"..."
A brief silence fell.
Light Banquet's expression froze.
In the next instant, she flew into a rage, clenched one fist, and swung straight for Lynn's face.
[Ding! Light Banquet has been detected attempting to harm you. Protocol One is about to activate. Protocol One is about to activate!]
Bzz-
With her fist about to land on Lynn's face, Light Banquet used every ounce of strength she had to barely stop it.
Her face was full of fury and her fist trembled, but there was nothing she could do.
"You bastard-"
Unfazed, Lynn stroked his chin as if pondering something, standing there and muttering to himself:
"If that's how it works... let me think. Doesn't that mean that, as long as I don't intend to cause harm, I can do whatever I want to Light Banquet during these seventy-two hours?"
"Isn't that a little inappropriate?"
"But for a mechanical AI girl, the word 'harm' should cover a pretty broad range, right? If I forcibly pinned her down and did some wonderful things, that probably wouldn't count as 'harm,' would it? Seems right. After all, how could something that brings pleasure be harmful?"
"I'm such a genius~"
Lynn continued talking to himself as though no one else were there.
Beside him, Light Banquet was heaving with anger, the fury in her eyes almost bursting forth. Yet she couldn't lift a hand to teach this bastard a lesson while he researched ways to do bizarre things to her right in front of her face. She couldn't even entertain the thought of teaching him a lesson.
Did this bastard always have such perverted ideas about mechanical maidens?!
He clearly wasn't normal!
It was a long while before Lynn seemed to come out of his muttered research. Looking at the furious Light