Magical Girl and Brainwashing Gaslighting (Black - Gaslighting Brainwashing) (1)
"Blue? You okay?"
Blue Sapphire woke from her sleep at the sound of her name.
Opening her eyes, she saw she was back in her own cell.
It seemed she'd been passed around as a cum dump for the guards during the curriculum earlier, until she passed out.
Afterward, they'd probably fucked her senseless until the scheduled time was up, then finally returned the fainted Blue Sapphire to her original cell.
Her whole body felt sticky in every way—likely because they'd sprayed semen everywhere, marking her like territory.
The fishy stench of male fluids wafting from her skin oddly aroused Blue Sapphire as she looked up at the one who'd woken her.
"...Black? You're back?"
"Just stopping by. Gotta head out again soon."
The one who'd woken her was Black Twilight.
Blue Sapphire struggled to prop up her limp body and reached out toward Black.
But noticing the semen still caked on her hand, she hastily pulled it back.
Black gave an awkward smile, as if to say it was no big deal.
"Sorry. With the curriculum today, you had to handle all those guys alone because I wasn't there?"
"No... you don't need to apologize... I'm fine... More importantly, Black, are you okay? Nothing weird happened to you?"
"I'm really fine. You should be worrying about yourself, Blue..."
She'd passed out after handling alone what should have been for two—about ten men gangbanging her for hours. It wasn't just a quick faint; she'd blacked out completely. This facility had steadily weakened her over time.
Anyway, Black looked at Blue Sapphire with guilty eyes, but Blue Sapphire was still worried about Black.
Black, pressed for time, hurriedly briefed her on the situation.
Apparently, she'd barely gotten permission from the guard chief because she was worried Blue would fret.
"Seriously, no need to worry about me. The guards were saying weird stuff this morning, but nothing like that happened at all."
Black, who'd been summoned by the guard chief, reassured Blue Sapphire that none of the things she'd feared had come to pass.
At first, Blue thought she was just saying it to ease her mind, but the repeated defenses eventually convinced her.
"He was just really interested in magical girls. Gentler than I expected, we talked a lot... and the treatment wasn't bad at all."
She added that sex had happened, of course.
But it wasn't forced like before—it was gentle, like with a lover. She'd even marveled that considerate sex was a first for her.
"Anyway, that's how it was, so really, no need to worry. More importantly, it won't mess with the 'promise' with Dane, right?"
"...That should be fine. No worries."
"Good. That was my biggest concern."
If he claimed the time spent with him didn't count toward the 'promise,' it'd complicate everything.
But Blue Sapphire said it was okay, so probably no issue.
The guard chief planned to stay here about a week, keeping Black at his side like a servant the whole time.
But the 'promise' deadline with Dane was in three days.
Once that ended, no need to stick around—she could ditch him and escape.
Perfect plan.
"...Black. Just in case, if it gets too tough, tell me anytime. Even a signal's fine. Then I'll grab you and run, promise or no."
"Thanks for worrying. But I don't think it'll come to that."
Black brushed off Blue Sapphire's concern with a light smile, insisting it was unfounded.
"The guard chief is a really wonderful person... so nothing to worry about."
"He's a wonderful person."
"It'll definitely be okay..."
Black's eyes seemed somehow vacant as she said it... her voice faintly distant.
Blue Sapphire felt a twinge of unease at the sight.
The Black she knew wouldn't say things like that... probably.
She didn't know Black that well, but still...
...Was Dane's warning just needless worry...?
Was that guard chief really a good guy?
Was Black truly safe?
Was Dane's urgent warning—enough to seek her out personally—just paranoia?
Blue Sapphire couldn't tell.
All she felt was a fishbone stuck in her throat—frustrating and choking.
The gangbang's aftereffects lingered, her head foggy, thoughts scattered.
And with Black already standing to leave, saying she was short on time, there was no chance to gather her wits.
"......Be careful."
"Yeah. You too, Blue."
In the end, like leaving it to fate, she sent Black off with those words of encouragement.
Alone in the cell for the first time after always sticking together, amid the silence... Blue Sapphire trembled with inexplicable anxiety.
Good thing she got to reassure Blue.
This morning, when the guard chief picked her, Blue Sapphire's face had been scary fierce.
Her worried gaze carried killing intent, like she'd take him down right there.
If Black hadn't stopped her with gestures, there definitely would've been trouble.
Nice block.
Nothing to worry about, really.
No grueling physical torture like she'd feared.
As a shut-in otaku, Black had consumed more subculture than most, fueling her wild imagination.
Honestly, when dragged off that morning... she'd braced for nails pulled or flesh branded with hot irons (though if it happened, she'd fight to the death—promise be damned, her body came first).
But in reality, none of that occurred.
Not even familiar SM like spankings or whippings—just meals, cozy chats, and gentle, vanilla sex.
Her worries had been so overblown she'd almost felt disappointed.
Anyway, no need for others to fret over her.
After all, the guard chief—Guard Chief—was such a good person.
He is a good person.
He is a kind person.
He is a righteous person.
He is a person worth trusting.
I must believe him. I must believe him.
He's good, amazing, trustworthy.
Compared to him, I'm just a worthless shut-in loser bitch.
So— I must believe him. Believe... believe... no matter what he says... his words are right... right....
Returning to the guard chief's room under escort, the air was filled with coffee aroma.
The guard chief had prepared fresh coffee and snacks.
"There you are, Black. Did you reassure your friend? How about some coffee and chat? Or prefer tea or booze? Your pick."
The pudgy, oily guard chief invited her with a friendly demeanor that didn't match his looks.
It was oddly cute, nearly drawing a laugh from Black.
She requested coffee, and a steaming hot cup was set before her on the sofa.
"Ah, this just enhances the flavor—no need to mind it."
With that, he dripped a few drops of some unidentified liquid from a dropper into her coffee.
Suspicious stuff, but if the guard chief said so, no worries.
Black nodded, stirred it in with a spoon... and brought the cup to her lips without hesitation.
...Yum!
Maybe because of what he added, it tasted deeply flavorful. Or just her imagination.
"Good, good. Snacks too—eat up. Tough living in this facility, huh? Use this chance to relax body and soul."
"While you eat... I'll ask a few questions. Just answer honestly. No big deal—be straightforward."
He said it with a kind, grandfatherly smile.
Ah... just be honest—relief. No need for complicated overthinking.
Her head had been foggy since earlier, thoughts not connecting right... so no fear of screwing up—what a relief.
Thus began question time over sweet coffee and treats.
First: name, age, hobbies.
Trivial, as promised—Black answered straight from her mind, no hesitation...
Huh... I used to hate dealing with people...
But weirdly, it's easy with him... first time meeting today...
Eh, whatever... it's fine... nothing bad...