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“Wait, wait. Suddenly sex? What the?”

“Dislike it?”

“It’s not that I hate it.”

“Hehe.”

As Harmon naturally hugged Isaiah, Isaiah smiled brightly and hugged Harmon even deeper.

“Why are you suddenly saying that? You weren’t even interested until now.”

“Harmon.”

“Yeah.”

“Would you believe me if I told you that it was for the reason I was born?”

You have to have sex with Hamon for Isaiah to be born.

“Don’t believe it.”

“Really?”

“Normally, people don’t say “let’s have sex” with such stupid words.”

“Then how do you ask to have sex?”

“Let’s do it because it’s annoying, buy me a meal instead of giving it to you once, something like that? There’s no grand reason for just having sex.”

“Huh-huh. Yeah, that’s right.”

Isaiah nodded, saying he knew, then relaxed all his strength and leaned against Hamon as he spoke.

“But it’s true.”

“Trust me. You’re not the kind of person to say something stupid.”

Isaiah, feeling better about Harmon’s trust, opens his mouth.

“I’m a designer, right?”

“That’s right.”

“Every designer is born for a reason.”

Isaiah picked up the oil that was in a large bottle and drank it down in one gulp.

“When I was born, I had a designer written in front of me, along with a rough history of humanity and why I was created.”

“Really?”

“The first designer was born because of a rich man’s greed. He wanted to revive a dead baby even though there is no such thing as a perfect personality cloning function, so he conducted illegal human experiments.”

Isaiah drank all the oil, crushed the remaining bottle in his hand, and made something out of the pieces.

“They conducted an experiment to melt a human and create a new human using their DNA.”

Isaiah collected pieces of a bottle and made a cat figure, then smashed it with his fist.

“Well, since personality cloning is impossible, the son I created was just another person who resembled my son.”

“Melt a human to create a new human.”

“Where have I heard this story before?”

This was the reason why Isaiah was worried about Harmon’s metal cell treatment, but did not strongly oppose it.

There was no need to worry too much, since she was simply applying the fundamental technology she was born with to Harmon. She was simply adding the technological prowess of later generations to the already completed technology.

“Anyway, the designer was used in many ways after that. However, the technology was lost during the war. Like many relics in this era, it was buried in the rubble of war and disappeared.”

Isaiah covered all the glass shards with another plate of food. Next, she walked from the end of the table to the plate, tapping it, using two fingers to represent a person walking.

“Then, towards the end of the war, a woman named Amelia discovered designer skills.”

Isaiah cleared the dishes. She started making something with the glass pieces again.

“She knew there was a terrible conspiracy behind the war, and that one of its goals was the extinction of humanity.”

What Isaiah created was in human form.

“So she used the Designer to make it possible for humans to re-establish roots on this planet that was already uninhabitable.”

“You can drink oil.”

“That’s right. The dark forces behind the war turned water into oil, so instead of turning oil back into water, she made it so that people could drink oil like machines and survive.”

Isaiah continues to add pieces of glass to the human form.

“Although it is not as good as a machine, it has given them a strong body that will not easily give up, a sturdy body that is not prone to illness, and has made them immune to the radiation that overflows throughout the Earth.”

Isaiah finally created a muscular figure and showed it to me before pointing to himself.

“Finally, I made them have excellent reproductive capabilities. That’s the designer.”

“Hmm.”

“Bored?”

“No. Interesting. Keep listening.”

Isaiah smiled happily and continued to talk as Harmon showed interest in his story.

“Vice. The first designer created by Amiel. The name she had in mind for her son before she lost her husband. She used her own body to give birth to a human-designer hybrid with Vice. ”

“These are the people living in this world right now, the beginning of the new human race.”

“She continued to fight the dark side of war, and gave a mission to the designers she created, the designers she gave birth to, and the designers who will be created in the future.”

“Increase humanity.”

“Fight the machines.”

“Cover this world with the hands of humanity again.”

After finishing his words, Isaiah looked at Hamon.

Her eyes, looking up at Harmon, had an intense and sad light.

“I was born into this world with a mission from her.”

“You don’t like that?”

“If you don’t like it, then do this? I’m happy.”

I was sincere.

“Most people in this world are just born. They are born any way they want because of their uncontrollable sexual desire. There is no value in that. There is no love.”

Harmon nodded.

That’s right. Harmon was also born into this world without any meaning.

And because he hates that, he wants to create his own steel planet in this world.

“But I was born with meaning. I wasn’t born against my will. My parents wanted to give birth to me, so they created me and gave me great meaning.”

As he said this, Isaiah lowered his hand and felt Hamon’s penis.

As she felt the large, heavy shaft and the hot heat, she smiled lecherously and moistened her lips with her tongue.

“My mission is to have sex with men and have babies. And if I’m going to do it, I want to do it with the best man I can.”

Harmon felt a strong will in Isaiah’s eyes, and at the same time, he felt a strong emotion toward himself beneath it.

“That’s why I chose you. The best man I’ve ever seen in my 40 years of life.”

Intense possessiveness. Will. Obsession. Sexual desire. Lust. Love. Trust. Joy.

Harmon, who saw the eyes that were filled with all sorts of emotions, quietly wrapped his arms around Isaiah.

As Harmon’s thick, strong arms wrapped around her, Isaiah relaxed all of her strength and leaned into his strength.

“Hehehe.”

As she smiled mischievously, Harmon smiled back and brought his face closer to Isaiah.

The two kissed quietly, and didn’t stop kissing even when the store clerk brought them additional food.

“Choosh. Chewy. Puhaa.”

After a long kiss, Isaiah’s lips were covered in saliva and he looked up at Harmon with hazy eyes.

The overwhelming sense of accomplishment that his mission had finally been accomplished filled Isaiah’s heart, and the overflowing emotions naturally flowed to Hamon.

The affection I already had for him is growing even more.

“Let me know that I’m the best man.”

“Hehehe, okay! As much as you want!”

* * *

Harmon took Isaiah and headed to his house.

On the way home, Isaiah, who usually just walked beside Harmon, linked arms with Harmon and pressed his chest against his thick forearm, acting coquettish.

She moves around as if she already has a penis stuck in her buttocks, and walks weakly as if she were a weak woman.

Then, sometimes, she would act cute to Harmon, whisper sweet nothings to him, and receive kisses from him.

Even though Harmon was squeezing her butt as if he was kneading it for fun, she didn’t care and instead stuck her butt out as if asking him to squeez it more.

Then, when Harmon lowered his finger and stimulated the vagina between her buttocks, she giggled.

Isaiah, a direct executive of the Guldari Guild, and Harmon, the president of Harmon Maintenance Shop.

As the two walked around so stickily displaying their affection and sexual desires, it was only natural that people’s eyes were drawn to them.

“Yeah, ah. Haa. Your fingers are thick.”

Isaiah’s vagina was tight.

While Undine was slippery and bouncy, Lucky was characterized by a tightness that was crazy, while Isaiah’s vagina felt like gum.

It sticks tightly to the inserted finger, and thanks to the overflowing love juice, the clingy vaginal tissue falls off with a slippery feel.

It was a very delicious meal with the two different flavors coming together in a pleasant way sequentially.

While enjoying Isaiah’s hot and delicious pussy with his fingers, Harmon thought calmly about what she had said.

Harmon’s thoughts were not about the dark forces that had tried to destroy humanity in the past war, nor about the birth of Isaiah.

Just one word. It kept lingering in Harmon’s mind. The name of the woman who created the designer.

‘Amili. Amili. I thought I’d heard that name somewhere.’

As I kept thinking about it, I remembered where I had heard that name.

‘That’s the name of the onahole you just inserted into Undine’s vagina.’

Sure, you said the prostitute Amelia.

‘Ian Black studied machine lifeforms. Did he come into conflict with Amili, who wanted to defeat the machines and allow humans to thrive?’

Ian Black made a series of onaholes under the name of whore Amie.

‘I’ll make you completely on my side by showing you the basement, but I’ll have to keep the Ian Black thing a secret from Isaiah.’

It’s possible that she had been educated beforehand about Ian Black and was harboring a grudge against him.

With his fingers inside Isaiah’s hot cunt, enjoying the feeling of her slick love juice and her tight cunt, Harmon calmly reflected on his thoughts.