Chapter 14
Translator: True Detective
The Princess and the Servant. (2)
Just how long had I waited like that?
Machina, who had been focusing, opened her eyes with a short cheer of "Ah".
And then, point, she pointed her finger at me.
[ Transform! ]
[ Entity name Machina has interfered with your data. ]
Poof—!
Along with the sound of a small firecracker popping, smoke rose from my body.
Did she change my body itself?
When I tilted my head and looked at Machina, Machina had a face as if she was incredibly satisfied.
[ The appearance befitting a servant is exactly this! Was what it said in the database. ]
["Princess, this is..."]
A flowing dress with frills attached all over.
Even a headband with large lace placed on top instead of a plain headband.
It was a perfect maid outfit.
When I lifted my head slightly and looked at Machina, our gazes met immediately.
[ How is it? Are you embarrassed? Are you not embarrassed? Fufu, I won! ]
["Yes, yes. The Princess has won."]
I stroked the head of Machina, who was showing off extensively.
If it's like this, isn't it completely the same as usual?
[ Next time Dea connects with emotions, I'm going to show you your appearance right now! ]
["That is a bit..."]
For me, who had lived as a man my entire life, such fluttery clothes were too much.
It's a good thing I have my emotions killed right now, but if I end up looking like this with my emotions revived?
It was horrifying just to imagine.
'No, maybe wearing the clothes is actually better.'
But what Machina was trying to do was show the me with emotions the sight of me wearing a maid outfit.
Right. Wearing it at least means I can't see my overall appearance.
But seeing myself as seen by Machina is—
["...What should I do, Princess?"]
[ Please give me a lap pillow. Perhaps because I manifested clothes for Dea in Servant Mode, I've become incredibly tired. ]
["Yes, with pleasure."]
I patted my thighs with my palms.
Seeing my action, Machina took her place and lay down with the speed of an arrow.
[ Ehehe... ]
["Are you that happy?"]
[ Because Dea didn't really do these kinds of things for me. ]
["..."]
Certainly, I had never given her a lap pillow or anything like that until now.
Even though there were times my wife had given me a lap pillow.
Ah, come to think of it, I might have given her one at least once. Though it was questionable whether it could be called giving one.
What did she say again. Did she say she hated it because my thighs were too hard?
Honestly, it hurt my feelings a little.
'I wanted to give lap pillows too.'
Recalling the memory of that time, I naturally stroked Machina's hair.
One of the things I had wanted to try when my wife lay her head on my lap.
When I slipped my hand through her hair and lifted it, a texture like touching silk thread wrapped around my entire palm.
["I will do it often for you from now on."]
[ Wow, I'm happy... ]
For someone saying they were happy, there was no energy in her voice.
["Princess?"]
[ Haaam... ]
Surprised by that fact, I called Machina, and the sound of a small yawn was heard.
It seemed she was tired.
Well, she did say earlier that she became incredibly tired from changing my clothes.
["If you are tired, please sleep, Princess."]
[ ...Yesss. Dea... I will... sleep, just a little bit... ]
With those words, Machina's voice cut off.
Is she really okay?
'I don't think I felt particularly tired when I did it.'
Since it came to mind, I changed the surrounding space into a bedroom.
Even though I changed the entire space and not just clothes like Machina did, I felt nothing.
This must definitely be something that occurred because the areas we specialize in are different.
Me in computation, Machina in mostly everything other than computation.
["From now on, I will wear all the clothes you ask me to wear, and I will let you dress me in all the clothes you want to dress me in, so please do not overwork yourself."]
Zzz, zzz.
I whispered quietly into the ear of Machina, who had fallen asleep letting out regular breathing sounds.
No matter how embarrassed I might be, I intended to do the things Machina wanted to do as much as possible.
I already had a track record, too.
'It's been a while since it happened, but... well, I even let her touch my buttocks.'
I couldn't feel the embarrassment right now, but I could recall about how embarrassed I was at the time.
Because the me reflected in Machina's eyes back then had literally become a carrot.
["By the way, it seems the connection isn't cut off just because you fall asleep, Princess."]
[ ... ]
["Right, Princess?"]
Hey you! How dare you pretend to sleep!
...So my inner Dea shouted.
I almost revived my emotions for a moment there. Good job holding it in, me.
[ The connection with entity name Machina will be terminated. ]
["Princess?"]
But as soon as I thought that, a single message popped up.
Is she cutting the connection after hearing my words, or did it take time for her to completely fall asleep so the connection is only being cut now?
At that thought I hurriedly called Machina, but—
[ Terminating . . . ]
[ Time remaining until termination : 0 seconds ]
["Ah."]
—Before an answer returned, the connection was cut.
***
Machina had a dream.
A dream where she lived in the world together with Dea.
"Machina, are you okay? Why are you spacing out like that."
"Uhm, it's nothing."
Dea in the dream world was a person.
A person with the appearance of an organism, not an existence that could only be touched in a data space.
When she stared blankly at such a Dea, Dea's worried voice was heard.
She urgently shook her head, but her expression remained the same.
"See, Mom told you to go to sleep early yesterday."
"...Huh?"
"What is it?"
Machina's eyes widened at the sudden remark.
Uh, I mean... did Dea just...
"Mom... you said?"
"Goodness, you really aren't fully awake yet, our baby."
Dea's hand reached out and began to tidy up Machina's hair.
Even at such a gentle action, Machina did not react.
To be exact, it would be more accurate to say she couldn't react.
'E-Even if it is a dream, this is—'
Gulp—
Machina, having swallowed the saliva that filled her mouth, gathered her trembling heart and stutteringly opened her mouth.
I can, say it, right?
"Mom."
"Yeah, Machina. Mom is right here. Now, hurry up and get up so you can go to school."
A small hand reached out before her eyes.
Seeing that hand, Machina suddenly became curious.
Did Dea really think of herself as her Mom?
Look, there's barely any difference.
To the point where if someone else saw them, they could be considered twins with only different colors.
'Of course I wished for something like this, but still!'
Now that it was actually unfolding before her eyes, should she call it embarrassing, or what.
Anyway.
Since she knew the current situation was a dream, she decided to act as she pleased.
Grasp—
"Hup, ya!"
"Uwaa..."
"Our daughter has gotten much heavier, hasn't she?"
"Ehehe..."
When she grabbed the hand reached out before her eyes, her body rose up smoothly.
Looking at Dea, who met eyes with her as she raised her upper body, Machina smiled brightly.
"Let's eat breakfast. Mom has prepared everything."
"Yesss!"
She eagerly followed behind Dea, who left the room first.
And then, a delicious smell caught her nose.
For Machina, who had never eaten food since she woke up until now, the smell of food was incredibly stimulating.
Gulp—
"C-Can I really eat it?"
"Of course. You must have been very hungry, our daughter. Drooling and all."
Wipe, wipe.
Dea wiped the drool flowing from the corners of Machina's mouth with her own sleeve.
An appearance that didn't seem to care much about her clothes getting dirty.
Rather, it was Dea who was laughing softly, as if she found the drooling Machina cute.
That appearance was truly the perfect housewife herself.
Machina, alternately looking at Dea's expression she was seeing for the first time and the food giving off an intense smell, gulped down her saliva.
'There's so much delicious food...!'
Of course, one was for looking at and not for eating, but information that what looks good is also delicious was saved in her database.
"Here, Mom will feed you. Ah—"
"Ah, aahh—"
Dea cut the food into bite-sized pieces, picked it up with a fork, and offered it.
At Dea's action, Machina opened her mouth wide.
And then drool flowed down continuously once again.
"Fufu, here."
"Ahm..."
Dea smiled softly and naturally wiped away the drool before the food entered her mouth.
But right now, to Machina, such things were not important.
Food, entered her mouth.
And for the first time since she was born, at that!
"...!!"
At first, she merely chewed.
The moment the food lost its original shape from when it first entered her mouth, crumbled, mixed with saliva, and touched her tongue.
Machina's eyes widened.
It felt as if sparks were flying inside her head.
Tap, tap, tap.
"Mmm! Mmmmm! Mmm!"
"My, is it that delicious?"
"Mmm! Mmmmm!"
Machina nodded her head as if it would fall off.
Seeing that reaction, Dea once again picked up the food cut into bite-sized pieces with the fork.
And then she swayed it gently back and forth in front of Machina's eyes.
When the fork went right, her head went right.
When the fork went left, her head went left.
Swoosh— Swoosh—
"Do you want to eat it?"
"Yesss!"
"Nom."
"Aww..."
But the food never entered Machina's mouth.
Dea, who had eaten the food stuck on the fork, smiled playfully.
Resting her arm on the dining table, Dea propped her chin with the hand opposite the one holding the fork.
That appearance was a shock as well, but the words that popped out of Dea's mouth were even more shocking.
"Say 'I love you, Mom~' and I'll give you more."
"...!"
To the point where her brain couldn't process it immediately.
"Do you not want to? Then it can't be helped. From now on, Machina has to eat by herself—"
"M-Mom! I love you!"
"You didn't just force yourself to say it because of the food, right, daughter?"
"No! I really love you!"
"Alright, alright."
Pop, and the food entered Machina's mouth.
It was delicious, as expected. To the point where she felt like she wouldn't get tired of it no matter how much she ate!
Delicious food, Dea in Mom Mode, and even a refreshing drink.
"I feel like I could eat all day long!"
Machina ate, and ate, and ate, and ate some more.
And she drank, and drank, and drank, and drank some more.
Continuously, continuously, continuously—
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