A world of the future like this will definitely have something new. Now the creation of artificial humans has been accepted by the government, so it has become legal. And of course, nowadays the price of things has increased more than before. Therefore, more and more people turned to be thieves. Some even join the guild of assassins, waiting to accept work, take down victims, and wait to receive money.

The targets were all the sons of noblemen who had a lot of money. Therefore, this profession was created...a profession called the successor.

But in reality, no one wanted to be his successor. Even though there was a lot of money, it was life-changing work. Therefore, these works were sent to researchers who research artificial humans. Create those things to act as successors.

Because artificial humans have no feelings. They are all mindless people. It could only wait to receive orders and then disappear.

Let's talk before reading.

Author: Miharu, or you can call me Miha.

Status: Preparing to enter camp(?)

This story is out of line.

Yoai

Or a man who loves a man. But there's really only a little bit. Very little.

So if you can accept it, read it. If you really can't accept it, you can close it.

Oh, this fic is also a response fic.

need

myself, so if the language is bad, I sincerely apologize.

After reading this, please tell me how you feel about it. Miha will know how to dress herself.

Please criticize or praise.

But please don't use harsh words. I repeat, do not use harsh words.

thank you

I opened my eyes in a white laboratory at the Artificial Human Creation Research Institute. Looking around, he saw two scientists.

Both of them are male...in my brain it says so. It is like a computer that can contain data and may be deleted at any time.

“No.148

You must be this man's successor.” As one male researcher finished speaking, Another person held a picture in front of me. In the picture, there was a young man with short black hair that matched that face. He looked until he remembered and nodded.

And his quest with strange feelings that he had never encountered before began.

“Would you like some tea, sir?”

“Come on, your tea is the best I've ever tasted.” This young man was the person I was to act as my successor. When we first met, I realized that he was a person with a weak body due to a congenital disease. He was also the heir to the inheritance, so an assassin tried to kill him.

I handed him a cup of tea and the young man took it and drank it. I looked at his happily smiling face after my young master drank tea. Had to sit and continue working with me helping beside him.

I stared at that face as if mesmerized. What's wrong with me? Hair is only a creation of human hands. It is only an artificial human whose job it is to receive orders. Artificial humans have no feelings, but I have feelings...

The day I had my first feelings was the day I met Mr. Chai for the first time. The smiles you send every day like the morning sun help nourish my emotionless heart to feel like a normal human being, even though I am a fake created by humans.

love...

It was a strange feeling that I had never experienced before in my fake life. I am happy every time the gentleman smiles brightly. and felt sad when he saw the man's tears

And I felt sad when I knew that soon I would have to disappear.

Yes...soon I will have to depart from your life.

And if I disappear...what will happen to you sir...

Will you be happy...or will you cry...

“Is there something on my face?” asked the young man when he saw me staring blankly at his face for a long time. “Nothing, sir.”

“Look, I have something I've been wanting to tell you for a long time.” The young man turned to me seriously. Did that snow-white face turn red with embarrassment? I couldn't figure it out.

“What is it?”

“I love you, I have loved you for a long time.” After saying that, the young man's face turned red. because of shyness I was stunned for a moment. I smiled at my one and only beloved man. Hands instinctively embraced the young man's frail body.

“I love you too, sir.”

'I love you sir' is something I truly say from my heart.

I want to embrace this body forever.

Please, please. If heaven really existed Don't let that day come.

The day I had to disappear from the life of the man in front of me...

But in the end...no matter how much I beg, The day the mission was completed had arrived anyway.

“The housekeeper has been dealt with.”

"that! It's there!!”

Ah...sir, I'm really sorry for making you cry.

But for the man...

Even if this body is broken, I will accept it!!!

I turned over and picked up my gun and shot the assassin. precisely at the point of death and at that time I was shot in the middle of the chest...

Bang!

My body fell The young man in the area saw me fall with his very eyes. The tears that were already flowing were falling even harder than before.

“No, that's not true, please don't die, please.” The young man shook me hard. But the silver gun was pointed at the young man's temple. Prepare to pull the trigger immediately.

“I'm really sorry. But soon he will die, hehe.”

"goodbye"

Bang!!

Using my last bit of strength, I lifted the gun and shot it just in time, piercing the middle of the man's forehead. His body fell in front of the young man. But the young man didn't care.

The beloved man lay against my blood-stained chest. Repeatedly painful

I used my finger to gently wipe away the man's tears. No matter how much I wanted to comfort him, I couldn't do it. His voice was unable to form words, as if something was stuck in his throat.

'Goodbye,' the young man read my lips and let out a loud yelp. I smiled one last time before falling asleep...forever.

'Now I have the answer...how will the young master feel if I disappear?'

“Thank you for the good feelings you have given me.”

“Thank you for still loving something that is not human like me...until the last second of my life.”

“Finally, I would like to say...”

“I love you sir more than anything in this world.”

"and..."

“Goodbye…”

At the Artificial Human Creation Research Institute

Two male researchers, as before, examined the artificial human body.

NO.148

before reporting results

“He died because he was shot through the lung in two places.”

“The size of the wound is serious. But he still diligently used his remaining strength for that weak-bodied young master? You seem to be very attached to your duties.”

"I don't think so, eh?"

"What's up"

“Professor. I have something I want to ask.”

“Come on.”

“This artificial human… will not have feelings, right?”

"yes"

“Then why?

NO.148

That's why tears came out."