Thanks for the Invite, I'm in Terra, and I'm a Parasite Chapter 7

Laurentina looked into the azure eyes Zuo Jian had brought close to her face, seeming to sense his intentions.

She smiled and poked him.

[Awooowooo.]

"My, Mr. Left Hand, don't let our captain scare you speechless when the time comes."

[Just kidding, I'm super brave.]

"All right, I'll accept your clumsy attempt at comforting me. And—this outfit is quite nice."

Laurentina rose to her feet, smiling as she lifted her skirt and spun around.

[Really? As long as you're satisfied...]

"But if you could speak, I'd still like you to shorten the hem here. An asymmetrical design would be even better. Also, having black as the only main color is too monotonous. How about adding some white?"

"By the way, I think there are better options for the lace pattern on the hem..."

As she spoke, she wore the gentle smile unique to a young girl as she looked at the sapphire on her chest—or rather, Zuo Jian's flustered eyes.

"Well, Zuo Jian, how about making a few more changes?"

Chapter 6: Opening

Laurentina turned around, watching as the skirt beside her rose like an extra limb and transformed into a mirror at its tip.

[Tell me, miss, have you changed enough already?]

Zuo Jian's weary voice rang out, yet it did nothing to dampen Laurentina's enthusiasm.

Even he didn't know how "modifying the original outfit" had turned into this.

All sorts of outfits from his memories took turns appearing on Laurentina, and her enthusiasm for these styles she had never seen before was beyond his expectations.

It wasn't that Zuo Jian minded.

Laurentina had a great figure. Whether it was a schoolgirl uniform or anything else, she could pull it off with ease.

Though Zuo Jian, having become an entirely new life-form, could barely feel any strange desires, watching a beautiful girl try on outfits was certainly pleasing to the eye.

But the problem was—

"Did you design this yourself too, Mr. Left Hand? I never thought you had this kind of fetish."

Laurentina lowered her head and stroked the garter wrapped around her thigh.

[What fetish?! This is art! Art!]

"Huh? If it were art, you wouldn't use a garter in such a strange color. It practically looks like it's deliberately drawing attention there."

"Shouldn't you use a more harmonious color scheme?"

Laurentina offered her own opinion.

[Ahem, how could that be! That's classical style! Modern art is all about standing out!]

Zuo Jian answered hesitantly, then began spewing a bunch of incomprehensible nonsense.

Something about lowering the visual center of gravity, something about garters highlighting the beauty of feminine curves, something about how all anime was like this.

Though Laurentina didn't understand it, she could still sense a cheerful air about him. Not really.

"Pfft—"

[What are you laughing at?]

"Nothing. I just find it incredible."

She smiled as she looked at the clothes on her body.

"I never thought I'd be able to discuss how to dress more beautifully, or even seriously analyze the designs, like I did before I became an Abyssal Hunter."

[Is that so? Then I hope you don't get tired of it.]

Zuo Jian controlled the skirt, making it float before Laurentina's face.

[After all, there'll be plenty of chances like this from now on, won't there?]

"Oh?" Laurentina smiled, narrowing her eyes.

"I'm very picky, you know. Do you have enough outfit designs in reserve?"

[Don't underestimate my design talent, damn it!]

"Then I'm looking forward to it, dear designer~"

[...Wait, someone's coming.]

After saying that, Zuo Jian suddenly retracted his limbs.

Laurentina looked at the rags on her body, her lips curling in displeasure.

"They really know how to pick their timing, those disgusting people."

[Look on the bright side. Maybe they're about to start the experiment again.]

At that, Laurentina's eyes suddenly lit up.

Right. Was it finally time?

Creak—

The door was pushed open, and an Abyssal bishop wrapped head to toe in robes looked at Laurentina in the cage with contempt.

"Heh, you're in pretty good spirits, defective product."

"It looks like your mental state isn't too good either, you Aegir piece of trash."

Laurentina smiled as she spat out some extremely filthy words.

"...I'm looking forward to seeing how long that mouth of yours can stay tough."

Quintus glared hatefully at Laurentina, but he didn't dare approach. It felt as though she had recovered quite a bit?

After thinking for a moment, he still chose to have several followers open the cage.

They brought out Laurentina, who was wearing shackles.

"Soon, you'll learn just how miserable your fate will be."

Quintus walked ahead with a vicious smile.

"I'm very much looking forward to it."

Laurentina smiled at Quintus, though it was unclear exactly what she was looking forward to.

But he instinctively felt a chill run down his spine.

Damn it.

Was it an illusion?

"Sir, will you be taking the lead this time?"

In the laboratory, Quintus respectfully addressed the man beside him, who was entirely covered in protective clothing.

"Begin."

The man ignored him and simply began preparing for the operation.

Feeling snubbed, Quintus could only give Laurentina, who had been submerged in the culture tank, one last vicious glare.

The man called Sir narrowed his eyes, then drew high-purity liquid Originium into a syringe.

[Laurentina, when it starts, can you do the same thing as before?]

Zuo Jian asked in Laurentina's mind.

[Show pain, like you did before.]

"Huh? Why should I do that?"

Laurentina looked puzzled.

[If you don't, they might notice something is wrong. It'd be bad if they stopped this kind of procedure.]

"Is that so."

She let out a long breath, then spoke.

"Ah—It hurts! You bastards!"

[Stop, stop, stop! You're just reading it flatly!]

"Huh? I thought I acted pretty well."

Yet Laurentina had a strange confidence in herself.

But after Zuo Jian repeatedly insisted that she had no talent for acting whatsoever, she sighed.

"All right, all right. If that's the case, then just reconnect my pain nerves when the experiment starts."

"Since I can't fake it, then..."

[I refuse.]

"Huh?"

[You promised me you wouldn't hurt yourself.]

"But—"

[Mental harm is harm too.]

"Tch, you sure have a lot of demands. So what are you planning to do?"

Faced with Laurentina's question, Zuo Jian seemed to make some major decision.

He spoke.

[Then I'll scream in your place.]

"What? Are you joking? You don't know what that thing feels like—"

[So you should endure it instead?]

Zuo Jian cut her off.

[Leave it to me. It's only pain. My performance and endurance are both pretty good.]

Back to the present.

"Laurentina" opened her pale blue eyes and looked at everything outside the culture tank.

[Zuo Jian, if you can't take it, tell me. I'll take back control immediately.]

Laurentina's voice rang out beside his ear.

"Don't worry. It's only—"

"Begin the experiment."

Before Zuo Jian could finish speaking, the syringe full of Originium solution behind him plunged straight into the body's spine. "Aaaaaaaaaahhh!!!!!"

Almost instantly, unbearable pain consumed his entire consciousness. Along with the pain came an intense urge to kill.

Bang! It hurt! It hurt!!!!!

Those bastards did this. They did this, they did this, they did this!

How dare they? How dare they, how dare they, how dare they?!!!!

Kill them! Kill them! Kill them!!

Pierce their throats, tear open their chests, rip out their organs!!!!

Tear off all the limbs of those bastards, bite off their heads!!! "That's quite a reaction."