Chapter 375.
<strong>Chapter 375. Operation: Brainjack, Phase 2; Luring out the Brain (1/10)</strong>
<span style="font-weight:400">Today was Monday. Five agonizingly long weeks of work had gone into this. Thisst week in particr had especially been hell for me. But everything came down to what happened today. All the nning and scheming was for this critical moment. I couldn’t screw this up.
<span style="font-weight:400">My heart pounded as I took a step forward and opened the door to exit the store. The present time was after my shift at work. Rosa and Jass had already left.
<span style="font-weight:400">I didn’t look around after I exited the store. Today, my motorcycle wasn’t here like it had been every other day before this.
<span style="font-weight:400">I took in a deep breath to calm myself and retrieved my phone and earbuds from my pocket. I plugged one into my right ear and selected a song to y on repeat while I walked the streets all alone at night.
<span style="font-weight:400">The Reluctant Heroes by Hiroyuki Sawano.
<span style="font-weight:400">Nobody wants to die too fast. That was one of the lyrics in the song and I couldn’t help but agree with that sentiment.
<span style="font-weight:400">As I walked down the dimly lit sidewalk illuminated by the street lights overhead, I walked past an alleyway. I didn’t look down that alleyway, but soon after I passed by, I heard a set of crisp footsteps from directly behind me.
<span style="font-weight:400">I gulped nervously as I pulled out my phone and turned on the camera. I fiddled with it a little to make it appear as if I was simply changing the song while I secretly used it to confirm who was behind me.
<span style="font-weight:400">When I saw who it was, I swallowed the saliva that had pooled at the back of my mouth. It was… Malory. She’d really appeared on her own.
<span style="font-weight:400">I pressed down on the front of the fat suit and confirmed I had it on me. Having this on me was the only sense of security I had here. If I didn’t have it, there’s no way I’d do something this risky all alone.
<span style="font-weight:400">Her pace was a bit faster than mine and she was catching up to me.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hey~ Mister~ want to have a good time~?” Malory suddenly called out to me from behind. My heart nearly leaped out of my chest when I heard her offer. Not out of excitement, but rather, horror. I ignored her and pretended I didn’t hear her.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hey~ did you not hear me~?” Two slender arms wrapped around my left arm as she continued, “I said~ would you like to - have - a - good - time~ Mis - ter~?”
<span style="font-weight:400">I stiffly turned my head to the side, looked at her, and asked while I did my best to alter my voice and make it unrecognizable, “Sorry, you were… talking to me?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Despite knowing it was futile, I still kept up the act. She didn’t know that I knew she figured out it was me. Yes, this encounter was not one of coincidence after all.
<span style="font-weight:400">Right now, Jass thought he was going to meet this girl, little did he know she’d already long nned to betray his trust while simultaneously going after me. She’d done all this so I couldn’t escape. She’d incapacitate me, handcuff me, then reveal everything about how Jass betrayed us. About how he was a naive fool for trusting her word. What she desired the most was to watch men, powerless to resist, as they suffered and despaired.
<span style="font-weight:400">She’dter go watch Jass crying on the ground as he was… no, that wouldn’t happen… there’s no point even thinking about it. Rosa was there to bail him out. Only, he’d have to pay a great price if he wanted to be rescued. It was his own fault for not listening.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, I was talking to you~ You know, I’ve got a thing for guys like you.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hehehe, you do?” I did my best to act like a lustful man falling for her seduction. I scanned her body from the bottom up and licked my lips.
<span style="font-weight:400">Despite making such a gesture intentionally and knowing it was part of the act, I genuinely wanted to die right after I did it.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, I REALLY do. So, how about we go somewhere we can be alone? We can y all night if you want, Mister.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sure, let’s go.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Great~” Malory hugged my arm tight so couldn’t escape.
<span style="font-weight:400">To keep the act going I squeezed on her right inner thigh with my left hand and rubbed it as we walked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“How do you like it?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s supple and very smooth, just the way I like it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Not my leg, sex~ dummy.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, that. Heheheh. Rough, I guess.” Acting like ascivious pervert was more damaging to me mentally than expected. I was doing my best not to copse to the ground cringing.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hey Mister, what’re you listening to?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“A song.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“No shit, what song?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Dunno, I picked it at random.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She picked up the earbud and put it next to her ear. When she confirmed it really was a song ying she lost interest. She likely wanted to make sure I wasn’t secretlymunicating with anyone.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You don’t like it?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? Yeah. It’s not my type of song.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It is from an anime, I guess it makes sense.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“An anime? That’sme.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s not a bad anime though.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I didn’t ask.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s about humans trapped within the confines of a closed-off city surrounded by arge wall that protects them from the scary world outside.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What’s so scary outside the wall? Isn’t it scarier being trapped inside that closed-off wall having your freedom taken away?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“If they leave the safety of the wall, there are scary titans waiting on the other side that will eat them.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmmmm. What happens?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“One day a colossal titan kicks a hole in one of the walls surrounding the city the protagonist in the story lives in. The scary titans invade and begin eating all the humans. The protagonist and his sister are carried away, slung over the shoulder of a city guard who knows them, and they’re forced to watch on in horror as their mother is slowly picked up and eaten before their eyes. They’re too young and incapable of fighting back. It’s… the perfect depiction of despair and powerlessness to resist one’s fate, bing nothing more than food for the strong. The protagonist vows to get revenge and kill all the titans after that.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“... hmmm… it sounds a little interesting.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You should watch it one day… if you get the chance. It’s pretty good.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Maybe I will.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, this should be a good spot for us to have some fun, Mister.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Heheheh, well, let’s get down to business then. How much?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“For you, I’ll give you a freebie today since I’m in a good mood right now~”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh really? That’s great. You’re quite generous.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I am, you should be thankful.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She pulled me forward by the hand into a small closed-off area formed by four buildings. There were doors that led into each building, but they were very likely all locked. Meaning, there was only one way out, the way we came in.
<span style="font-weight:400">There were a fewrge dumpster containers in the vicinity for garbage. It seemed the way we entered was intended for garbage trucks or semi-trucks to unload goods to the businesses. It wasn’t likely there would be much traffic in this area. The area also wasn’t illuminated very well and it was quite dark, it didn’t seem Swastika was lying in wait inside this area.
<span style="font-weight:400">She probably wanted to give me hope, even if she messed up when she tried to incapacitate me with her taser, I’d bump into Swastika when I tried to escape. She knew about my fat suit after all. The taser wouldn’t work through it and she should know that, but she was pretending this was all a coincidence intending to give me some hope. She wanted to make use of that to increase the level of despair I felt.
<span style="font-weight:400">Get my hopes up, only to crush them immediately after that. It sounded exactly like the sort of thing this twisted woman would do. She was crazy and definitely insane.
<span style="font-weight:400">From her perspective, the only thing I knew how to do was run away. I wouldn’t try to fight. My first reaction if she failed to tase me would be to run away and try to hide. She was convinced of that, as that was what I’d done since the very beginning. I was a weak, pitiful coward in her eyes.
<span style="font-weight:400">She brought me to a corner, ced her hand on my chest, then pushed me up against the wall while pressing her body up against me.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Help me take off my bra.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sure, turn around.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What, you can’t do it without seeing it?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m a virgin.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, you''re a virgin? Then that’s even better for me. It looks like I’ll be taking your first time then~”