episode_0019

For a moment, I was flustered by the sudden mention of “Prince-nim.”

I firmly clutched onto my sanity, which felt like it might slip away at any moment, and then spoke to the big-chested woman.

“No. Prince? What kind of nonsense is that—”

At my words, the big-chested woman grabbed my hand, shook her head back and forth, and looked me in the eye.

“Because you saved me. Prince-nim.”

“So, what kind of bull—”

I wanted to ask what kind of bullshit that was, but unfortunately, I couldn’t.

‘No, her eyes?’

By chance, I looked into her eyes and saw a powerful, inexplicable madness.

That madness wasn’t merely affection or admiration, emotions typically displayed towards humans.

‘It’s like looking at a plastic model kit.’

It was a look filled with the desire to meticulously disassemble, analyze, and then reassemble everything in front of her.

Before I could say anything in response to that chilling feeling, the big-chested woman suddenly spoke to me.

“Let’s go together.”

At her words, I barely managed to collect myself and tried to refuse. But in the end, I didn’t refuse.

“Huh?”

Because right after she said that, the big-chested woman approached me and simply lifted me up.

It wasn’t just a figure of speech; I was truly suspended in the air with her hands under my armpits, my feet dangling.

And by that big-chested woman’s hands, no less.

‘No way. Is this even possible?’

Though a bit shorter than an adult, I easily surpassed 160 cm in height, and as a boy, I had a sturdy build. Yet, she lifted me so easily?

And it was a woman, not a man.

Thinking that, I subtly checked the big-chested woman’s height.

‘At least 190… late? Something like that.’

The big-chested woman was taller than I could have imagined.

I could only guess that this strength came from her large frame, supported by her immense height, and the muscles developed to sustain her massive body.

‘So those large breasts definitely aren’t just for show.’

With that rather rude thought to himself, Takuya spoke to the big-chested woman.

“Where are we going?”

Though it was a sudden situation, Takuya neither struggled to be let go nor told the big-chested woman that he disliked this.

He knew, for one, that this big-chested woman was not mentally stable.

‘If you provoke people like this unnecessarily, the situation will only worsen.’

And he knew clearly that provoking her in this situation would be even more dangerous.

For reference, he learned this in the military. Further explanation will be omitted.

Anyway, that meant he intended to act carefully.

As Takuya thought that, the big-chested woman replied to his words.

“We’re going to my house.”

“House?”

“Yes.”

Meeting for the first time and immediately inviting me to her house? My inner Confucian dragon wanted to roar, but I decided to go quietly, fearing I’d lose if I fought.

A soft press~♥

It definitely wasn’t because of the soft sensation of her breasts against my back.

“Alright, then let’s just introduce ourselves before we go. My name is Mori Takuya. What’s yours?”

“Suzuki Haruka.”

“Okay. Suzuki, then let’s go quickly.”

“Haruka.”

“Hmm?”

“Call me Haruka.”

“Understood.”

And so, my peculiar journey with the big-chested woman—no, Haruka—began.

***

How long had it been since I started moving while being carried by Haruka?

I arrived in front of a house with a nameplate that read ‘Suzuki Family’.

For reference, Haruka carried me for tens of minutes without seeming to tire until we reached the house.

Anyway, after arriving at Haruka’s house, I spoke.

“Is this it?”

“Yes.”

“Then please put me down now. At least I should greet your family with my feet on the ground.”

“Understood.”

She had firmly said “No” several times on the way here when I asked her to put me down. But now, she docilely put me down.

‘I wonder if she’s stupid or smart… Seriously.’

Thinking that to myself, I looked for the doorbell near Haruka’s front door.

“You press here.”

“Ah. Thanks.”

Ding-dong.

Successfully ringing the doorbell with Haruka’s help, I waited for Haruka’s family to come out, and after a short while, I heard a sound from inside the house.

[Just a moment~]

Judging by the rustling sound, she probably mistook me for a delivery person.

A moment later, the door opened, and a middle-aged woman emerged.

“The stamp is here… Oh? Haruka? And… who is this?”

At her words, I bowed politely and said,

“Hello. My name is Mori Takuya. I happened to be passing by and wanted to explain what happened to Miss Haruka.”

The reason I didn’t explicitly say that I was kidnapped by her daughter and brought here was simple.

At my words, Haruka’s mother embraced the mud-covered Haruka without hesitation and said,

“What?! What happened to our Haruka?!”

Because I could feel that this mother loved her daughter immensely.

I didn’t want to receive unnecessary apologies from someone who was embracing her grown, mud-covered daughter with such a worried expression.

Besides, I had come along half out of curiosity about Haruka.

Thinking that, I spoke to Haruka’s mother.

“I’ll explain the full circumstances inside.”

“Ah! Yes, yes. Please come in.”

After entering Haruka’s house, I received a cup of tea and explained in detail what had happened to Haruka.

“Haruka almost got into a traffic accident?!”

“Yes. The car driver was going at a dangerously high speed.”

“My goodness…”

After finishing my explanation, Haruka’s mother bowed her head to me and expressed her sincere gratitude.

“Truly…! Thank you so much…!”

“No, it was the natural thing to do.”

I replied with sincerity to her words as well.

From my perspective, it was the natural thing to do.

“Thank you so much…”

Of course, Haruka’s mother continued to express her thanks to me for quite a while after that.

As the situation concluded warmly, I was able to hear a rather interesting story from Haruka’s mother.

“As you can see, my daughter has a developmental disability.”

“A developmental disability, you say?”

“Yes…”

Haruka’s mother said that, then carefully began to speak.

And hearing her words, I couldn’t help but be surprised internally.

And for good reason, because the developmental disability Haruka had was something I knew very well.

“The doctor told me it’s Asperger syndrome.”

Yes, Asperger syndrome. The mental disorder that Isaac Newton, Nikola Tesla, and Elon Musk were said to have had.

I asked Haruka’s mother with a surprised expression.

“Asperger syndrome? Isn’t that the disorder Newton and Tesla had?”

“You know about it?”

“Only a little.”

At my reply, Haruka’s mother showed a relieved expression.

She must have had her own difficulties explaining Haruka’s syndrome.

Anyway, it certainly made me understand why Haruka’s unusual behavior was like that.

People with Asperger syndrome, when they get interested in something, tend to focus on it to the point it could almost be considered an obsession.

“She seemed to be looking at the ants for a long time. Is she perhaps interested in that kind of thing?”

“No. My daughter just has a hobby of observation…”

So it was just simple observation, huh…

‘No, wait. If ants are just a hobby of observation, then what is the area of interest Haruka pours her attention into?’

I pondered that question internally and asked Haruka’s mother.

“Then, does Haruka have a particular area of interest?”

“Ah. That…”

Just as Haruka’s mother was about to explain something,

“I’ll show you directly.”

Haruka suddenly stood up from her seat and said that to me.

Haruka’s mother, who was listening, also nodded, perhaps thinking that would be better.

No, just explain it in words.

Well, it didn’t really matter, so I docilely followed Haruka.

The place I arrived at, after following Haruka, was a large room in the corner.

What I saw there shocked me. And for good reason.

“Huh…”

Visible in the room were dozens of disassembled computers.

‘Is she trying to build a supercomputer?’

And a single, enormous computer, large enough to make you believe it contained all the parts from those disassembled computers, was visible.

A normal person might have called it a monstrosity, but I, who had come from the future—no, I, who possessed a certain degree of computer knowledge, realized what it was.

That wasn’t a simple computer; it was a supercomputer.

More precisely, it was being built for that purpose.

And seeing it, I was half convinced.

‘Haruka is the talent I need.’

Haruka was the talent he needed right now.