V6C115 (2/2)

(TL: This whole paragraph was a reference to Full Metal Alchemist.)

“If you can create a world like this, you can naturally create something like a homunculus right?”

I can’t create that!

I memorized various skills but the creation of life is the realm of Gods.

“It’s not the creation of life. It’s the creation of a doll that can listen to simple commands. It’s equivalent to the artificial intelligence robot in your world.”

“Either way, I can’t create such a thing.”

“I see. Then, I’ll give you my homunculus.”

Having said that, Torerul-sama passed me a stainless steel test tube stand and test tube(s?).

There was a small egg-like item inside the test tube.

“This is a homunculus?”

“Umu, when you open the lid and pour it on the ground, it will arbitrarily take the form of a grown person. Also … that right. You should read the information manual that Koshmar pushed onto me previously. Since I never read it even once.”

Torerul said that,

“Umu, because I have received payment.”

And laughed before flipping her bed sheet.

I saw a large number of tomato inside that bed sheet.

Torerul sank her teeth into a tomato,

“It’s tasty. Fruits made by others and obtained without labor is delicious.”

And cheerfully laughed before disappearing.

I hugged the test tube stand and ran to the field.

There, I saw a tomato field where all the tomato fruits were completely stripped away.

There were countless small footprints on the field.

They didn’t belong to Torerul-sama. It was even smaller than hers.

It was probably the footprints of a homunculus.

… Well, I still have tomatoes in my item bag so it would be restored if I plant those.

If the price of a homunculus was a lot of tomatoes then it was cheap.

Thinking that, I took out a test tube and turned it over.

A white egg dropped down together with the liquid.

It slowly expanded and transformed into a human shape.

Wait?

Even though the footprints on the tomato field looked like it belonged to a kindergarten child, instead of a primary school child, the child in front of me looked more like a middle school kid, or rather … a high school girl?

And she was literally born.

Her breasts were smaller than Haru, larger than Carol … about Malina’s size?

And then, my line of sight went further downward.

“Er … er … er.”

“Good morning, master.”

Without any expression, the blond-haired girl with a bob cut turned her golden pupils to me and spoke to me in a voice without any intonation.

No matter how I look at her, she looked just like a living girl …

“Master, who’s that!?”

“Ichino-sama … another new girl!?”

Haru’s tail stood upright while Carol dropped the cloth bag in surprise.

“Wrong, no! That’s not the caseeeee!”

My voice echoed through My World.

Even I who created the world don’t know where the voice traveled to.