A2, now dressed again, was still wrapped in the cloak, quietly sitting on the couch, watching Aiden and Yakor huddled together whispering about something.
"Add some frills, lace ones. It'll look better."
"There's no lace sold here."
"Then where did the lace on your clothes come from?"
"I made it myself."
"Handmade? How is that possible? It needs machines. Why don't you just tear some lace from your own clothes and sew it on?"
"Get lost! Don't even think about it."
"I'll give you money."
"No matter how much, it's not happening..."
"..."
In fact, the android girl could hear their conversation, but if you looked closely, you'd notice that when she looked at Aiden, her sky-blue pupils were unfocused.
The android girl, lost in thought, didn't pay any attention to what they were saying.
She couldn't really understand why she wanted to imitate Yakor, clearly, it was meaningless.
But remembering when they came in, she saw Aiden staring at Yakor the whole time, and for some reason, she wanted to give it a try too.
'This should be called making a fool of oneself, right?' A2 thought she should be blushing or feeling shy right now, but it seemed like she didn't have that function yet.
'But they sure have a lot in common, saying things I don't understand.' A2 suddenly remembered the first and only time she descended into battle. Back then, she also made a lot of android friends, and they had a lot in common too.
But ever since then, her personality changed.
In the end, the clothes made for A2 didn't have any lace sewn on, but it was still a very beautiful... maid outfit.
Yes, what Aiden had drawn was a maid outfit.
When he saw A2 hesitating between black and white, Aiden made the decision for her.
Android maid, just the thought was exciting enough.
"Come, Miss A2, try it on."
In just over an hour, Yakor had sewn a maid outfit. She shook the clothes and said to A2.
You had to admit, her hands were skillful, it was done fast and well. But that was normal; being an android, a type of machine, efficiency came first.
A2 looked at the clothes in front of her, gradually came back to her senses, glanced at Aiden, saw the expectation all over his face, and nodded. She picked up the clothes and went into the bathroom.
Moments later, she came out.
But what left Aiden and Yakor speechless was, she was still wearing the cloak.
"You really like that cloak, huh?" Aiden rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache.
"You gave it to me," the android girl said calmly.
"I didn't say it was a gift... Fine, if you like it, keep it. But take it off for now."
"Mhm." A2 softly hummed and then took off the cloak.
"Oh oh oh! What a perfect clothes hanger! As expected, so good-looking. Of course, also thanks to my great craftsmanship," Yakor shouted.
Aiden's eyes also lit up, his gaze full of admiration. The cool-style android girl in a British-style maid outfit was simply a perfect match, and it even had a bit of an abstinent vibe.
"But... feels like something's missing." Aiden rubbed his chin, then looked at Yakor... at her legs.
"What?" Yakor glared at him.
"Got black over-the-knee socks?" Aiden stared hard, then asked.
"Knew it, you're a pervert." Yakor muttered, then opened the box again and pulled out a pair of long socks.
"Here, never worn." Yakor stuffed the socks into A2's hands, then stood beside Aiden, watching A2 sit on the couch and put on the socks.
"Too bad they're not black stockings, otherwise..."
After watching for a while, Aiden regretfully shook his head...
———
In the blink of an eye, night fell.
Yakor sat on the sofa holding a thick notebook, writing something. A2, in a maid outfit, stood quietly behind Aiden, watching him start a fire and cook.
There was no kitchen in the room, so Aiden simply fetched some wood from outside and lit a fire right in the living room.
Yakor scribbled for a while, then glanced at the two, muttering under her breath, "Isn't this reversed? Shouldn't the maid be cooking, and the master watching?"
But she knew the YoRHa models were mainly for combat and didn't come with domestic systems, cooking was probably a blank slate.
She shook her head slightly, put away the notebook, and then pulled out a book from the box.
The book's cover was metallic, decorated with intricate patterns. Yakor looked up again, seeing the two didn't look back, then opened the book.
She flipped through over a hundred pages before stopping, frowning deeply at the character on that page.
A2.
And the surprising part, the character on the page was actually a 3D model. As her finger gently slid, the character turned accordingly.
'No doubt about it, it's her. But where did he come from?' Yakor looked at Aiden's back, thinking in frustration.
'There's absolutely no record! Could he be a leftover experimental android that just recently woke up?' Yakor thought of another possibility.
Her thinking aligned exactly with Aiden's.
Just as she was lost in thought, Aiden's voice rang out, "Yakor, do you need to eat?"
Yakor hurriedly shut the book and put it away. Then she said, "Of course. I'm a high-end model, after all."
"Then get ready, we're about to eat."
"Then I won't hold back."
Since it was dinnertime, Yakor didn't bother thinking anymore. She got up and walked over to Aiden's side, lowering her head to look into the bubbling pot.
They were cooking fish soup. After all, there was a river near the camp, and bored androids often went fishing. But since most androids didn't need food, the fish were cheap, almost free.
"Smells great. Nice skills." Yakor's olfactory system was sensitive.
"Not enough spices, otherwise it'd smell better." Aiden felt it was a pity. Androids who needed to eat had no requirements for flavor, not even for cooked or raw. These spices were something he found at a remote stall.
"As for spices, I know where to find them." Yakor took a sip of the soup, frowned, and said, "There's a forest nearby with lots of machine lifeforms. They grow many fruit trees and spices, but since they can't eat them, most go to waste. When we have time, we should check it out."
"Machine lifeforms?" A2 put down her bowl. As her words fell, the long sword leaning in the corner of the wall began to hum.
In fact, A2's hatred for machine lifeforms exceeded even her hatred for humans and fellow androids. In the game, there was even a scene where a self-aware machine lifeform begged for mercy, but she still mercilessly killed it.
Although later, after interacting with more machine lifeforms, her opinion changed slightly about some of them, right now, she still showed no mercy to any.
Aiden and Yakor both understood why A2 was sensitive about it. After exchanging a glance, they tacitly dropped the topic.
Each lost in their thoughts, the three finished dinner quietly and prepared to rest.
Even though this was a large rebel camp, there were no entertainment options, so once it got dark, sleeping was basically the only thing to do.
But A2 went out after dinner, saying she wanted to check if her former comrades had returned.
Yakor yawned, hugging a blanket she seemingly pulled from her magical treasure chest, and started walking to the bedroom.
"Didn't we agree you'd sleep on the floor?" Aiden stomped hard on the ground, as a reminder.
"When did I ever say that? Ha, you must be remembering wrong. Besides, making a lady sleep on the floor isn't very gentlemanly, you know." Yakor blinked playfully, laughing as she spoke.
Aiden didn't care about being gentlemanly. When he saw Yakor entering the bedroom, he immediately got up to follow, grabbing her to pull her out.
"I want to sleep on the bed!" Yakor shouted, gripping the door frame with both hands, refusing to let go.
"The bed is for A2. Go sleep on the floor." Aiden tugged a few times, but Yakor held on tightly, so he bent down, grabbed her calves, and lifted her body into the air.
"I won't! I want the bed! Besides, the bed is big enough for two! A2 went out, can't I just rest there a little? And you pervert, don't look down there! Let go!" Yakor was wearing a knee-length skirt, and when she was lifted, her thighs were exposed. Noticing Aiden sneaking peeks, she panicked and suddenly let go to cover her skirt.
Aiden hadn't expected her to let go suddenly. They were already struggling, so as she released, he stumbled back a few steps. But before he could steady himself, he saw two pale mounds and a narrow pink strip closing in.
Smack!
And he fell flat on his back.
But he couldn't get up right away. He couldn't see or speak, his face was covered by Yakor's skirt, and his mouth seemed blocked too. He was even having trouble breathing.
"I… will… kill… you…" Feeling hot, moist breath on her private area, Yakor's face turned bright red. Androids have dignity too. She gritted her teeth and yelled, "Pervert! Back to the furnace with you, including your core!"
Even so, something still felt off, but she didn't think much. She got up, stepped back, then sat right on Aiden's chest and grabbed his neck with both hands.
Aiden finally caught a breath, only to almost lose it again. Coughing and gasping, he said, "It was an accident! If you hadn't let go, this wouldn't have happened! Clearly, it was your fault!"
"You take advantage of me and blame me? Fine! Even if I get exiled from this world, I'll take you down!" Yakor kept tightening her grip.
But soon, her expression turned puzzled. Her hands stopped applying force, and she gently pressed on Aiden's neck.
Suddenly, she finally realized what felt wrong earlier.
'An android's breath... how could it be hot and moist?'
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