C 34. Serene ll

This is good sleep.

How long has it been since I have a relaxing mind and heart and sleep like a princess?

I slit my eyes open and found my spacious room a bit dim, but I can make out everything with clarity as my vision was always excellent.

I took a deep breath and buried my head into the fluffy pillow and blanket that covered me. Such relaxation I have to savour every second. 

I groan in satisfaction as I lazily stretch my limbs. I coiled myself, then I stretched my hands and legs in different directions like a starfish. 

~hooo~

But something is a bit disturbing the seemingly peaceful relaxing time. A faint reek of sweat, though I'm not sweaty the smell is just a thing making me feel less perfect.

I coiled into a ball by facing the door to my toilet, procrastination kicking in telling me to sleep more, and later I may wash myself.

But the smell that disturbed the peace of the beauty is saying otherwise. In the end, I won against my procrastination and slid my slender legs down my bed.

Gradually, the brush of fluffy rug under my feet helps me have some mental clarity, escaping the sleep a bit more as my feet are buried under the soft bushy rug.

I sat in bed, the battle still going on between my laziness and my common sense. My hair is scattered over my head as half cover my face.

I groaned as I won again, standing up, staggering till I walked to the toilet door. It opened on its own and I entered.

As usual, it's empty with four drawn circles at different parts of the spacious washroom.

I walked to one of them and stood. The circle lit up and a mirror appeared in front of me with a woman in white beside me.

I look at myself through the mirror, finding that there is so much sleep in me. Seeing myself I got some courage and shook my head to wake up more but it did not work.

"Cold shower," I said lazily.

A shower plate appeared overhead and it poured down. My instinct kicked in to adjust my body temperature to suit the coldness but I'm too lazy to do it.

I shriek my muscles contract and shake a bit as the cold water washed over me. Even though I'm still wearing clothes, it felt chilly to the bone.

But I still did not adjust my temperature but allowed myself to get tortured with the little cold. 

All the foggy mind of sleep washed away as the cold water did its job of waking me up.

"Finally." 

Today is really a good day for me to not be able to wake up by myself. I remember a bit of what happened before I fell asleep but I discard it, not bothering myself from the long boring analysis.

Hehehe, now is the time for me to enjoy my cleansing. It's a good thing to be a VIP in this facility.

I spread my hands as if flying before I fall back without a care in the world that I might injure myself.

But a formless force enveloped me, stripped me out of my clothes and gently put me on the toilet. I did my thing and I shrieked because the water itself is moving to clean my bum-bum and making sure there is no speck of filth.

I will never get used to this but it's amazing to just think of something and things happen. The woman from before is my personal washroom AI robot.

It's a high ends tech that knows all kind of washing techniques, massage techniques, and if I'm a male she may be an excellent sex partner. 

Haha, Mother will kill me if I asked for a man as washroom AI robots. But besides my pride will not allow me to do it with an object, only a real human, worthy of my status.

The AI robot is the one controlling the formless energy that serves as telekinesis to all this, but if I want to be washed manually I can change the settings.

My hair is already being prepared, soap of different colours and fragrances are floating around me mixing and flowing on my skin giving me a very good sensation.

~oh..~

~ah…~

~hohoho~

~hhmm~

…

I was floated out of the washroom covered with the softest towel in existence and placed in front of a mirror.

A smile of happiness plastered on my face, as my eyes looked at the woman behind me. It's the one responsible for the aesthetic design of women. 

It smiled to show its intelligence before my skin started to be oiled and hair arranged to my liking.

I did not choose any drastic show-off but rather a simple one that the facility dictates subjects like me should.

That is the only sad part. I can only wear my uniform and normal makeup.

After dressing and my excitement returned to normal my stomach growled. Hehe, now let's eat something. 

"Breakfast please." Something buzzed in the room and went silent.

This place will only be perfect if it has fewer restrictions. As a Subject, I have to eat what the scientist said. So even as I'm VIP I can't order anything.

But the good news is they know how to pick excellent food befitting one's status.

"Are you done with your three-hour shower?" A voice said behind me. 

I sigh as I turn around hurriedly and walk toward the sound. It was a hologram of a tall woman.

"Good Morning, Ma." 

"How are you feeling? Yesterday the doctors said you passed out."

"Yeah, I was training." With a smile on my face, I said. I want to tell her everything.

"Hey, you shouldn't be careless in trying things without supervision. The reason you are here is to get guidance and if you are doing things on your own, things might go wrong." 

My mom is a worrisome person, even though she knows I'm in good hands she always checks on me every day, and for that, she has to pay every time.

Outch!

She knocked my head, "You are not listening to me Serene."

"I'm, Ma." I hurriedly said.

Before she hit me again I slowly began to explain to her. As she is a good listener, she pays a lot and excited attention.