Chapter 365 (2/2)

Before long, Saki raised her head as if an idea had just hit her, and said a name.

“All right, let’s call you ‘Ehr’.”

“Yes, Master. My name is ‘Ehr’.”

“Ehr?”

That was not a name you would hear that often.

“Yeah, I remembered that in a book I read a long time ago, the numbers 1, 2, 3, 4, were written as Yee, Ehr, Zan, Su… The second one in the world was 2, which was called ‘Ehr’.”

“I see.”

Reinhart was honestly delighted, but Jin had his doubts.

“Say, Saki, what kind of book is it? I also know how to count in that system… Yi, er, san, si, wu, liu, qi, ba, jiu, shi… “

“Oh, that’s quite similar, huh? But I’m sorry, Jin, I don’t know. Those were some old documents, and one particular book among them had only up to the number four written that way. There was no hint of it being a counting system or anything in the first place.”

Jin desisted to push the matter any further after hearing Saki’s explanation. Those numbers were strangely similar to how the numbers are pronounced in Chinese, for some reason.

“… I see. I’m the one who’s sorry, Saki. It was a weird question. Let’s just focus on Ehr for now.”

“All right, Ehr, try to stand up.”

Saki began giving instructions to Ehr.

“Yes.”

Ehr stood up… or so he thought. The table fell with a loud noise. Ehr had stumbled and, trying to support himself on the table, ended up bringing it with him to the floor.

“Ah, are you okay?”

“Yes, master. I am fine.”

As he said that, he tried to stand up once again, but he fell to the floor once more. To Jin, it appeared that the control system was not working properly.

“All right, Ehr, just sit down for now.”

Jin also took a seat and thought of a task to give Ehr in order to test the condition of his control system.

To that end, he asked Saki to prepare some clay.

“Okay, Ehr. Try to shape this clay into a dumpling.”

Ehr said yes, reached out to the clay… and crushed it in his hand.

Seeing that, Reinhart expressed his disappointment.

“It’s a failure, Jin. He can’t control his strength at all.”

But Jin had a different opinion about it.

“Ehr, take your time. Try as many times as you want.”

“Yes, Creator.”

As instructed, Ehr takes some clay with his hands. And then, he ends up crushing the clay every time.

“… It’s no good, Jin. What could have gone wrong?”

Contrary to Reinhart’s discouragement, Jin’s eyes were fixed on Ehr’s movements.

“Is it just my imagination, Jin? I have a feeling that Ehr is becoming more and more dexterous every time…“

Just as stated, though little by little, Ehr seemed to remember the degree of strength with which he held the clay in his hands.

And ten minutes later, Ehr managed to make a perfect dumpling out of clay.

“So that’s what’s happening…“

“Jin, I can’t make heads nor tails of this by myself. Please explain it to me!”

Both Reinhart and Saki were worried about not fully understanding what was going on. Jin told them his opinion on the matter.

“I’m thinking that perhaps the signal sent from tactile sensors are not in line with the control formula I prepared.”

In Jin’s calculations, the control formula contained information passed down from an earlier generation model. So it’s only natural that the newly designed sense of touch was not considered in that formula.

At first, Ehr’s control system does not know how to properly handle unknown information like the sense of touch.

Then, after getting ‘used’ to it over time, he finally managed to roll up a piece of clay successfully.

“I see, that makes sense!”

“I’m not so sure I fully understand, but do you mean that Ehr is not used to his body yet?”

Jin nodded.

“That’s what I think. That’s why for now I think it’s best to let Ehr learn his movements little by little, like a baby.”

“Reinhart-sama! It’s time for tea! It’s a little late, so I came to pick you up.”

Since Belche called them out for tea, Jin and the others left Ehr to continue with his exercises with clay and left for the main wing of the house for tea.

(Reiko, just to make sure, keep an eye on Ehr.)

Jin couldn’t forget to give a quick instruction to Reiko with a low voice.