Chapter 231: Master
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 231: Master
I thought as I looked at the moving real doll, boasting an incredible figure.
Did this appear in the game?
No matter how much I racked my brain, there was nothing similar.
There's no way perverted developers would miss something like this.
In a game that mashed together every conceivable trope like a jjamppong, they wouldn't use a common one like a sexbot?
…Is it dummy data?
Since this is reality, I can see many things that weren't in the game.
After all, I hadn't seen the Flying Dick that threatened Rio's ass in the game either.
However, there's a complete difference in meaning between dummy data with the developers' intent and something that simply wasn't depicted in the game.
Usually, dummy data is one of two things.
Either they forgot about it during development, or it had a serious bug and was put on hold.
If I had seen this moving real doll somewhere else, I wouldn't have been suspicious.
But everything here—from the secret sex club to the Flying Dick—matches the developers' tastes.
It's a place that would definitely exist in the game, which makes me even more suspicious.
What if I activate it and there's a serious bug? The No Image bug is already implemented, so who knows what kind of horrific situation this could create.
As I approached, the glass case automatically opened, perhaps due to my authority.
I glanced at it and saw that the mana supply device wasn't lit.
Thankfully, it wasn't on.
Just in case, I pulled out the supply tube, approached the real doll, and touched its breasts.
“Wow, it feels real, doesn't it?”
“You're just openly touching it like that…”
While I was marveling at the heavy, soft breasts that my fingers sank into, Rio grumbled.
“Funny, coming from you. You use a breast mousepad in the dorm. Aren't you embarrassed when you use that?”
“…”
“I agree with Yeon-woo.”
Masayoshi took my side, quickly stood next to me, and reached for the breasts.
Thwack—Thwack-thwack—Thwack—
Even though he'd blamed me, Rio couldn't give up touching the breasts. He quickly joined in, swatting Masayoshi's hand away and trying to grab them himself.
It was hilarious watching them swat each other's hands, desperately trying to be the first to touch the breasts.
Only when I took my hand off the breasts did they amicably claim one each and knead them with blissful expressions.
“Hoo-hoo-haah-haah…”
“How can it feel like this…”
Watching these guys, my libido completely plummeted.
I opened its mouth and saw teeth, and even though it was off, its tongue was moist, as if it retained moisture.
It doesn't seem like real saliva, but it has a sweet smell, doesn't it?
I wasn't even putting my nose to it, just looking down, but if I could smell it from here, the scent must be quite strong.
Masayoshi, having had his fill, joined me in examining the real doll.
“Haa, haa, haa, haa—”
“Goddammit, get out of the way! How long are you going to keep rubbing yourself on it?!”
I kicked Rio away, who had completely buried his face in the breasts and was letting out awful gasps.
Honestly, virgins have no moderation.
After chasing away Rio, who was hindering our investigation, Masayoshi and I took our time meticulously examining various parts of the body.
It was so identical to a human that two men examining a naked woman's private parts felt like a scene from a porn movie, but we were serious.
“It's half machine?”
“A machine?”
“Yeah, the internal organs are mechanical. It seems like Magitech.”
Masayoshi pressed firmly on the real doll's perfectly sculpted abdomen with his thumb.
I pressed along with him and did feel something hard.
“It's a relief it's not a chimera. If we'd made even a slight mistake, we would've been caught by the law and had it confiscated by the Government. Ah… perhaps making the internal organs mechanical was a way to circumvent the law. There are records from ancient times stating that dangerous magic couldn't be experimented with recklessly due to human rights.”
Indeed, who would like it if you created something identical to a human with magic?
Even in my previous life, there was a huge uproar just over importing silicone real dolls.
Having finished the inspection, Masayoshi crossed his arms and looked at the real doll with a serious expression.
“The problem is… I think we'll only know if we activate it.”
“No, we can't activate it. We don't know what might happen. What's the catch?”
At my question, Masayoshi pondered for a moment, then let out a sigh.
“It's true that ancient technology was incredible, right? That's how they could create dolls with absolutely no sense of artificiality. There's an undeniable gap in magic, but science is more advanced now. Especially things like software—our current capabilities are overwhelmingly superior.”
“What are you trying to say?”
“I wonder, if we activate this doll, who will emerge?”
“...?”
I tilted my head, confused by his incomprehensible words, and Masayoshi shrugged.
“Even with current AI, it can't perfectly mimic a human. So how did the ancients bestow personality upon these dolls?”
“Couldn't they have just made it to follow simple commands? That would be the most straightforward.”
“But they created such a perfect doll? This level of quality, even for ancient times, would have required immense funding. Would they have left such an obvious flaw?”
“…”
“There's something much cheaper, easier, and not requiring immense scientific power than AI, yet it's perfect.”
A soul.
Masayoshi's sardonic smile felt chilling.
If there really was a soul inside, that person would be living in immense pain.
Immortality? They made a real doll like this; wouldn't they have put shackles on it?
Would living immortally as a sex slave truly be happiness?
No matter how much I like sex, I'm not a complete bastard.
Perhaps seeing the boiling emotions in my eyes, Masayoshi let out a small laugh and took a step back.
“As expected, you're angry. I feel like I'm about to get punched, but can I say one more thing, calmly?”
“You didn't even make it, so why would I get angry at you? Am I a thug?”
“No, not anymore…”
The thug, needlessly cursed at, mumbled.
Ignoring him, I gave him a look that said 'go on and speak,' and Masayoshi nodded, pointing at the doll.
“If we analyze the magic technology within the doll, we could gain considerable value.”
“I'm taking back what I just said. I suddenly want to punch you.”
For analysis, we'd have to tear it apart, disassemble it, and experiment with each component.
It hasn't been confirmed yet, but if there really is a soul inside, this isn't simply analyzing a doll.
It means tearing apart the limbs of a body containing a human soul and using it as an experimental subject.
“Didn't you say you were short on money?”
“No matter how much I like money, I can't exchange my humanity for it.”
“I thought as much.”
Masayoshi smiled faintly, as if pleased with the answer.
This ugly bastard, trying to play the main role of giving the protagonist a great realization.
“Then we'll have to convert its value in a different way.”
“If there's a soul inside, it's no longer an object. It's not Rio's Riri-chan breast mousepad that he used until it was tattered.”
“Hey, why bring that up all of a sudden…”
Ignoring Rio's needless grumbling, I glared at Masayoshi, who grinned slyly and pointed a finger at his own head.
“That's not what I mean. There's a more peaceful, win-win scenario.”
“Whatever it is, if there's a soul, I'm not converting it into money.”
“Knowledge.”
“…”
“What's inside is an ancient's soul. That means it retains ancient knowledge as is. What if even one ancient magic comes out? That alone would have astronomical value. And if not even that, it's a living witness to history, so there would be mountains of academic material that would make historians drool.”
…That is tempting?
It's not like I'm going to put a chainsaw to its body, nor am I going to force it into sex slavery.
If there's a soul, I intend to either set it free or, if it wishes, grant it death.
Anyway, as long as it's not forced, I can at least exchange knowledge.
“Whatever it is, we'll only know if we activate it. We don't even know if there's a soul or not, so this discussion is meaningless.”
Although I said it was meaningless, Masayoshi was clearly convinced there was a soul inside.
Is it right to mess with dummy data?
I felt uneasy, but the thought of a soul being bound since ancient times meant I couldn't just pass it by.
What's truly pitiful and cruel about this isn't merely that it lived as a slave for a long time.
If what I learned is correct, just because it stopped operating doesn't mean the soul also sleeps.
It just can't react, but it's hearing every conversation we're having right now.
And… trapped in this dark warehouse, unable to move, it must have fought in solitude for hundreds of years since the Great Cataclysm.
Even if there is a soul, it's an unimaginable amount of time, making it hard to expect its mind to be intact.
If I imagined myself in that state, I'd already be insane.
“If there's a soul, even if it's not activated, it's still awake, right?”
“Yeah, it's probably hearing all our conversations. Ah, I apologize for touching its body as I pleased.”
Masayoshi bowed politely towards the doll, then looked at me.
“Its mind might not be intact.”
“Wait a minute! That means it could be dangerous when we wake it up!”
Rio, who had been listening quietly, shouted in surprise.
“I think it'll be fine since Yeon-woo has the authority. If you're uneasy, you can just cut off the mana supply at an appropriate level.”
“…”
“What are you going to do?”
“I have to wake it up.”
At Masayoshi's question, I, having already made up my mind, answered immediately.
“Why?”
“Because it's pitiful. I'll wake it up and ask. If it wants freedom, I'll give it, and if it wants to die, I'll grant it death.”
This cunning bastard.
He's asking me for the reason, deliberately for the soul trapped in the doll to hear.
That way, it'll see me in a positive light when it wakes up.
That bastard, if you ignore his ugliness, he's definitely cut from the same cloth as Park Yu-jeong.
I flicked a Coin, swapping it with a box I had stored in the car.
It's really good magic. August is the best.
Although a Coin is definitely necessary, if you just place Coins on items beforehand and prepare them, you essentially create a temporary inventory.
I took a blanket out of the box and draped it over the doll's shoulders.
The blanket wasn't long enough to cover its lower body, but I figured it would cover itself once it woke up.
If we supplied mana while connected to the facility, it seemed we wouldn't be able to control the amount, so it took some time to modify it.
If it suddenly got fully charged and went crazy, blasting ancient magic everywhere, that would truly be a disaster.
With the thought that it might be dummy data, I carefully completed the preparations for charging.
I tore apart the facility, and though Masayoshi's hasty modifications were crude, I placed a Magic Stone on the supply device connected to the glass case.
“It's working, right?”
“It's working well. As expected, I made it myself; even though I threw it together, there's no noise at all.”
It's so quiet it makes me uneasy.
Only the draining of mana from the Magic Stone was visible, with no other reaction, leaving me confused as to whether it was working properly.
With no movement at all, I was wondering if it was consuming more mana than expected when the doll, standing at attention in the glass case, opened its eyes.
Wow… those are definitely not human eyes.
Something cross-shaped sparkled within its pupils, giving me the feeling I'd seen it in a comic book.
The doll blinked a few times, then slowly turned its head towards me. Without even thinking of covering its body with the blanket, it knelt on one knee and greeted me.
“I greet the Master.”
It was something I'd always wanted to hear someday, but hearing it in real life was incredibly embarrassing.
Master, of all things.
I'd rather it just say 'Juin-nim.' My fingers are already curling up just hearing it.
Rio is looking at me with envious eyes, but as a normal gentleman, I find it a bit hard to bear.