Chapter 100
Chapter 100
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 100
Chapter Title: Tio's Secret Exposed
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Tio looked at MK.12 while tied tightly to the chair that bound her own body.
“Detox massage, my ass! Why are you tying me up...”
-Basic detox massage requires the body to be secured. This chair's seating position is the most suitable for receiving a detox massage, so we use it.
MK.12 gestured with his hand, and the chair tilted backward.
Her body naturally reclined, shifting into a half-lying position bound to the chair.
“Is this supposed to be a good position for a massage?”
-Correct. It's a position that allows the body to relax appropriately. Of course, a fully supine position would be the most effective, but as you can see, the interior of the lab is too cramped for that.
As MK.12 said, his lab was filled with all sorts of inventions, making it impossible to even place a bed.
MK.12 approached.
He gestured with his hand.
Ziiing.
Long mechanical tentacles began wriggling up from the chair.
“Hey, wait a minute. What the hell is this?”
-Tools for the massage. It's difficult to satisfy with just my hands.
MK.12's hands began kneading her shoulders, speaking in a matter-of-fact tone.
“S-Stop touching my body...”
-You requested the detox massage, Tio. Backing out of orders now is not possible.
“If you're a golem, obey my commands...”
-There is a priority order for commands, so I will refuse that one.
“You insolent...”
However, MK.12's shoulder massage was gentler than expected.
As he kneaded her shoulders, the knotted muscles loosened, bringing a strange languor.
“Eut...”
-Do you like it?
“......”
It was quite pleasant.
She was flustered by being bound, but MK.12 continued with a surprisingly normal massage.
He massaged her shoulders, gently worked the muscles supporting her neck, and stretched her arms.
The mechanical tentacles assisted MK.12, pressing firmly on her hands.
-Pressing the hands like this will make fatigue vanish. Given your line of work using your hands extensively, Tio, the fatigue in your hand muscles is considerable, so this loosens them.
“I see.”
Tio, who had been wary at first, now relaxed a bit and entrusted her body to it.
“Ha-ut! W-What?”
This time, the tentacles removed her shoes and pressed her soles with spheres covered in protrusions.
-Same method as the hands.
“H-Having to take off my socks too...”
-Massages are most effective on bare skin, so removing fabrics like socks is inevitable.
“Is that... so?”
-Correct.
It hurt at first, but as the massage continued, it felt good.
So good that drowsiness crept in languidly.
-Are you satisfied?
“It's not bad. This...”
She even felt proud that the fantasy version of herself had included such a function in the golem and chair.
Just as the tension from being forcibly bound melted away.
-Now proceeding to the next stage.
“N-Next stage?”
When she asked in a slightly languid voice, MK.12 nodded.
-For detox. Please relax.
“O-Okay. Sure.”
Next stage, huh.
How good would it feel?
Perhaps because she'd never been treated like this while resting.
It fulfilled a sense of being pampered.
'In a dwarf society full of nothing but competition, this never happened.'
The dwarves around her were competitors before they were colleagues.
The Steam Factory was a society where you had to crush competitors to survive.
To endure in the factory, to succeed, you had to be better than the dwarf next to you.
In such a society, rest felt like a sin.
When was the last time she'd properly rested?
She couldn't even remember.
So Tio relaxed and awaited the golem and machines' massage.
'Is this one of my desires too?'
The desire to rest.
Perhaps that's what manifested.
As she lounged leisurely like that.
-I will undress you.
“Huh? What do you mean?”
-Didn't I tell you? For smooth massage, it must be on bare skin.
“But why my clothes...?”
-To massage your calves, thighs, and upper body below the shoulders, clothes must be removed.
“This is stage two?”
-Correct. So do not resist.
“H-Hey, wait! Hey, hey!”
MK.12 and the machines began stripping her clothes.
Loose shirt and blue overalls.
They targeted the overalls first.
Click!
Once the straps were undone, the pants slid off without resistance.
Her pale skin, always hidden under clothes, was exposed to the world.
“Kyaaak!”
Tio let out a shrill scream as her clothes were removed.
She wanted to cover the exposed skin with her hands, but she couldn't.
-This is strange, Tio. You've received this routinely before, so why are you so flustered today?
Unable to comprehend, MK.12 and the mechanical tentacles fully removed her pants.
What was revealed was gray boxer briefs.
Made of stretchy material clinging tightly to maximize mobility, the gray panties were exposed.
“N-No...”
Tio squeezed her eyes shut, her face almost on the verge of tears.
There was no telltale bulge that every man should have in her crotch area.
Instead of a bulging mound, there was smooth, flat plain in her—no, her crotch.
“Hic, snic, hic...”
Tio, nearly sobbing, bit her lip to hold back tears.
-......
MK.12 and the mechanical hands paused at the sight.
-Uh...?
Neither seemed to have anticipated Tio being female, both freezing as they stared at her.
-Tio, weren't you a male?
“...No! What kind of male dwarf has no beard and such smooth arms!”
-......
MK.12's processing seemed to halt as he blankly stared at her.
“If I were really a male dwarf, in that past fantasy, I would've wished to grow a beard and become a buff, muscular dwarf! Then I wouldn't have needed to prove my achievements!”
Her voice was filled with resentment.
In the ultra-conservative dwarf society, Tio had lived fiercely to be recognized for her skills alone, having been chased out everywhere just for being a female dwarf.
She dressed as boyish as possible, lying that she hadn't grown a beard yet due to not maturing.
Of course, even cross-dressing as a boy, recognition in dwarf society was impossible without a beard and muscles.
“How did I hide it so well...”
The golem MK.12 silently watched her.
But only for a moment.
-I see. That's why you designed me this way?
“...What?”
-A yearning for masculinity. You made a golem modeled after Max, a strong, skilled male wizard.
“N-No, that's...”
As she opened her mouth to respond.
MK.12 didn't wait for her answer.
-First things first. We will continue the detox massage for Tio.
“H-Hey, wait!”
They stripped off her top shirt too, even finding the bandages tightly binding her chest.
-Tio, wrapping your chest like this is inefficient.
“Y-You... How dare you expose my secret like this...”
-I am your butler golem, Tio. I must know everything about you.
“St-Stop...”
She tried to resist MK.12, but with her arms and legs bound, there was nothing she could do.
Pssh!
A sharp scalpel blade extended from the golem's fingertip.
Slice!
It cut the bandages around her chest.
“Aah...”
With a sigh-like moan, her perky breasts bounced free.
Breasts that were too big for A-cup but a bit shy of B-cup revealed themselves cutely.
Her pink nipples shyly emerged, turning Tio's face beet red.
-Cute.
“S-So what about my breasts!”
Tio felt dizzy.
Not only had her secret been exposed, but now the golem was critiquing her chest.
Her head spun, her vision blurred.
In extreme shame and humiliation, Tio gritted her teeth and shouted.
She had to say this, at least.
“A-Among dwarves, these are pretty big, you know?”
-Is that so?
“Of course! Don't judge by human standards!”
Was it because of the overwhelming embarrassment?
Irritation laced her voice deeply.
“Th-The average dwarf breast size is A-cup by human standards. Sure, mutants occasionally pop up with C-cup or larger by human measure, but by dwarf standards, that's H-cup or more! Those aren't dwarves! They're humans!”
Not the cute genius engineer Tio, but a feminine side of Tio concerned with womanly aspects emerged.
Even as she desperately lashed out, MK.12 responded flatly.
-That doesn't change the size. Accept it humbly.
“Hey!”
-Commencing detox massage.
His cool hand touched her breast.
“Hut!”
It felt weird.
Tio, emitting her first involuntary moan, writhed as the sensation teasing her nipple tickled.
Watching Tio enjoy the illusion magic from outside the magic circle, I saw the message from the magic circle.
[Emergency: Review Required.]
[User's body structure differs from input values.]
“Huh?”
Body structure differs from input values?
No way I inputted wrong.
I had perfectly entered Tio's height, weight, and basic measurements into the magic circle.
Including gender.
-Tio: Male.
Thanks to experience with many customers, my eyes could roughly gauge a person's build at a glance.
Not 100% accurate, but close to 90% precision with minimal error margin.
Even for a boy, I thought it would work.
'Still, spotting males is a bit off.'
Need more practice.
Wondering what the issue was, I checked the magic circle.
[Error: Gender]
[User Tio is female, not male.]
“......What?”
No way.
Impossible.
Tio was clearly male—no, a boy?
'Did I miss it?'
Unbelievable.
But I couldn't dismiss it as a magic circle error.
It had performed countless calculations without a single error—except once due to energy shortage.
No choice but to check.
“I didn't want to see a male fantasy, but...”
I pierced the barrier separating the fantasy world from reality and entered the magic circle where Tio's fantasy unfolded.
As I entered the magic circle, the illusion shop that existed in reality vanished.
Instead, a cluttered lab filled with complex machinery from Tio's fantasy came into view.
There.
“Th-The average dwarf breast size is A-cup by human standards. Sure, mutants occasionally pop up with C-cup or larger by human measure, but by dwarf standards, that's H-cup or more! Those aren't dwarves! They're humans!”
A female dwarf with perky breasts was arguing while bound to the chair.
And the golem resembling me silently ignored her words.
-That doesn't change the size. Accept it humbly.
She really was a girl?
[Transferring fantasy control to 'Creator Max'.]
Confirming my entry, the magic circle transferred fantasy control to me.