episode_0009

Hours before the shower was put into the restore, Domi was locked in a prison cell created by the Guldari Guild.

The Guldari Guild initially tried to pressure and coerce Domi harshly, but when they found out that Domi was younger than they thought and was a decent collector, they changed their attitude.

Instead of forcing Domi to work as a criminal and killing him, they decided to make him come under their control.

However, since I was worried that Domi would become arrogant if I stretched out my hand like a horny dog, I decided to treat Domi like a common prisoner before trying to persuade him and sent him to prison.

Of course, Domi himself was completely unaware of these facts, so he was just frustrated, not knowing how long he would have to live like a prisoner in prison.

‘Is Arina okay? I’m worried. Can Uncle Harmon fix Arina?’

Domi fell asleep with such worries.

Choaaaah!

“Ugh?! Huh! Gulp! Phew! Aah!”

I woke up in the morning to a fierce baptism of oil poured all over my body.

“Ugh! Keuk!”

The sea bream, which had a lot of oil in its nose and mouth, looked around while spitting out the oil.

It was a dark time before the sun had set. The prison guards, Guldari Guild members, aimed the hose connected to the underground oil at Domi and looked at him and said.

“166. Get up!”

The boy, now called Domi, or rather, 166, got up in a hurry, looking flustered.

It was hard to grasp the situation, but I knew that in times like these, it was best to just listen.

“Come out! You must be very comfortable in this garbage-like prison, sleeping like a pig! I guess it’s because you’re such a piece of trash!”

The guard who took number 166 out of the prison while insulting him kicked number 166 in the buttocks and forcibly moved him somewhere.

Bus number 166, walking along the long underground passageway under Guldari Village, finally arrived at a place filled with a terrible smell after walking for a long time.

“Ugh… !”

“This is where you will work today!”

It was a treatment plant that processed all the waste generated in Guldari Village.

The smell is horrible, the management is not good, and it is so dirty that any normal person, even someone living in this ruined world, would not want to set foot there.

“Ugh, eww!”

When number 166, unable to bear it any longer, vomited, the guard forcibly pushed number 166 into the sewage and said:

“The drain over there is blocked and the sewage can’t be disposed of! Today, you work here all day long, clearing the drain whenever it gets blocked!”

As he said this, the guard threw a stick.

“Just poke it! Hurry up! What are you doing, you little punk!”

Phage crackle!

As the guard spoke, aiming the electric gun, No. 166 frowned and headed towards the drain, holding the stick covered in filth in his hand.

“Oops, Whew!”

I was walking and then I vomited again.

* * *

In a tank filled with blue liquid, a naked white woman’s body floats.

Her neatly tied ponytail swayed along the gently swaying liquid, and her large breasts also swayed slightly.

Her beautiful naked body, exposed with nothing to hide, was a deadly trap that could seduce men.

A body that has never been shown even to its owner.

But every night, a body that a man had been excitedly looking at.

And now, unconscious, she was still exposing her naked body to the man.

“I see… So this is what it is like here.”

Late at night after work.

Harmon, who came down to the basement, put Chance into the restorer and carefully examined the shower.

We observe and study without hesitation even in places that would normally be untouchable due to the shower’s security program reacting.

Harmon had no hesitation in moving the shower head because it wouldn’t break as long as he didn’t take it out of the restorer, and he had no hesitation in holding it because he knew that the restorer would fix it anyway.

We thoroughly examine the shower and study its structure, even engaging in violent acts that we would never have done otherwise.

The unfortunate thing is that since the function is stopped, we cannot send signals to check the detailed functions and performance of each part.

Although it was a pity, Harmon decided to endure it.

Instead, he studies the shower’s structure in detail, even disassembling its artificial intelligence core to figure out how to hack her.

Thanks to this, after about ten days of putting the shower head into restoration, Harmon was able to fully understand the shower head, down to each and every screw and solder.

There is only one exception.

‘What is this empty space?’

It was an empty space deep within the shower’s artificial intelligence core.

A space that was not left empty for any particular reason, but rather covered in rough scratches, as if something had originally been inside.

I looked into the restoration to see what this place was, but it seemed that the restoration did not restore this place separately.

‘Did the guy who modified it as a pet aim to be here?’

What on earth did you take?

And what was the purpose of modifying a combat humanoid into a pet and even taking it with you?

‘I don’t know. Maybe we’ll find out if we get our hands on more humanoids?’

Questions aside, Harmon’s gestures toward the shower didn’t end there.

Harmon, who had dismantled the AI core, began modifying the shower’s AI core by inserting several mechanical devices into it.

Since there was empty space, it was easy to modify the devices by inserting them, and these devices that were placed inside the shower without her knowledge would help Harmon hack and manipulate her from start to finish.

‘Hmm. I’d like to try other pranks, but my skills are lacking.’

If you touch it wrong, the restoration may go wrong. This kind of trick is only possible because there is empty space inside the artificial intelligence core.

‘Okay. Let’s stop here.’

Harmon, who had stopped playing with the shower and had nothing better to do, started to take care of the junk lying around.

Because it is a place overflowing with such advanced technologies, everything you touch, fix, or break becomes a learning experience.

This was the library and practice room where Harmon studied his skills and knowledge, and it was the opportunity for Harmon to become known as the skilled mechanic he is today.

‘It’s here too.’

While fiddling with what looked like a small drone, Harmon discovered a symbol engraved on the inside of the drone.

A symbol with gears engraved inside the globe.

It is not known whether this symbol, which remains even in Chance, represents a specific group or an individual, but when touching this basement item, I occasionally found a hidden symbol like this.

‘It seems like it’s a personal symbol since not all items have symbols engraved on them.’

How much time had passed since Harmon had been tinkering with the drone, trying to repair it?

The restorer sounded an alarm, indicating that the restoration of the lower body was complete.

“Oh.”

As soon as the alarm sounds, a vulgar smile naturally appears on Harmon’s lips.

As Harmon approaches Restore and manipulates it, the glass of the test tube descends, leaving only the blue liquid of Restore rippling while maintaining the shape of the test tube.

I manipulated it again, and the lower half of the shower head, which had finished restoring itself, was pulled out as the liquid shook.

The lower half of the shower head is properly extended forward, with the back of the thighs and behind the knees supported by liquid.

Harmon, who was watching that, remembered that the restoration was complete and sent a signal to the lower half of the shower head.

Wince!

Then, unlike the upper body that is still in the liquid, the lower body that is soaked in water reacts by trembling.

“Hmm. Hoo. Indeed.”

Harmon tapped the showerhead’s toes with his hand, then wrapped his ankles around them and began to slowly sweep them up.

He passes her firm calves, caresses her beautiful knees without a single blemish or flaw, and holds her plump thighs that are firm yet have enough flesh in his hands.

The smooth yet sticky texture of the delicious skin and the thrilling sensation of the thighs when you bend your grip with force are pleasurable.

Harmon, who gradually spread the shower head’s legs while kneading her thighs that felt like they could be touched for the rest of his life, put his body between the shower head’s legs and placed his right hand on her lower abdomen.

Shudder. Shudder.

When Harmon taps it with his finger, his lower abdomen clenches as if he is tense.

Harmon, who was laughing at that cute reaction, slapped the shower head with his palm.

Unlike Isaiah’s thick, fleshy, and lewd vagina, it is a pretty and well-shaped vagina.

When you open it slightly, you can see the pretty pink flesh.

‘Hmm. But doesn’t the love juice come out? If I put it in without the love juice, I feel like my vagina will rip.’

Harmon, who was playing with her tight vagina that was difficult to even insert a finger into, brought back one of the results he had obtained from this laboratory.

An item called ‘Prostitute Amelia MK.69’.

This is an artificial intelligence onahole with all the latest features.

‘I don’t know who this Amily is, but she seems to really dislike him.’

I don’t know how many of the Whore Amie series were made, but it was clear that the creators made these with malicious intent to insult.

‘Well, it’s none of my business.’

Using the knowledge he gained from watching the shower head being restored, Harmon skillfully opened the lower abdomen of the shower head, disassembled the onahole, and began to connect it to the shower head’s vagina.

The upper body could not be further modified for fear of being damaged if touched incorrectly, but the lower body could be modified while checking its status in real time.

Let’s close the lower abdomen that has been modified like that and send the signal again.

Thump♡ Slurp♡

The shower head’s pussy starts to tremble and sheds fluid.

“Okay. Okay.”

Harmon, who was looking at it with satisfaction, took out his erect penis and aimed it precisely at the shower head.

“Hurray!”

He thrust his penis into my uterus without hesitation, as if he was going to hit it.

“Kooo… ! Fuck… !”

The shower head’s vagina covered the whole body in one breath.

“Oh, oh!”

Harmon couldn’t hold back the pleasure of having his penis hit hard and ejaculated in one breath. The shower’s newly equipped ‘boji artificial intelligence’ that received the semen Harmon ejaculated began analyzing the semen.

A shower with the setting ‘Register the first DNA data received as the owner’.

And the newly equipped artificial intelligence of the Boji.

The combination of these two has created a new setting inside the shower.

Domi, an ordinary owner.

And underneath that, newly engraved information.

Boss: ♡Harmon♡

The shower head’s nipple lovingly wrapped around the master’s penis.

Hug♡ Hug♡