50 Unintentional: I didn't mean to kill you.... Killed poorly anyway.
With a nudge from R, the $40 million (2020: $200 million) assistant stopped talking and went limp.
Awww. Poor thing.
-Quadruple
-Puddle Duck
The Class A artificial life form, which had the wonderful life force of flailing arms and legs, was held by R. The neck....
burst like tofu, completely separating the lower half from the upper half.
Red blood splashed everywhere behind the half-smashed airport.
Stepping out of the bulletproof limousine, I bent down slightly.
I dipped two fingers into the blood on the ground.
It was definitely blood.
Deep red blood with a very palpable life force.
"حتى لو كان شكلاً من أشكال الحياة الاصطناعية، فإن دمه أحمر. (Even for an artificial life form, blood is red.)"
"بدلاً من الروبوتات في روايات الخيال العلمي التي تحركها الآلات والذكاء الاصطناعي، تولد أشكال الحياة الاصطناعية من جديد كأشكال حياة أكثر تفوقًا من خلال الزراعة الاصطناعية.... . لأنها كائنات حية حقيقية. (Not the androids of science fiction novels that are powered by machines and AI, but artificial life forms that have been reborn into superior life forms through artificial culture..... It's a real, living creature.")
I nodded, suddenly remembering last night's wild play with R's words.
"Hmm... I guess. Put R in there too, so there's room to sting."
"....!!!!"
-Giggle.
R's cheeks reddened like tomatoes at my sexual harassment.
Shit. Is there such a thing as being embarrassed by a walking bio-weapon?
They're so adorable, you want to protect them.
I'm the one that needs protecting.
"Well, I'm embarrassed to say that."
"You're embarrassed about the subject that made you moan so lustfully last night, you should know better than to say that."
"....."
"Rumor has it among the maids that your lustful moans echoed throughout the palace because you shouted them as if everyone could hear you."
R snorted at my words.
He thinks I'm lying to make fun of him....but it's true.
"Hmm. It wasn't that bad."
"It wasn't... Sheikha told me that herself."
"Shh, Sheikha herself?!"
"Uh."
"Damn!"
R suddenly picked at his fingernails with his teeth, uncomfortable.
-Puddle.
-Puddle.
Crazy.
Apparently, it can bite off nails with its teeth, which are still unbreakable by human technology....
I shouldn't play this, that, or the other and end up biting off something important to me.
Hmm.... Now, wait a minute.
I've been in R's mouth plenty of times!
-Creepy
"Wait. I think my butt is wet."
"Do you .... want me to take it off?"
R gave me a lecherous look at my words.
I can't believe he gave me that look when he knows I didn't wet my pants....
Did he get it?
"No stripping. If I heard you were doing it outside instead of in our little palace, I'd be all over you.... Ugh. Yasmin's sister would have an army after you."
"Ugh.... That makes sense, given Empress Yasmin's personality."
"Personality. She's done this before. She just pulled a gun on you because we were doing it in a limo."
"....."
-rattling
-rumbles
R shudders at the memory of that time.
R is especially afraid of Yasmin and Sheikha, the walking strategic weapon.
The Arabian imperial guards with their own lives, the high-ranking bureaucrats who rule over ninety million people and oversee the great plan of the empire.
Her stiff waist, stiff in front of her father, me, and even her own father, only bends smoothly in front of Yasmin and the Sheikha.
It's a woman's hanira, or sense, or karma, to take another man's man.
It's a feeling that is still too far away for me.
"Yasmin's marksmanship was so good that if you were a normal person, you would have been killed instantly."
"Just thinking about it gives me a headache."
With that, R rubbed his temples with his fingers.
He must have gotten all the red blood off...
I'll have to wipe it off later. Hmph.
"Anyway, your physical strength is not nuclear. You can survive an earth explosion, do you really need a headache?
"Ughhhhh... Still, it's a terrible feeling when something flies up and hits your temple."
"Hmm..."
"And I could theoretically survive a ground explosion. I mean, I'm not a monster, so there's no way that's actually possible, right?"
"What? You are a monster, right?"
"..."
-Puck
What? I think I just got hit by an R for some reason.
Huh? Huh? And why am I so sleepy?
Is it because I worked so hard last night to send R to heaven?
My eyes were closed, of course.
***
But there was no point in sleeping here, and I woke up slapping myself on the cheek.
But R's expression seems to have a hint of regret in it somehow... ....
I guess it's my mood, huh?
-Smirk
"Damn. I almost fell asleep."
"....That's too bad."
"What?"
"You can sneak in and fuck your master when he's sleeping."
"...What, I'm not in a reincarnation, I'm in a sex change?
Then.
Adam, who had been watching and listening, spoke up.
"Uh-huh. I.... I'm not a Rothschild."
"What the hell is he talking about?"
"I don't know..."
R and I shook our heads, a vague feeling of unease settling over us.
Adam continued to speak.
"You idiots. I may be a Jew, God's chosen advanced people, but I'm not ..... I'm not a Rothschild!"
"Really?"
"Yep. You assholes are so stupid you don't know what you're talking about, just like the inferior apes you are, hahaha!"
My fragile mind was greatly shocked by the words of Adam, who was raging like a madman, even if he was going to die.
And because I was mentally weak, I became sad.
So I looked at the all-powerful Doraemon, who had the ability to get whatever he wanted, even if it meant assassinating the president.
Go. Rmong.
"Ughhhh.... R. That asshole. What a dirty mouth."
"Don't worry about it. Master. I'll fix this inferior squire's mental state perfectly. I've been working on a new method of torture lately, combining the CIA's latest version of torture with my parents' methods of torturing children ..... I stumbled upon an eighth grade test subject who can survive torture to a certain degree."
"...."
"Considering how young he is, he can probably withstand some physical pain, and he can still swear at the top of his lungs, even if he's begging for his life.... I'm guessing you've got some brains too, seeing as how you can still swear at the top of your lungs...."
-Creepy
Is this what it feels like when a top chef sifts through the finest cuts of meat?
Your tongue, your lips. A quick lick, a twinkle in his eye, and a glance at R, who's looking at Adam, and I'm about to sneak away.
For one reason only.
Because the combination of madness and creepy good looks made me spill paint.
"Man, I'm looking forward to this."
"Hoo hoo hoo. Instead, you can wear whatever butler outfit you want tonight and bum me to your heart's content, Master. Where are you going?!"
As soon as I heard R's words about the butler outfit, I immediately turned my head and ran away.
No matter how much I like playing barbarian, I still have pride as an emperor.
I can't wear a butler outfit made of cloth.
Hmm.... But I'd like to try maid's outfits for Yasmin and Sheikha.
Of course, it's a slutty maid's outfit that covers very little. Hmph.
***
After I broke free of R's spell, I suddenly saw a dead body.
It was the corpse of a Class A artificial lifeform, shriveled because its neck and head were missing and it could no longer function normally.
"Why is there a corpse here?"..... "Oh, right. It died earlier, didn't it?"
I, who saw the corpse for the first time.... Huh? Come to think of it, I'm the first one to see a corpse, right?
Then why am I so unaffected by it?
Is it a reincarnation advantage?
Or am I really crazy?
Either that, or I have a personality overlap with the owner of my original body, the asshole?
"Ughhhhh... What happened?"
I shook my head, not wanting to think too long.
Through the torn suit, I could see the tattoo on the back of the Class A artificial lifeform.
A red shield and three golden armored features.
A golden lion clutching the left shield, and an imaginary Pocket X that looked like it was about to pounce on the right shield...
No, it's a unicorn, a fantasy beast.
Finally, the fist holding the five arrows symbolizes the five sons of the Rothschild family who founded the United States of America.....
Apparently it was the crest of the Daniel Davis Rothschild family.
Fucked up.
