Automatic Doll Automaton

Crank, who fell asleep early and woke up again, grabbed some food and returned to the workbench. Charles and Lotte were still sitting on the chairs in front of him, guarding Carrot.

“You woke up early.”

“Were you guarding the carrot?”

“I just had nothing else to do.”

“Then read a book. Carrot also accumulated knowledge like that. Can you read text?”

“it’s possible. Then I will read the book from today.”

Lotte, who fixed her gaze on Carrot, continued.

“But now I want to watch.”

“Do whatever you like.”

Crank, who had been stretched a little, removed the covering cloth and disassembled the carrot’s armor plate. Incredibly dense artificial muscle ligaments were revealed.

“Me, the inside is a thing, almost a person? Is there little empty space?”

Tuna appears and interjects, looking down at Carrot’s body.

“Let’s begin.”

“That, yes. What, what are you going to do?”

“I will exchange everything except the frame. It takes off the artificial muscle first.”

“okay.”

Over the course of three days from that day, Crank and Tuna replaced almost all consumables in Carrot’s body except for the frame and armor plate, artificial muscles, ligaments, mana motors, mana engines, power lines, nerve wires, and joints.

“Boo, the cost of parts is exorbitant? Bird, I can buy a new one.”

“Not quite like that.”

Ariete, who was watching the work while cleaning up after making meals and running errands, murmured.

“All those spare parts are almost gone.”

At noon on the third day, after replacing and inspecting consumables, the crank finally completed the installation of the twin mana engine. Tuna, who was looking at it, said.

“Well, how about pouring it here?”

“Slime shock absorbers?”

“Mo, wouldn’t the body be more elastic and absorb shock?”

It was a crank that was worried, but I shook my head as expected.

“It’s a good method, but it has to be verified. Let’s test it on someone else first.”

“Um, okay.”

Lastly, Crank, who finished a thorough inspection with the armor plate covered, sighed and opened his mouth in a weary voice.

“Carrot. wake up.”

Ching-!

Carrot opened her eyes, stared at the ceiling, and then slowly raised her hand. A hand made out of a black automaton frame is visible.

“The replacement work is complete. wake up.”

A small automaton got up from the workbench, moved its arms and body, and jumped to its feet.

“Ohhh!”

Seeing Carrot move again, Tuna and Ariete liked it. Charles and Lotte just watched.

“Walk to the boiler and come.”

Carrot walked to the boiler located inside the studio and came back. Crank nodded and spoke again.

“This time, run and go.”

phut-!

“Wow?!”

Carrot took the boiler and returned with a slightly faster feeling than before. Ariete thought that the wind was blowing inside the tunnel-like warehouse she was using as her workshop.

Sensing something strange, Tuna bent down and looked down at Carrot.

“Ka, Carrot? are you okay? Why, why don’t you speak?”

“omg! Come to think of it!”

Ariete realized this sense of incongruity and was surprised. It was strangely quiet despite the carrot chattering nonstop with a voice like a bird chirping.

Crank, who brought a wig from a wooden box, beckons, and Carrot runs.

When a red heat-dissipating wig with a pleasant scent is attached to the head and fixed, the impression changes dramatically. I also brought in children’s clothes that I was wearing before the repair and put them on.

Carrot’s soft skin was removed from her gait or standing posture.

But even then, Carrot did not open his mouth. As soon as Tuna and Ariete became restless, Crank spoke.

“It’s because I don’t have soft skin.”

“what?”

“what? why?”

Carrot walked in front of Tuna and gestured. As Tuna bent down, Carrot whispered something.

Tuna’s face hardened. Ariete asked.

“What did you say?”

Tuna turns to look at Ariete. There’s something dark about that expression.

This time, Carrot stood in front of Ariete. As she beckoned with her small hand, Ariete quickly instructed Shion to bow down.

A small automaton with scattered red hair whispered in Ariete’s ear.

“How did it feel when you were naked with no limbs?”

Ariete’s face turned red. Ariete, who had a very complex expression on her face, looked at Carrot. Carrot walks back, hides behind Crank’s legs, and sticks her head out.

As Ariete straightened her back, Shion, guessing the situation, straightened her knees as well.

As a result, Ariete stood up and let out a long sigh before opening her mouth.

“It was embarrassing, disastrous, and brutal. i know how you feel now I see crank!”

Crank’s pitch headed for Ariete. She pointed to Carrot and said.

“Please give that poor Carrot a soft skin!”

“Don’t worry. I’m going to put it on tomorrow.”

Tuna and Ariete breathed a sigh of relief, and Carrot, who was holding on to Crank’s leg, raised her clenched little fist and was excited. But still, he didn’t speak.

For the first time, Tuna was furious.

“Why?! Why can’t I go pig?! I want to meet that legendary alchemist too!”

Ariete was even more surprised by Tuna not stuttering for the first time. Crank, who was bending down to pack his things, said while showing Tuna his butt.

“The witch is mentally unstable. so i can’t take you Carrot and I have been together before, so it’s less, but the witch considers people she sees for the first time as her enemies.”

Carrot, who was sitting next to Ariete and shaking her leg, writes in a notebook and shows it.

-A very closed witch. I’m a dead man in the corner of the room.

“Oh oh! We can share written conversations!”

Ariete hugged Carrot. I showed the notebook to Tuna as well, but she still waved her arms and sighed.

“but! still! me too! With the history of living alchemy!”

“Write a letter.”

Seeing Crank holding out a pen and paper, Tuna gave a puzzled look.

“Open, letter?”

“Okay, let me introduce you first. Try to convince your pen pal that you won’t do any harm. If you like it, they might ask you to bring it.”

Sitting at the workbench with paper and pen, Tuna began to write passionately.

Crank stood up.

“Carrot to the market with me…”

Carrot climbed onto Ariete’s bed and sat back, wrapped in a blanket. Ariete thought it was cute.

Crank, scratching his helmet a little, looked at Ariete.

“Ariete, Charles, let’s go together. You have to see the market.”

“I get it. What are you going to buy?”

“Supplies to bring to that witch.”

“Supplies?”

“Before that, there is something everyone should know. Don’t go around talking about the Witch Gorgon in public. Few people know.”

Everyone nodded enthusiastically.

Crank, who took Ariete and Charles to the guild and rented a wagon, went to the market that way, but Ariete swarmed.

“I want to register as an adventurer! I want to repay the favor!”

“Before that, are you registered as a citizen here?”

“Uh, no.”

Crank, who climbed into the driver’s seat, said.

“Let’s upload Carrot’s soft skin and register as citizens. I will be your guarantor.”

“also! thanks! crank!”

“Ride. busy.”

It was almost evening when the cranks headed to the market bought a wagon full of daily necessities and returned to the studio.

And at dawn the next day, Crank and Carrot set off for Gorgon.

“Hey, open this, don’t forget the letter and twist it, please deliver it.”

“I get it.”

Ariete takes Carrot’s hand.

“Please come back.”

Carrot, wearing a white sheet, writes in a notebook and shows it.

-okay. If you can’t sleep, hug Tuna too.

Facing each other’s eyes, Tuna and Ariete giggled a little together and then waved their hands.

“Come on!”

“Everyone, let’s go.”

The carriage started. When they reached the gate through the road at dawn, the guards greeted them.

“crank? Where are you going?”

“yes. I am going to work.”

“You must be having a hard time starting in the morning.”

The guard who stamped the papers looked at the pile of sheets sitting on the driver’s seat and asked.

“Are you Carrot?”

Carrot didn’t answer. As the guard tries to lift the seat, Crank puts his big hand on Carrot’s shoulder.

“I wouldn’t do that.”

“uh···.”

“Yumma!”

An old guard walked over and slapped him on the back.

“Come on, open the gates! Can’t you see the line behind you?!”

“Ah, yes!”

A guard ran over and pulled the lever to open the automatic gate. Just in time the morning sun rises. An older guard with a mustache cleared his throat and saw off the crank.

“Go away. When I come back, I hope the gang is riding.”

“thank you.”

Gorgon’s residence was about two hours away from Argon, near an abandoned mine commonly called Grape Dungeon.

Walking through the woods in the cold morning, they arrived at a rocky hill with a grape dungeon nearby.

Crank got off his horse and walked in front of the rock, cleared his throat a little, then opened his mouth.

“We are here. Please let me in.”

Ted deed…!

Surprisingly, as the rock rose upward, a cave wide enough for a wagon to enter was revealed. Grabbing the reins and stepping inside, the rock came down again and blocked the entrance.

After passing through a cave carved out of a stone wall with the help of lights hanging from the ceiling, a huge space soon appeared.

A huge ball of light was hanging from the high ceiling, so it was as bright as daytime, and below it was a beautiful garden and a nice mansion.

Although geographically and geographically implausible, Crank and Carrot bravely made their way through the grassy garden to the mansion.

Two hardskin automatons with red cloaks hanging down by the door of the mansion stand like statues, then bow their heads.

When Crank, who was holding the reins, raised his hands to announce that he had no intention of attacking, they raised their heads again and turned their gaze to the garden.

The door to the mansion opened and someone walked out.

“Are you here? Meister Crank.”

It was a woman wearing glasses who looked good in a maid outfit. She also said hello to Carrot.

“Welcome, Carrot.”

Carrot, who threw off the sheet and came downstairs to carry her luggage, bowed her head to her. The witch Gorgon’s Maid Case, who smiled at them, guided them.

“Leave it and we will sort it out. Thank you for the supplies as always.”

“Nothing to say, who is that?”

“The master is sleeping.”

“It’s just fine. I want to repair Carrot’s soft skin before he wakes up. Is that okay?”

“Of course. Do you know where it is?”

Crank nodded and took Carrot into the spacious workshop in the mansion. Equipment of a very high level was installed, and he poured the soft skin he had brought into the glass tank and started re-culturing.

“It was done once, so you just have to go in.”

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Carrot’s wig and clothes were removed, and Crank lifted Carrot and placed Carrot in a huge glass tank.

grumble,

The clear culture solution rises from the bottom and fills the glass tank in an instant.