"What a pitiful girl."
I muttered as I watched the young girl be enclosed in a tube.
She cannot open her eyes, cannot move her lips, and needed help for her heart to beat.
I've been tasked to see if she can even live. In my opinion, we have to give her rcy. What can she do even if she's alive now? Does she even know what's happening to her?
"Professor, we have the results!"
"Tell ."
I nervously replied even though I have retained my composure on the surface. It has been a difficult month. We kept trying to know if this girl is even alive and finally, we decided to scan her brain activities for any responses.
"We have already confird that she's alive based on her bodily conditions. Now, we have also confird that she is not in the state of any comatose since she's consciously responding to stimuli."
In other words, she's been this whole ti... but why is she not moving?
It's very strange but it's not out of our expertise. We have only begun to treat her.
"Let talk to her."
My assistant imdiately gave a device that will transfer my voice into the tube of liquid.
"Hello, can you hear ? My na's Iero Koss. You can call Professor Iero... if you can."
I looked at my assistant and he gave a thumbs up. there's a strong possibility that this little girl can hear .
"Do not feel fear, we will not hurt you in any way. Rather, we are here to treat you."
I walked up to the screen and found her heartbeat increasing. Is she scared? Or is she excited that soone is talking to her?
Whatever it is, it ans that she can understand .
"You can feel, right? I know you can feel."
I gently spoke.
"Follow everything that I say, okay? Feel your body. Feel where your arms are... your legs... your head..."
There was no response as I look at her floating body.
"Now, feel your eyes and open them."
But of course, there was no response. Still, I was not disheartened. Just her heartbeat and brain activity alone is a great success...
Days passed and every single ti, I have tried to communicate with her.
"Don't worry, we are here to protect you and cure you. If you can open your eyes..."
My eyes widened. I didn't expect it at all but we have established eye contact.
"Hi..."
I waved, hoping that she would recreate my movent.
But soon, her eyelids closed again.
It was brief but it was progress!
...
"This is where your heart is. Slowly, feel them. Softly and gently, pump it."
I pointed at the drawing I've prepared for her.
It's been a month already and she's now aware of her surroundings. But before she can talk and walk, she needs to get out of the capsule... and to get out of the capsule, she needs to keep her heart beating, her stomach working, and everything else that should be working automatically.
This is the price for her power...
"Professor, critical! Her heart contracted past its limit!"
When I saw her face contort to a frown, I felt my heartache.
"Don't worry, Dehian... we are here to keep you safe. As long as you're here, you will imdiately be healed."
What I said is the truth. Inside the capsule, she will be healed given enough ti. We have to try again. I hope that she still tries to pump her own heart even after experiencing that pain...
Fortunately, this girl's a genius, and teaching her had been easy.
Three months or so have passed, Dehian is finally going out of her capsule. She had been training and keeping her automatic system had beco a habit for her. Even if she's learning other things, her heart is still beating, her stomach working, and everything else. That's why she needs to get out soon. With her stomach working again, she will feel hunger. She needs to eat real food.
At first, she cannot even chew her own food. But after a few tries, she gulped her first food.
"Prowewor!"
Dehian proudly smiled at as she pointed at her mouth. Did she just try to call Professor?
Hahaha, this is the cutest girl I have ever t.
In just a blink of an eye, two years have gone by. She's now ten years old.
"Dehian, you know how to walk now, why still want a wheelchair?"
"But if I walk on my own, Professor will no longer be there."
"Silly girl, do you just think of as so sort of servant? Even if I don't need to push your wheelchair, I will be here."
"Hehehehe!"
Her every laugh is the most precious. Before I knew it, I treat her as my daughter I've never had.
"But still, I'm not walking!"
"I guess I have no choice but to be your servant, huh..."
One night, my assistant talked to for help.
"Professor, can I do it?"
"About the boy? You can do it. I believe in you. And won't you be having your second child soon?"
"Ahaha... yes, I will."
"Congratulations, Milliv!"
I'm truly happy for my assistant. For all the years he had endured, I hope he will be happy.
"Yes, Professor but that's why I'm scared. What if sothing happens to her?"
"No, we have everything under control. Dehian is growing stronger."
"I hope so..."
I leaned back with a worried expression.
"Say, Milliv, isn't the na Dehian a little harsh?"
"Ah, well, it's just a project na. We just got used to calling her that acronym."
"Hm, it's a cool project acronym but as a na. I don't think so. So maybe... I'll call her Iesa Hun?"
"P-professor?"
Milliv shyly turned his head away which made laugh but I didn't show it.
"It's a good na, Milliv... really."
"But... is that alright? Wouldn't that pose a problem?"
"As you know, she's too young to rember anything. As long as we don't say anything then everything will be alright."
"The only exception is the Ancient."
"Hm..." I nodded, "That's up to fate. The Ancient does everything for the good of the world.. But all I ask for is when that ti cos, everything will be alright and the children can live normal lives, especially her."
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