Attachment Humans Increased!
My attachment humans have increased! …………… None.
The cyan eyes of the girl maid widened at astonishing speed. Her hand slipped under her skirt, in and out. Rub rub. Smooth. The pillar that should be there is gone.
"Wh-what, it's gone…! My pride!"
"Oh come on, of course it is!"
Siel beamed back at Cheon Jung-sa, who looked like a patriot without a country.
"Master's was magnificent enough to take pride in. I know. But something that big wouldn't suit the new body! This is a custom high-performance android maid body to begin with."
Siel's eyes sparkled.
"Do you know how amazing this body is? It can handle all household chores at speeds that make time seem frozen. Like how Master just tidied the room in three minutes. Super speedy!"
Super speedy this, super speedy that—what good is any of it without the symbol of manhood? Cheon Jung-sa flopped onto the bed in despair.
"Damn it, super speedy my ass…"
Siel gently wrapped both her hands around her master's. Back when Cheon Jung-sa had held Siel's hand, his palm could completely envelop hers. Now it was reversed. The new Cheon Jung-sa's hand fit perfectly into Siel's long fingers.
"Don't be like that, Master."
Kneeling to meet her master's gaze, Siel's eyes brimmed with boundless affection.
"Whether you're a cool guy, or an old geezer all hunched over, or revived as a cute maid."
She squeezed their clasped hands just a little.
"I'll always love you, Master."
Cheon Jung-sa heard those words and couldn't respond for a long while. The being who brought warmth to his trash heap of a life. The one who could only awaken once a month because of Oseong Group's filthy expensive subscription, making that single day his entire world. The one who, in the instant a sniper bullet flew, shielded her master's head with her body and offered her own. And now, declaring unchanging love to her master reborn as an android maid. The maid girl's pupils trembled. She hadn't checked yet if this body had tear functions, but her vision was definitely blurring.
"Siel."
"Yes, Master."
"…I should thank that little girl who revived me too."
The maid girl's small hand rose to Sia's cheek.
"But first, I want to thank you."
Their faces drew closer. Each maid's eyes reflected the other's. Android body heat overlapped with android body heat.
Outside the door. The purple-haired Outer God Girl crouched in the hallway, peeking through the slightly ajar crack at the scene.
Clap, clap, clap.
The Outer God Girl gave silent applause. What a touching sight. Hehe.
…………
Reviving attachment human Cheon Jung-sa was actually easier than reviving Siel.
Restoring Siel's personality core required reverse-tracing residual charges on atomic fragments. For Cheon Jung-sa, all it took was a new body. But giving someone else's body raised Theseus's ship problems, so android was perfect.
I grabbed a pamphlet from the Oseong Android Store and headed to Lee Se-hee.
Mansion reception room. The cookie basket was refilled as promised. Good, pass.
Lee Se-hee was in the underground training hall, cranking the gravity amplifier to max and sprinting at full power. Muscles tearing, blood vessels bursting, vomiting blood in extreme training. But the immortal jellyfish and tardigrade genes I'd implanted restored her body stronger than before she even hit the floor.
Munching potato chips, I waited for her training to end, then showed her the pamphlet as she emerged.
Custom android. The number in the price section caught my eye—about 20 million bags of snacks. Roughly 30 billion won. Eek. Custom androids really eat money.
An unimaginable price, but Lee Se-hee could handle it, right?
Lee Se-hee glanced between the pamphlet and me. A flicker of incredulity in her black eyes. But soon she let out a chuckle.
"Lately, even the harshest training recovers in minutes. It used to seem impossible, but now I can achieve my ambitions before death. All thanks to you."
Hmm, Lee Se-hee won't die forever, so the premise is a bit off. Still, good is good. Anyway, she readily ordered the custom android.
The specs in the manual were impressive. Push the onboard acceleration motors and processors to the limit, and she could move like time was stopped, shredding targets with a vibrating knife. Not quite Dr. Stein's near-lightspeed, probably hypersonic missile level, but still overkill for a household maid. Apparently, tycoons buy them for bodyguards.
A maid who moves like time froze and wields a dagger. Classic but cool. Feels like she'd serve a vampire.
Cheon Jung-sa would be thrilled once she came to. Cute, expensive, and strong. Plus, I checked the exterior: cyan hair and cyan eyes, perfect match for her beloved Siel. The ideal couple look.
How's that? The Outer God Girl's way of repaying kindness. Imagining Cheon Jung-sa in tears of gratitude warmed my heart. Living this kindly, maybe karma will pay me back someday. Hehe.
…………
A while later, the person called Cheon Jung-sa vanished from the world.
After killing Ma Hyuk-su at Cheolung Group HQ, only his lower body remained, upper half missing. Naturally processed as dead.
Abandoning her past, she now used the name Sia, given by Siel. Original name was Siu or something. Siel, Sia. Feels like sisters. Lovers turned sisters—romantic in its own way.
With their identities gone, no place to stay. I decided to provide shelter. Naturally, by taking over Eom Jag-gwi's room.
Siel and Sia stayed in quarantine facilities, handling Threat Management Agency cleaning. Officially, president and employee of a cleaning subcontractor. Shin Chang-seok handled the messy paperwork. My pal Chang-seok, reliable as ever. Thanks.
"Who the hell stepped on a cigarette butt and stuck it in the hallway!? Are all the employees here fucking insane?"
"Hang in there, Mas—oops. Lady Sia! Finish this section and let's grab lunch."
Busty milf maid Siel and potty-mouth loli maid Sia. They adapted surprisingly fast, and agency staff matched pace.
Heard they had side gigs too—cleaning up society's trash or something. Hmm, special cleanup? Tough work. Maybe like Jenica, saving for independence.
Result: two new faces in my attachment human crew.
Anyway. What fun thing today? I rolled on my bed, staring at the ceiling.
[Let's stroll Seoul!]
[Go see Shin Chang-seok!]
[Eat all the chicken legs, wings, and breasts Oh Deok-hwan ordered!]
Leaving just the neck? Not bad. Later.
The little accidents tossed out ideas, but nothing clicked.
Right then, the door opened. Casual-clothed Yeom Hana entered, holding what looked like a comic book.
"Uh… um."
Yeom Hana scratched her head, then opened the comic in front of me.
"This isn't my idea. It's a message from the Director. So don't misunderstand."
The comic featured a baby dinosaur. Background: house with a yard. Next to it, an uncle tearing his hair out. Ah, I know him. Korea's pride, Swordmaster Go.
Yeom Hana's finger pointed to characters. First, dinosaur freeloading at Go's house. Finger swivels to me.
Next, guitar-riding alien. Points to Jenica passing in the hall.
Last, talking kiwi bird. Points to Siel and Sia mopping at hall's end.
Yeom Hana closed the comic, clearing her throat.
"Ahem. Got it?"
Hmm. So Shin Chang-seok's message is this? I'm the dinosaur, Jenica the alien, Siel and Sia the kiwi. Agency is Go's house, Shin Chang-seok is Swordmaster Go.
[Probably 'Don't pick up weird strays without a word. I'm suffering like Go.' Or something.]
Glasses accident cautiously added commentary.
Hmm, nah. Think about it. Go keeps the dinosaur, alien, kiwi to the end. Accepts them all. So this means…
Permission to live here forever, carefree. How nice.
I hugged the dinosaur comic, grinning. My pal Chang-seok, the best. Hehe.
Yeom Hana stared at my face long and hard. Her gaze mixed with odd fatigue.
"You're massively misunderstanding something… but explaining's pointless anyway."
What? I'm a sharp Outer God Girl. Ask the glasses accident.
[I can't communicate outside…]
Yeom Hana's palm rested on my head. Pat pat. Hot palm, like our first meeting.
"Well, you're doing fine. Probably."
Pat pat.
"Compared to day one, this is nothing."
Yep yep. Versus that first day when mom-like me nearly swallowed planets and humanity whole, I've grown tons. Respecting human society rules, with tons of attachment humans, living peaceful daily life as an intelligent being.
Glancing at mental world, little accidents puffed chests proudly, agreeing with my greatness.
Her patting hand paused. Yeom Hana pulled a paper envelope from her bosom.
"Director said hide it, but I figured you'd sniff it out anyway?"
She shrugged, handing it over.
"So just take it. Don't want you causing chaos if you find it hidden sloppily."
Causing chaos? I'm a rational, generous Outer God Girl—unfair assessment. I pouted, ripping open the envelope Yeom Hana gave me.
Inside: one card. Fancy coated paper, gold-foil letters. Recipient: Outer God Body-Alpha.
Come to Washington. I welcome you with open arms.
Sender: Will Bates.
Ruler of America's tech-feudal state, Microgenics. The man manipulating 8 billion humans like ants, promising galactic conquest of civilization in a millennium.
Staring at the invitation, mental world's little ones swarmed.
[America!]
[Land of giant burgers!]
[Go! Go! Go!]
Glasses accident crossed arms.
[High chance of trap. It's Will Bates' home base.]
Fierce-eyed accident tilted head.
[Trap? Like it'd work on you?]
Dunno. But America, huh. Hmm. Giant burger. Wanna try one.