Ever since he heard about the existence of energy from Undine, Harmon has always longed for it.

    The pinnacle of the brilliant science that mankind has achieved. There was no one who did not dream of obtaining it.

    And now, that energy is in Harmon’s hands.

    “Huh! Hehe!”

    Harmon looked at Whiskey, who was twisting his body, arching his back like a bow.

    “Where, if you stimulate this… … .”

    Whiskey fluttered again as he stroked some part of her core with energy. She moved so violently that the places where her fluttering limbs touched were dented and destroyed.

    “Oh my. Calm down a bit. … Hmm. There’s a limit to handling the entire humanoid. I feel resistance.”

    Harmon tried to restrain the whiskey, but it was impossible. He could easily manipulate small machines and metals, but trying to move the whiskey itself caused pain in his arms.

    A strange pain, like metal being torn apart.

    The energy circuits were screaming as they were strained. This was what happened when I looked down at the output beyond its limit.

    ‘It’s just a circuit that was suddenly formed by resonance with the Moontree. Since it’s not properly made, it can’t perform like the Moontree, is that it?’

    “But how do you give whiskey pleasure?”

    Harmon begins to play with Whiskey’s nipples by squeezing and pulling them.

    “Hipp! End! Heuk!”

    Then Whiskey flinched as if hiccupping, and instinctively covered his chest with both arms. But hiding it was meaningless.

    Her breasts, cutely squashed beneath her hidden arms, are toyed with by Harmon’s energy.

    “Ugh… Aha… !!”

    A whiskey that makes you shiver and then completely orgasm.

    Harmon told Undine that he would like to see such whiskey.

    “How did it feel?”

    “Um… .”

    Undine said, recalling the brief moment of being toyed with by Harmon.

    “It was a different, vivid feeling from the signal coming from my pleasure sensor. I thought that if a person feels pleasure, it would be like this.”

    “That’s strange. But… Undine, manipulating you is really tiring.”

    “Is that so?”

    “Yeah. Unlike whiskey, you have energy in your power source, so that’s why. You have resistance.”

    “Resistance… Is it possible for Moontree too?”

    “No way. Compared to Moontree, I’m probably just a crawling ant, but I was able to control you for a little while. You won’t be able to resist Moontree.”

    “That’s too bad. If my power source was next-generation, I would have been able to manipulate energy completely. Then it would definitely help me in the fight against Moontree… … .”

    Harmon patted Undine’s head, looking regretful.

    “It’s okay.”

    Undine feels relief and pleasure as if she is being stroked by Hamon’s energetic hands, just like a dog being stroked on the head by its owner.

    It feels like I’m being petted by a true owner, not just someone registered in the system.

    She closed her eyes without realizing it and focused on Harmon’s hands stroking her.

    “Because you’re already helping enough.”

    “Okay… ”

    When Undine answered with a tired voice, Harmon couldn’t help but giggle.

    This appearance of hers was incredibly refreshing, and it was so different because she didn’t look like a simple machine.

    ‘It feels strange.’

    I feel like I’m getting a little closer to the machine.

    As we spent more time together, I began to grow attached to them without realizing it, and it became difficult for me to view Undine and other humanoids as mere tools… .

    ‘If you react like this, you can’t see it as a real tool.’

    “But, Master.”

    “Huh?”

    “Will you give that power a name?”

    “Hmm. Right.”

    Harmon reached out to his hound. The hound’s back naturally opened, revealing the cube inside.

    Harmon, who had been pulling the cube with his energy, assembled the cubes here and there to create a cone-shaped drone, then spoke.

    “Well, what else can I do besides naming it? It’s a chance.”

    “Is that a chance too?”

    “Moontree is a chance generator. A machine that can control all machines at will… It started as a chance and gradually developed into Moontree.”

    “I see. That’s what it was. Then what was that phenomenon earlier… .”

    “Yeah. Chance, Moontree, and this basement core resonated. So this is also a chance. No.”

    It’s a bit wrong to say that this is also a chance.

    “This is the real chance.”

    The power to truly dominate machines.

    I got my hands on the seed.

    All that was left for Harmon was to slowly grow this seed.

    “But then wouldn’t it be confusing when calling it?”

    “Oh, I see.”

    Harmon thought for a moment.

    Then, when Undine, who was still being stroked by him, opened her eyes wide like a puppy and looked up at him, he said.

    “Handler. Let’s call it a handler.”

    “Are you a machine trainer?”

    “Yeah.”

    “A name that suits you well, Master. Surely, you will rule everything one day.”

    Undine’s flattery made Hamon laugh without realizing it.

    “Ahahahaha! Yeah. Thanks for saying that.”

    * * *

    “Hmm. Is it more efficient to use Chance together than to use only one handler to handle the machine?”

    A handler whose power is still weak.

    To compensate for his meager strength, Harmon used Chance like a bicycle training wheel to guide his handler’s strength, allowing him to more easily dominate the stronger machine.

    While handling the machine like that.

    “Ugh!”

    The blue glow of energy disappeared from Harmon’s forearm, and the machine he was piloting fell from the air to the ground.

    Kuung!

    Harmon looked at the fallen machine for a moment, then looked at Undine.

    “When controlled using only one handler, the control time was 02 minutes 12 seconds. When used in conjunction with Chance, the control time was 08 minutes 03 seconds.”

    “Okay. So roughly speaking, when used with Chance, the efficiency increases by 4 times.”

    Harmon closed his eyes and took a deep breath. As he rested quietly, he felt the energy slowly rising inside his body.

    As blood is pumped out of the heart, passes through the body, and enters the brain, energy circuits in the brain interfere with the blood, generating energy in the blood.

    The blood that has generated energy returns to the heart, and the heart stores the energy generated in new blood and sends it out to the body.

    The blood containing the energy sent in this way sent the energy stored in the handler in Harmon’s arm, and the handler, who received energy like muscles receiving nutrients, began to regain the light he had lost as the energy emptied.

    “It takes 30 minutes to fully recover. Does the recovery time get faster the closer you are to the core?”

    “Based on what I can see, it seems to absorb energy from the air through the scalp and send it to the blood.”

    “The higher the energy concentration in the air, the faster the recovery speed.”

    Harmon nodded in understanding and said as he redirected his energy towards his recharged handler.

    “Can’t we use this energy itself as a weapon instead of controlling the machine?”

    “Energy as a weapon?”

    “Yeah. Just like Undine’s attack.”

    “Your body won’t be able to bear it.”

    “Hmm. Is that so?”

    “Yes. My body also overheats when it handles functions that utilize energy, causing a short circuit. Since you have a human body, there is no way to know what will happen if you use energy directly as a means of attack.”

    “It seems that we need to handle energy stably with a circuit like a handler.”

    Undine nodded vigorously.

    I really hope Harmon doesn’t waste his energy on attacking, as he’s been experimenting with it.

    Even if a short circuit occurs and a part of the circuit is damaged, it can be repaired, but Harmon’s body cannot be repaired. It is also necessary to consider that if it is damaged, the handler will never be usable again.

    “Don’t worry. I’m not that stupid. You know that?”

    Harmon reassured Undine, who was worried, and then dragged his tired body back to his house and laid down on his bed.

    Undine, Whiskey, and the hunting dog stood guard around Harmon’s bedroom, at the window, the bedroom entrance, and the bedside, to protect him.

    A normal person would have trouble sleeping if someone was standing guard with their eyes wide open and towering over them, but Harmon was used to it and fell into a comfortable sleep.

    After Harmon fell asleep, Undine, who had been watching outside the window, quietly turned her eyes and watched Harmon sleeping while concentrating on the changes in moisture outside the window.

    Unlike his usual blunt and mechanical expression, his expression was soft, affectionate, and full of love.

    ‘That’s strange.’

    Undine felt something strange and briefly checked the inside of her body, but could not find anything abnormal.

    ‘It’s strange. Is it because I’m feeling stimulation in a nervous system that doesn’t exist?’

    He is the master I always love, trust, and follow.

    Why is that?

    Undine felt that the loyalty and affection she held had a more vivid life to it than ever before.

    It’s as if he really became a person, believing in Harmon, following him, and loving him.

    ‘It’s strange, but… amazing. Even though it feels strange, it doesn’t feel bad.’

    It was while Undine was thinking like that.

    [Master, it’s time to sleep… First, I’ll report to you.]

    A voice was heard on their communication frequency.

    [Candy, you got home safely!]

    The moment she heard Candy’s voice, as cheerful and lively as ever, Undine smiled and said.

    [Welcome. Are you feeling well?]

    [Yes! No problem! Don’t worry! My loyalty and love for my master are all intact! Because I’m my master’s candy!]

    [Okay. Then, please go to the basement first. I will bring the master with me tomorrow. Please give me a detailed report then.]

    [Yes! I’ll just send you a brief report first!]

    With those words, Undine’s vision was filled with pastel tones, and a report unfolded with Candy’s SD characters running around, each letter not written properly but decorated in all sorts of ways.

    “… … Sigh.”

    Undine sighed without realizing it.

    And, upon hearing his superior’s sigh, Whiskey unconsciously stiffened his body and straightened his posture, standing guard.

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