Robot Protection Zone Chapter 100

After the office became quiet, I checked what the secretary had left for me.

First, I looked at the document outlining my duties. It was only one page for a reason; the contents were simple.

It seemed to have been written in as much detail as possible, but when summarized, it was just simple document work and assisting with tasks.

My master always seemed so busy, so wasn’t this too little work compared to his?

I shook my head before my thoughts could get too long. It wouldn’t be right to make a hasty judgment without even starting. I decided to postpone my assessment of the workload until I started working and opened the laptop.

“This hasn’t changed much…”

Still, I was familiar with computers since I had used them to help with work in the lab when I was with my former master. The overall feel had changed a little, but the basic structure didn’t seem to have changed much.

I had been nervous that the usage would have changed completely, like with smartphones, but thankfully, it seemed I would be able to adapt quickly. If the document program was also similar to what I had used, I might be able to learn the work faster than I thought, I mused as I looked at the screen.

“Didi!”

Just as the hour-long training video was about to end, the door burst open and my master entered the office. He was slightly out of breath, as if he had run here as soon as the meeting ended.

“You’re back?”

My master seemed relieved to see me sitting quietly in my seat and greeting him, and he approached me. I wondered if he had been anxious that I might have disappeared somewhere in the meantime.

My master, who had checked the screen where the training video was playing, asked.

“You’ve already started?”

“Yes. I wanted to learn quickly before I start working.”

“So how is it?”

“I think it’s more manageable than I thought.”

“That’s a relief.”

My master said, sitting down next to me. I thought he was going to watch me study, but suddenly a firm arm pulled my waist.

“Didi, studying is good, but we have to finish what we were doing earlier.”

So he was planning to interrupt, not watch…

I instinctively blocked my master’s face as it got closer. As I felt his warm breath on my palm, I looked at him, and the corners of his eyes, visible above the back of my hand, were twisted into a scowl.

I discreetly averted my eyes and said.

“Wouldn’t it be better to check the documents first? I think I heard they have to be finished by today…”

As I said that, I glanced at the documents on the desk. No matter how I looked at it, it was not an amount that could be finished quickly. If he continued to spend time with me, it would clearly be difficult to finish by the end of the day.

At the mention of work, my master’s eyebrows twitched. His disgruntled, crumpled gaze was directed at me as if to ask if I was serious.

When I didn’t change my mind for a long time, my master slowly lifted his head from my palm. Tsk, my master clicked his tongue briefly and stood up.

“Right. I have to finish it quickly.”

I watched my master approach the desk full of documents, then turned my gaze back to the laptop. Since that mountain of documents wouldn’t disappear anytime soon, I planned to spend my time watching the lecture again.

“Didi, let’s go out for a bit.”

“What? Right now?”

Not long after I pressed the play button, I heard my master’s voice again.

He just sat down, though? When I turned around, my master was already up and getting ready to leave.

“But… what about the documents?”

“It’s okay, we’ll just have lunch and be back soon.”

Come to think of it, it was already close to noon.

It would be fine if we just had a quick meal and came back. I was starting to feel hungry, so I nodded and got up from my seat.

We took the car and left the company. I thought we would go to a nearby restaurant for lunch, but we arrived at a restaurant that was further away than I expected.

It was my first time at this restaurant, so I looked around slowly as I sat down. Perhaps because it was a bit far from the city, I liked the quiet and calm atmosphere. It was the perfect place to have a meal alone with my master.

“Didi, what do you want to eat?”

“Ah, I’ll have…”

I was about to look at the menu when I spotted a serving robot passing by and closed my mouth. It was a robot that looked similar to the old Eve. But that wasn’t the reason I couldn’t bring myself to speak.

“What’s wrong? Is there nothing on the menu you like?”

When I didn’t answer, my master asked as if he was about to suggest we go to another restaurant. I quietly shook my head and, after the robot had completely passed, said to my master in a small voice.

“I was afraid the robot would hear my voice as it passed by…”

“It’s okay to talk to robots now. A few days ago, Thomas updated them so they won’t develop emotions anymore.”

“Really?”

I was relieved to hear from my master that robots would no longer develop emotions even if I talked to them. While I felt at ease thinking that I could now talk to robots without worry, a strange, indescribable feeling also welled up inside me.

It seemed my master had really given up on the idea of restoring the human-bots. I had been willing to help if that was what he wanted.

For lunch, we had a salad with beef tenderloin steak and cream pasta. After a satisfying meal, I thought we were going back to the office, but the car stopped at an unexpected place instead of the company.

“A tailor shop…?”

“You’ll be starting work at the company soon, so you need a suit. You only have casual clothes right now.”

I agreed with my master’s words and nodded. My dressing room was almost entirely filled with casual clothes. The clothes I was wearing now were also something I had chosen from them to have a suit-like feel.

As I entered the shop, neatly hung suits greeted me. It felt like I had entered my master’s dressing room, so I looked around with sparkling eyes.

“Good day, Mr. William.”

“I’m here to have some clothes made for him today.”

My master pushed me forward in front of the tailor who had come to greet him.

I followed the tailor’s guidance and walked with my master to the back of the shop. The clothes filling all sides gave it a warm atmosphere. The air inside was indeed warm, unlike outside.

“Would you mind taking off your shirt for a moment so I can take your measurements?”

“Okay.”

I nodded and was about to take off my shirt, but my master grabbed my hand to stop me and answered the tailor instead.

“No, take them with his clothes on.”

“Understood.”

The tailor nodded and went somewhere. I looked up at my master, who had finally let go of my hand, and asked.

“Wouldn’t it be more accurate to take the measurements with my shirt off?”

“Didn’t you look in the mirror this morning?”

“The mirror?”

A question was returned instead.

I couldn’t guess what my master was trying to say, so I tilted my head. My master remained silent for a moment, then, after confirming that the tailor hadn’t returned yet, he stood me in front of a mirror on one side.

My master undid the buttons on my shirt with one hand with a few flicks. It happened so fast that I couldn’t react, and my collar was flung open.

“Huk…”

I unknowingly gasped at the reflection in the mirror.

Reddish marks that had been hidden under my shirt were spread thickly from my collarbone to my chest. There was even a bite mark on my shoulder, so it was clearly a mark from being bitten and sucked in bed last night.

Why didn’t I notice this when I was showering this morning? The marks left on my body were so clear and dark that I suspected my eyes were broken.

“Do you get it now?”

“Y-Yes…”

I quickly closed my shirt and nodded. If my master hadn’t stopped me when I was about to take off my shirt earlier, a really embarrassing situation would have occurred.

As I ducked my head to hide my blushing face, the tailor approached with a measuring tape.

“Then I’ll take your measurements.”

The measuring tape touched my body with a gentle touch.

My shoulder width, arm length, and chest circumference were measured in order, and the numbers were recorded in a small notebook. Next, in response to a request to spread my arms for a moment to measure my waist, I slightly raised my hands to the sides.

The moment the measuring tape tightened around my waist, revealing the lines of my body, I felt a gaze from somewhere.

When I turned my head, I saw my master sitting in a chair, quietly watching the scene.

The memory of last night suddenly came back to me at the intense gaze that was scanning my waist. The heat that remained in my body flared up and tried to grow, so I hastily suppressed it.

Even as the tailor’s hands moved along my waist, my master’s gaze did not waver.

Unsure of where to look under the intense gaze that was raking over my body as if I were naked, I awkwardly stared at the floor. I tried my best to act nonchalant, but every time I felt his gaze, the marks on my body burned.