episode_0027

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“Is this really the end? Is there nothing more?”

“Yes! Congratulations on passing. Hyunwoo Kim!”

The skin treatment medical license issuance process was completed surprisingly quickly.

There was no particular reason why I went to Sky City’s license practice test center in the morning.

The treatment center where I suddenly got a job was actually receiving support from the Hero Association, which is no less powerful than a brainwashing villain organization, so if I left it as is, it was clear that I would also be dragged down as a criminal.

I had no choice but to survive.

He simply took over the Hero Association, which had no employees, as a reward and as a request to avoid harming the heroes who had only put their names on the Megacorp Hero Association to use the online request site.

Before the Megacorp Hero Association split up, all I did was share a personal hobby with Supreme Fox, who already knew that it was a place that gave bad ending flashback scenes as much as a brainwashing villain organization.

We stopped the brainwashed fighters who had been reprogrammed with the association’s employee program and had a light chat until the security team arrived.

When asked by Supreme Fox that he still didn’t know why smartphones were called the strange term “communication terminals,” he explained that it was because unless you were a technician, if you touched the computer mouse, it would explode.

Even when I was investigated as a whistleblower, the investigators were so curious that I asked why I had been working as a porter when I could use computers.

Just being able to hold the mouse and turn on the computer seemed like a greater ability than I could have imagined.

Naturally, the topic moved from the computer technology certification exam, which involves holding the mouse firmly and making sure it doesn’t explode, to the skin therapist license.

I didn’t have to tell you why I brought up that topic in the first place.

Supreme Fox, who had completely immersed himself in the role of A001, a member of the Megacorp Hero Association, even asked if he had to wear the activewear he had taken off.

Also, when the fox beastman, who was infatuated with A001, was ordered to disguise himself as Supreme Fox, he said, ‘Yes… Yes…! master!’ Although I answered yes, it was because I was wearing latex panties lifted up just enough to be barely noticeable.

A001 pulled the underwear just enough so that the tip barely touched the clitoris.

I changed clothes carefully so as not to obscure the logo of the Megacorp Hero Association, which was well pressed onto the secret area covered with adhesive oil varnish.

Of course, because the association turned off the power to the escalator that goes up to the ground, some strange scenes were recorded, but I didn’t care because it wasn’t comparable to Sky City, which already has countless secret fetish clubs.

It looked a lot different than when I first saw it, perhaps because the self-justification that I couldn’t do it as Supreme Fox but wasn’t ashamed to do it as the association’s property was over.

Perhaps because he wanted to show others the barcode pasted on his inner thigh and the logo sticker pasted on his chest, he changed his gait by lifting his thigh high even though it was not made of the association’s white metal floor tiles.

Even the appearance of standing still had changed, as if the heroine had taken the bad ending route.

The white tail that had been gently swaying in front of the reception desk when I first wanted to experience brainwashing was no longer there.

As A001, who is proud to be managed as the association’s property, it was calmly attached to the waist, like the lower abdomen naturally sticking out.

The president of the association, whose decision was not shown, was approached by a fox with an obvious intention, saying that since it was a test that only required holding the mouse, he could take another test on the same day.

He is A001, a member of the Megacorp Association. However, he acted as if he had returned to Supreme Fox again until the security forces arrived, who had no idea when they would arrive.

They secretly searched for the location of the exam center on their smartphones and even shared information that if they were Sky City citizens, the test fee would be exempted.

I was shocked as I stared at the A-list hero, who had asked to have his identification number and barcode engraved on me, but had been refused because he did not have a license. In an instant, his face turned bright red and he turned his gaze to the side.

When the security guard returned, he was either ashamed of himself or decided to stick to his role as A001 again, but he played ‘Supreme Fox’ well, so there were no unexpected events.

It’s not bad to get a license, and it’s free… Sky City’s A-class hero. The moment I got the idea that I could legally engrave a barcode and identification name into the underbelly of a Supreme Fox, I was sold.

The idea occurred to me that I could engrave a tattoo-like imprint on the shiny skin of a little fox who had completed a full-body hair removal treatment on my own that would remain forever unless I specifically erased it.

The direction of the gaze was the thigh of a fox beast with a fake engraving engraved on it.

As if he was embarrassed, his tail and ears rose slightly and he used his hand to once again cover the area that was already covered by his activewear, but he slowly put his hand back to its original position.

I accepted the offer of Supreme Fox, whose intentions were so obvious that I briefly stepped away from the role of A001, and entered the testing center in the morning.

The queue was incredibly long because it was a practical test to see if you could really run a skin treatment clinic, rather than going into a classroom and solving a theory test.

-iced coffee. Microphone test. This is a test.

-First of all, let me tell you, Humanoids are prohibited from being brought in.

A Sky City official only spoke a few words through a loudspeaker, and the queue of people ranging from beastmen to angels to thick-tailed dragons was cut in half.

Humanoid is a thing. A low-level robot created to serve humans. Although mechanized labor, which can be considered a high standard, partially recognizes human rights, it was not said for that purpose.

This was a message given to applicants who brought Humanoid, a permanent lease-type, fully-dependent contract type that is treated as an object, just like a watch worn on an arm.

If you were planning on passing the practical test using Humanoid, which has a skin clinic program installed, it was a warning to leave immediately.

-Of course, communication terminals cannot be used. It’s useless since I blocked the WiFi.

-But don’t even think about capturing it and looking at it!

-Check your belly button and the back of your neck before you start! You should also remove the technical data chip!

Unlike before, when voices of agreement were heard over the fact that something other than oneself was taking the test, this time there was a protest from Android and cyber implant users.

They had been preparing expensive data chips that could use the technology while inserted into the cyber implant port.

The line was cut in half when they announced that they could go in after it was permanently fixed so that it could never be pulled out again.

Even androids with human rights recognized were kicked out when they were told not to even think about going online and to use local data. Even after all the people remaining in the test waiting room were assigned, there were still seats left.

The content of the test was to submit the finished product in a testing room prepared just like Sky City’s skin treatment center.

It was a process that combined all the general services provided by a skin treatment center, including ‘treating’ a wrinkled gray rubber plate to look like smooth, shiny flesh-colored skin, then erasing and re-engraving the faded barcode.

Deleting the barcode is something that should be done to customers who have successfully purchased themselves and become free androids. The opposite is true… Nanomachines are used as adult products in Sky City, so there was no demand.

Although I had no skills to use status windows, chemicals, or operate the mechanical device that passes electricity through a rubber plate coated with varnish, I had no problems taking the test.

While other test takers displayed cloud-shaped speech bubbles above their heads indicating that they were operating a device, I simply sprayed the medication according to the instructions on the label, placed it in the capsule tank, and pressed the button to send the current.

That was the end of it. Thanks to being registered as a citizen of Sky City, he is still known as ‘Kim Hyun-woo.’ I received a plastic card with ‘Skin Treatment License’ written on it.

As Supreme Fox said, the computer proficiency test was completed faster than the skin treatment license.

The expressions on the faces of the test takers who entered the test room were serious, as if this test would decide between Humanoid, which had only slightly better performance, and a mechanized labor company where human rights were at least partially recognized.

I had to pass this test and then pass the next one, but I understood that it was a test that would determine whether I would be shipped to Humanoid, which was nothing more than a fixture, or whether I would graduate as a mechanized labor history specialist from a mechanized labor history training academy.

“……Can I go?”

“Ha…congratulations on passing! Hyunwoo Kim!”

“Beer…already? I haven’t even done half of it yet?”

The test takers were wearing protective gear that increased their resistance to explosions and were holding the mouse and pressing each button on the keyboard next to the supervisor who had even taken out a shield.

Instead of doing the same, I turned on pinball on the spot. I flipped the keyboard over, pressed all the keys at once, and received another plastic card.

The exam ended earlier than expected, so I returned to my home/workplace, Megacorp Hero Association.

The only difference was that a new association employee was standing in front of the reception desk of the high-tech themed entrance room, where no one was supposed to be, with his hands on his hips and a businesslike smile on his face.

It was the spoil of an operation that was successful with the help of an A-class hero at the request of A001, who wanted to be used as a fixture of the association, and with the tacit permission of Supreme Fox.

Of course, I didn’t feel any emotion or anything there. It was natural that the loot was an object, not a person.

It was natural since they were literally using association staff units to reprogram brainwashed combatants.

There was information that brainwashed combatants were occasionally seen, but it was clear that it would have been impossible for them to escape with their physical ability, which almost turned them into a hive of blood in the easiest dungeon.

Tiring!

A notification popped up on my smartphone that someone had used the escalator going down to the Megacorp Hero Association.

There was also information that they had come down to the main entrance room.

It was an alarm sent from a headset ‘installed’ on an association employee.

I thought the A-list hero, who said he was going to get a skin therapist’s license and would come back around evening, came in early like me.

I don’t know if it would be accurate to say that he would visit rather than return, but from the perspective of A001, whom Supreme Fox had fallen in love with, it seemed right.

As soon as I returned, I continued to operate the ‘imprinting machine’ installed at the association, and in the process, I filled in each consumable myself, so I was so tired that I wanted to fall asleep, but I went out to the reception desk.

The person standing in front of the reception desk was neither a pure white fox beast nor the first member of the association.

“Underground escalator…white floor. It’s really white metal… Yes! Mr. Hyunwoo Kim?”

“Yes. Me?”

“Wow….I’m so jealous…but congratulations! You’re really jealous!”

They looked like courier delivery workers, but they were wearing Sky City government employee ID cards.

For some reason, job satisfaction seemed to be high enough to be compared to that of police officers who were plagued by accidents every day.

“I would like to check one more time, but are you Hyunwoo Kim, the interim president of the Megacorp Hero Association?”

“That’s right….right?”

They confirmed it verbally, but after kindly asking them to show their ID cards, they began to compare each registration number one by one.

I looked at the hologram on my ID card and checked twice to see if it was really me. He was a civil servant whose smile did not disappear from his face even though his work was tiresome and difficult.

“And you are also a free citizen of Sky City?”

“…….”

I thought if I stimulated my brain a little more, something would come to mind… but nothing came to mind.

More precisely, it felt similar to the bad ending that happens when the female protagonist in a fantasy world discovers a strange ancient ruin…

The CG image did not come to mind.