How About the Goddess of Light

When Alice woke, Klein was building a machine.

Looking at the gears, bearings, rivets, metal pipes, and other parts exposed on the finished product, Alice finally snapped:

"Could you at least put some clothes on it!"

Klein's hands froze. It took him a moment to steady himself before he called tentatively:

"Alice?"

"Show some respect," Alice replied smugly. "I'm a true god now. How can you address a true god by name?"

Sounds like the real Alice... Klein's mouth twitched. Ignoring her remark, he studied the machine and wondered what she meant by "put some clothes on it."

She wants me to cover up the parts? Hmm, that makes sense. It's very like her...

Klein nodded thoughtfully and answered her original complaint. "I can't help it. This is the best I can do by hand."

"Why don't you get someone to help?" Alice suggested earnestly. "Wait, what's this machine for?"

"I'm planning to make a Fully Automatic Wishing Machine," Klein said. "You put in a coin, make a wish, and it comes true... I'm acting as a Miracle Invoker."

"Brilliant," Alice praised. "I thought you'd build a Wishing Pool, then secretly send a marionette to fish out the coins at night. But a Wishing Machine is better. People put money right in, so you can just sit inside and collect it!"

"...I'm not planning to sit inside," Klein said, closing his eyes in pain. "And I'm not planning to make a profit from it!"

After a few seconds, he added more loudly, "And I would not secretly send a marionette to fish coins out of a Wishing Pool at night!"

Alice was unmoved. "So you'd go during the day? Or go in person?"

Klein decided there was no point continuing this conversation. "Are you going back to sleep?"

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