Chapter 19 – Absence of Senses
Neither bright nor dark, a therapy room that makes you feel at ease
The sofa bed, which became one with my body, sank me below the surface of my consciousness, and the aroma that penetrated my nostrils caught my ankles and led me deeper.
The eye patch for sleeping comfortably blocked my vision without any pressure, but since I was invisible, I felt the comfort and pleasant scent of the sofa enveloping my body more sensitively.
Then I heard a male voice.
[Are you procrastinating?]
“If I did, I wouldn’t have crawled into the monsters’ den.”
[Do you feel like you have no friends to open up to?]
“There was, but it’s gone. They would all be dead.”
[Do you feel you have no vision or plans for the future?]
“Does survival count as a vision? Married and having children, I think it will be difficult now.”
[Would you like to travel lightly? If so, where would you like to go?]
“I can’t go out.”
[Have you ever thought of resting in the sea, mountains, valleys and nature?]
“I can’t go out.”
[Do you feel that others are ostracizing you?]
“There are no people.”
[Are you afraid of being embarrassed or embarrassed in front of others?]
“Because there are no people!”
[Do you have a partner for sexual activity?]
“Hey…”
[Do you feel sexual desire more often than in the past?]
“……!”
I cried out with a heart that slowly bubbling.
“Ah! I want to have sex!!!”
She threw the blindfold over her eyes and bounced off the couch.
“Manual, stop psychological counseling program.”
[Order received.]
With those words, the soft light went off and a bright light came on.
The beginning of my receiving such a psychological counseling program was a word I casually said in front of Artemis.
‘Ah, I want to have sex!’
Accumulated stress and fatigue, loneliness from being alone for a long time, and blood from a very boiling age.
[I increased the oxygen concentration in the room slightly. This will alleviate some of the confusion in your head. And I recommend going here.]
That’s how she sent me to the aromatherapy room.
It was certainly a comfortable and quiet place, but it didn’t help much.
If the cause of the stress was work or relationships, what would be the effect if it was loneliness and sexual desire?
Then, there was psychological counseling as a special option, so I tried it.
It is close to an option for assortment matching conducted by a manual, but it is not something to be ignored as it is made by an authorized institution based on verified data.
The problem is that it is a program created based on a world in which society functions normally and humans interact with each other.
How are your interpersonal relationships in the current situation, where do you want to go on a trip, and what are your thoughts about the future?
[The therapy room didn’t work. Dopamine levels are still below normal, and noradrenaline flow is unstable. I don’t like it, but I plan to prescribe medication if the situation gets worse.]
“I’ve been wanting to say this for a while, but can you refrain from looking into other people’s bodies? If you’re curious, just ask.”
[Why should I? There is a saying that one hundred words is worth seeing. One scan can more accurately determine your heart and health than 100 conversations.]
“It’s because I feel like I’m being interrogated in the nude. Even a worn-out porn star would be reluctant to do something like this?”
It will not be easy for young ladies who point their genitals and anus to the camera on a fictitious day to have their hormones and nerves in their bodies scanned.
Isn’t this different from looking into the heart? If it was an ordinary doctor, not Artemis, scanning me, I would never have allowed it.
[I understand that it may be uncomfortable, but I have a duty to keep you healthy. Jinsu, we are a community of destiny. You can block my scans with your permission, but please don’t. I want to prevent your physical and mental pain in advance.]
Artemis worried about me in a more low-key way than I could have imagined. If so, what more can you say?
In times like this, it’s a good way to work with whatever comes into your hands, but that’s already finished.
The air supplied by changing the ventilation filter was refreshing, and the power supply was also pleasant. There are no robots that are in a standstill anymore.
After doing this, boredom will continue indefinitely. A creature called a man is bored and when he is alone, he has arrogant thoughts, especially erotic thoughts.
‘Fuck, even if you go when you go, shouldn’t you pull it out coolly and go? Wahahahahaha!’
Like the android with his face between the legs of that disgusting worker supervisor.
“As expected, people seem to spread when there is no work.”
After returning, there were many things to do. In addition to the overdue work, there are various things to see.
Examples include cleaning up and collecting personal items from residents. I recalled that time.
Fuck!
The arms of the infected were cut off by the ax swinged by the security robot.
“It is also very strong. Limbs are severed in one shot.”
He said while watching it on the screen of the upper central control room. I hold a bag of jerky in my left hand and a Coke Zero in my right.
Fuck!
With a second ax blow, the Infected lost both arms. Judging by the trembling around his eyes, is he still alive? He might already be dead. What does it matter anyway?
It’s the 5th day of the suffocation operation, so you should be able to tell the difference between a dying person and someone who has already died.
When the security robot swung an ax and cut off all the remaining limbs, the Loader came and collected them. Properly cut chunks were placed in buckets and lifted one after another.
All of the security robots that were damaged within the permissible range were repaired at the factory in the central region and then put into a general cleaning process.
Most of the infected were dead, and even those that were still alive were practically living corpses, so there was no resistance.
Gee ying.
A road roller is a vehicle used to compact the ground or asphalt, but now it was compacting something else.
Supportive position.
Some infestations with a hard surface were collected and spread out as minced meat.
How about a crane vehicle?
Originally, it was used to tow other vehicles or move very heavy construction structures, but now it was lifting and moving a large variant, Juggernaut, like a dollhouse.
Watching the guard robot cutting off limbs or the road roller crushing the infected was bloody and brutal, but just seeing it now made me laugh.
It was because the shape was similar to moving a gorilla doll in a doll draw.
A heavy mass that was carried by one ankle and swayed from place to place.
From up close, it looks like a bloody monster, but from a distance, it looks like a toy doll.
They had a lot of breathing to match their size, so they all died within a day.
According to Artemis’ report, there were as many as nine of them in the shelter. If half of them were near the government building, the operation might have failed.
Infectious agents collected from all over the place were burned together in an incinerator.
The shelter is of a scale that can accommodate the population of the town unit, but it presupposes recycling of resources in accordance with the closing cycle.
Thanks to this, the incinerator was small compared to the size of the shelter, but it had to be turned around all day because it had to deal with the corpses of the giant nest.
I didn’t feel any horror at the sight of the corpses of the infected being spit out by the vehicle.
Maybe it’s because I’ve destroyed people in human form so many times and seen so many corpses that I’ve blunted my feelings.
There was one more event besides the clean-up, which was pretty exciting.
It’s loot time.
At the same time as the cleanup work, useful materials were recovered from the workers’ housing and various offices and rest rooms, and there were quite a few interesting items.
“Why did you bring waxing supplies? What do you have to write here?”
Since they haven’t received any tenants yet, all of them are workers and, of course, most of the workers here are men.
What would you like? Until recently, this was a construction site.
[Humans have too much hair on their bodies. They even spill it all over the place. If you’re not going to use it, come here. I’ll keep it as a valuable item until you feel like using it.]
“If you don’t like losing your hair like that, would you wax it? Then I will gladly accept it.”
[Am I waxing you? You, do you want to see me vomit? Fortunately, I can’t throw up, but I can feel the voltage jump just by imagining it.]
Do you think the voltage splashing would give you goosebumps if you did it the human way?
“Why do you have so many condoms? Only then will I have the strength to wield the tool?”
As the cargo drone poured out what it had brought, colorful condoms in various units poured down like a waterfall.
Daily necessities, tools, and various home appliances were sent to the storage warehouse, and among personal items, only items related to leisure and hobbies were asked to be brought, so each one is interesting.
Should I say it feels like a treasure hunt?
However, since they were personal items from the construction site, which were male-dominated, they were mostly luxury items such as cigarettes and alcohol, sports goods, games, and various sexual tools.
Preference items, games, and sporting goods are already full of upward compatibility in cultural facilities, so the part of interest is mainly adult goods.
Artemis, who had been with them at first, perhaps out of curiosity, disappeared as spectacle objects gradually appeared.
“There are a lot of interesting things, but that’s what I write too.”
You want me to write what other men wrote? Ugh, I just want to decline that.
In the end, it was over after half a day of rummaging through the loot.
This was just a few days ago.
Since then it has been the same as it is now. A peaceful and safe life is good, but living alone in a confined space has no stimulation in life.
It’s still fun to talk to Artemis or Rose.
However, there is something that cannot be filled by a conversation with a person who only exists as a mind without a human body.
This is not simply about relieving sexual desire.
A conversation while holding a cup of coffee and looking at each other during break time, a handshake with a new person, a hug with a friend I haven’t seen in a long time. The body temperature you share with your lover.
I missed the exchange of senses based on the body so much.
