It was known that Ps·ycho possessed the authority to command the Moon Rabbits.
If they could re-extract and update the data right here, they could bypass Azure Cavalry entirely and gain command rights second only to the Mother Body’s.
People’s minds were at their most relaxed while enjoying a bath—Ps·ycho clearly hadn’t noticed Clara’s presence at all.
At that thought, Clara’s little transparent tentacles began to twitch with anticipation.
Ps·ycho’s figure, outlined sharply by the water clinging to her skin, walked over to the mini-fridge beside the TV cabinet. She pulled out two bottled ice-cold beers and casually flicked the caps off with her thumb.
What kind of monstrous strength was that?!
【If you turned into her, you could have that kind of power too.】
No thanks.
Putting aside magical girl-type lolis like Kamui, if Clara transformed into someone like Ps·ycho—who clearly followed the sexy路線 route—she’d feel like there was no turning back.
Though honestly, the point of no return had probably already passed long ago.
She stood right in front of the fridge, chugging half a bottle in big gulps while watching TV, then grabbed both bottles and sauntered back to the bathroom, hips swaying seductively.
Even though Clara couldn’t see anything clearly, it somehow felt like she was seeing everything.
Steam filled the bathroom; barging in would definitely get her noticed. Clara didn’t dare go straight inside.
Was there any way to make contact without being discovered?
…【If she doesn’t know moderation, drinking while soaking will make her pass out. But cadre-level monsters have high physical resistance, so you’d need something strong.】
Got it. You mean—
【Raise the water temperature while getting her to drink even stronger alcohol.】
This time, Nyx’s suggestion was actually flawless.
As long as Ps·ycho passed out in the bath, Clara could do whatever she wanted—steal the permissions, or even…
Arrest her.
Taking out one cadre and securing Moon Rabbit command would drastically reduce the pressure they’d face afterward.
No—correct that: the entire situation would flip.
But she only seemed to be grabbing beers. How were they supposed to get her to drink hard liquor?
【Just make sure the fridge only has hard liquor left. Once someone’s tipsy, they won’t stop.】
【As for the tub temperature, raise it by one degree every five minutes. Like boiling a frog slowly—she won’t notice easily. By the time she does, she’ll already be dazed.】
This was supposed to be a Hero Driver with proper values, yet sometimes Nyx’s suggestions made Clara feel like the evil organization was actually the upright one.
Fine, let’s do it!
Decision made, Clara looked back toward the bathroom.
By now Ps·ycho had settled back into the tub, continuing to drink while watching some cheesy, innocent romance movie.
She actually liked this kind of thing? Was her inner self unexpectedly pure? Even though she was invisible, Ps·ycho’s private life really didn’t match her sexy image at all.
She was incredibly casual—legs sprawled, one thrown over the edge of the tub like some middle-aged uncle.
Why did this feel so familiar…?
【From the bathroom’s angle, she shouldn’t be able to see the fridge. Hurry—we need to hide all the low-alcohol stuff before she finishes those two beers.】
Huh? Wait!
Clara suddenly realized something. “I don’t drink much normally. I’ve only had the sweet potato shochu from the ramen stall owner, so I don’t really know which ones count as ‘hard liquor’…”
【Bottles usually have the ABV marked. Use that as reference. If there’s no percentage, the plain transparent ones are often the stronger stuff.】
【But resort-provided alcohol is definitely from legit sources—even expensive name brands—so they’ll all have the ABV labeled.】
Transparent liquor… meaning distilled spirits, right?
Yeah, that much I know.
Besides various alcohols, the minifridge in the suite also stocked drinks and emergency snacks—very well-prepared. No wonder Ps·ycho chose this place as a temporary hideout.
But… this woman wasn’t with the Moon Rabbit Mother Body, Pr·edator?
The alcohols in the fridge were all pretty high-proof. As long as they removed the remaining beers, they just had to wait patiently for Ps·ycho to knock herself out.
【Wait—that colorful canned one isn’t beer.】
There was one type in a pull-tab can that Clara had instinctively mistaken for beer and almost taken. [Four Loko.]
【That stuff has up to 14% alcohol, plus caffeine, taurine, and guarana extract. Because it’s mixed with fruit juice, it goes down super easy… Perfect as a weapon.】
Even with Nyx explaining, Clara didn’t fully get it.
Basically, it was super easy to get drunk on, right?
In the end, she only took the beers.
The fridge had been tampered with—who knew if Ps·ycho would notice? Clara retreated to the corner with the stolen beers, staying perfectly still and invisible.
“Hic—”
Ps·ycho let out an unladylike burp.
To her, regular beer was basically water.
“Sigh, finished already.”
Clara soon heard the sound of Ps·ycho climbing out of the tub. The transparent, sexy silhouette emerged from the bathroom, water still dripping, stepping onto the bedroom’s wool carpet and heading straight for the fridge to grab more.
【Quick—go adjust the temperature.】 Nyx urged.
Clara seized the chance to tiptoe past Ps·ycho and slip into the bathroom, quietly cranking up the tub’s temperature. Higher heat would speed up blood circulation, spreading the alcohol faster throughout her body.
But just as she was about to leave, she slipped on the puddle Ps·ycho had left on the floor when getting out—making an unavoidable noise as she fell.
“Guoh—!”
“Who’s there?!” Ps·ycho instantly went on high alert.
Clara tried to scramble out, but the other woman was already striding back from the bedroom.
She could only duck under the sink vanity, covering her mouth and nose to quiet her breathing.
“Did I imagine it…?”
Ps·ycho scratched her head, then grabbed three more cans and sank back into the tub.
“Probably… just the TV, right?”
She convinced herself and resumed humming softly.
At the same time, she cracked open one of the cans Nyx had called a “weapon” and started chugging again. Because it was fruit-flavored, it went down way too smoothly—Ps·ycho downed a huge amount in one go.
This woman’s nerves were seriously thick. Had she not even checked the ABV earlier and treated it like regular beer? Or was she just that confident in her tolerance?
Clara hoped these “weapons” would deliver a decisive blow.
With that thought, she extended a transparent little tentacle and pressed the temperature button on the tub once more.
But before that boring, sleep-inducing romance movie even reached the credits—
The transparent woman in the tub went completely silent.
【Hurry—fish her out! She’s going to drown!】
“Huh? Oh!!”
Only when Nyx said that did Clara crawl out from under the sink.
Still… somehow, Nyx’s plan had gone a little too smoothly, hadn’t it?