"Show yourself, you coward!"
Yukio’s hand turned into a sharp dagger, he detected a movent in the rooftop of one building, then he rushed to that person. His infra-red eyes could see in the dark, although this person didn’t have body heat, it still had a core machine running in its heart, aning that it was indeed an android.
Yukio’s sharp dagger missed when the android used a propeller and launcher herself back to avoid the attack. Yukio’s dagger stabbed the air, then the android used a handgun and shot on Yukio’s shoulder.
Yukio’s shoulder created a tough shell to protect his body from harm. For a mont, Yunyu was amazed by the technology that Sakuma implanted on him. He didn’t even think about a tough shell, but the biochip imdiately reacted by creating an impenetrable tough shell on his shoulder.
[It’s amazing! I feel like there is no biochip at all in my body. My body will react naturally!]
Yukio rolled on the ground and then shot the android with the sa energy bullet. This ti, the energy bullet hit the android’s abdon. But it missed her heart, which was the main fuel of her energy. The android tried to run away, because she was not built for close combat. But Yukio pinned her down with his extre speed, and then intended to trace the assailant, the master of this android.
He had the feeling that it was Sakuma, because this android was really high tech with a strong weapon. But there was no sign of Sakuma blackened by anything. In fact, his Fateter slowly increased unknowingly.
[I don’t think it’s Sakuma, why would he attack so suddenly?]
[Pupa: Perhaps jealousy?]
[We’ve only t once, and I haven’t even romanced him yet.]
[Pupa: But his Fateter is already 35%.]
[True... but if he has a good sense of justice, he wouldn’t hurt soone without reason.]
Yunyu and Pupa were discussing the possibility, and then he tried to take the android’s heart to trace the origin of the creator. But before he could rip the android’s heart, there was a warning coming out of her mouth, "Initiates self-destruct in 3...2..."
Yukio imdiately flung the android’s body to the air and turned back to avoid the debris.
BOOM!
A small explosion was heard on top of the building. It was already late at night, but the sound of the explosion alerted many people. Many apartnt rooms turned on their light and checked from the window. In the matter of ten minutes, the empty office building where the sound originated was surrounded by police cars.
Led by Chief Mamoru Ito, they break through the building and rush to the rooftop to find the cri scene, but once they arrived on top of the building, there was nothing except tal shards scattered around.
Mamoru almost fainted as he thought that Amano-San died fighting the assailant, but he suddenly got a ssage from a new number.
*I am alright. But I need to recover, I will tell you when we can et again.*
Mamoru was relieved that Amano-San was alright. Amano-San was his idol, and the man he was in love with for years since his first ti being admitted in the police force. And he persevered until he beca a chief because he wanted to uphold the sa justice that Amano-San taught him before.
*Tell if you need sothing, I hope we can et again soon, Amano-San.*
Yukio smiled at the ssage and slept peacefully until morning, he wanted to et Sakuma again after four days of doing vigilante work.
***
Sakuma was busy looking at the monitor, he was busy deleting any traceable data about Android Number 7, Stealth Saya in his database and around the city surveillance. He didn’t want the police force to find out about Stealth Saya either, because it would bring him more trouble than harm.
"Master, it is my fault for giving a hasty suggestion," Sakuma’s AI was floating around him, and then said, "Yukio Amano is proven to be too physically talented for this technology. Master, should we do a self-destructing sequence?"
"No," Sakuma said, still giving his attention at the monitor, "He is a perfect creation of mine. I need him for my plan, besides... I’ve been thinking about having a companion myself."
"Do you want to make Yukio Amano your companion, Master?"
Sakuma nodded lightly.
"Do you want to make Yukio Amano your lifeti companion, Master? If not, I shall find a replacent once he breaks down," the AI asked once more. For this question, Sakuma hesitated, he switched the view in the monitor to see through Amano-San’s eyes again, but it was all dark.
This was the sign that Amano-San was sleeping as his brain went on reboot, but Sakuma could hear the sound of Amano-San’s peaceful breath. It was like an ecstasy for him, he imagined himself sleeping beside Amano-San, sharing their warmth.
Truthfully, Sakuma always longed for the warmth of humans, his life had been surrounded by cold tal machines for too long. But whenever he rembered his trauma with humans, he would puke, he would lose his calm and acted like a pathetic loser he truly was.
Thus, once he set his eyes on Amano-San, he would not let go. At least, even if it wasn’t a lifeti companionship, he wanted to make sure that he had soone by his side for a while.
"You don’t need to find another person for a while, Amano-San would be enough, temporarily," Sakuma said, "Find all data about Mamoru Ito, find his weakness. For now, inject with that Influenza virus, make it look natural."
"Confird, Master."
***
The next morning, Yukio opened the transporter and pressed the button to turn on the transporter. He entered the transporter and in a flash, he was already in Sakuma’s lab. He looked around, but found no trace of Sakuma.
The female androids still function normally as maids, but usually Sakuma would be sitting in front of his computer.
One android maid approached Yukio and said, "Sir, Master Hoshino is in his room, he has been sick for three days already."
"Sick?" Yukio was surprised.
"Yes, I will show you the way," the female android led him to a room farther from Sakuma’s lab. It was a room with a wooden door, which was a bit rare in this era, when everything was steel.
When the android maid opened the door, Yukio saw Sakuma was covered in sweat. His face was red, and he coughed a few tis. Yukio frowned and sat at the edge of the bed, he touched Sakuma’s forehead, "You are having a fever."
Sakuma jolted as if he wanted to avoid Yukio’s hand, "P—Please don’t touch , I’m scared of..."
Sakuma coughed a few tis again. He looked very weak.
Yukio seed to have forgotten about his suspicion with Sakuma. This guy had been sick for days, he could barely take care of himself, let alone sending an assassin android to kill him and Mamoru.
[Sigh, I feel guilty for accusing him.]
Pupa felt sothing didn’t connect well, but it held its opinion until Yunyu realized it himself.
Yukio sighed, and then wiped Sakuma’s sweat on his face with a handkerchief gently, "I will take care of you."
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