Chapter 11
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 11
Chapter Title: There's No Way a Genius Like Me Would Get Brainwashed into a Female Slave? (Part 2)
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'Calm down, Chae Yu-na.'
I had to admit I'd let my guard down. I knew full well that my current situation was pretty disadvantageous.
'In times like this, I need to act confident.'
I hid my trembling hands behind my back and spoke to him.
"Hmm, playing quite the interesting prank, aren't you?" I suppressed my anxiety and feigned composure.
It wasn't easy to keep my voice from shaking.
'Just 30 minutes... If I can buy 30 minutes...'
I hadn't invaded this man's virtual reality without any countermeasures.
There was a safety device that would forcibly disconnect me after a set time.
A security system that detected mental distortions or severe changes and automatically restored me.
I'd prepared it in advance, just in case things turned sour, so I could escape back to reality.
"I think you know who I am by now," I tried negotiating in a calm voice.
"...You didn't tell me. I figured it out myself, didn't I?" The man sneered, stroking the head of the woman lying beside him.
"How naive~ Do you really think you figured it out with your own skills? It was leaked from our side," I replied, perching on the sofa opposite him.
...I had to sit, or my legs might give out from shaking.
The dumb female NPC—who started eagerly sucking his cock with a goofy grin the moment he petted her head—was annoying to look at, but I had no choice.
'A repulsive lump of delusions...'
What could possibly make her smile like that while servicing him? She couldn't derive any pleasure from it with her mouth.
It was the epitome of a perverse, vulgar, lowbrow fantasy creation.
'The problem is that I'm trapped in this pervert's world...'
In times like this, I needed to project confidence.
She never negotiated with opponents who showed weakness.
She just saw them as easy prey and stripped them of everything.
The moment you showed submission, any equal footing vanished.
Even if I'd made a mistake, I just had to play it off as unimportant.
"It's all fake records and addresses planted for contact."
"Oh? There was quite a bit of personal info there..."
The man slowly stroked the head of the woman kissing his cock and recited my address.
'...The second I get out of here, I need to move...'
"...All of it was arbitrarily placed fake information. Hmm, now I'm curious. How much did you really find out?"
I acted like it was all trivial, implying it had been a test, and kept lying.
...All while hiding my fear.
It might get exposed someday, but I didn't care.
Just 30 minutes. Stall for 30 minutes, and I could leave this place.
"Ha, card approval, 429,000 won, women-only adult toy..."
"Stop...! I get it. You've passed even the highest level of security testing."
My face burned as he revealed my embarrassing personal spending records.
The intensely stimulating women-only adult toy I'd bought not long ago.
If there'd been a mirror, I could've seen just how red my face was.
I hid my flushed cheeks and continued, sounding a bit angry.
"Ahem, it's all arbitrarily placed information. The kind befitting the highest security rating."
"Hmm..." He let out a dissatisfied sigh, as if he didn't buy it.
"I acknowledge your skills. But is holding me here really the right choice? We could end up working together."
"Think about it. You've already proven your abilities. Now, let's talk terms. Money? Fame? I can match anything."
"I don't know where you work, but I can double—no, triple—your current pay."
I promised him the best treatment to buy time.
15 minutes. In 15 minutes, I could get out of here.
The man, who'd been silently listening, growled a single word.
"Everything."
"Pardon?"
"I want all of you."
Emphasizing each syllable, he demanded I devote everything to him.
'...Is there a reason such a skilled guy is unknown?'
It was an excessive, bizarre demand. Vague and unrealistic.
Probably due to a major personality flaw that kept him from making a name.
'Negotiation seems impossible. Just stall.'
"Hmm, I promised you the best we could offer, right? Not something weird like that—specific demands... Ghk?!"
[Personality Replacement Initiated]
Mental contamination detected. Emergency protocols failing...
'...Personality replacement...? What the hell is this...!'
In my blurring mind, one possibility flashed through.
'Am I... getting brainwashed?'
Brainwashing tech was still in its infancy even at GK Group.
Real-time manipulation of a connected user's memories or emotions was incredibly difficult in itself.
Technically, perfectly brainwashing someone in a short time was near impossible.
The current limit was inducing slight favor or mildly suppressing displeasure.
Replacing someone's personality? A lifetime of experiences and memories fused into one core self? That easily swapped out?
'No way... that could... be possible...?' My thoughts spun into darkness.
'Please...! Just 15 minutes more...!' That was Chae Yu-na's last thought before it cut off.
"...What is this?" I squeezed my eyes shut, but as I'd half-feared, nothing like "me disappearing" happened.
'I got worked up over nothing...'
It was no big deal. All 24 years of memories and experiences as Chae Yu-na were intact.
"As expected, something like that was impossible."
How could overwriting someone's fundamental thought patterns be that easy?
"...It must have been that man—no, Master's—misunderstanding."
Huh? Why was I unconsciously using honorifics?
"Open your eyes, Chae Yu-na."
At the sweet voice right in front of me, I beamed and opened my eyes.
Grinning vacantly, just like the woman I'd despised moments ago.
Before me stood a man I respected immensely.
No—he was undoubtedly my enemy.
He'd dealt irreparable damage to my company, stolen my personal data, and used bitches so gently.
"What did you... do to my head...?"
Speaking casually to the gentleman before me felt so off. And feeling off about it was blatantly weird too!
"I mixed the thought patterns of the bitch before your eyes with your personality."
If my personality was clear water, hers was pink dye.
My once pristine mind was being tinted by her.
"Liar...!"
Under his gaze—like disciplining a naughty puppy—I flinched and corrected myself.
"...Please, I-I'm a person too...?"
The woman before me, endlessly caressing his cock regardless of who watched, looked enviably happy.
As an aspiring bitch slave, it inspired real admiration. Her submissive posture, devoting her whole body to pleasing his cock—it had so much to teach.
Was this the "respect for a senior" others talked about? A feeling I'd never known.
"To overlay someone else's thought patterns onto me..."
Forcing me into the mindset of a slut who fawns over men, squirts from just getting fucked, with no shred of pride—a lowly whore.
This was
Truly
This was just so
Romantic, wasn't it...?
No, romantic?! That was absurd.
My thoughts felt contaminated. No, they actually were. Thinking in my old mindset was so hard now.
Snap out of it. The man before me is the enemy. I'm not some bitch slave or onahole. I'm GK Group's top hacker.
I need to escape this polluted thinking and return to my true self.
Flee the happy life of a bitch slave, back to my pathetic, worthless original one...
Huh?
Hmm, that did feel a bit off. Just recalling it was unpleasant. How could I think like that?
I decided to thank Master for twisting my mindset.
What a sweet offer.
He wants everything of me.
As his bitch slave, the thought of devoting it all made me so happy.
To make me his slave right here on our first meeting...
It was as good as a confession—he wanted to claim the bitch before him as soon as possible.
For a dumb, prideful bitch like me, he had no choice but this method to show me my place.
He could've spent weeks molding me layer by layer like with the senior bitch. But for an arrogant one like me, that'd be a luxury.
Just mix in a perfectly trained bitch's mindset temporarily.
This way, no long investment needed to secure a new bitch's loyalty.
'How wise of him...'
The gentleman before me wanted all of me.
My romantic, kind Master...❤
To devote everything to him, I wracked my brains.
Interpreting "all of me," the abstract command.
Right now, my entire intellect served Master's orders.
"My present, future... and even past must be offered to Master." Only then could I truly give everything.
'15 minutes... In 15 minutes, I'll return to reality, and my personality will revert...?'
It was the safety measure my old self had set. Accounting for the chance I'd become something else.
'How foolish.'
Nothing could be happier than life as Master's pet bitch.
'How much can he twist me in 15 minutes...?'
Just 15 minutes until expulsion from Master's happy world. Without action, I'd wake in my apartment after.
With the backed-up [Normal Chae Yu-na Personality].
With my old pathetic, boring mindset.
Forgetting my voluptuous body was raised to offer to Master...
Such a tragedy must never happen.
I kissed the tip of Master's foot in greeting for the first time.
"Master...❤" Just saying it filled me with joy.
Worried it might be too much for a first meeting, I explained the situation.
"...So, Master, could you help brainwash my personality?"
Tears welling, I knelt and begged.
'What if he refuses?' Anxiety made my eyes misty.
Fortunately, Master seemed pleased with my pathetic begging for brainwashing and agreed.
Into a lewd bitch to his tastes...
Tears of gratitude streaming, I prepared to brainwash my precious personality alongside him.
"My past, present—all to Master's tastes...❤ Change me as you please...❤"
Thinking of offering my 24 years of personality, grown to give to Master, my pussy grew wet.
Anticipating the lewd self Master would twist me into.
'I'm so glad I can give everything to Master...❤' With that, Chae Yu-na finished preparing to offer her personality to him.