Through some of the information inherently contained within the Mind Cube, the Mecha Servant Civilization had analyzed the existence known as "Ship Girls." Unfortunately, the Mech Servants had been powerless to do anything with it at the time and could only seal that Mind Cube within the last remaining Starport.
Until they detected the existence of their Master—Jiang Lianqiu—once more.
Jiang Lianqiu was not surprised by this. Mind Cubes themselves possessed a certain capacity for receiving and storing information. While it was strange that a Mind Cube naturally carried some information about Ship Girls, it was not entirely unacceptable.
(So why did I become the Master? I'm not even the same species as the Mech Servants' former Master.)
If Jiang Lianqiu had anything in common with the Mech Servants' former Master, it was that they were both carbon-based lifeforms.
As for how he had become the Master, the management-grade low-level artificial intelligence still barely operating in the abandoned Starport could not provide an accurate answer. After all, when it had attempted to certify Jiang Lianqiu as the Master of a "Living Display" several months ago, the system had bugged out. Not only had he failed to become a Master stripped of all political rights, without even the right to refuse, forced to passively accept mandatory care, he had instead broken through the underlying logical restrictions of the Rogue Mecha Servants and obtained complete authority from them.
In short, the former "Rogue Mecha Servants" had become "Controlled Mecha Servants" after certifying Jiang Lianqiu.
And Jiang Lianqiu had become the Mecha Servant Civilization's only Master.
Regarding this, Belfast, who had been directly born within the Starport as a starship Ship Girl through the Mind Cube, knew slightly more than Jiang Lianqiu, but she still could not fully clear up his confusion.
According to some of the final information from the Mecha Servant Civilization that Belfast had received upon her appearance, it seemed that all of this was related to Jiang Lianqiu's Soul Pop.
(Soul Pop matched Ω-12 hertz, designated as a Natural Authorizer... They were all a bunch of meaningless terms.)
(Forget it. There's no point in thinking about it now.)
Unable to fight off his drowsiness any longer, Jiang Lianqiu shut off the holographic projection. Just as he was about to close his eyes and sleep, he opened them again with a pained expression.
He waved his little hands and lightly touched a button beside the cradle.
Before long, Belfast hurried over in her high heels.
"Little Master?"
"Mm... Bel... fast~"
Jiang Lianqiu spoke softly.
The syllables formed by his childish voice were unclear, and their meaning could only barely be made out.
Ordinary babies could only begin babbling at around twelve months after birth. However, because Jiang Lianqiu possessed a mature soul, he could barely speak as soon as his body had developed enough to meet the requirements for making sounds.
Of course, he was still limited by his current physical condition and could not pronounce words accurately.
"Shh, Little Master, you don't need to speak. Belfast understands."
With a smile, Belfast leaned down and lifted Jiang Lianqiu from the cradle. She kissed his brow and quickly carried him into the bedroom.
In the bathroom, Jiang Lianqiu, held by Belfast in an utterly humiliating position as he relieved himself, rolled his eyes lifelessly.
At least now, after feeling the urge to urinate, he could barely hold it in for a short while and call for Belfast. Earlier on, even if Jiang Lianqiu realized what was about to happen, he could not control it at all...
A moment later, lying on the bed as Belfast's nimble hands changed his diaper, her fingertips occasionally brushing across his legs and his little bird, Jiang Lianqiu let out a faint sigh.
"Little Master, don't be so impatient. Even if it's small, it's still adorable~"
Belfast naturally saw through the reason for Jiang Lianqiu's sigh. Her fingertips lightly brushed over his little bird, and with a smile at the corners of her lips, she completed the final dressing motions.
"I'm quite happy to serve Little Master from such a tiny little bundle into a man who stands tall and proud in the future."
"Belfast..."
Jiang Lianqiu carefully controlled his vocal cords and spoke softly.
"Star... port... over there..."
"The automatic repair machines have already begun working, so please rest assured, Little Master." Belfast gently pressed a fingertip to Jiang Lianqiu's lips. "But as you know, Little Master, the damage there is far too severe. Based on its current condition, it will take at least around ten years for the Starport to restore its most basic functions, and at least fifteen years to fully recover its industrial capacity."
"And—Little Master, although you can speak, your vocal cords have not yet developed enough to support prolonged speech. Speaking too much in a single day will damage them. So, for the sake of your future perfect voice, please remain quiet, my dear Little Master."
Leaning down, Belfast kissed Jiang Lianqiu's cheek again.
"No matter what you need, I can sense it, so there is no need for you to speak."
Jiang Lianqiu blinked—
—If this keeps up, you'll raise me into a useless person!
Belfast completely understood the meaning in Jiang Lianqiu's eyes, and a subtle, unusual gleam appeared within her increasingly gentle smile.
"In that case, Little Master will never be able to leave Belfast..."
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