The Thing About Me Being a Humanoid on Girls' Frontline

Ending like this in the last mission of the National Security Agency is indeed not a good ending, but M16A1 doesn't care about it.

After M16A1 left, UMP45, who had been secretly holding the gun tightly after leaving, slowly let go of the branded weapon in his hand.

'It seems that she really left as she said, huh. '

In the end, M16A1 still didn't do anything, which made UMP45 feel relieved.

To use the words in the novel to describe it is "the looming murderous intent has disappeared", which means.

UMP40 sensed 45's emotions and said, "45, you are very nervous."

UMP45 didn't want to talk about this kind of thing, so he said perfunctorily: "... I'm nervous, I'm not."

"You're lying." UMP40 stared at 45 and said, "When you were lying, your expression was very tense."

UMP40's words surprised 45.

"Huh? Yes, is that the case? I'm nervous?" UMP45 rubbed his cheek in doubt.

UMP40 is not cheating 45, but really aware of the situation of UMP45.

"If you want to not be noticed that you are lying, you have to learn to change your tone, 45."

"How could I have that kind of advanced skill, you're embarrassing me too much..."

UMP45 smiled helplessly.

"Even if it's difficult, you have to learn, otherwise how can you protect yourself?"

"Yes, but I don't think it's necessary."

"Why?" UMP40 asked puzzled.

"Because I don't want to be like that in front of you."

"...Well."

UMP40 stopped walking immediately.

"Why do you say that?"

However, this is a sudden problem with UMP45.

"Well, how should I put it, uh - I don't know why, I just want to be honest with you."

"Really?"

"real."

UMP40 looked at UMP45 silently

UMP45 stood awkwardly in front of 40.

The atmosphere became weird again, and an atmosphere that the human mind could not understand permeated between the two.

until--

"Pfft."

"..you're laughing at me, 40—!"

UMP45 said aggrievedly.

She is very serious about maintaining a good relationship with 40!

"No, this is my happy smile."

UMP40 smiled and hugged his best friend.

40's warm body was attached to his body, and this sudden movement made UMP45 bewildered.

"I'm glad you think so, 45, but personally, I still hope you can be a little 'cunning' and learn to hide your emotions properly."

"Well, but shouldn't friends be honest?"

"Then use it on others—you won't harm me anyway, so why should I worry? 45, as long as you live well, I'm the happiest!"

UMP40 pressed against his friend's forehead, smiling brightly: "No matter what you become, you are still UMP45, my good friend."

"Hmm, um!" UMP45, who was originally depressed, kept nodding his head: "No matter what we become, we are still good friends!"

Tap—the fists of the two dolls meet: this is a movement they learned from human cartoons.

Dolls can't learn things that humans don't have out of thin air, and they don't understand the meaning of them, but they will be influenced by humans and learn everything about humans.

"Okay, don't gossip, 45, let's deal with our 'mental bomb' as soon as possible!"

"it is good!"

UMP40 sprays UMP45 with healing spray.

The spray healed UMP45's wound, but the eye scar that had been split by the lady's weapon did not heal.

Maybe it was because the time was too late, or maybe it was because the lady's jagged weapon was too vicious, so it didn't take effect, and the scar remained on it.

"Will it look ugly?"

"No, he's very handsome. It's said that men with scars are manly!"