle using high-tech power or acts as a control device for a brainwashed combatant whose mind has been stolen. Fashion visor goggles whose only function is UV protection.
Mr. Dorma held out a shiny black sun hat visor in front of Sonia and her eyes widened as if she had made a mistake. It was.
“Now that I think about it, it was okay yesterday, right? There’s no need for something like this. This… Such a mistake! I’m sorry, Sonia?”
“Poetry… Is it a mistake?”
The mannequin asks Mr. Dorma, who hesitates, whether the very act of sticking out the visor was rude… A mannequin shaped like Sonia, who is planning to pretend to be a mannequin. Sonia.
“Hmm… I was wondering if my eyes would hurt less if I wore something like this… I thought it would be a little less boring because I could look around without being noticed when I’m bored…”
(You were so absorbed that you couldn’t think about anything else, right, Sonia?)
Far from being boring and boring. As soon as I pushed it into the display case, I confirmed that the pose that was created like a real mannequin did not break down…
I took a moment to look at the store entrance from the display case. All other thoughts were pushed out of Sonia’s mind while she faithfully performed her assigned role as a mannequin, seemingly frozen in place.
All she’s doing is developing a mannequin fetish that may have already been in your mind from the beginning. There are not many people who can sympathize with this kind of hobby…
(It looks like they even made a switch today. Sonia?)
A hypnosis-inducing voice that most people don’t believe in. That’s enough to take the time to listen to the hypnotic voice that creates suggestive triggers that make you pose like a mannequin and make you think about pretending to be a mannequin.
The reason why you go so far with a fetish that you know is strange. It is not because of the traps that do not meet the standards for kidnapping or trapping. I know it’s because I’m interested in that kind of thing, but…
Still, I’m thankful. In his head, Mr. Dorma is thinking as hard as he can about how to decorate and display the blonde and busty mannequin today so that everyone can love it.
(I’m jealous of Sonia because she’s a strong hero~)
A blonde busty girl with blue eyes who can clearly see that she is already tickling the suggestion switch created in her mind right in front of her eyes. Although I know what choice Sonia will make.
Still, rather than semi-forcibly letting her get caught up in her personal hobby of mannequin fetish, designer Dorma gives her one more choice in the hope that she will fit in with it on her own.
“I’ll leave it to you to decide which one to go for. Sonia?”
“Can I… Choose? Can I choose? Me… Me?”
Two choices presented before Sonia’s eyes.
One is a sun cap visor to block UV rays to keep your eyes from being noticed while looking around to relieve boredom while being displayed like a mannequin.
The other is artificial tears that can be purchased at any pharmacy, even convenience stores, which rarely carry Humanoids.
Sonia, a strong and durable person, finished the day’s experience by calmly changing into a black bunny girl in the exhibition case, even without artificial tears.
(Hehe… There was never a moment when you felt bored, right, Sonia?)
Instead of a sun cap visor to relieve the boredom you might feel while being displayed pretending to be a mannequin. Artificial tears. So, I’m sure Dorma will choose the option of standing like a mannequin with her eyes open.
If you look at the conclusion, Dorma’s prediction was not wrong, but Sonia’s self-justification thought circuit begins again.
If you think about it that way, all you have to do is run away from the suggestion switch that has already been created in your head and the aftereffects of the hypnotic voice that makes you feel comfortable just by standing still, and rest while the mannequin fetish slowly disappears or sinks into your mind…
Sonia had eliminated any option of leaving Mr. Dorma’s clothing store from the beginning.
(A visor is also a visor…)
It’s not as good as the mask though. Still, I have a strange attraction to the visor, which completely covers important parts that allow me to recognize who I am, as if covering up my identity. Sonia is filled with a desire that can be called an impulse.
(Compared to what I have at home… Should I say it’s not enough…)
I don’t know when, where, or how I got it? I don’t even remember where I was injured, but they said they treated me and gave me a purple visor in my shopping bag along with a strangely shiny latex bodysuit.
If you hold it in front of your eyes and press it hard, even the air escapes, and it sticks with a click. For some reason, just writing it makes me feel like it’s completely hiding the fact that I’m Sonia, Sky City’s big-breasted D-class hero, and somehow…
(It might have looked… Like a combatant…♥)
There are people waiting in front of the dungeon for customers who have registered for the labor rental service and made reservations,
Maybe Sky City or another city. A high-tech, high-performance visor that makes you look like a brainwashed fighter who really exists.
Although I don’t remember. Looking at the request execution records, I heard that they subdued brainwashed fighters in bodysuits who attacked people on the way to a convenience store. It is said that there are indeed victims who are taken advantage of by mechanical devices… Every time she thinks about it, her head and ears get itchy, so she intentionally stops thinking.
Because I already have such a visor. Choosing a visor that only has UV protection is a loss. I don’t even know where the loss started.
Sonia averts her eyes from the fact that there was no need to relieve her boredom while slowly pretending to be a mannequin.
“This… This… Uh… Uh… Uh… Uh…”
“It’s cool to wear this today! … And you’ll be safe!”
The D-class hero of Sky City, who vaguely surpassed the standards of an ordinary person, was lifted by Dorma’s hands, which were shiny enough to embarrass him. The skin color is shiny and reflects the light of the storage room lamp as if it doesn’t want to lose. Something whiter than the color of flesh.
As soon as she saw it, Sonia caught it in one hand and her face turned bright red.
“… Maybe? Of course, it will help you avoid getting caught. Sonia?”
Instead of a visor that hides her gaze, Dorma added to Sonia, who was holding on to artificial tears, while taking out another item from her bag, this time with a sly smile. She was the owner of a clothing store.
