My uneasy premonition was spot on.
Thinking about it, it was only natural.
After all, I was the only one who could communicate with the sphere in Han Seori’s eyes, so in the end, to conduct experints on the sphere, my cooperation was absolutely necessary.
Still, it wasn’t an experint where Han Seori’s eyes rolled back, and she numbly cut off my arm, burned , or shot sothing cold at like before… so my jelly was comfortable.
Even now, she overlapped her hand on top of mine and placed it on the sphere… doing so kind of cute experint.
I wonder if she thinks sothing will change by doing this.
…It just feels like she’s trying everything that cos to mind.
“Hmm~ Hello?”
Han Seori, who had overlapped her hand on top of mine and placed it on the sphere, muttered with an interested expression.
…as if saying, “talk to , please.”
My jelly wobbles at her behavior, which seems cute even when doing sothing a bit childish.
I think it suits her, maybe because she’s pretty.
After watching Han Seori talk to the sphere in that state for a while, I felt a bit sorry for her.
As soone who could understand the sphere’s words… I knew that even if the sphere understood Han Seori’s words, it would deliberately not react.
Would a being that openly calls others an ‘inferior species’ bother to respond?
…But I didn’t want to tell Han Seori that fact.
Although I felt a bit sorry for her going through trial and error… I couldn’t predict how Han Seori would react.
Well… considering what I’ve seen of her so far, there’s a high possibility she wouldn’t take it seriously.
But who knows.
Actually, I had never seen Han Seori deal with other anomalies.
Even when her focus was slightly off with , she looked at with eyes that seed to cherish sothing precious.
She only showed an interested gaze towards the sphere… I didn’t sense any particularly strong feelings.
However, these days, a bitter expression flashes across her face from ti to ti… but I couldn’t understand why.
So I hoped she wouldn’t find out about that sphere’s radical ideology.
Anyway.
I’m starting to wonder if I should keep calling it a sphere.
I thought it didn’t really matter since I wouldn’t have a reason to call its na, but doesn’t calling it a sphere lack affection?
If it were just sothing that flew around at my command and spewed out shockwaves, then there would be no need.
But the sphere clearly possesses sothing like a sense of self, doesn’t it?
The na Wilson suddenly popped into my mind, but since the voice I heard was female, I gave up on it.
Hmm.
It seems like a good na, though.
As I swallowed my jelly, feeling regretful.
Han Seori looked at and spoke in a slightly cautious voice.
“Um, by any chance.”
Since this was the first ti she seed so careful, the jelly tensed up reflexively.
Eventually, the words that ca out of her mouth… surprised .
“Would it be possible to put my hand inside your body? Of course, you shouldn’t lt it. So… like we did before.”
Does this person have no fear?
Co to think of it, unlike Kim Cheonsu, who ran away in shock, she lifted up at our first encounter.
At the ti, I was also dumbfounded so I didn’t notice, but…
Wasn’t her action quite dangerous?
If I had been an ordinary anomaly instead of … Han Seori might not be here right now.
Did she know I had no intention of lting her?
…I feel like she must have had so kind of certainty since she’s very intelligent.
Maybe she saw sothing that an ordinary person like couldn’t understand.
And… she had previously pulled the dungeon’s core out of my body… so it might not be that strange.
When I convinced myself and nodded, Han Seori lightly laughed, thanked , and applied more force to her overlapped hand.
Han Seori’s hand, which had been resting on my surface, slowly began to sink like a person falling into a swamp.
Along with the *gurgling* sound, I felt the taste and sensation of her fingers being sucked in.
Soon, she completely put her hand inside , wiggled her fingers, and spoke.
“I didn’t know before… but this feels really strange.”
Actually, I was a bit worried since Han Seori’s hand was bigger than mine.
I was concerned that it might not turn out the way she wanted.
But my body stretched to fit the size of Han Seori’s hand.
As a result, Han Seori’s hand looked like it was wearing a blue, transparent glove.
After wiggling her fingers for a while, Han Seori, as if determined to succeed this ti, said to the sphere.
“Answer if you can hear !”
Then the sphere, which had not reacted until now, muttered in a sighing voice.
...You really are an insatiable inferior species.
It seed the sphere didn’t understand what Han Seori was saying, but it felt exasperation… no, admiration for her will.
…Though nothing changed even so.
“I can’t understand what it’s saying… I guess this doesn’t work either.”
Although there were no imdiate results, I thought Han Seori was amazing.
Didn’t she persistently cling on and elicit so kind of reaction despite no response?
Was this level of tenacity and obsession what it took to beco a doctor at such a young age?
As Han Seori muttered to herself, she finally gave up trying to communicate with the sphere, removed her hand buried in my jelly, and stood up.
Then, my body, which had been enveloping Han Seori’s hand, rose with her.
I ended up dangling and sticking tightly to Han Seori’s body.
In other words… it was like a flag attached to a pole called Han Seori.
Clinging tightly to the pole with no wind.
Seeing this, Han Seori giggled and said to .
“You can let go now. Hehe….”
…She raised her body without a word, causing this to happen.
I felt like slightly biting Han Seori’s hand and fell to the floor.
With a *splat* sound, the sphere’s voice was heard.
It seems this boring thing has finally ended.
Maybe because of the sphere’s words.
As if saying that was just a warm-up, Han Seori listed this and that, saying let’s try another experint.
…Seriously.
Don’t say that.
Han Seori’s curiosity was… imnse.
For the next few days, I spent my ti repairing the facility and conducting experints with Han Seori.
Seeing the facility, which had been full of holes, gradually returning to its original state sohow made the jelly feel better as well.
In reality, it was a situation you’d only see in an ani movie where the one who destroyed the facility fixes it.
As we entered the control room with the slis and the sphere, I saw Kim Cheonsu dressed more formally than usual.
As I approached him with a *squish squish*, wondering if he was going out sowhere, Han Seori’s voice was heard.
“Since the intranet is not connected, there’s no choice. Have a safe trip.”
“Haha… It can’t be helped. I’ll be back soon.”
Unlike Han Seori, who sighed, Kim Cheonsu seed sowhat happy.
He seed to be running an errand of so sort… but why does he look so pleased?
Does he have a fetish for being ordered around or running errands for soone?
That’s a bit odd.
Without knowing what I was thinking, Kim Cheonsu said he would return in the evening and left the control room.
Then Han Seori, who spotted , approached.
She strode over, picked up, and held in one arm, grinning.
“It’s a good morning.”
…Her delighted voice was like soone greeting their little sister.
No, do people usually greet their little sister this affectionately?
Maybe because I’ve never had a sibling… it felt a bit awkward, but not unpleasant.
Perhaps what I had read on the internet before was wrong.
…But it felt a bit like being treated as a child.
However, feeling Han Seori’s body temperature on my jelly… *ahem*, I thought it was advantageous to just stay still.
At that mont.
Han Seori suddenly looked down and laughed *hehe*, bending over.
When she straightened up, her other arm held a small doll. In other words, Daesik was there.
Was he jealous that I was being held?
I feel like he’s gotten more needy these days, and I don’t think it’s just my imagination.
…I don’t know.
You, slis, are also independent, so… figure out how to live on your own.
In the anti, Han Seori, who had sat in a chair with a satisfied face, looked at and said.
“You’ve worked hard all this ti. Let’s relax and rest for a while.”
It was a welco thing to hear, but also terrible in a way.
When we first moved here, I was too busy cleaning and preparing things to think about it, but…
There was… really nothing here that could be considered entertainnt.
If we didn’t conduct experints, there was nothing suitable to pass the ti.
…It was a bit boring to just rest and eat.
I wouldn’t be bored if I were a being who didn’t know entertainnt. But as a forr human, this boredom was too fatal for .
The boredom I had forgotten due to the anxiety of not knowing when sothing might happen ca rushing in.
Did she sense my feelings?
Han Seori muttered in a voice as if comforting a child.
“Are you bored because there’s nothing to play with? I told Cheonsu to bring so toys and food when he returns this ti, so you’ll be able to play again soon.”
…No, when did I throw a tantrum about not having toys?
Why does she think that?
I’d rather… ask her to connect a TV.
Sosik just sleeps on the sphere because there’s no TV.
I tried hard to hold back the urge to scribble on paper with a pen.
No, I should write it down, shouldn’t I?
This is a very important matter for .
As I focused my vision on finding paper, I soon realized it was too late.
I should have done it before Kim Cheonsu left.
…If I scribble on paper with a pen now, I’ll look like a foolish child lying on the floor in front of a toy store.
Let’s hold on… just a bit.
But while spending ti anticipating the snacks that Kim Cheonsu would bring… no, the things that could serve as a distraction.
Han Seori checked the ti and muttered in an anxious voice.
“…Why isn’t he coming back?”
…I had a bad feeling about this.
Even if I’m bored… please co back normally.
That’s my request. Please.
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