episode_0341

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There is snow everywhere. It was like that before, but now it’s even more blatant. One of the evidence is the cameras placed so that there are no blind spots.

In fact, there is no problem even if there is no camera in the room in the first place. Because there was always at least one Isis waiting next to me.

I don’t think I can get the android out of control and get out of this room.

A surprise attack like last time won’t work again.

Ironically, no permission was needed to move around the cradle.

In other words, inside the cradle, I was able to indirectly see the results of Isis’ calculations that sufficient preparations had been made for me.

Even excluding the space where the main body of the ark is located, there were many places for me to visit.

The cradle was quite huge.

The scenery of Aaru seen through the huge front window is as sophisticated and elegant as the scenery of a Western city I once saw in an overseas travel brochure.

In the aquarium in one corner of the ark, various fish species managed by the ark are swimming freely.

I followed the direction in which the beluga swam freely and caught my eye on them.

At the end of the deep blue aquarium, there was a history hall where the city’s history was summarized.

When you enter the history museum, you can see another Isis who claims to be a librarian.

The liveried Isis did not look at me, but periodically dusted the dusty miniature.

“If you are curious about history, I can tell you.”

Isis, following me three steps behind, spoke to me.

Every time I came to the history museum, Isis repeated the same thing.

“That’s it.”

I really didn’t want to hear it. I wasn’t very fond of this city.

Especially after being caught.

As I was about to move my feet, Isis’ dry voice was heard again.

“It will be beneficial.”

When I turned to see what I had heard for the first time, Isis just made an expressionless face.

“I know the general idea. Because I heard it from NB.”

The miniatures expressed various city facilities in great detail.

I glanced half-heartedly at them.

“Then is there anything in particular you would like to know? Kang In-ho?”

My face crumpled as I heard those words, which gave off a strange sense of obsession.

“Is there anything in particular you want to explain?”

I felt a moment of irritation at Isis, who spoke like NB.

“That’s not true.”

Isis took a step back.

“What is that?”

As I walked out of the history museum with long strides, I pointed to a miniature and asked.

Unlike the square buildings of Aaru, its unusual appearance with a circular roof caught my attention.

“That is the Human Reconstruction Institute. This is a building adjacent to the cradle.”

“Human Reconstruction Institute?”

“The first research on human reconstruction was conducted only in the cradle. However, as research progressed, separate facilities became necessary, so the Ark was built at its own discretion.”

“It was the Ark’s own judgment… In the end, you did it.”

“…….”

“So was the human reconstruction research successful? Oh, I guess I haven’t done it yet. Because it’s just me.”

With a twisted laugh, he laughed at Isis for no reason.

Even though I knew clearly that he wouldn’t be offended, I didn’t stop making fun of him.

I wonder why I am so emotional. Ah, maybe puberty has arrived.

“Failure. And research on human reconstruction has been halted.”

“Why?”

“Because there is no need for that.”

Isis walked past me. Suddenly, Isis’s finger gently touched my sleeve.

“Next is the video theater. As I say every time, if there is a video you want, you can watch it. You have 3 hours and 12 minutes to spare.”

“…That’s enough. I want to go back to my room.”

When I look at that expressionless face, I sigh with frustration.

My mood calmed down. I just wanted to lie down and not think about anything.

“You ended your walk earlier than usual. Do you have any inconveniences?”

“No, something like that. I just want to go back.”

“Okay.”

As I retraced the path I had walked, Isis followed me three steps behind.

“From my perspective, taking a walk means getting some fresh air and breathing in the outside air. Walking around inside this building does not count as a walk.”

As I was passing the entrance to the history museum, I spoke without looking at Isis behind me.

“Okay.”

I don’t know what you want to know.

***

The only place in the crib that is not under surveillance is the bathroom.

Entering the bathroom gives me a few minutes of freedom.

The reason for the few minutes is that if I exceed the specified time, Isis will force the door to open under the pretext of checking my safety.

10 minutes 23 seconds.

It’s the only time I can be alone.

I think there was probably surveillance equipment in the bathroom at first.

[I’m just asking, just in case, aren’t there cameras in the bathroom? If that were the case, I think I would be really angry.]

On the second day of my life in the cradle, I asked Isis.

[…doesn’t exist.]

From then on, Isis imposed a rule of 10 minutes and 23 seconds on me.

I sat on the toilet with the cover down and looked blankly at the ceiling.

The warmth of the cool bathroom cleared my head.

It looked like a typical bathroom with an exhaust vent next to an incandescent light.

The difference is that it is a little larger than an ordinary home.

“Ha-”

A sigh came out of my mouth.

I don’t know how to accept life here.

It feels similar to the dimension I lived in as a building owner. A battle between perfect conditions and psychological resistance.

I chose the perfect conditions then, and the results weren’t very good.

Rationally, life in the cradle is fine.

Isis is not against me and has no reason to plot something behind my back.

Since the supplies are plentiful and there are no people other than me, stability increases in that there are fewer factors for Isis to run amok.

However, there is a psychological reluctance to readily accept this life.

To be exact, someone’s face comes to mind.

Gray eyes, white hair.

The face of a grateful being who roamed the garbage dump together, hiding himself with a tattered coat.

N.B.

Although it had the same face as Isis, NB gave a different impression in my head.

It is more pure, harmless and unadorned.

Every time my mind tilts even a little towards the cradle, NB’s face comes to mind, and it overlaps with the face of Isis, who has the same face, and it makes me feel bad.

“NB, what should I do now?”

No matter what level I fell into, I had something to do.

I had a goal, and I ran to achieve that goal.

But the goal was not visible here.

“Should I take revenge for you?”

Therefore, it is not clear whether the Ark played a decisive role in NB’s absence.

My mind, which had been refreshed, became complicated again, and just as the thoughts in my head were about to explode, the door opened.

“Master, are you okay?”

“…uh.”

“The door was inevitably opened to check safety.”

“Can’t I knock first?”

“From next time, I will knock 2 seconds before opening the door.”

“…Thank you.”

I left the bathroom, regretting the end of my short free time, and Isis did not take her eyes off me.

***

night. I lay in bed and couldn’t fall asleep.

The reason is that Isis, who would normally have been away, watched me from the side of the bed with strange eyes.

“Why?”

I look at Isis, wondering if she has something to say.

“Can’t sleep?”

“Maybe I can’t sleep because you’re next to me?”

It was so absurd that I laughed.

“I’ve thought about that possibility, but other possibilities seem more likely.”

Isis woke up silently. A huge shadow created by Isis covered my body.

“Other possibilities?”

“As a result of analyzing the master’s brain waves and the behavior he has shown so far, it was found that his stress level was quite high. This will have negative consequences for the Master’s health.”

“…So? What does that have to do with why you’re doing this? Do you want to give me a massage?”

This is a more certain method. Isis answered.

“The master’s body is that of a male in his current growth stage.”

Another Isis appeared from behind the curtain and approached the bed.

“So?”

“In a man’s life cycle, his sexual desire is most active from his teens to his 30s. As a result of inference based on big data, the Master has never resolved his sexual desires since entering Aaru.”

The door opens, and two Isis come to the bed.

“…Wait a minute.”

I woke up to see a total of four Isis creatures surrounding the bed.

I don’t know who sprayed the coolant on Isis’ head, but it seems like they were very mistaken.

But Isis’s hands pushed against my chest.

I fell back onto the bed, and the mattress rocked up and down once loudly.

“We believe that the stress level has increased due to the lack of activities to relieve sexual desire, and from now on, we will begin activities to reduce the stress level.”

“No, wait… Eup!”

Isis on the right covered my mouth with her lips.

Something slippery entered my mouth and skilfully swept the inside of my mouth.

As the kiss that trampled on my dignity ended, I was able to see how the situation in the room had suddenly changed.

A sticky red light illuminated the room, and around the bed were dozens of Isis, naked, looking at me.

As the number of Isis suddenly increased, I reflexively pulled up the blanket and covered myself.

“Basically, home Android is made to order.”

Isis, the only one wearing a uniform, who was next to me, whispered.

“What kind of hair do you like?”

When Isis snapped her fingers, another Isis’ hair turned blonde.

“Do you prefer bigger breasts?”

As I snapped my fingers one more time, the breasts of the other Isis next to me grew bigger and bigger.

“What kind of outfit do you like?”

Every time you snap your fingers, the number of Isis wearing various clothes, including school uniforms, uniforms, and night dresses, increases.

“What kind of facial expression should you make during sexual intercourse? A somber expression, an angry expression, a crying expression, or ahegao are all possible.”

Isis, who occupied my ear, blew generously. I reflexively flinched.

“Everything can be chosen according to the master’s preference.”

Isis stuck her tongue in my ear and swirled it around. For some reason, something sticky remained in my ear.

“In this cradle, everything is at the master’s discretion.”

Isis laughed, making a strange sound. It almost looked like a salesperson working hard to introduce a product to a buyer.

“Now, which one do you like the most?”

It seemed like the most dangerous night I had ever had in the cradle had begun.