I spent a lot of ti in the bunker, at first Ryuuji called a lot, but over ti the calls decreased and then he stopped calling, and even when I called him he didn’t answer anymore.
So I deduced the worst, Ryuuji died in the first 3 months, so in the end my fate was to be locked up in this place, so I focused all my effort on training the movents of my body.
It was really very difficult, at first just moving the hand was already difficult, but over ti my range of motion increased a lot.
And with that after 1 year I began to start moving without problems and now that I could move I started to train combat, and I did this using my mories of a magical girl and videos from the internet.
Using the combat mories I had and tutorial videos, I started a daily training routine to pass the ti, the focus of the training was to learn to fight, the loneliness wasn’t very cool either, I don’t have anyone to talk to.
So I had to find ways to manage to pass the ti without really letting the loneliness and social isolation affect .
The robot doesn’t talk, it just does basic general things, fortunately the food is good, although a lot of it is canned stuff, there’s also real food since there are fruits like waterlon, strawberry and grape that were planted here.
So there are fruits and there are also vegetables that don’t take up much space and that the robot takes care of, it happens that the bunker is very large, full of things, since there are so many things I tried various activities to try not to care about the boredom.
As I started walking and moving, I ended up deciding to research the internet about rituals and things related to death and even tried to do so, which ended up not generating results mainly because I didn’t have the resources to do it correctly.
After all, certain resources in this bunker are limited, and I can’t just go around destroying things to try to replicate these resources.
So it ended in failure and I gave up on that part, focusing on following the news from the outside while training to be able to fight and defend myself, of course being isolated didn’t change the world, everything continued the sa way.
So training beca a real focus in which I was very determined, and although at the beginning of the training I had so fear of damaging my arms and legs or hurting myself, I ended up going through with it.
And incredibly it gave a lot of results, now I can fight reasonably well, as a magical girl the focus was more on attacking with strength and speed, although I had so fighting technique it wasn’t much.
But still it was enough to make superior to an average person, and testing this strength I was able to break a large ripe waterlon with just one punch.
My punch burst the waterlon and if soone has enough strength to break a waterlon with one punch, then that sa blow to a person would cause serious damage.
The waterlon has a hard shell, but inside it’s softer and full of liquid, which helps dissipate the impact. The human body, on the other hand, has bones, muscles, and internal organs that can suffer serious injuries from a blow of that intensity.
If a punch like that hit the head, for example, it could cause a concussion, skull fractures, or even imdiate unconsciousness. In the torso, it could break ribs and even cause internal organ damage.
So I can ensure that I can defend myself from ordinary people, of course I understand that a large part of this strength ca from the fact that my arm is harder than tal and extrely resistant.
But it doesn’t take away my credit, since I still need to strike with force, although I got a little worried about punching a waterlon and this injuring my arm and dying of infection or sothing like that.
Fortunately, the arm apparently absorbs the impact, preventing the silver disc from receiving the impact of what I do with my hand, so from a certain force it no longer puts pressure on my arm.
Which also ans I can safely kick hard, and I tested that and bent an iron pipe used in certain things like for gas lines, there were so extras and I tried kicking with so confidence.
And in this case I was afraid the leg would end up bending, denting, breaking or disconnecting, but none of that happened, it seems my limbs were made of a very powerful material.
And the IM-type connection is extrely powerful to the point where out of curiosity I tried to pull the leg and it didn’t move an inch, of course this could have gone very wrong and hurt , curiosity is really sothing dangerous.
I also discovered that the control AI’s energy base on the nervous system has a rechargeable battery that is powered by the energy generated by my movents.
So I don’t have to worry about my limbs suddenly turning off and thus stopping moving as long as I keep moving the battery will recharge, I just hope this battery has a very long lifespan.
So the years went by peacefully, I never received another call from Ryuuji but Guilher never showed up either, so I guess I had so luck.
There was just one thing that bothered a lot, the loneliness filled with dissatisfaction and longing for human contact, with that I had to satisfy the lust I had in so way.
I who inherited a pretty high lust and great sexual dissatisfaction ended up just getting worse in this regard since I was alone without anyone to help with this part.
And the way to try to solve the sexual dissatisfaction was masturbation, which practically beca an addiction since if I wasn’t doing sothing I would be feeling lonely and there is a limit to what I can do on the internet.
Because apparently Ryuuji modified the phone, so I can’t interact with the outside world in any way, I can only see what’s happening on the internet, and the second cell phone can only call Ryuuji who never answered again.
It got to the point where I was so lustful that I tried to masturbate with various things like certain vegetables with questionable shapes, like eggplant, carrot and I also tried to use cucumber.
Of course I feel a lot of sha for having done this, and for also having used other things like the corner of the table and the vibration of the cell phone tied to a hairbrush using the cable as a vibrator.
And I even tried to use sothing harder and longer, but I gave up because I realized I was losing to lust, so I tried to contain myself more and masturbate less, or else I would end up becoming an idiot who only thinks about pleasure.
I also only managed to bla Ryuuji, he didn’t leave any sex toys in this bunker so I had to do all these embarrassing things with vegetables and household items.
And I may have, hypothetically speaking, even tried to ask the robot to help , but the robot didn’t understand and just ignored the request, which I’m grateful for because thinking about it the idea was very stupid.
Fortunately, ti passed "quickly" and now I’m 38 years old, and I must say that I aged like fine wine because my god the hot woman I’ve beco, when I look in the mirror I can only see a busty MILF type temptress.
Unfortunately, it’s in the mirror, which makes uncomfortable because I’m so beautiful and that will only draw attention, at least I know I can break soone’s bones if they try to ss with .
’Maybe I’m a superhuman now?’ I think like an idiot as I stare at the exit door, it’s been 7 years, so the door can open at any mont and I can leave.
And I know where to go, I’m going after my son, I missed him while I was in the bunker, of course my affection for him is not the sa as Shizune’s in this world, it was obviously reduced.
But I still like the kid, although in my mind I can’t really consider him "my" son, since he was born from this body, but it wasn’t who was here, so I don’t consider him 100% my son.
He’s more like an adopted son that I got attached to, of course I’m also going after him because I need money and help to live, thinking this way it seems a bit wrong that I’m only going after him for money.
Which in theory would make a terrible "mother" who only goes after her son for money.
But the fact is that I don’t know if Guilher is still after , fortunately he never found the bunker because Ryuuji never ca to this place, although Guilher could hack the cell phone with the internet he didn’t.
And the reason is obvious, he doesn’t know which cell phone it is, without knowing which cell phone I’m using, it’s impossible for him to hack it, he would first have to find out which is my cell phone or my internet to then do that.
So I think he probably thinks I’m dead or in another country, so I can go after my son to have money, housing and stability.
I’m already 38 years old, I’m not old, but I’m not young either and for sure the governnt thinks I’m dead since no one knows I’ve been hiding here, so help is essential.
Of course I tried to think of how to break my curse, but in the end it all cos down to magic or sothing like that, and this world unfortunately doesn’t seem to have it, or if it does, it’s extrely hidden.
So staying on this path there’s not much I can do, I just hope anxiously in front of the door.
’I hope it opens soon...’ I want to finally see the sunlight after 7 years, my pale skin certainly needs a little sun, and I urgently need contact with real people instead of talking to a robot that doesn’t respond.
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