Frankenstein's Monster

Nakiri didn't explain the meaning behind his earlier statement, and Jilan tacitly refrained from asking. He simply watched as Nakiri put down his tablet, walked to Little Red Riding Hood's side, and paused his finger above her neck.

"Jilan, this is the place I was talking about." Nakiri pulled the blanket up slightly, covering Little Red Riding Hood's neck and below, so that Jilan could see a small, round spot about the size of a fingernail on the back of Little Red Riding Hood's neck. There was a light-colored bump there, like a computer switch, that was the same color as her skin. The color was so light that it was impossible to see it unless you looked closely.

"Komachi discovered this by chance; we would never normally pay attention to it. Komachi said that pressing this button will wake Little Red Riding Hood. When Komachi pressed it, Little Red Riding Hood temporarily regained some of her senses, but like an electronic device that had run out of power, she shut down again after only a dozen seconds. I'm now replenishing Little Red Riding Hood's energy with nutrient solution, so this time her awakening will be a long one."

Nakiri continued, "I don't know if you've ever read Jilan, Yoshiran -Frankenstein kun. It's a science fiction tragedy with a revenge theme. Frankenstein created that unique monster in the world by dedicating himself to madness, but he hated it because of its ugliness. Without any guidance, the monster revealed its cruel nature after a brief period of warmth. In the end, the doctor was ruined by the monster he abandoned, and he lost his life on the road to revenge... Perhaps, the creator of Little Red Riding Hood was a Frankenstein figure. After creating Little Red Riding Hood, he only gave her life, but not any feelings. That's very tragic."

"Jilan, if possible, when Little Red Riding Hood awakens, no matter what she does, I hope you won't panic."

Faced with Erina Nakiri's earnest request, Jilan didn't answer, but instead asked, "I have a question. Why did you tell me everything about this, instead of having Ueno or Komachi come with you, but instead chose me?"

"Because I want you to take responsibility." Nakiri chuckled and pressed the button.

After a dozen or so seconds, in the short but agonizing wait, Little Red Riding Hood finally made a slight movement. As if she had suddenly transitioned from slow-wave sleep to REM sleep, her eyelids twitched slightly, and her heart rate, blood pressure, and other vital signs slowly climbed from 0 on the tablet in Nakiri's hand, reaching normal levels in just a few minutes.

Little Red Riding Hood's breathing became steady, and her complexion gradually became rosy. At this moment, she was no different from a human being in normal sleep.

"Perhaps she should be called Sleeping Beauty instead of Little Red Riding Hood," Jilan joked.

Erina Nakiri smiled knowingly, "Unfortunately, it wasn't the prince who awakened her, but the power of science."

"Hmm, um--"

A soft murmur escaped Little Red Riding Hood's lips, and a pained expression appeared on her exquisite face, as if she were having a nightmare. If before, Little Red Riding Hood's expressionless face made her seem like a fragile porcelain vase, a bubble that could disappear at any moment, evoking only admiration for her beauty, now her expression had become vivid, and her pitiful appearance made one's heart ache. Erina couldn't help but stroke her hair to comfort her.

As if startled awake from a dream, Little Red Riding Hood suddenly opened her emerald green eyes with long eyelashes, and the images of Erina Nakiri and Jilan Jiyu were projected onto her retina.

"The sex reassignment surgery was a success," Jilan told a corny joke.

Little Red Riding Hood didn't understand Jilan's words. She blinked in confusion, then struggled to sit up, ignoring the blanket falling off her body, and stretched out her hands to Jilan.

In Frankenstein's story, the android he created was an ugly monster, but Little Red Riding Hood was developed by Alain of the "Dark Shadow" for sale. Naturally, her body is perfect, as if it were a creation of God without any flaws. When Jilan saw her extend her delicate white hand towards him, Jilan had the same reaction as when he saw Mona Lisa.

Seeing Little Red Riding Hood rushing towards her, Jilan instinctively caught her. At this moment, Little Red Riding Hood's body had already left the nutrient tank, and her whole body seemed to have no strength left as she leaned against Jilan. So, in order not to hurt her, Jilan could only sit down on the ground and hold Little Red Riding Hood in her arms.

Erina Nakiri was standing on the other side of the incubation chamber. When she saw Little Red Riding Hood fall, she immediately ran over, and her face instantly turned bright red with embarrassment at the sight.

However, this matter is not important at all. Nakiri shook his head to forcefully clear the image from his mind, and hurriedly walked to Jilan's side, lifting her up by her Little Red Riding Hood like a child and pulling her away from Jilan.

Jilan did not stop her, watching helplessly as the white coat in front of her moved further and further away. Then, Erina Nakiri took off her lab coat and wrapped it around her body. Her back was against the metal surface of the nutrient tank, and her body curled up into a small ball. Her front was covered with a blanket, completely blocking out any exposed skin.

Little Red Riding Hood was very well-behaved, only staring curiously at Erina Nakiri, ignoring her hurried attempts to cover her body.

Seeing that Little Red Riding Hood was completely covered up, Nakiri turned around with relief, flicked his hair, and looked at Jilan, who was still standing there, with a cold gaze. "Does seeing a girl excite you like this? I thought you were a gentleman."

Jilan took a deep breath, channeling his inner Hamon to forcefully calm the area down. As the congestion subsided, he stood up with a wry smile, "My orientation isn't problematic. Even a perfectly upright person wouldn't be completely unmoved by such a scene, would they?"

Nakiri was well aware of this. She was also amazed when she saw Little Red Riding Hood's body, as if Little Red Riding Hood were the incarnation of the goddess Venus. Not to mention normal boys, even she, who considered herself to have a good figure, was shaken when she saw that body.

Nakiri was just expressing his dissatisfaction. He had spent enough time with Jilan, but Yoshiran had never shown such wavering before, even though he had always seemed so calm and collected.

Jilan felt somewhat helpless. Normally, seeing those girls' slender hands would arouse him, but he would subconsciously use his Hamon technique to suppress his desires, putting himself into a state of sage-like composure, naturally not showing any physical reaction. But this time... Jilan felt the lingering warmth in his palm and smiled wryly. After all, who wouldn't be completely unaffected by seeing a girl in that position?

Nakiri was sulking, and Jilan was silently reflecting on himself. Just as an awkward atmosphere filled the air, Little Red Riding Hood tried to open her mouth and uttered a hoarse syllable.

"Dad... Mom..."