I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

The little girl continued, her eyes were the color of amber.

"[Analysis] - The communication behavior of the "heart" presumed to be lacking in the Ex-Machina using the unique language of skin-tissue contact. "

"As long as the same behavior is imitated, this machine can also read the special language of "heart". "

She tilted her head and put her arm against Kurumi again, her face seemed to have a seductive look, but with that kind of good-reading tone, people really couldn't raise their desires.

"[Substitute] - You can ravage this machine with desire."

"Although...the machine has no holes...and no other parts." The two flexible tails were raised upwards, and the tip of the pendant-type connection system shimmered like a sapphire.

Really... I really want to pry open this Ex-Machina's head and see what's stuffed inside! ! !

Kurumi couldn't help but get mad.

Hold back... must hold back... Kurumi calmed his breath.

"Alala... Kitty, can you be normal?"

The young girl of the Ex-Machina raised her head, her eyes flickered, thinking about the deep meaning of Kuang's three words.

"[Waiting for silence]-Intelligence analysis-"

"[Read]-Imitating Personality 10010-"

"Sister-sister-sister, can you do this?" Under the seemingly lively movements, the machine was still reading coldly.

"Rejected!" Kuang San sighed, why did he let me encounter such a problem, Ex-Children ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. . .

"[Protest] - This setting is reasonable-"

"Alara, kitty." Kurumi said solemnly, placing his hands on the young Ex-Machina girl's shoulders. "If you use this mechanical language to tease me again... I can't guarantee that I won't tear you apart."

"【treat..."

The young girl was silent, closed her eyes, and remembered Kuang San's order, are you not allowed to use mechanical language?

"I see."

The amber eyes slowly opened, looking extremely cowardly.

"~neko...Ou Nisha (sister-sister)..."

"Is that okay? ~neko?"

With that thin whimper, Kuang San was stunned for a moment.

Is this... is it really an imitation?

"Kawaii!" Kurumi's eyes suddenly showed a fascinated look, then squatted down, hugged the Ex-Machina's young girl, and gently rubbed her face.

"~neko...I found that Ou Nisha is in a state of excitement..." The young girl of the Ex-Machina stated her findings in a tone that was almost murmuring, and then she changed her style of painting. .

"Ou Nisha... not a human in this world... right~ neko."

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Of course Kurumi is not from this world.

In the words of that Ex-Machina young girl, as a human being, she is too strong and too confident.

In this world, human beings who live like ants should not be so confident and vigorous, even that special 'observing body' is the same.

"Hey... what's your name?" Kuangsan asked as he rubbed his hair that was tough like a special fiber, but extremely soft.

"?c207Pr4f57t9~neko" The Ex-Machina's young daughter answered with a long list of numbers.

"Hey... let me say..." Kuang San pulled the little girl's face, and then stroked her specially folded ears.

Kurumi found a few pieces of Sakura's clothes. The thin clothes had beautiful lace on them, as thin and light as the specialties of the forest elves.

Fortunately, it can be worn. "How can there be such a name?"

“可是...?c207Pr4f57t9的名字，就是?c207Pr4f57t9~neko。那是我的编号~neko。”

Those red, amber eyes flashed with a sadness that shouldn't exist.

As an analysing body, she observed the 'human', a race that did not have the ability to connect the nerves of the "spirit corridor" and should have died directly, but ended up surviving like an undead.

However, when the system understood the thing called "heart", because of various unknown errors and many contradictions caused by theoretical loopholes, it was disconnected by the [connector] and was scrapped.

Now... only the last task left - observation and analysis [heart].

Hearing the paradox of this Ex-Machina girl, Kurumi finally understood... This machine is broken.

But... the bad ones are kind of cute.

"Ah ya ya- I said... it's the kind of name I can use to call you." Kurumi leaned down and smiled at the Ex-Machina's young girl.

"It's like, my name is Tokisaki_Kurumi." Kurumi smiled, as if it was her honor to remember this name.

"Shi-qi-kuang-san." Kuangsan smiled proudly. "You can call me Kuangsan."

"Crazy... three? ~neko." The Ex-Machina's young daughter raised her head, then stroked her long black hair, staring.

"Schwarzer—~neko!" The face that had always been either timid or indifferent, suddenly laughed.

"No way..." Kuang San scratched his nose against the Ex-Machina young girl's nose. "Let's get a normal name."