Automatic Doll Automaton

Carrot said casually, pointing with her finger at the snack bag they were eating.

“Hey, did you buy that by selling a book?”

“this-! Don’t mess around!”

f*ck! puck puck!

Every time the little girl swings her arm, the kids float in the air. Jegan, terrified, began to slowly back away.

Then the red eyes looked back.

“You don’t even move one step there. eight pennies.”

“Ah… … !”

The boy, his legs frozen, shuddered and looked at the red-haired girl who was slapping the cheek of a taller boy.

After roughly taking care of the children, Carrot grabbed one of the fallen ones and asked where he had sold the books, then turned away. Then, he grabbed the scruff of Jegan’s neck and started dragging him.

“Follow me.”

“Ahhh-!”

Carrot headed to a nearby used bookstore.

“Is this it?”

After talking with the shopkeeper, Carrot, who had brought a stack of books, held them out and Jegan started to cry.

“Oh, right! thank you!”

Carrot asked with a smirk on her face.

“Did you say Jegan? how old are you?”

“14 years old.”

“Kids grow up quickly? You too will be 18 years old in 4 years. In terms of days, I only need to sleep 1460 nights.”

Jegan’s face flushed red as he held the book in his arms. Straightening her back, Carrot paid the bookstore owner and came out, found books that caught her attention, and bought them as well.

“Okay, follow me again.”

“Ah-!”

When I dragged them by the scruff of their necks and went back to the same alleyway, the children were still fainting.

Jegan looked at Carrot in terror.

“Oh, do I have to?”

“Yeah, or are you right? The fist is the universal law. There is really nothing you can’t do.”

Jegan, who was stingy with round red eyes and a raised fist, drew in a breath and squealed.

“Poetry, no, no! no!”

After shouting a few times, Jegan gained confidence, took a deep breath, and shouted with all his might.

“I hate it! No eh eh! no!!”

Carrot, with a bag of bread in her hand, looked at the screaming boy, Jegan, with one hand on her hip, then turned her head.

Beaten children were crawling on the floor.

“They say that the beginning of my personality begins with denial, not positivity. Have confidence. If you really hate it, live while shouting “I hate it”. Even as an adult, you can’t be swayed by these guys, can you?”

Jegan nodded his head as tears and runny nose flowed down, as if he had stopped screaming at the anger he had suffered so far.

Carrot put another small book between Jegan’s books.

“This is the book that made me who I am today. go home and read And I hate it before going to sleep in the future. Shout 10 times and go to sleep. got it?”

“Yes!”

Jegan turned around and quickly left the alley.

Carrot, who had sent the boy back, now looked back.

“How are you?”

Everyone frowned and avoided Carrot’s gaze, but some glared at Carrot while swearing.

“Your eyes are still alive. What do you need an all-powerful law? I need to hit you some more.”

“Oh no!”

“Ahh!”

puck puck!

Carrot started kicking now. The children who were kicked by the swinging legs with nonchalant faces were thrown into the wall of the building, then fell and began twisting themselves.

Carrot first tried to say what they would have said at least once, or what they might someday say.

“No matter how much I shout, no one will come to rescue you.”

“Aww?!”

Moderately, but at the level of a child, Carrot, who had been beaten to death, looked at them as they sat down or lay on their stomachs sobbing.

“How are you?”

The kids started to get scared by the same question every time I checked something. After confirming that everyone was avoiding their eyes, Carrot threw the small book he bought from the bookstore in front of them.

“I bought it because I think you guys will need it.”

His eyes focused on the book that had fallen to the floor.

morals and ethics.

said Carrot, still holding the bag of bread.

“It is written there, what is right and wrong in human behavior. What is the standard of line? I bought it because you guys don’t seem to know about it. Go ahead and read it. Before there is no turning back,”

The boy with the bruises on his face asked servilely.

“This, see if you read it, send it to me?”

“If you memorize them all, I will send you.”

“I-I don’t know how to read… … .”

Carrot, who was squatting on the floor, answered with her eyes still wide.

“are you okay. Are your ear canals open? If you say it next to you, listen to it and memorize it and answer it. Now, let’s study here all night?”

The beaten children knew that the girl in front of them was simply trying to scare them, so they followed suit and devised a plan to escape.

But Carrot really kept them up late at night and memorized morals and ethics.

“Stop sending me home!”

match!

The boy who was slapped again for shouting out in anger rolls across the floor. The girl with her little feet draped over her back in slippers turned her head.

I didn’t notice it during the day, but when night came, the little girl’s eyes were oozing red light.

A boy with goosebumps asks.

“Aren’t you human? Who are you?”

The red-eyed doll girl with her lower lip poking out answered.

“Just because a person gave birth doesn’t necessarily make it a person. But I want you guys to be human, because opportunities should be fair. So read on. You are next.”

Because we need the right people around us to do the right thing.

The boy pointed out with his finger frowned, picked up the book, and began to read. Under these circumstances, it was impossible to hear the contents of the book, but Carrot knew it.

Carrot, who blinked in the dark while listening to the sound of reading, muttered quietly.

“Even if you set the standard of goodness like this, bad guys end up doing bad things. Okay, stop reading.”

A large paper bag was thrown in front of the boys who sighed exhaustedly and put down the book.

“I bought it for my friend, but I will give it to you guys. Are you hungry? eat.”

The boys who had not eaten anything for 10 full hours staggered out, took out the contents, divided them, put them in their mouths, and began to chew.

“Huh!”

“Ugh!”

Seeing the children sobbing, the doll girl with only red eyes opened in the dark said.

“I’m warning you guys, don’t be friendly with the girl from earlier. Don’t talk, do you understand? Otherwise we will meet again. no sh*t at that time I know I will never go home again.”

Nod!

“And in two or three years, you guys will be adults too. I can’t wait to see what happens. i’ll wait.”

After speaking, Carrot hid herself in the darkness.

When the unidentified girl disappeared, the children immediately fell to the floor with a death sound.

Carrot, who got out of the alleyway, is walking down the street at night, and someone talks to her from behind.

“Are you spending too much time on networking?”

Carrot’s nonchalant face brightened as she glanced back, then jumped up and clung to the large body.

“Wow! Master, are you here to find me? effervescence!”

“I saw the kids in the alleyway on my way. Are you like that?”

Carrot laughed.

“I planted the seeds. Let’s see where beans or red beans grow.”

“People don’t change very often.”

“Still, opportunities should be equal. Shall I bet? Where will those kids show up? in front of us? Or behind?”

Carrot, who was walking beside Crank, smiled and raised his head. While Crank was thinking about it for a while, Ariete, who had been wandering the streets at night, came running.

“Carrot-! Where have you been!”

“Oh my daughter, did you miss your mother?”

Carrot, who had risen to the ground, was stroking the head of Ariete, who was making a fuss, while Crank passed by them and said quietly.

“Where beans are planted, beans grow. 100,000 Leeds behind.”

“Ohh! Bet made! I remember all the names of those kids. I bet Ariete.”

“huh? What do you mean?”

The crank that had been walking ahead suddenly returned. He looked down at Ariete and waved.

“I don’t like this, what do you use it for?”

“That’s something I don’t know. How useful is our Ariete? Do you cook quite a bit these days?”

“You forgot ‘well’ when you said ‘well’.”

Ariete didn’t know why, but it was clear that the two of them were teasing her again, so she squealed.

“I don’t know what, but you insulted me!”

Luxurious night street with colorful lanterns, running began.

* * *

At 3:00 in the morning, Crank woke up. Curtains are drawn around the bed, but you can hear everything. The sound of Ariete’s sleep talking and Tuna’s teeth grinding in her sleep is very exciting.

Krank got off the bed wearing a cloth bag that he wore instead of a helmet when he slept, and after pulling back the curtains, he headed to the workshop.

“oh? did it happen no more sleep.”

The automatons who had been sitting and writing or reading books during the waiting time turned their heads. Crank gave a huge yawn in front of them, took one look at the half-assembled object in the workshop, then picked up the tool and went back to work.

“Well, I slept enough. I want to finish this quickly.”

Carrot brewed tea and brought it.

“Since everyone is sleeping, take it off and drink it.”

“hmm.”

After taking off the hood on his head, Charles stared at him who fluttered for a moment.

Carrot laughed.

“Interesting?”

“It’s because you don’t often see your face.”

Crank slightly turned his head, met Charles’ gaze, and started working with the cup.

rick rick rick.

“no! No way!”

“Pouddeuk. Podeudeuk. yum yum… … .”

Midnight studios are not calm these days, and they tend to be bustling.

Crank turned his head away from work and opened his mouth.

“Is this the mood lately?”

“That’s right, everyone has bad sleeping habits, so it’s a big deal. It’s morning soon, everyone should wake up and get ready. Tuna and Charles are going out together today, so get ready.”

“All right.”

Rumble-!

When you open the studio door, cool morning air pours in along with the bluish surroundings. While Carrot shook Ariette and Tuna awake, Charles prepared a simple breakfast.

After eating breakfast, washing up, and getting ready, the people waved to Crank, who came out to see him off in front of the studio.

“I will be back!”

Krank waved his hand and sent them away, then turned his head and looked at the empty lot in the warehouse area. Leclerc’s party’s transport vehicle left its place about yesterday.

Stretching out his stubby body, he took off his pants and shirt and started exercising in black underwear.

Push-ups, burpees, dumbbells, squats, and finally running… … .

“Hook hook!”

Crank, who came back after a 2-hour workout, washed himself with cold water, changed his clothes, and grabbed the tool again.

Now a really quiet workshop, only the sound of tools is noisy.

A vacant lot with no one.

How much silence is this?

After closing and locking the studio door, Crank took off his helmet and worked hard while humming. I picked up a meal and ate it, enjoying the time alone for the first time in a while.

Perhaps thanks to this, the work speed was more than doubled, and by evening, the assembly of the body was almost complete.

And the family members who had gone out to work around that time also returned.

Bang!

“Open the door!”

Hearing the voice from outside, he puts on his helmet and walks to open the door, where wet people are standing there.

Meanwhile, Ariete was crying again.

“what’s the matter? what’s the matter?”