Chapter 21: To My New Home

Chapter 21: To My New Home

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Wow. What’s this?

As I was leisurely picking up food from the tray, I noticed something squirming behind me one day. I was briefly startled since the door wasn’t open.

Watching it squirm a little away, I felt a strange sensation. It was difficult to pinpoint the exact feeling.

Seeing it wriggle like slime in a game made me feel queasy.

By the way...

Did that thing just detach from my body?

Staring at it intently, it didn’t seem to be doing anything specific. My detached body was just wobbling like blue pudding.

It didn’t talk to me or come close to touch me; it just plopped down like a blob.

When I moved further away, it came crawling back just a bit.

In my ordinary life, it was a very creepy presence, so I made a conscious effort not to touch it.

However, since there was nothing else to entertain me, I was secretly pleased to have something to watch.

I wonder how long it’s been since I’ve been observing the squirming creature from afar.

The locked door opened, and just like last time, a person dressed in a spacesuit-like outfit walked in.

Judging by the familiar movement, he seems to be the man who always brings me food. I don’t know his name, though.

Anyway, during the last meal, he didn’t show any signs of fear, but now, it seems like he’s scared of that tiny little one.

The flattery is too much towards that tiny creature.

I feel the internal intimacy I had built up is diminishing.

Ugh... coward.

Watching him come in, set down the tray, and leave made me feel bubbly inside.

Well, I burst into laughter, I suppose.

Stories of such cowards are quite amusing, after all.

I was more curious about what food the man left behind today.

The circumstances of a man afraid of a viscous substance smaller than his own fist were none of my concern. Either way, the man was clearly a coward.

The important thing is to look good in front of that intellectual woman.

As I nervously approached the tray, I saw steam rising from it.

I don’t have taste buds, but somehow, I felt my mouth watering as I looked at the tray.

There was a convenience store lunchbox placed there.

Something feels odd.

It seems almost like there’s no difference between a burger and that, yet staring at the lunchbox makes me feel uneasy.

Does it lack sincerity?

Well, I should eat whatever is served, even if I’m full, but still... something doesn’t feel right.

I’ll eat it, though.

I reach out, keeping my gaze fixed on the lid, and a warm smile reminiscent of a skilled actor graces my face.

This time, I don’t plan on devouring it in one go, but to open the lid and just eat the food.

It was also a way to showcase my usefulness to the researchers observing me.

I used to eat everything, including the packaging, but I thought it didn’t highlight my usefulness as much.

Packaging separately, food separately.

Wouldn’t this make my utility more noticeable?

*Snap.*

I felt the hard and smooth texture as I opened the lid.

*Phoo!*

Steam rushed out, blurring my vision, but it posed no threat to me now.

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“...It’s nothing. Let’s start moving. Hand me that.”

Kim Cheonsu handed the box to Han Seori, who then covered it with a cloth.

Once covered with the cloth, the box trembled slightly.

‘...Does she, unexpectedly, dislike darkness?’

Considering she came from a damp sewer.

For some reason, ‘Damn Snot’ didn’t like the feeling. Although the days of being called ‘Damn Snot’ were numbered, Kim Cheonsu never knew that she would always be called ‘Damn Snot’ deep down.

Anyway.

The two went through a slightly complicated path, got into a car with tinted windows, and departed somewhere.

As the blue jelly in the darkness trembled, Kim Cheonsu reflected on the actions he had taken so far.

The vehicle drove off on a well-polished road.

Watching the factory shrinking in the rearview mirror, Kim Cheonsu asked in a low voice.

“I heard there was some issue at the factory this time... Is everything okay?”

Han Seori, who was leaning against the window with a bored look, replied nonchalantly.

“Well... I mean, there’s nothing good in knowing, right?”

“...Haha, that’s true, I guess.”

Did he just ask for no reason?

Kim Cheonsu closed his mouth with a puzzled look on his face.

He tried to change the atmosphere a bit, but it seemed like a failure.

However, he understood Han Seori.

It was probably because it was a story with nothing good in knowing. It was typical of Han Seori to casually take care of things like that.

...She seemed a bit soft towards ‘Damn Snot,’ but that was just how she usually was.

And then.

Han Seori, who had been pursing her lips, slowly opened her mouth.

“You buy ‘Solvent Purple’ MREs, right?”

“Ah, yes.”

“Maybe... it’s better not to eat them for a while.”

“...Is that so?”

“Yes. For a while.”

Kim Cheonsu pondered her words and nodded.

Silence fell inside the vehicle once again.

After a while, the car arrived in front of a barricade guarded by men.

Approaching the vehicle with a hostile demeanour, they demanded the windows be rolled down by knocking on them.

Awoken by the noise, Han Seori groggily showed her ID, which was hung around her neck, to the man requesting it.

“You may proceed.”

“...Thank you.”

As Han Seori nonchalantly responded to the suddenly polite attitude, Kim Cheonsu started the car without a word.

The car pulled up in front of a well-maintained building that seemed clean and orderly.

At a glance, the building looked like a university campus.

Carrying the box, Han Seori got out of the car and walked into the building.

The interior didn’t seem particularly remarkable.

Finally reaching the elevator with a sign saying ‘Under Inspection,’ Han Seori looked around before brushing her ID badge against the panel.

The elevator, which had been dark until then, slowly opened as Han Seori boarded with an indifferent expression and pressed a button.

The elevator closed tightly and descended underground.

Shortly after.

As if it would never come back up.

The lights went out.