Episode 75. Just Me
There are so many coincidental things in the world.
A high school girl goes into a convenience store and grabs a triangle kimbap, and a handsome guy grabs it with her. That’s how they become friends. In fact, that guy is the second generation of a conglomerate.
Of course, this is a story that does not exist in reality, but where I am standing now is not reality.
I never thought that in this world, there would come a day when I would ponder on coincidences.
Who would have thought that one of Ruska’s former roommates was the head of our newspaper department?
“Radon, tell me honestly.”
“What is it?”
“How did you seduce my little sister? She was the one I loved and cared for, so why did she leave me? And to you of all people!”
“By the way, is changing rooms a job?”
He brought a wheelchair and kept moving around next to me.
I tried to tell him to get out of the way because he was bothering me while I was writing my paper, but he just calmed me down and told me to get out of the way.
And yet, it remained still as if it were rooted to the spot. Not only that, it was staring at me like a ghost. It was creepy.
“Oh my… I loved that kid so much.”
“I heard Ruska really hates her roommates, including you, senior?”
“lie!”
“It’s a fact. I heard it from him himself. He said that we were like X together and he doesn’t want to see me again.”
“Did I do something to deserve such hatred? Sob sob….”
What have you done so well that you’re crying, you reckless girl? How can you be the head of the newspaper department with this kind of mentality?
“I just hugged you because you were so cute when you were sleeping and recommended some Nobel records to you.”
“and….”
I took a deep breath as I absentmindedly wrote the diary. Now I think I know why Ruska wanted to share a room with me.
If there were three of these idiots in a room, it would have made me feel even more nauseous than my dog-like seniors in the military.
You hugged me because I thought you were cute while you were sleeping? What is this… Isn’t that the level of that damn senior hugging me because he thinks I’m cute? Ugh! – The lunch I had a little while ago is about to come up.
And you recommended Nobel Records?
When it comes to Trisha’s Novel Records, the only thing that comes to mind is ‘Those Things’ that rotted my eyes last time. But you said you endured it after seeing that?
‘I’m sorry for the misunderstanding, Ruska. Now that I see you again, you’re a fairy.’
That’s enough for a reason for moving. But why did you choose my room? Could it be because we’ve been living together for three months?
-Don’t cry. If makeup mixes with your tears and gets into your eyes, there is a risk of vision loss. Beep.
“You’re the only one who can comfort me, Chorong.”
When the artificial golem handed her a handkerchief, Trisha hugged the golem and called it by its nickname.
He kept rubbing his face, and the golem’s surface was covered in makeup. Golems don’t have feelings, but the thought of Ruska being treated like that made him hold his forehead.
-But what is Chorong? It’s not some kind of kid.
“By the way, have you heard? The imperial family has decided to fully support the production of artificial golems.”
“Of course I heard it.”
The time has finally come. The episode of the artificial spirits in the archives that will be the prelude to Chapter 3.
While we were on vacation, the Imperial Family took note of the seriousness of the events that had occurred during the first semester.
An innocent person is nearly killed by a monster due to a crazy student, and a human called the Elder of the Magic Federation reveals his true colors and releases the Nine-Tailed Fox.
There was a need to strengthen security at the Academy.
In order to do so, it was decided to further strengthen the system called Archive. This is how the artificial spirit that moves the artificial golem was born.
The development was aided by the royal attendants, some of whom were blind followers of Enviel.
Therefore, they too are henchmen of the demon-cult group ‘Doomsday’. They must have played a trick on the completed artificial spirit.
What these guys are trying to convey is ‘criticism of humanity’. They trick the artificial spirit into feeling the dark side of humanity, and the spirit ends up going berserk.
Unfortunately, the board members were away at that time, and the only one left was Heidern, but he fell for the temptation of the blackened artificial spirit and became a wreck.
From then on, the rebellion of the machines we are familiar with begins in earnest.
But there is still time left until then, as this chapter will be conducted throughout the last part of the second semester.
However, it was not to the extent of eating up the game’s length, and it was also a short and punchy episode.
“Right now, only helper golems are available, but a combat golem may be available within the midterm evaluation period. It would be more cost-effective if a golem that perfectly analyzes the opponent’s skills and helps with battles rather than a practice monster that is virtually summoned.”
“Then the professors will be comfortable for a while. The golems are already doing the paperwork for them.”
Golems began to be mobilized for cleaning and restaurant work. As the positions for servants gradually decreased, the day came when the sadness of humans losing their livelihoods could be experienced in fantasy.
“Wouldn’t it be nice if Golem could write our articles for us soon? Then we could leave the annoying work to Golem and just sit in a corner and listen to the Nobel Records. It would be paradise.”
Oh, it wasn’t because of the machine that they lost, it was their own will that was the problem. We need to correct that.
“If that happens, what will become of us? There will be no point in doing club activities.”
“…Now that I hear it, that’s true. In fact, my head isn’t all that flowery either. I’ve imagined several times that these guys might rebel and take over the academy.”
That’s how words become seeds, senior.
“Then you should stop thinking about pushing more work onto them.”
“Even if I quit, other departments are already doing the same thing. What would change if just one person quits?”
Am I the only one? The moment I heard that, I shivered as if a bug had crawled on me.
If this was where the troops were being assembled, Trisha’s thrush would have gone away without a word.
“But it’s okay! You’re treating me like this… like this, so there’s no way you’d attack me!”
Trisha took out her makeup and painted the golem’s face as she pleased. I don’t know how skilled she is, but the facial structures of golems and humans are very different.
For example, if you draw a realistic human face on an egg, it looks kind of bizarre. Isn’t that what people commonly call the uncanny valley?
The unpleasant design ended up being drawn on the golem’s face.
“What do you think, Chorong? Do you like this cute guy?”
The awkwardly drawn aunt was unnecessarily bright-eyed. Not only was she painted with a face that looked like it was about to vomit, she was also hugging her.
Chorong’s head is covered in makeup and pink seals are frequently engraved on her lips. That’s why it’s impossible for the machine not to rebel.
A combat golem will be released soon. It was created to help humans, but it will end up attacking them instead. I am worried about the future of Chief Trisha, who is unaware of such an ironic future.
Isn’t that the kind of character that would be like that? Just an extra who died in an attack by a robot that betrayed him while showing red eyes.
For now, we will do as our academics command, but soon the hint will be lifted.
Then, along with the red glow in their eyes, the children’s temperament changes. To relieve the stress they have accumulated from humans.
‘Hold on, it’s under control now, but if they really feel any kind of stress…’
-Maan Lv1
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Race: Golem
Occupation: Helper
Horsepower: 10/10
Tendency: A sense of liberation, wanting to break free from shackles
Feelings towards user: None
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‘As expected.’
Right now, it’s still under the command of the Bachelor’s side, but it’ll run wild as soon as it’s activated.
During that time, he felt the malice of humans and thought deeply about it. He decided that there was no need to help humans, so he rebelled and became a lump of evil.
After that, he transports everyone in the school to a subspace and completely blocks magical power, driving the characters into a corner.
“What do you think, Radon? Our Chorong is cute.”
-… Beep.
Right now, she’s being treated like that, but soon, she’ll be retaliated against several times more. Right now, Chorong is probably forming an algorithm just like Trisha is doing.
You may not know it, but these guys are more than just helpers; they are observing everyone in the dormitory.
When a cadet is seen doing something bad, an algorithm is formed that labels that cadet as a ‘bad cadet’.
If you ask about that cadet, the word bad will always come out. So acting like Trisha is just creating a dent in your own grave.
‘When we go out on a mission soon, our teams will be organized based on that algorithm.’
The second semester midterm evaluation will be replaced by an externally requested task.
Joe’s artificial self makes decisions based on the analysis of the bachelor’s environment so far.
Bad kids together, scared kids together, ignorant kids together.
And between kids who like each other.
* * * * *
Even if Golem takes away your job, it doesn’t change the fact that it’s convenient.
The Academy’s most luxurious dormitory was always filled with a large number of servants, but half of them were walking dolls.
Since they do not have the concept of burnout, it makes people wonder whether they should work at all. As a result, the number of employees who slacken off is also increasing.
“hmm….”
Jenny Chainsilver kept a golem in her room and stared at it intently.
Jenny was more curious than averse to other people, so she was not afraid of anything except ghosts.
“What’s your name?”
-An artificial spirit, a helper golem derived from Mosria. Beep.
“What is that?”
It was a very stiff and weightless answer. Jenny looked disappointed because she only moved her mouth strangely without any particular emotion.
But their use is so useful that it makes you forget their dullness. They can analyze anything and produce the desired results.
“I have a lot of questions these days. Can you listen to them all?”
-Search for anything. Beep.
10 p.m. Jenny continued to ask questions while lying on her bed in her underwear.
Golem carefully sat down on the bed so as not to trip Jenny and listened to her.
“This is a story about a friend of mine. Remember, this is a story about my friend.”
-Beep.
“That friend has been having trouble with men lately. They had a misunderstanding and made up, and they’ve become really close. But that guy recently started sharing a room with another woman. I try to just ignore it, thinking it’s nothing, but it’s really bothering me.”
I wanted to do something for the man. I wanted to somehow make up for the past when I had pushed him away without even knowing that he was under a curse.
Even if he had not been a man, he might have destroyed himself because of the Silver Age.
Yes! This is definitely a sense of responsibility. You have a duty to take responsibility for that man. That’s why you frown when you see another woman moving in as your roommate.
“But the girl I ended up sharing a room with happened to be my close friend… no, she was close with my friend. Even though she was prickly, I could relate to her quite well, so I said I didn’t want to drift away from her.”
-… .
“I want to give some advice to my friend.”
I didn’t want anyone to find out who that guy was. Even if he was a golem, I felt like my face would explode like a bomb if I said anything.
The golem spoke, tilting his head slightly.
-Can I ask what favor my friend did for the guy? Beep.
“Do I really have to tell you?”
-Beep.
I’m so embarrassed… but I lied and said we were friends so it shouldn’t be a problem.
“My friend is a successful nobleman. So, during the vacation, I invited him to stay at my house, helped him train, and even prepared a place for his parents to live. I think that’s enough to show my affection, right?”
-Yes, it’s something you can’t do unless you love the person. Beep.
“I guess so?”
-But you just said you were sleeping at home? Beep.
“Uh… but?”
– Men and women sleeping in the same house is a very sensitive issue. Since it has a yellow stamp, I will exclude it from the questions. Beep.
“That’s not it!”
Jenny suddenly got angry and became very upset.
Jenny was taken aback by the sudden restriction on questions, but most of the cadets, including her, did not know the details of the Golem’s manual.
The fact that obscene or violent content is restricted by another self called ‘Yellow Stamp’.
-There is insufficient information because one element was left out of the question. New information is needed. Beep.
“for example?”
-Please state the name of the cadet in question. Beep.
“…!”
Jenny suddenly gasps for breath.
The golem’s eyes turned blue as if it had sensed something when it saw that sight.
After much thought about what to do, Jenny finally said.
“Radon… Crowler.”
-This is Cadet Radon Crowler from Class 1-A. I will take note. Beep-
“Ah… I’ve finally been confirmed as a member of Class A.”
The embarrassment he had felt at finally standing on the same level as her disappeared in an instant.
Starting tomorrow, the time spent taking classes with Radon will increase. Jenny was rubbing her face against the bed in joy, but… Golem continued to analyze her appearance.
Finally, I figured out that Jenny was lying. That ‘that friend’ was actually Jenny herself.
Jenny had no way of knowing that, and Golem was recording it in the algorithm.
Surviving as an Academy Fraudster
