Closure said matter-of-factly, "Since you stuffed Originium into it and added components, whoever examines it will have to take it apart and study it for several days before they can tell whether it's real."
"What if they aren't allowed to take it apart and can only inspect it with their eyes?"
The blood demon raised her brow, rubbing her hands together excitedly. "Who are we trying to scam?"
"Answer my question."
Closure curled her lips and slumped across the table.
Listlessly fiddling with the electrodes on the helmet, she said, "Of course you can't tell just by looking, but it doesn't actually do anything. The moment someone puts it on, the lie will be exposed."
"What if it does do something?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? I made it with my own—" The blood demon turned her head. "What? Are you planning to pair it with someone's Originium Arts?"
Only one thing was wrong: it was not Originium Arts.
Kal'tsit did not answer that question. "Very good. Make a few more."
"You've got to be kidding. I have to keep handcrafting this junk?"
I need to drag a few operators from the Engineering Department over to work for me for free...
As if she had seen through the blood demon's thoughts, Kal'tsit added, "You must make them all yourself."
You, Are You From Some Lewd Game?
Kal'tsit had her hands in her pockets, her expression cold.
Honestly, whether Oute was possessing her or not, there was practically no difference in her facial expression.
Before her stood a group of... children.
They were neither quite young nor quite grown, looking somewhere between middle schoolers and high schoolers. Almost all of them were Ursus—bears.
Among these children were many familiar faces to Oute.
"The children of Ursus."
After kissing Oute in