Lobotomy Simulator, the best dating simulator

The supervisor is still very busy, and the time he can spend with the minister has to be squeezed like a sponge. In order to get off work early and give employees a holiday, X has to finish today's work as soon as possible.

Although there is no caring secretary to spur him on, X is still as self-conscious about his work as before. A self-disciplined supervisor will take the initiative to go to work and work overtime without the secretary's urging.

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The author's words:

This is Gagen Meow, there should be two to three chapters left today...probably.It's the end of the month, and I will become a super code word king, so I won't show it anymore.

The main reason is that the power outage in the school at night is too much. The notebook lasts up to three hours.

Originally, the power outage at night could be solved with a mobile power supply, but it was sealed and could not be shipped, so I had to refund it!I'm dying of anxiety.

There is still a whole month of December, how can I write a book when the power is cut off every night, I can only write in the morning, and the school has never thought about the life and death of students who are rushing to do their homework at night.

2. Is it a bar or a coffee shop? : Chapter 240 223. What kind of wardrobe is this?

Sniff... sniff.

It looks like a dog is scratching the floor, or a rabbit is digging a hole.

While X was struggling to deal with those restless Abnormalities and employees who liked to fish and sneak, Director Hod of the Training Department was resting in the supervisor's bedroom.

To be precise, he was resting on the bed in the supervisor's bedroom, which was full of the breath of the supervisor's life - a beautiful smell, addictive.

The obsessive smell is everywhere - every corner of the room is full of female hormones, and the head of the bed is the strongest.

Obviously this is a brand new quilt, which is warm toasted, but Hod feels that there is a faint fragrance in it, tempting him to dig and explore.

supervisor... supervisor-

After realizing what he was doing, Minister Hod blushed again, and buried himself in the pillow to calm down.

Want to calm down but can't calm down at all, my mind is full of crazy thoughts, and I want to put my crazy thoughts into practice.

Hod was ashamed of his bad thoughts, and was immersed in this erratic fragrance, which was even stronger because he was covered in a pillow.

Obviously, the effect of the enkephalin drugs taken before should basically subside, and the hallucinations should have disappeared long ago, but there is still a voice lingering in Hod's ear, constantly encouraging something.

Encourage her to follow her own nature and do things that satisfy her.

——Is it possible to satisfy your desire just by smelling it?Cowards, cowards.

——Go and look through her clothes basket, there may be better things there.

The devil whispered in Minister Hod's ear, every word was so heart-wrenching.

"No, that's wrong...you can't do that, the supervisor will be angry."

Randomly rummaging through someone else's closet is a bad, wrong, and an invasion of privacy, especially if it's to satisfy one's own dirty desires.

The supervisor trusts him so much and cares about him...how could he do such a thing.

Hod can't let the supervisor down...

She didn't want to see X showing a disappointed expression, and she couldn't even imagine X getting angry at herself—everyone knew how wrong the dirty thoughts in his head were.

this is not right.

Hod tried to calm herself down, she crawled into the bed, but the bed was also full of the smell of the supervisor, full of it.

Not only did this not calm her down, but it made her... even more maddened.

Maybe it's because the enkephalins still remain in the body, which makes it harder for Hod to control his emotions, and hallucinations also appear from time to time.

The whispers are constant, bewitching again and again.

Maybe it wasn't an illusion, it was just an expression of my inner thoughts - in another way that I could accept.

Find a reasonable and comforting excuse for your dirty thoughts.

——She has already brought you into the bedroom, don't you understand what she means?

——Do it boldly, she won't be angry, definitely not.

—What does it matter if you just take a sip?

"No, the supervisor is not such a person. Shut up!"

Minister Hod became irritable again, the quilt was wrinkled all over by her rubbing, and the breath from inside made her mad again.

She really wanted, really wanted to -

——When are you going to wait?She is already in the arms of another woman, and she is bored with other women.

——Hmm... It seems that she just treats you as a younger sister?

"I said no, I never had such an idea, does it have anything to do with who the supervisor likes? That is her freedom, I bless her!"

"I'm just a good minister who cares about his employees, does his duty, and expects to help his supervisor."

Minister Hod roared into the air, and hit the pillow with his fist, and the goose down pillow creaked, overwhelmed.

The more he emphasized, the more he seemed to be covering up something, and his hair exploded like a hedgehog.

And the sarcastic voice didn't let go of the slightest chance, and kept talking.

——Hey, have our hypocrites finally revealed their true nature, then stop using employees as an excuse.

——Do you think that pretending to be hurt by the employee can attract the attention of the supervisor and get more sympathy and comfort?

——Who are you showing yourself under the camera? Doesn’t the supervisor know you well?

The last veil was ripped off, hurting Hod deeply.

There are usually two situations after the pressure surges and the mentality bursts. One is to regain strength and radiate virtue, while the other is to give up on oneself and let freedom go.

The situation at this time is obviously the latter.

"Enough, enough! I won't do these things!"

While Minister Hod was talking, he ran to the door of the bathroom. There was a basket for dirty clothes, and X was very clean, and he had to take a shower three times a day.

The morning clothes were still in the basket, probably because the secretary didn't have time to stuff them into the washing machine, and X, who didn't pay much attention to the household, just casually threw the dirty clothes aside.

Maybe after finishing her busy work at night, X will think about it and wash her clothes, but now, she is so overwhelmed by the company's work that she has no time to take care of her own private affairs.

But now, the unscrupulous elements are given an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Although the clothes were not dirty, and they might have been changed in less than ten hours, the residual smell on them still made Minister Hod obsessed, not only holding them in his hands but sucking them.

Just thinking that this is the supervisor's personal clothing, the body feels like it has been paralyzed by an electronic pulse...uncontrollable.

Every electron and current is jumping for joy, and even has some kind of appetite, wanting to really taste the taste.

This is not just an idea, but also in practice.

After all, the demon of desire has defeated the angel in his heart who is persuading goodness. Once the idea of ​​self-destruction arises, it is out of control.

Maybe it's the enkephalin's fault, maybe it's not the enkephalin's fault.

Drugs are innocent, only the people who abuse them are at fault.

Enkephalins were developed as a treatment for mental illness and have sedative and pain-relieving properties...and the side effect is hallucinations.

Of course, there is also the property of energy.

After a certain purification process, it happened to be discovered that this miraculous substance can also be used as a pure energy source.

But now it has become a favorite of drug addicts.

Hallucinations, loss of comprehension and judgment, severe cases may even cause muscle dissolution, body deformation and festering.

When overdosed, drugs become deadly killers, and when misused, pure energy becomes a more distorting and terrifying pollutant than radiation.

Minister Hod stuffed the pure cotton clothes into his mouth, tasting greedily.

It's like not pure cotton clothing, but some delicious honey or strawberry cake.

At this time, X suddenly remembered that he had to entertain 'guests', and pushed the door to enter his bedroom.

"Hod, do you want juice? I squeezed watermelon juice, it's sweet and delicious."

The red watermelon juice is being served in a glass, and there is even a small paper umbrella on it for decoration, and the colorful straws are tied into a bow, which looks very beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

Not only that, there are spicy biscuits on the tray with drinks as a snack for entertaining guests.

Clumsy X did her best with the presentation, trying to make things look good.

In fact, it can be used with other drinks instead of trying to make a fruit platter or freshly squeezed juice.

But X thinks that non-alcoholic and caffeine-free, pure natural healthy juices are more suitable for his ministers.

Hod must drink some sweet juice, not alcohol or coffee.

Because the guy in high mood ingested those things, he couldn't rest well and was restless.

And X thought that when he opened the door, he would see a brown-haired little rabbit nestling quietly in the quilt, waiting for his care like a fever, but the actual situation...

But there is a big outlet for the picture imagined by X.

My bedroom is like getting into a wolverine, and the mischievous wolverine gnawed the sofa in a mess, tore the pillow to pieces, and tore the quilt to pieces.

The goose down of the goose down pillow leaked out, and the cotton wadding from the quilt came out, and the sheets were scratched and torn everywhere.

Not only that, but the closet was also opened, some clothes were scattered on the ground, and the culprit looked at him innocently with his clothes in his mouth.

When he saw clearly what was in the mouth of his good minister, X suddenly couldn't hold back, and the juice seemed to be a little bit out of control.

"Hod... what are you doing, that thing is dirty, spit it out."

After hearing the director's voice, Minister Hod finally came back to his senses.

Although the azure pupils were still a bit dazed, they were not as far away as before.

She slowly recovered from the state of immersion in herself, and restarted the machine that stopped working, clearly realizing what she was doing.

"I—I'm doing your laundry."

She defended hastily and weakly, and her voice was a little muffled because of the cloth in her mouth.

But there is no one who can help people wash clothes and wash them in their mouths. This is artificial intelligence, it is AI, and it is not a smart washing machine.

At least the designers of Lobotomy did not add the function of spinning washing machines to AI.

X hurriedly took the cloth out of Hod's mouth, but it was still wet with something, it couldn't be lubricating oil, could it?

Only human cubs stuff strange things into their mouths to chew, and their ministers are not human cubs, how could such a thing happen.

Is this reasonable?

"Okay, no need to explain anything, let's have a glass of juice first, Hod."

"Hey, I know you're under a lot of mental pressure, but even if you hate me and want to take revenge on me, you shouldn't use this method—it's really too humiliating."

"If you want to scold me, just scold me directly, it's okay... Yesod usually has something to say, don't have to hold back when you see me being stupid, just say it."

Seeing Minister Hod rummaging through his clothes and putting his mouth in his mouth, X didn't think much about it, but understood it as something else.

She thought that the minister was just playing a little temper, and wanted to use this method to retaliate against her own incompetence, to retaliate against her inability to meet their requirements as a supervisor.

I'm used to it... As a supervisor, I should tolerate the minister.

X handed the juice to his Minister Hod, then put the plate containing the snacks on the bedside table, and cleaned up the scattered clothes on the floor.

The dirty change of clothes was also refolded and put back in the clothes basket.

Are you angry?Need to say something blaming?

To be honest, I didn't feel anything.

After packing up, X sat next to Hod, and Jin Tong looked at his minister.

Minister Hod held the juice in his hand, but he didn't move the fruit, but kept his head lowered, staring at the floor.

I don't know what's so good about this floor, my neck is almost retracted into the collar.

It's as if the person who just turned into a wolverine and wreaked havoc wasn't this little brown rabbit.

"Hod, is it the fruit juice that doesn't taste good? I'll try it—well, it's okay, how about adding some ice?"

X took back the juice that was handed over just now, and took a sip. The watermelon juice was sweet, but it felt like something was missing... Maybe it would taste better chilled.

X got up and was about to go to the small freezer to get some ice cubes to add to it. The drink was still refreshingly cold, but Minister Hod suddenly grabbed his sleeve.