Before he could recover from his shock, Lin En suddenly saw something begin glowing beside him.
Like a projection.
Silver-white psychic light emerged from the floor to his left.
At first, there were only a few scattered points of light, like the first stars appearing in the night sky.
Then fine strands of light began stretching between them.
The strands intertwined, coiled, and wove themselves into an increasingly dense web of light.
Finally, the entire web began growing upward, outlining a hazy, translucent figure wrapped in silver-white radiance before his eyes.
It was a girl.
It really was a girl, with a slender figure and twin ponytails.
The twin ponytails were blue.
Lin En knew that shade of blue far too well. No Earthling who had experienced the internet baptism of the twenty-first century could possibly fail to recognize it.
Hatsune Miku is blue.
Before he even had time to form the words wait a second in his mind, the figure had already fully materialized.
Long blue-green hair, a girl, a short skirt, and thigh-high socks.
Meow, meow... No! Damn it, why does she look a little like Hatsune Miku?
Her blue-green hair nearly reached the floor. The ties securing her ponytails were two rings of silver-white light. She looked as though every proportion most pleasing to human aesthetics had naturally been combined into one figure. She floated about a palm's height above the ground, her hair drifting gently despite the lack of wind, while silver-white points of light slowly revolved around her like fireflies.
Lin En's mind went blank.
Is this right?
How had the Machine Spirit of Macragge's Honour become a girl with twin ponytails?
The system seemed to see him as some kind of otaku and silently complained with exasperation in his consciousness: [The Machine Spirit took