Chapter 464 "I Really Liked Those Clothes, You Know"
“It should be any time, now,” Nova said. She was in the secure pod vault with Aron, watching over Rina as the final stage of her awakening was progressing and documenting the changes in her.
“I’m actually a bit excited... and curious, and nervous. I didn’t get to see anything happening during my upgrades at all,” Aron distractedly replied.
Just as he was about to continue, Rina’s pod beeped, a notification that movement had been detected. She was waking up.
Rina stopped absorbing the liquid mana in the pod, so Nova stopped the mana feed and allowed it to drain out of the pod and into the room, where it evaporated and joined the rest of the mana in the atmosphere. The mana density in the pod vault was so high it would awaken any five people, but to Aron, it was akin to a warm breeze on a hot day, practically unnoticeable.
After a few minutes of outward inactivity, Rina blinked open her eyes and released a low groan. Due to concerns about interfering with the awakening process, Nova had only supplied mana and observed the process, nothing more, so Rina was rather stiff and groggy after having laid still for so long.
Still, Nova had collected a wealth of data for the imperial archive’s confidential records. There were akashic librarians collecting data on everyone else in pods undergoing the process of awakening, but those could only act as controls to compare Rina’s awakening to. After all, Rina had a couple of advantages. Not only was she in the most recent generation of medical VR pod, but she had also undergone a round of genetic enhancement beforehand. Not only that, she’d had her awakening triggered in a location with a much higher mana density—the pod vault during Aron’s own upgrade—and Nova had also “fed her” with as much mana as her body could handle during the awakening itself.nOVe1BIn
She found herself almost eager for the process to complete in others so she could compare the results. Her initial hypothesis was... exciting, to say the least.
Aron immediately cast a refreshment rune on her to remove her grogginess, causing Rina to jump in surprise. “The fuck is that!?” she exclaimed and rubbed her eyes. ‘I must still be dreaming,’ she thought, having seen lines of brilliantly glowing gold runes flowing from her boyfriend’s raised hand to her body. But after rubbing her eyes, they were gone as if they had never been.
Rina felt like that sounded familiar, so she thought for a moment, then blushed. She remembered all the times he had intimate moments with her into complete exhaustion due to his seemingly limitless stamina. Then, after pounding her half to death, she would always feel refreshed and ready for more after a short period of cuddling. Thus, he must have been doing the same thing to her every time he plowed her into a puddle of goo, as she was relatively familiar with the sensation she was feeling now.
“Care to explain what’s going on?” She narrowed her eyes and glared at Aron. It must have been his fault. Did he bang her into a medical pod this time? Were his thrusts so fierce they caused brain damage and memory loss? Did he slam her into a concussed state? She had to know!
“Why did I wake up in a pod?” she asked as she grabbed the side of the pod she was in and tried lifting herself to a seated position. As she pulled, though, instead of rising to a more comfortable sitting position, she heard a loud cracking noise and the handle she was grabbing to lever herself upright broke off in her hand.
“Let me help you up. You’re a lot stronger than you used to be and your mind hasn’t quite adjusted to your new body yet,” Aron said, then picked her up in a princess carry and brought her over to a chair.
He handed her a set of clothes, as the ones she was wearing had been disintegrated by the pod, but she tore them to rags trying to get dressed.
Without a word, he handed her a second set, which suffered the same fate, then a third, and so on. It wasn’t until her eighth failed attempt at dressing herself that he finally stepped in and put the clothes on for her.
She puffed out her cheeks and pouted at him. “I really liked those clothes, you know,” she said coquettishly.
“Here,” he put a pair of glasses on her face, “log in and I’ll explain everything in the simulation.”
