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After standing still and watching for a while, Elysia had a serious expression on her face, as if she was contemplating a problem that put the lives of countless people at stake.

“Ha. How should I play with this bitch from now on? I’m already tired of beating her with my bare hands and feet, and I’m not sure how long she can hold out if I use tools… If she breaks in the middle, it’ll be difficult in many ways… ”

…As you can see, the seriousness of facial expressions and the seriousness of the actual matter do not always match, but the instructor who is the object of the play with the attitude of ‘playing with it’ as the basis is not going to go around looking for a mouse hole that is not there, but rather put his or her head on the line. He buried his head on his shoulder and covered his chest with his arms, preparing for the end.

Even if the neck is okay, I don’t know why they cover the chest when there’s nothing to see anyway.

“Whose body are you telling me you’re going to play with! My body is not a toy you can play with as you like! Don’t think I pierced my hymen with a wooden baton and got some perverted tattoos on my cervix!”

The screams of the person who was driven to a fate more miserable than that of a death row inmate facing the Last Supper, that is, a fate similar to that of a chicken being forced to die to become an ingredient for the food on the plate set at the Last Supper, were truly heartbreaking.

As a human being, a death row inmate is guaranteed the right to be tried with a lawyer, and can eat every meal until the sentence is carried out… but he is selected as an ingredient for the food served at the Last Supper and lives. No one cares about the tears of an animal that has lost its life.

“Kayaak! Don’t take your clothes off! What if I get naked here and run into someone else?”

“That’s none of my business. Is your life a mess, is my life a mess?”

Buuuk-!

Rather than gently removing the instructor’s clothes or giving her a chance to take them off herself, Elysia violently tears off the uniform, which is not made of a very loose material, with both hands.

Even at the moment when the instructor, who went through a rather noisy process and was stripped from the top and bottom, exposing her nipples and clitoris with perverted earrings (piercing rings), and her limbs were tied to the frame, there was not a single person who heard her screams and was willing to run to her aid. .

“It seems like we’ve been hanging out almost all the time since returning to school… How on earth did you prepare this form? No, more than that, how did you find out that this soundproof room was installed in the school?”

I didn’t encounter anyone else while walking to the soundproof room. Even if it was a coincidence, I had never noticed that a space like this existed on campus even after spending several months with Elysia, so I couldn’t help but ask about it. There wasn’t.

“Daa~ I can tell, Paula~ Our good child is in danger, so just stay a little distance and watch what she is going to do from now on~”

…I didn’t achieve much success because I didn’t have the intention to sincerely answer the person who submitted the question.

“Chii… Anyone can tell I’m a child… I’m not a child, I’m a mother carrying a child in my womb and taking care of two children who are already out in the world…”

I muttered to myself, but did not continue the argument for too long. Instead, following Elysia’s recommendation, I stepped back and sat down on the maternity seat near the wall… No, it was just an ordinary leather chair, and this wasn’t any subway or bus. There are expressions like seats for pregnant women.

Anyway, I decided to sit on a chair and observe the situation.

I don’t know exactly what it is, but seeing that they have already prepared a frame to tie the limbs in the soundproof room, it is clear that they are trying to do something quite dangerous, so I must take care of my body’s safety, even if it means taking winter into consideration.

“Sa, please help me… Please just save me… Lord, I don’t want to die… Is there anyone there…? Please…anyone…please save me…”

I, who was once almost threatened and raped by an instructor, was helplessly dragged into a soundproof room out of public view and looked down at the instructor up close, tears streaming down his face as he was deprived of the freedom to move with his legs spread wide apart in an M-shaped position. , I have experienced a phenomenon where even when I sit and watch from a distance like this, I do not even have the slightest sympathy.

If I were to give a name to the emotions that are currently in my heart… relief, composure… well, to that extent?

‘Whew, I’m so glad it wasn’t me who climbed onto that scaffold.’

A feeling that comes from the fact that from now on, it is not me or my family who will be treated badly, but a completely unrelated third party.

After a while, as Elysia borrowed Hannah’s help and brought various tools and placed them near the mold, it turned out that what I felt was not a vague expectation, but an accurate prediction of the future.

“Hmm? These tools… are magic engineering tools I made, right? I remember there were more things to experiment with, so I didn’t disclose them to people or report them to higher-ups…”

A feast of familiar tools.

As the person who created those tools, I realized that Elysia was trying to create a homunculus.

‘A clone of a completely different concept from the clone of the original world, created by replacing the nucleus inside a fertilized egg. Looking at the instructor tied to the frame, it looks like they are planning to create a homunculus based on the instructor’s genetic information… They experimented with creating a homunculus in an unexpected place.’

For a moment, I thought I should stop this, just a little… but my instinct as an engineer to test the safety and performance of the engineering equipment I designed stopped me.

I have never specifically asked Elysia to conduct such an experiment, but I have no reason to decline as long as I can obtain data from human experiments (the expression ‘living experiment’ should never be used) before revealing the homunculus to others.

“I don’t really feel like explaining the experiment to the test subject from now on because it seems like a villain who explains the terrorist plan to the hero and then makes a grand exit… but since this is my first time making a homunculus, I’m just giving a briefing. Shall we all listen to Hannah’s explanation? Hannah, let’s get started.”

“Yes, master.”

“What…? What did you just say…? Homunculus? Why is that suddenly…”

From top to bottom, the instructor’s remarks were made while they were on the scaffold in a raw state, although he never once said that it was okay to use Elysia’s, Hannah’s, and his own bodies as test subjects.

Now that I think about it, the last time we played at the beach, Hanna played the role of a nurse for a while, but today, Hanna is actually assisting as a nurse in creating the homunculus that Elysia is performing as a doctor. It’s so authentic.

“Everyone here probably has a general idea of what a homunculus is, so let’s skip the explanation of the concept and get straight to the point.”

“Oh. Good good. The sooner you tell the story, the better.”

“From now on, we will remove the arms and legs from the test subject whose limbs are tied to the frame. Even if you do that, there are fixtures on the torso, neck, and face that securely attach them to the frame, so the test subject will never come loose. We will take magical measures before amputating limbs, so the test subject will not die from excessive bleeding.”

Wow, what kind of limb amputation goes into making a homunculus. Hannah is amazing in many ways because she can give such a cruel explanation without even changing her expression.

According to Hannah’s subsequent explanation, there is no need to remove the body and limbs of the target individual when creating a homunculus, and with advanced technology, it is possible to create a fully functioning homunculus based on the genetic information extracted from even a single strand of hair. They say it can be done.

“Then is there a need to cut off the limb?”

Elysia pointed out the part I wanted to ask. Of course, Hannah answered willingly.

“When extracting genetic information, the entire scalp tissue is naturally more advantageous than a single strand of hair, and limbs are more advantageous than scalp tissue. If you remove all of the limbs and extract the genetic information, the resources and magical power required to fill in the empty parts will be reduced accordingly, but even with advanced technology, there is bound to be a limit to creating a homunculus with just a single strand of hair.◦@ ◦

In other words, if one person is 100, the area of all limbs added together is 54. It is easy to reconstruct the missing 46 based on the genetic information extracted from this, but even expressing it as a decimal point is embarrassing, so one person can be created with genetic information extracted from a single strand of hair. Creating a is bound to be a tedious task.

Even if advanced technology is used, it is only ‘possible’, but the efficiency is extremely low, so by 21st century standards, it can be considered as difficult as a warp engine, which is theoretically possible.

‘The magic engineering equipment I created far exceeds the technological capabilities of the 21st century, so wouldn’t it be much less difficult than trying to develop a warp engine in a 21st century civilization?’

After all, what do you do after cutting off a limb and getting a chunk to extract genetic information from?

Insert the lump into the nutrient solution tank and cultivate the body of the homunculus. At the same time, inject a special liquid into the anal hole of the body bound to the frame to excrete the personality on its own, and then add the coolly excreted personality poop into the completed body!

“Ta-da~☆ Homunculus! Wan! castle! That’s it. What do you think? Was there any part of my explanation that was difficult to understand?”

“No, your explanation was perfect, Hannah. The scientific principles of creating a homunculus can be explained so easily that even people in the liberal arts who are of no use to this world can understand it. Do you think it would be okay to quit being a maid and become an instructor?”

“No, even if it’s a joke… don’t say that. I feel the greatest joy in my life from serving my master and hostess.”

After completing the explanation, Hannah’s embarrassed appearance after receiving Elysia’s praise did not show any sense of guilt that comes from committing an evil act that reduces a human being to a sacrifice to a homunculus.

I’m the one who doesn’t stop those two, but if I were to be in a position where I had to conduct such an experiment myself, I would have some hesitation… Should I say that there is no such thing at all?