'Processor running...' 'Power rapidly recovering... 5%... 14%...' "System operating normally. Rebooting..."
Bzz-
Accompanied by the noise of the machinery inside his body, the image before the Wanderer's eyes slowly took shape, as though a monitor had been switched on. Though there were still traces of flickering and surging static, he could basically make out what he was seeing.
And he didn't know why.
He just felt as though he had had a very long dream.
In that dream, a deranged serial killer had apparently cut his body into hundreds of pieces, large and small, then forcibly pieced him back together.
And for some reason.
Despite not having felt pain for a very long time, he had actually screamed bloody murder from the pain in that dream.
That... couldn't have been real, could it...?
He murmured.
Through his drooping eyelids, he dimly made out, as if still dreaming, the face of a young man wearing a Monocle, smiling down at him.
"Hello. The operation was a success. You're a normal boy now."
He vaguely heard that voice.
Then he opened his mouth and murmured, "Where am I...?"
A clear, little-girl voice immediately reached his ears.
He jolted.
Something was wrong.
Something was very wrong.
Because although he was somewhat dazed, he at least still knew his own sex. Mechanical units might not care much about sex, but he was, after all, a mechanical body created through Flesh Modification.
Male was male, and female was female. There was absolutely no confusing the two.
But what was with that strange voice he had just made?!
Murmuring, he tried again. "Aaaah-"
Little-girl voice in progress.
"..."
"..."
[Ding! Wanderer's Sanity Value -20] [Ding! Wanderer's Sanity Value -20]
The next instant, the Wanderer sat bolt upright in shock, clutching his throat