Chapter Index

    The gift was delivered successfully, but it wasn’t returned right away.

    “No problem? The movements are immediate and the sensations are incredibly detailed. It feels like a real hand… ”

    [But you’ve got an arm that you haven’t had for a long time, right? Even if there’s no problem when measuring in advance, there might be some stuttering when you actually use it.]

    A special number given to Daerasajeo. Much effort was put into the senses and movements. There is no problem with the function itself.

    [Try to move it big]

    “Um, um… um… ? Oh, definitely. ”

    If there’s a problem, it’s on the user’s side.

    Pavabak! In an instant, two fists struck the air. The trajectory was disrupted. The soldier with a mysterious expression ran around the underground in a complicated manner.

    “It’s a bit awkward, just like the priest said.”

    The movements of the Erasajeo who stepped back and returned were slightly unsteady.

    It is not a feeling of uncertainty. The power of observation is detecting certain errors.

    [Because time has come and gone, you have adapted to the one-armed state]

    “Ah… I guess so. With just one arm, the center of gravity would take up a lot of space.”

    [The distribution of power is like that, and the manipulation of horsepower may have changed a bit due to the newly established circuit. For a close combat job like a private, even a small error can be fatal, right? I think it would be better to check here and move on.]

    “Yeah, it’s just like the priest said. Ahh… It’ll take some time to get used to this, right?”

    [Um… maybe?]

    That’s usually the case, and Daerasajeo will be the same.

    In the past, I also made a mistake at first when I first put on the Guardian’s Proof. But I was soon fighting the twin-headed dragon.

    ‘Because if there was an error, I corrected it right away.’

    The power of observation detects all errors.

    He fitted it with his previous correct movements and modified them to the optimal movements for the number on the spot.

    It wasn’t difficult because there was a magic friend and an all-rounder.

    To begin with, most battles with the twin-headed dragons took place in the air, so errors were not blatantly revealed.

    “I’m going to get dusted again by the teacher while adjusting this… ”

    The grumbling of the prosthetic hand. However, a smile of anticipation and enthusiasm is spreading across the corners of the mouth.

    [Hehehe, give me your right hand for a second]

    “Huh? Here.”

    I also smiled and opened the subspace. I took out what I had, held it with both hands, and slowly placed it on the hand on the right side of the private.

    “Paltosi?”

    [Hiding it with magic is good, but this is also convenient]

    Actually, it’s not just a simple arm sleeve, it reaches up to the shoulder, and the hand grip is like an all-in-one glove… Anyway.

    Daerasajer blinked and looked around at his right arm, which was wrapped in a black sleeve that covered his prosthetic hand.

    The original color is dark blue. The texture is similar to porcelain, like the proof of guardianship.

    [Of course I did, but if you feel uncomfortable, you can take it off. Well, there’s no need to hide the truth…]

    “… No, it’s not uncomfortable. As the priest said, the number is pretty so there’s no need to hide it, but this is also good. ”

    When I hastily added this in case it was awkward, Daerasajeo waved her hand with a sly smile.

    “Since you’re already giving it to me, can you give me the other side too?”

    Instead, he asked for one more arm guard and wore it on his left arm.

    [Why do you only raise your left arm to your forearm?]

    “Priest, this is what fashion is. Huh? There is a charm to this irregularity. ”

    [?]

    [question]

    “Oh, put a question mark in there.”

    I heard a fashion philosophy that I couldn’t understand in the middle, but I couldn’t understand the English.

    [Then let’s make some rough adjustments this time]

    “Ah.”

    After shaking my head, I grabbed the priest’s right hand. The priest, who was examining the right hand, shuddered.

    I tilted my head.

    [Private? Why are you like that?]

    “… No. Um, where are we going this time?“

    His right hand stiffened for a moment. But soon he slowly started to wiggle it and grabbed my hand.

    Still, it seems that sensory synchronization is still awkward.

    [Just follow me for now]

    First, I thought of a basic solution to that. I smiled faintly and grabbed the officer’s arm.

    .

    .

    .

    Erasajeo blinked as she followed me quietly.

    The interior is dark. However, there are many brightly colored lights, and small, bouncy sounds can be heard.

    “Arcade?”

    The destination was an arcade. Unlike the previous world, most of the devices were magical, but the overall distracting atmosphere was similar.

    “Why here?”

    I looked inside and saw Erasajega looking back at me with a puzzled face. It seemed like she still didn’t know what her intentions were.

    [Seeing is believing, try it yourself]

    I approached the device near the entrance.

    A device that looked like a kiosk. After tapping the screen a few times, the background turned black and soon a circle appeared.

    They are colorful and come in all different sizes. The scores are written inside the circles.

    Boom! The abandoned circle started to shrink and burst like a water drop. Immediately after, another circle appeared.

    For your information, since it is a super-powered device, it is difficult for ordinary people to keep up with its speed.

    The circle is so tiny that it’s hard to press with your fingertips, and the water is incredibly small.

    “Aha. This kind of game?”

    An intuitive progression that can be understood without any explanation. The teacher’s eyes lit up as if he understood my intentions.

    [If you’re going to check it out, why not make it fun?]

    “Wow, priest. I was once the king of the neighborhood game room? If you take me lightly, it’s difficult. ”

    I stepped aside slightly and stood in front of the low-priced device, smiling confidently.

    ‘Can you be confident?’

    I don’t know the truth about his past as the king of arcade games, but if he’s a superhuman at the level of Sajeo, I’d be confident in his physical abilities and senses.

    Especially because your senses will be sharp due to the influence of thunder.

    -Tadadak!

    As if his confidence was not groundless, his fingers moved like lightning and made circles one after another.

    The score at the top of the screen shot up rapidly. The speed was so extraordinary that the eyes of those who had been pretending not to notice opened wide.

    “… … ”

    However, Daerasajeo’s eyebrows furrowed. Although she was moving her hands quickly, it seemed that she was feeling the difference.

    -Thump

    “Ah.”

    Even now, a mistake has been made. It is a small mistake. It is just a mistake that narrowly misses one out of hundreds of circles, but it is a mistake that can cause a big gap.

    “Eight… It’s been a while, so my skills have gotten a little rusty.”

    The game ended quickly. Daerasajeo’s score was the highest score ever recorded.

    However, he realized that he had made many mistakes and turned his face away, whistling for no reason.

    [That’s right. It’s been a while, and it’s my first time wearing a prosthetic arm. I guess I’ll just get used to it.]

    “… When you say that, I feel ashamed to be the one making excuses, priest… “

    Since then, I’ve been wandering around arcades and enjoying various games.

    First, in order to confirm the sensory synchronization of the Daerasajeo, only superhuman devices that require physical ability and senses were selected.

    “It’s been a while… Is it because it’s been so long? It was more fun… ”

    [That’s fortunate]

    [Haven’t you gotten used to it enough to notice it?]

    “Yeah, it won’t take as long as you think.“

    As a result, by the time I got to the arcade, my movements had become quite smooth. I had shaken off some of the awkwardness of synchronized sensations.

    “Thanks to the priest. He points out the awkward parts exactly like a pair of tongs. It seems like your perception is very detailed. Doesn’t your head hurt? ”

    [I’m used to it now, so it’s okay. I’m also reducing the burden by filtering out unnecessary information.]

    In fact, now it is more of a format to process and preserve information as the power of knowledge rather than leaking it… Anyway.

    [Should we go in now?]

    “Yeah, I guess I can go back slowly from now on. Ah… When I go back, I’ll start adaptation training again in the evening… ”

    [Hehehe, I’ll be doing other training next to you… Eat a hearty dinner and work hard]

    “Go eat a lot and digest it first… Ah.“

    The head of the store was shaking, and the store owner opened his mouth. The store owner’s gaze was directed to the convenience store and the ice cream refrigerator outside.

    Daerasajeo gestured in that direction.

    “Shall we each take a bite of ice cream?”

    […yes]

    [great]

    I picked out each ice cream and bought them.

    I like the long orange flavored ones. I like the banana milk flavored ones.

    “Oh, I can still feel the cold.”

    She touches the ice cream wrapped in a wrapper. She opens the wrapper while making a noise. She then takes a bite of the ice cream in her mouth.

    [… … ]

    I also opened the ice cream. I touched the cold air in my hand with a strange expression, then opened the lid and put it in my mouth.

    -Tsk, tsk…

    Since I had no expectations, I wasn’t disappointed. I sucked on the ice cubes as if I was eating ice.

    -Whoosh…

    [?]

    -Huh?

    The cheek that had been blankly shaking became stretched out. The culprit was Daerasajeo. She was holding my cheek with her empty right hand while holding an ice cream in her mouth.

    [Why are you like that?]

    “Why are you so sullen? Does the ice cream taste bad? Should I change it?”

    [… No, I’m eating well and refreshing]

    “Hmm, really?”

    Daerasaje tilted her head. But even though she answered back, the hand that was stroking her cheek did not fall.

    “… Priest, your cheeks are so soft.”

    [Is that so?]

    “Yeah, it’s so warm, it’s like rice cake… ”

    Instead, he comes down and caresses my cheek as if he were grabbing my chin.

    Daerasajeo looks down at me with a strange expression. She repeatedly rubs her cheek as if savoring the feeling of it through her prosthetic hand.

    -Mumumum…

    Because he kept pressing on both cheeks, he held the cheekbones that were about to pop out while wiggling them.

    In this case, it would be easier to get away from his touch, but I didn’t feel like doing that.

    It’s nice to have your cheeks rubbed in the first place, and since it’s Daera’s house.

    ‘I am a private…’

    There is a kind of homogeneity.

    The Master’s disciple. Although he sometimes gets jealous when he’s young, he’s also friendly with others because they basically have a sense of kinship.

    I have different feelings.

    Sympathy? Compassion? Same kind of feeling.

    I don’t think my past was a happy one, but I think it’s better than Daerasasajeo.

    Daerasajeo also lost his family in an accident and was living alone until he met his teacher.

    But then again, an accident happened and he lost his arm like me, and was thrown into the hell of the underworld.

    He must have lived his life alone for several years, yearning for an invisible hope.

    To be honest, it is a past event that I cannot help but sympathize with.

    “Huh? Daera?”

    It was at that moment. As usual, while everyone around her was paying attention, a woman suddenly spoke to Da-era.

    Cadet uniform. Light green decoration. He was a first-year cadet. Daera Sajje tilted her head and pretended to know.

    “Aila? Are you done already?”

    “Isn’t it almost time for everyone to finish? By the way, your… arm… ?”

    “Ah, this? Um… I had some circumstances, so I ended up doing this.”

    A woman blinking while staring at the prosthetic hand of Daerasajeo. Aila… First year… Aila Karnil.

    He’s a student on the memorized student roster. He was in the first year’s spring class, and it seems he’s become close enough to have a conversation with Daera Sage.

    “Ah! I was wondering when you’d get it, and now you finally got it? By the way, the person next to you is… ”

    Ayla, a woman who was clapping her hands, turned her eyes towards me, which she had been trying hard to avoid.

    ‘Since he’s my friend, I guess I should say hello first.’

    I spat out Nanchuchuba and said hello.

    “Ah, this is my private… No, my private. Lee Ha-yool. But he’s my second-year senior.”

    -Bam

    I tried to hand it over. I pulled her towards me. I intercepted the timing when Erasajeo was going to say hello.

    “It’s already over? But I’m just about to go back to work. Shouldn’t we talk about it tomorrow?”

    “Ah… You just put it on, so you must be tired. Sorry for holding you back. See you tomorrow?”

    “Okay, go in carefully.”

    Aila swallowed her regret. After a while, she glanced at me for a moment and then carefully turned around.

    Daerasajeo was the same. She turned around while still holding me in her arms and walked in the opposite direction.

    I tilted my head as I was dragged along.

    [Sir, aren’t you my friend? Wouldn’t it be better to at least say hello?]

    “Uh uh… I’m not just saying this, I’m really tired. And I guess there’ll be another chance next time.“

    [That’s true, but…]

    Tired? I tilted my head. With Daerasajeo’s stamina, it’s not like he’d get tired after playing just a few games.

    “By the way, priest.”

    [yes?]

    Suddenly, Era Sajeo looked down at me. When I raised my head, Sajeo patted my cheek and said something to me.

    “In my opinion, priests should be especially careful with people. Don’t follow someone who offers to buy you ice cream.”

    [ridiculous]

    […I’m not a little kid who cares about flyers]

    “Oh, you should listen to what the private is saying.”

    [Phew]

    Got my cheek grabbed again.

    [It’s absurd…]

    “What absurdity, ask people around you. They’ll give you reasonable advice, right?”

    Is this kind of treatment appropriate? It can’t be…

    -Ha-yul, even if someone asks you for help, you can’t just follow them, okay?

    -Please, if you ask me to make something for you, don’t give it to me right away. Okay, promise…

    -I think the baby is very tender-hearted, so he will listen. Don’t ignore it…

    [Let’s go back quickly]

    “I thought about it and it was right, right?”

    [… That can’t be true]

    “Wow, I can feel this is a lie.”

    Erasaja grabbed my hand, which was shaking. It was my right hand, a prosthetic hand that I had made myself. I made a complicated expression at the solid feeling.

    ‘I still don’t have the ability to restore your arm to its original state…’

    As time goes by and I grow more, I will be able to return it as a real arm.

    With that determination, they held each other’s firm hands.

    ***

    [Player Compensation System: Favorability]

    Lee Ha-yul → Daerae Celeste

    ●●●●●●○○○○(67▶68/100)

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