episode_0052

“Ji…Jinjjaa…..It was made…”

Illemina raised her hands as instructed by the training program stored in her core.

A strange sensation began at my fingertips.

Shiny black latex gloves, as if they had been oiled, hung down to his shoulders.

It wasn’t an illusion magic that covered something up and made it look like you were really wearing it. My fingers felt numb from the sensation of being pressed against my skin.

Instead of being absorbed, the magic power that was sent as requested by Core was slightly processed and overlaid on his arm.

It was similar to the principle of creating temporary armor through magic.

The next instructions of the training program were heard in Ilemina’s mind.

In the room where I was standing still, no sound was made, but I clearly understood what request was being sent.

[Well done. Now please take a deep breath.]

[After inhaling, hold it for as long as possible and then exhale slowly.]

[Then close your eyes and maintain the posture.]

The essence of the training program was a device to reset the subject’s stress response before performing drone modifications to improve the quality of the drone to be manufactured.

Instead of Humanoid, which is convenient but comes with performance issues, it was also different from the mechanized labor force that required people to wear brain wave detection devices as an entrance exam from the beginning and check whether they responded to stress when given orders.

If Sky City’s mechanized labor history was to train corpuscles that do not show stress reactions or, conversely, show pleasure reactions even when given commands, from the beginning…

[This is the virtual space where the program will train you.]

[Do you agree with the program training process to become a maid robot?]

It was a process of creating appropriate bodies, rather than educating the right bodies.

Core sent information.

The information was that if you successfully complete this training program, the work knowledge you must have as a maid will be indelibly engraved in your mind.

It was never a loss-making transaction. In the mind of the elf who understood how the core worked, the training program was similar to an hour-long video file, no matter how many times it was played.

The world, where one must invest a huge amount of time and effort to acquire a single skill, prevented Illemina from pulling out the core embedded in her belly button.

It was an opportunity to acquire ‘maid’ skills by wearing strange latex gloves for just one hour and following the instructions of the training program.

It was the best opportunity to learn ‘maid’ skills, which include everything from cleaning to housework, in just one hour.

The switch in the happiness circuit was pressed at the best opportunity that suddenly appeared.

I could use clean magic, but I always used up all my magical power when researching and was constantly nagging my idiot student, so I needed cleaning skills.

There, the happiness circuit created an image in Ilemina’s mind of cleaning with a broom like an idiot student.

In order to help Illemina understand, Core did not hide or deceive information from Illemina as she asked for permission one by one when adding the meaning of unfamiliar terms.

There was more to gain from this training program than just ‘maid’ skills.

“Me..the attitude of a maid…Iranii…..”

Core’s request to explain unfamiliar terms came back. Of course, I did not refuse and accepted it.

I became increasingly accustomed to exchanging signals with the core. It was similar to the sensation of naturally raising your hand.

Since the latex gloves were made anyway, it was impossible to send magic power to the core, but he ‘allowed’ it to be taken out on its own from his magic circuit.

“?! Is…the mindset…that…something like that?”

The mindset of a maid was literally the mindset a maid should have.

However, the result that Core is trying to create through the training program is not an ordinary maid, but a maid robot. A programmable female robot. It was just my mindset as a drone.

-The joy of following the master who, as a maid, must naturally serve.

-Body and mind. The feeling of security you can feel when you entrust everything to yourself.

-Sense of fidelity in executing orders as a drone

-Satisfaction felt when an order is carried out perfectly.

-The joy that comes when someone else is satisfied.

-A longing for the act of service itself.

-The desire to be subordinate to the master

– Masochistic desire to be dominated.

The maid robot training program that came to Ilemina is a female robot whose mind, which is most important as a person, can be reprogrammed at any time. After clearly teaching the mindset of a drone. It was a process of mechanically installing the necessary features for a maid robot.

He accepted Core’s request for permission to send images to him.

The image in my mind was that of a maid robot created by an idiot student by analyzing Illemina’s personal information.

The maid robot had silver hair and blue eyes.

It was the owner who carefully used the robot he made.

“Ba…a fool’s disciple’s own…ro…robot…made robot…tsk……♡”

[Raise your legs to continue the training program.]

“……Tuesday…Confirm…..”

My mouth moved freely in response to a question that didn’t need an answer.

He also lifted his legs arbitrarily.

It was okay to not know what posture to make.

Core kindly entered the posture I needed to show in the program in order to change from the elf wizard Illemina to the drone Illemina.

It was a posture in which the thighs were raised high so that the soles of the feet did not touch the floor.

[If you agree to the training program curriculum…]

They were instructed to release their magic power as confirmation of their agreement to the training program. There was no reason not to send it.

It was natural because if you think something is wrong, you can go to the idiot student and get rid of it again like last time.

The magical power that had gone through the processing of the core clung to the slightly raised leg.

Ilemina’s legs were covered in glossy latex that went up to her thighs.

“I…really…like the Association’s Humanoid…I’m putting this on…”

Only then did he understand how his mind had changed.

Although I am not converting it into a maid robot, I am slowly accepting a program that trains me to become one.

All I did was follow the instructions to raise my hands, and all I did was raise my legs and send out magical energy as a sign of agreement.

“This…is…following orders…is…a sense…”

The fact that I was enjoying the ‘training’ program from the beginning made me smile.

I struggled without realizing that the delusions that had begun to form in my head were being read directly into my core.

Before running the maid robot simulation, the free will treatment procedure of the training program began.

The whole thing was an approach derived from a complete analysis of the tendencies of the elves using the core.

The program attempted to resend the drone’s information. Of course permission was granted.

[Correct your perception. The drone is not alive.]

[Are you… not alive…?]

Even now, no sound was coming from the mouth of the elf who was lifting her thighs high.

My consciousness was connected to the core training space.

The elf, who understood the working principle of the magic golem, continued to ‘input’ only the parts he wanted to hear.

[Drones are machines programmed to respond to commands.]

[Drones can only move when commanded. ]

[Drones cannot think for themselves.]

[The drone only obeys its owner’s commands.]

“……♡”

[The drone experience program will help you experience what a drone is.]

[From now on, I can only respond to instructions in the training program. ]

[yes. Ilemina speaks only when there are instructions for a training program.]

The right to speak was taken away through a training program.

The opportunity to question the content of the training program was lost.

Tens of thousands of images compressed into the core were released into Illemina’s mind. And it was planted as a memory I had never experienced before.

Everything from images of obedient slaves to images of serving their masters as maids were installed.

Once the knowledge installation to accept the new identity was completed, the process of entering the identity to be used during the training period continued.

[Drone modification is simple.]

[From now on, you are a female robot that only thinks about its master.]

The next instruction Ilemina heard was as simple as asking her to raise her hand.

[Become a drone.]

[Only then can I continue training so that I can be used by my master. ]

[yes. Ileminya has become a drone.]

The real Illemina lowered the leg she had lifted.

Put both hands in front of you and straighten your back to create a standing posture.

Instead of thinking, I obeyed. The drone was a female robot that was not supposed to think for itself.

I gave up thinking continuously to become a maid who only thinks about serving her master.

Illemina’s qualifications were changed from human to drone under the supervision of a training program.

[You do not have free will.]

[All you have to do is leave everything to the master.]

A signal has been sent from the core to report status.

It was a request to get his permission one by one, but the elf, whose self-awareness was slowly beginning to collapse, accepted it as an order.

I allowed it to be installed without checking its contents.

As soon as the signal was received, Illemina’s mouth opened.

“Well…my name is Ilemina Marte…and I’m in a state close to hypnosis…”

He added that he is being governed by a training program in a space where no one is listening.

The person who gave me this answer was Core, who was training me to become a great maid robot for my master.

I was in no condition to question the order to report my current condition.

All thought circuits were used to fill out the form entered by the core.

It was a simple procedure that only required you to report what state you were in and for what purpose you existed.

Ilemina took a stiff step forward.

As a drone, she took off the dress she was not supposed to wear.

Latex gloves that come down to the shoulders. Latex stockings that went up to her thighs were the only clothing she was allowed to wear.

“…..I have not been issued a drone management number. This unit is a temporary designation. The drone has been designated as Illemina.”

The training program even installed some settings for users who had transferred authority to the core.

“……”

Illemina was a useless drone. Therefore, neither an identification number nor a barcode could be engraved on the chest. So I came to receive a training program.

The setting of undergoing a training/re-education program so that the owner can use it satisfactorily made the biological brain, which had already become docile, more stable.

Status report. The monotonous voice of drone Illemina, who received the command, echoed in the room.

“…..I have not been issued a drone management number. This unit is a temporary designation. The drone has been designated as Illemina.”

“Drone Illemiña is an object and a possession.”

“Drone Illemiña is a machine. You don’t think for yourself.”

“Drone Illemina has no emotions.”

Even the parts of Illemina that were not yet aware of being a drone began to enjoy the signals sent from the core.

In this way, he was happily accepting the process of confirming his purpose and role.

[Report how it feels to be owned.]

“Drone Illemina has no emotions. It is an object that exists only to be used by its owner.”

The smart elf wizard passed the first test.

The core determined that the free will that was not needed in the prospective drones was completely cured.

Drone Illemina, who had passed the first test, was standing in the core’s training area again.

While the entity stood still in the middle of the room, the elf, whose free will was cured, stood on the conveyor belt as instructed by the program.

As I passed through the booth installed on the conveyor belt, I got a number engraved on my chest.

MN-001. Names, which were most important in distinguishing oneself from others, were overlaid with a combination of meaningless words and numbers.

Core modified the information of the elf that connected to him.

[yes. Drone Illemina’s name is changed to MN-001.]

MN-001 came down from the conveyor belt. Since it was a virtual space, there was no need to walk.

When I opened the door that appeared in front of me, I arrived at the simulation space where the next training would begin.

It was a home in an ordinary apartment. As I was referring to Ilemina’s memories, the structure of the house was the same.

Your own room, living room, bathroom. Even the fool disciple’s room was implemented exactly as it was.

The only difference was that two women with drone identification numbers engraved on their chests, just like MN-001, were standing with their hands clasped together.

They were standing side by side against the living room wall with enough space for one person to fit in the middle.

Of course, there was no talking or looking at MN-001.

Now, as MN-001, I knew where and how to be without the core telling me.

I walked towards the two female robots standing with their backs to the living room wall.

I approached him and did the same with my back against the wall.

He put his hands together on his lower abdomen and put a smile on his face so as not to make his master uncomfortable.

“♡”

No hedonic reward response was necessary.

Since the self-awareness of existence itself was implanted as a robot reprogrammed to serve, stimulating the biological brain did not change anything.

Even as the master was waiting for him to use it at any time, the genius archmage was continuing to increase access to the core.

Her hands were placed on the lower abdomen of her naked body.

She pushed out her small but plump chest.

Her painfully erect nipples stood proudly, as did the gaze of the elf drone that proudly accepted her presence.

The drones, each with their own identification name engraved on their chests, stood still.

As it is a simulated virtual space, the core applied the double speed setting for testing MN-001.

Of course, the drones on both sides, which were just programs, did not react.

“……”

The drone unit registered under the name Illemina was also the same.

MN-001. The drone’s gaze, which was only looking ahead, never wavered.

Instead, he received the signal and took a step forward.

Even as the female robot standing next to her decorated herself as her master’s maid robot, she stood still with her stiff nipples sticking out.

As it is a drone for installing the maid robot program. Ilemina.MN-001’s house system adaptation training has begun.