Refining The Prototype

Narcissus's here.

As the day waned, I, Narcissus, remained knee-deep in arcane technology and synthetic biology, alongside my three confidantes—Kuzunoha, Verina, and head of consul Lupina.

Our task? To perfect our latest creation: the Organic Calculator. 

"Your cooking is always a delight, Narcissus," Kuzunoha said as she elegantly dined on the food I made like a nobility. "You will make a great wife, and I'm more than happy to be the husband in the relationship~"

Thank you, but I have no plan to take the role of a wife.

"What is the implication of that comment, Kuzunoha?" Verina shot the fox a glare with her courageous deadpan. She was also feasting with us on the dining table, all while spoon feeding her semi-canine mono-bodypart friend, Lupina, who could only open her mouth when there was nothing to chew in it.

It was an enigma on where that food went, and how she even had the urge to be hungry, and sustenance, like, what?"