The Intelligent Brain's voice sounded in his ear.
Lynn opened his eyes.
"I don't know what you're talking about, big sis Intelligent Brain."
[I know you have another identity-you are not merely the innocent Little Refrigerator she thinks you are-but there is still no evidence to prove what you really are-perhaps it would be easy-all we would need is a comprehensive analysis of your consciousness-and everything would become clear-we would know exactly who you are-]
Lynn asked, "Then why don't you?"
[Because that would kill her.]
So all I can do is beg you.
Lynn activated the Digital Terminal for repairs and treatment. Silently, he picked Silver Fantasy up from the couch and connected her data to the terminal.
The Intelligent Brain's camera watched him the entire time.
As the terminal activated, countless streams of data gradually submerged her body like rippling water.
Through the thick walls of the chamber.
The floating, silver-haired girl inside was reflected in Lynn's eyes.
No one knew what he was thinking.
With the crystal-like barrier between them, he simply rested his hand against its cold surface and gazed at her sleeping face.
For a long, long time.
Finally.
He turned around.
"I'll leave when the time is right."
But, Intelligent Brain.
You should understand.
This is neither an agreement nor a compromise. If you truly side with Miss Machine Intelligence, you should understand that the best way to bring all of this to an end is for me to leave voluntarily.
But you don't dare expose my identity. You can't expose my identity, either, and you certainly don't dare investigate me.
Because if you really did uncover something.
It would end in mutual destruction.
The camera watched him for a long time.
Finally.
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