Harmon examined the shower that had made him the master of his own household.

    ‘The person with the highest command is a kid.’

    That’s natural. Harmon was just registered as the owner of the Onahole by chance, using the system that was added through modification.

    ‘But now that the brat is gone, he follows my orders.’

    So the first thing to do was to do whatever it took to get the shower and the sea bream far apart. Luckily, that was easy with Isaiah’s help.

    ‘Isaiah can just use the excuse of helping me as an excuse to take the kid and leave.’

    In the meantime, you can completely finish hacking while preventing Domi and the shower from meeting.

    ‘The problem is that this year’s AI is feeling uncomfortable.’

    The position of Master Boji, which originally did not exist.

    In addition, as he regained the functions of a combat-type humanoid that had been taken away, he seemed to feel a gap between the memories remaining in the artificial intelligence and his current self, and he was always focused on processing something.

    ‘I don’t know why, but I don’t remember being made into a pet by anyone.’

    That’s why it must be strange to remember yourself fighting helplessly with Domi without a single weapon.

    That’s why I feel a disconnect between my memories and my present self, and I’m spinning my head trying to deal with it.

    It’s a confusing situation even for people. Even if it’s highly complete, it’s bound to be even more confusing if it’s an artificial intelligence that makes decisions based on a set program.

    If it were an old-generation AI, not an advanced AI like a shower head, they might not have agonized over it so much, but would have just considered it an error and moved on.

    It was both a negative consequence of advanced technology and a great opportunity for Harmon.

    ‘If you do this well, you can change your memories with Domi to false ones.’

    It’s not like Harmon hacked and changed it.

    The shower’s brilliant AI is automatically changing its correct memories into errors.

    If that happens, Domi will be reduced to a piece of trash that he took around with him after modifying her as a pet and ruining her combat abilities.

    ‘Not bad.’

    This is the most perfect way to get rid of sea bream and showerheads.

    “Is there anything wrong with your body? I tried my best to fix it.”

    “Repair… Are you talking about that?”

    “Yeah. I don’t know why, but the functionality was completely destroyed. The system itself was changed from being used for combat to being used for pets.”

    “Ah.”

    Harmon naturally used her past to create a relationship between himself and the shower.

    “Do you remember? Your master, that little girl, brought you here to be fixed.”

    “I remember. And… ….”

    at that time.

    “The Lord Boji ordered me, yes, me… to clean.”

    At that moment, Harmon’s heart sank.

    It was a memory that had been buried in the gaps of artificial intelligence using all sorts of tricks, and it must not be discovered by the shower.

    I remember hacking her and playing with her.

    ‘Fuck! That’s fixed!’

    It’s ruined.

    The moment he found out about the hacking, it was clear that the shower would turn against him. Thinking that way, Harmon closed his eyes and waited for his impending death.

    “As the master of the house, you gave me the order… I cleaned my whole body.”

    “… … .”

    The moment he heard those words, Harmon realized.

    Memories of hacking into her camera and overlaying Domi’s image over her own, making her think of him as her master.

    If that had disappeared, the shower’s memory would still remain as a memory of Harmon calling him “master” and following his orders.

    And now he is registered as the shower’s owner.

    The superior AI thought about the cause and effect and very naturally concluded that ‘Hamon was registered as the master of his secret from the first time they met.’

    ‘…Fuck!’

    Harmon quickly figured it out and clenched his fist.

    ‘Nice! I survived!’

    I was lucky. I was really lucky.

    I had no idea that playing around with the shower head by calling it “master” would help it this much.

    “Yeah. That’s right.”

    Harmon suppressed the urge to raise his fist and cheer at any moment and spoke to the shower again.

    “When I was getting my maintenance done, I noticed something strange on your body.”

    “I see.”

    “That’s why I brought you here with great determination. This restore can fix all your errors. It can even restore all your lost parts.”

    “… … .”

    As Harmon spoke, knocking on Restore, the showerhead looked at the blue liquid it had been in just a moment ago.

    The blue liquid that had originally filled about half of the test tube was greatly consumed during the repair of the shower, and now only about a quarter of the entire test tube remained.

    “… … .”

    The shower, which had been looking at it, looked at Harmon again.

    An item that can restore all lost parts. It is not difficult to guess how valuable it is in this ruined world.

    To use it for yourself. And that too from a person who wasn’t the master who picked you up from the beginning, but who became the master of your possession from the middle.

    ‘Hmm.’

    The shower, which had calmed down any remaining sense of wariness or discomfort in Harmon, gave him a small smile.

    Harmon, who saw that smile, smiled happily.

    Shower, who had opened her heart to Harmon a little more, told her own story, unlike a little while ago when she had just quietly listened to the story.

    “I am a combat humanoid.”

    “Yeah. I know.”

    “But somehow in my memory, I was moving as a pet. Do you know anything about this?”

    “When I first met you, you were a pet.”

    The shower nods.

    “But while I was doing maintenance, I realized that there were a lot of scratches on the inside of your head.”

    I package my memory of frequently opening the shower head to try to hack it like this.

    “Upon closer inspection, something was missing inside your AI. There was an unidentifiable empty space. It was strangely filled with scratches, as if it were prepared for heat generation.”

    “That means… … .”

    “Someone intentionally modified you into a pet and stole what was inside your head. Even Restore can’t restore that. It must be a more advanced technology than Restore.”

    Someone modified him and took the precious things inside his head.

    Shower nodded in understanding as he sorted out the situation and marked the unidentified culprit as the top enemy.

    “But.”

    Then the shower head said something that had been bothering him for a while.

    “This is Ian Black’s lab.”

    “Huh?”

    “I have never actually met this person, but this is inputted as basic common sense in my head. He is a historical figure from the old days.”

    “Ian Black. Ian Black. Is this Ian Black’s symbol?”

    The shower nodded when I showed it the symbol that I had discovered by chance while walking by.

    “I see. It’s Ian.”

    For a moment, the thought crossed his mind that the name sounded like something that would be used to describe the main character in a novel, but Harmon brushed that silly thought aside.

    “He seems to be quite famous.”

    “The first person to fight against the anti-human virus that was eroding the machines.”

    “What the heck is the anti-human virus?”

    “A virus that causes machines to react hostilely toward humans.’

    “Ah.”

    It was only then that Harmon realized why a man named Ian Black had created such a thing as Chance.

    In order to fix all kinds of things infected with viruses, you have to study viruses. And to do that, you need a tool that can open all things and access the system.

    Harmon uses it for maintenance, repairs, and hacking tools.

    ‘I will use it well.’

    After briefly greeting Ian Black, Harmon showed the shower a view of the basement.

    “I’d like to remodel this place into a better place for you to live. Is there anything you want?”

    “Aren’t you going to take it with you?”

    Harmon nodded to the shower’s question.

    “I want to be careful because if they find out you’ve been fixed, the guy who broke you might come back.”

    “Okay.”

    I figured that it was unlikely since the necessary items in the head had already been taken, but the shower, like a loyal humanoid, prioritized its owner’s opinions and judgment over its own.

    “I’m happy with anything you give me, Master.”

    “Is that so?”

    After that, Harmon started clearing out the heavy debris in the basement along with the shower and cleaning it up, and started to decorate it into a decent living space.

    ‘Where should we clean up the little brat?’

    * * *

    “Flora. I’m so busy I could die.”

    Isaiah, who met the guild leader Flora, sat in front of her while teasing his friend.

    Flora looked annoyed at her friend who was teasing her calmly, then nodded in agreement.

    “I feel like I’m going to die.”

    “If you hold on, it will get better.”

    “I guess so. But what, you want to talk about Harmon again?”

    Flora, who knew that Isaiah had been talking to Flora more and more about Hamon recently, snickered and asked.

    Isaiah shrugged, his gaze quickly averted at the playful question.

    “No, and you misunderstand.”

    “What’s the misunderstanding when you confessed that you even brought a humanoid?”

    “You must be wrong.”

    “Okay, so what’s going on?”

    “I’m thinking of going a bit far this time, so please give me someone to go with.”

    “Hmm.”

    Flora is lost in thought at Isaiah’s words.

    “Relics?”

    “No. Explore.”

    “Then I can’t lend you much. Who do you want?”

    “Lend me a sea bream.”

    “Huh?”

    “I heard he’s been training as a guild member these days. If he had a hoverboard, he’d be able to travel around the wilderness quickly.”

    Flora nodded, saying that made sense.

    Domi’s hoverboard was such a good piece of equipment that I wanted to kill him and take it from him.

    However, at a time when the Guldari Guild was starting to expand in earnest, there was no need to show such a tyrannical side and damage the loyalty of the guild members, so he gave up.

    “Okay. I’ll tell Domi. When are you going?”

    “3 days later.”

    Three days later, Isaiah took Domi and set out on a journey into the wilderness, not knowing when he would return.

    And so, Harmon faithfully used the time that Isaiah had given him.

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