After a series of checks, Gilena concluded that Koya simply lacked control over his own expressions. There was nothing wrong with the program she had written...
"I can't help you with this."
The elven Rune Master shrugged, wearing an expression of helplessness. "It's not impossible to set a fixed type of expression, but it'd look strange on you. So the best way is for you to find a mirror and practice whenever you have time. You should learn quickly enough."
"I understand." Koya nodded.
"Oh, right. You'd better not smile in front of outsiders for now." Gilena gave him a serious warning, rubbing her arms again. "It's creepy."
Koya: "..."
Following Gilena outside, the clamor instantly flooded Koya's sound receivers. More than a dozen women gathered together made far more noise than dwarves ever did.
It was hard to imagine just how vast the difference was between how they looked now and how they had appeared at the Magic Teleportation Core yesterday.
Koya had actually arrived last night and spent the entire night modifying himself.
"Is everything finished?" Ausia walked over.
"Mm." Gilena nodded, then sighed with some regret. "Actually, I think all those ideas of mine were quite practical. It definitely would've been fun if we'd added them."
"Fun..."
Koya was speechless. So all this had merely been for the sake of fun. "I don't think that's necessary. The functions I have now are already enough."
Strictly speaking, many of his current functions were redundant to him anyway.
Things like an air purification system, a currency authenticity detection ray, an antique age-calculation device... Heaven knew what the people who had installed those plug-ins on him had been thinking.
"Is everyone ready?"
Ausia looked around at the crowd.
"Ready, ready."
"Captain, just tell us where we're going. Wouldn't it be