Picked Up a Mask That Converts Any Woman Into a Brainwashed Creature. 54

Chapter 54 – Operation: Drop the Saint

“…After.”

Headquarters finally back after an early dinner, private quarters in the dormitory.
As I sit on the bed, wiping my wet hair with a towel, I see myself reflected in the mirror on the other side.
White skin and breasts with moisture, silver hair shining more than before,
And even the eyes that sparkle with jade color whenever you feel excited.

Enter the headquarters, walk through the spacious lobby, wander through the hallways,
No one noticed my true identity until I took Luna to the cathedral.

At this point, the infiltration seems to have been successful.

“…”

I look down at the phone in my hand.

This is not a terminal provided for a mission or a special device, but a personal means of communication.
It is my smartphone no different from what an ordinary civilian has.

I want to contact the owner using success as an excuse, but I can’t.

Not only can the location of the owner be revealed, but the possibility that it is being intercepted cannot be ruled out.
Now I just have to wait. Because the owner said he had found a ‘communication method that doesn’t require tracking.’
Until the next order comes, I will play Isabel Kang, who hates masks and saints.

When I tossed my phone on the bed and dried my hair while looking in the full-length mirror,

Jiing-

Suddenly, the lock on the door opened, and three female agents in suits entered my room.
If you roll your eyes and look at the situation, except for the agent in the lead, the other two are armed.

“…Suddenly what?”

“Sorry. I’ve found something that needs confirmation from the agent right now.”

Cover her exposed breasts and groin by covering her body with a towel that was placed across her chair.
If you glare at the agent covering his eyes with sunglasses while sweeping back his untidy hair,
An armed agent standing behind drags a man in a gown and a table with various devices on it.

“I’m really sorry that I had to visit Agent Isabelle during her personal time.
However, as you have been promised to meet with the branch manager tomorrow, it is something that needs to be confirmed, so please cooperate.”

A lie detector and a table were quickly placed in my private room.
I sit down and follow the gestures of the sunglasses that flutter the papers and sit on the chair.
Did you get caught on something? I thought there were no gaps in my words and actions, but as expected, the test results…?

“It will be over soon. I have only one question for you.”

“… What a great question, I wonder if she brought a male researcher into the room of the lady who just came out of the shower.”

The researcher averted his eyes from me with a clearing of his throat at an uncomfortable look.
He deliberately used an intimidating voice to suppress the flag, but it had no effect on the rest of the agents.

Two agents who approach me and attach lie detectors and EEG sensors to my wrists, forehead, and neck immediately point their guns at me.

“Ready is complete.”

“Okay then, Agent Isabelle Kang. I’ll ask you a question from now on.”

Along with the man’s voice tapping on the keyboard, the device on me emits a sound.
‘Lie Detector’, a device with the performance of its name that detects lies based on heart rate and body temperature.
From now on, the truth and lies of everything I say will be revealed to them.

If I breathe slowly and quietly, the case opens in front of my eyes.
Inside the case were my equipment, such as a triple baton, a pistol and magazine, and a terminal.

“These are the equipment you used in your mission to Korea, right?”

“Right, so what is this?”

Papers thrown in front of me, unfamiliar contents written on unfamiliar paper.
It was a forged report written on the orders of the owner two days before returning.

“I found a trigger mark on the agent’s pistol. One round was also empty.
The report you wrote says there was no battle, but why are there marks on the gun?
Directly, I doubt that the agent has become a saint.”

“…”

Pistol and one empty magazine.

Was it the bullet I, who was a human, used in the battle with the duo, Noah, and the doll made of an anomaly?
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I look at the agent who is blatantly putting pressure on me and say.

“I was about to commit suicide after completing my mission.”

“…Yes?”

“Literally. After the mission, I tried to commit suicide using that pistol, but failed.”

In the private room, which became quiet in an instant, only the sound of the lie detector running quietly can be heard.
And with a clear notification, the researcher who fixed his glasses while swallowing saliva broke the silence.

“…The truth will be judged as…”

“…Agent, are you actually…?”

“Isn’t this enough of an answer?”

The coolheadedness of when they first enter the room is gone, and everyone is frozen with bewildered faces.

In place of the immobile agents, I remove the lie detector from my body and stand up.
How did you do it? Of course, what I just said is the truth. Because the human Isabelle really wanted to die after everything was over.
The human Isabelle Kang had put the pistol in her case to her head and tried to pull the trigger.

It was a chance to avenge that enemy in her adoptive father’s homeland, which I, being human, loved so much.
He was planning to seize the opportunity he had been searching for so long with his own hands, pay the price for his sins, and then die.

Then, by unexpected luck, I met my master, and even after being saved by him, my thoughts did not change.
Although the plan was changed to concealing the master’s existence by sacrificing myself, the big picture did not change.
It was just that the subject changed from longing and guilt for her adoptive father to loyalty to a person who was like a god to me.
Isabelle’s heart that wanted to run away from everything, pay her price, and be comfortable with her death was not a lie.

What I told them was not a lie, but the truth and sincerity of ‘Human Isabelle’.
The true heart of the newly born ‘Saint Isabel’ is hidden underneath, and speaks calmly and confidently.

No matter how much technology is gathered, in two minds,
There is no way you can discern the lies hidden beneath the truth.

“…Um, Agent Isabelle. Something tough on the job…”

“I want you to leave immediately. Oh, don’t worry, I won’t commit suicide even if I’m alone.”

“…Excuse me a lot.”

He raises his hand to the agent who greeted him with a complicated expression in a messy atmosphere.
It took less than 30 seconds for all the devices and about 5 people in the private room to get out.

Before the meeting with the branch manager, the reports and equipment conditions were checked, and then the inspection was carried out at random, which was a natural procedure.

It is worthwhile to say that it was worth making a plan right before breaking up with Noah, saying that I had to prepare for an unexpected situation.
Even so, I’m worried that Noah will be doing just fine, but let her trust her hair.

Then now, what I have to do …

“There’s nothing…”

Until the owner gets in touch, the mission of acting ‘human’ is running smoothly.
All I had to do was wait for a meeting with the branch manager tomorrow, as ordered from the upper echelons, without standing out too much.
She sighs, throws away the towel that was covering her body, and pulls out her underwear and puts it on.

I put coffee in my mug, sit down at my desk, open my laptop and check my schedule.

“…How long are you planning on just waiting…”

Ordered to wait for a week except for the interview tomorrow.
The next week’s schedule is at least ‘undecided’.

If you ask the branch manager tomorrow, you’ll know the details, but that new agent… What the heck is it?
Even organizations that have always suffered from manpower shortages have never put new agents into action.
And an agent who was in another country was called in with an emergency return order, and then waited because of the personal circumstances of the accompanying agent?
It’s the first time I’ve been through this for years, meeting various agents and carrying out more than 30 missions.

I tapped the mouse with my finger and rested my chin on it, thinking.

“…I’ll have to ask the branch manager for details.”

Belt-

I roll my eyes at the sound that lifts me as I try to fall into trouble about how to act normal.
A message popped up on the bottom right of the laptop. It was a message from Luna, who had parted in front of the cathedral earlier.

Move the mouse cursor to check the message Luna sent.

‘Are you resting well? I’m free prayer now. I sent you a message after a short break, aren’t you sleeping yet?
I heard you have to meet the branch manager tomorrow. Is it okay after that? You’re your father’s date tomorrow.
If Isabelle has time, she wants to go see her father together. I’m sorry for bothering you, you must be busy with an emergency return.’

“…”

Silently press the keyboard to write a reply and send it.

‘It’s okay, I have a lot of time because I have to wait for a while after meeting that inspiration tomorrow.
And you don’t have to be sorry. It’s my father’s anniversary, so of course I have to go see him.’

‘Thank god! Her father must have been worried about Isabelle too. Really.
I will always pray for you. May you be safe, may you not be defiled. Thank you for coming back safely. Love you.’

…

I had a good idea.

If the waiting time is long, you can invest that time in Luna.
Luna, who is called a saint by humans, is a saint only for her master… She just needs to be made his slave.
If so, I’m sure my master will be happy too. Do you want me to praise you for being good to me?

“…Chew…♡”

Her body started to heat up.

But I have no way to make Luna a saint. Because I don’t have the owner’s mask.
Even if you have a mask right now, there is no way to put her mask on Luna in the stern cathedral that was bought by guards.
So how do you make Luna a slave to her master? All you have to do is to corrupt Luna’s ‘soul’.

When the master holds out the mask, she will corrupt it to the point of using it herself, ecstatic with her joy that she can become his saint.

“…It’s my first time trying it…”

Drink the coffee in your cup and lean back comfortably feeling the warmth flowing down your esophagus.
And if you relax your eyes and make your mind blurry, the body that was sitting will surely stand up at some point.

“…A success.”

Out-of-body, alter ego.

Mysterious power has been in me ever since I read the text written on the mask when I was young.
The mask taught me the exact use of the power that I thought was a curse.
The power to defile the human soul and twist it at will. It was a blessing, not a curse.

Move the body of the non-materialized alter ego and pass through the door of the private room.

And through a long corridor, passing by the agents standing guard.
As expected, humans who can’t even recognize me as an alter ego. Leave them behind and continue down the hallway.
If you go up the stairs on the 3rd floor of the dormitory, you will find a spacious space that is quite different from the floors below.

It is said that they are no longer human, but the agents who have harmed the master and the saintess who have become human beings.
Religious facilities are prepared in each branch to relieve the burden on their hearts.

This is the cathedral that entered the British branch dormitory.

A large cross in the middle and a sacred atmosphere in the space.
I cross the center of this place where everyone is bowing their heads and turn their heads.

“…Over there.”

“…”

A beautiful saintess with her eyes gently closed and her hands clasped together.
I walk over to Luna, my sister, and caress her head with her blurry hand without her disembodied body.

“Poor Luna… She lost all her faith unrequited…
You don’t have to be sad anymore, Luna. The new God I believe in, and you will believe in, will answer your beliefs…”

The hand that gently touched Luna’s hair, pushed her into her body.

“——Ugh?!”

Luna trembled while letting out a high-pitched moan.
The eyes of the people in the cathedral gather at the unusual sound.

“…Sister Kang? What’s wrong, are you okay?”

The agent sitting behind whispers quietly so as not to interfere with her prayers and examines Luna’s condition.

“…Yes, I’m sorry…! I was startled by a strange feeling…”

“Haha, it’s okay. It’s late at night now, so I’m going to go in.”

“Yes, thank you for your hard work!”

Luna smiles at the agent who gets away from her, worrying about her.

“…Fufu…♡”

A laugh similar to mine.
Luna, far from her desires, licks her lips with her filthy grin.
Luna got up from her seat, putting on a face she would never normally make, releasing her hands that were holding her together.

“…Sister River? Is the prayer already over?”

“…Yeah, I just remembered something I have to do.”

She greets the other benevolent nun with a smile and leaves her chapel.
Ah, wouldn’t it be too ‘Luna’-like? It was just speaking and moving according to Luna’s memory.

What do you mean?

…

That’s because I’m moving Luna’s body right now.

‘Possession.’ The exact use of my power that I realized while awakening as the master’s saintess.
It penetrates directly into the human soul and dyes that way of thinking and soul with my color.
This was my own way to corrupt her Luna, without the master’s mask.

“…♡”

I walked quickly through the hallway, entered the dormitory where the nuns stayed, and entered the private room.

Then, taking off the cramped nun’s uniform, she puts on her underwear in front of a full-length mirror.
The voluptuous breasts that could not be covered even with modest underwear and the wide silence followed that did not fit the narrow waist.
While sweeping my body with my hand, I loosen my underwear while feeling the softer touch of my body than mine.

“…What a frivolous body, Luna. Such a body… It’s a waste to dedicate it to God.”

If you pull up a chair and sit down and spread your legs, you can see pink mucous membranes.
A clean and chaste pussy. It was a pitiful pussy that didn’t know what a ‘sex’ was.

When you gently caress the crack with your hand, your body jumps up with thrilling pleasure.

“Yes♡?! Wow, you seem to have a better sensitivity than me… By the way, have you never masturbated, Luna?”

Even reading her memories, Luna cannot find any memories of her masturbating to her.
I touched the clitoris for a while out of curiosity, but I gave up because of the unknown feeling and guilt…
Doing something wasteful with a body like this… It’s like Luna who is dull and clumsy.

“It’s okay, Luna…♡ Leave everything to me, I’m not scared at all…
The god you serve may hate dirt, but the one we serve is a kind person who will embrace you…”

He lulls Luna, who is still asleep in her soul, and lowers her finger with her quickened breath.
Her hand, which was trembling little by little from her tension, brushed her clitoris and placed it on her trembling vaginal opening—

“…Huh…”

She carefully tightened her fingers.

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