Apocalypse Shelter Administrator - Chapter 414



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When kids appear in front of me, I prefer SD characters the size of a fist.

Even though all the AI ​​assistants have grown up one by one, Kids has remained the same.

So one time I asked her.

“I’ve always wondered, why do you always take on the SD look?”

[Isn’t it cute?]

The answer was immediate.

It’s cute to strike a pose with your fingers crossed over your eyes in an inverted V shape.

“Aren’t the other assistants interested in becoming SDs? I think they’d all fit in well.”

Especially Rose and Artemis, the destructive power of cuteness will be enormous due to the difference in their usual appearance.

[It wouldn’t be strange. Rose and Chrollo would want to appeal as mature women rather than cute. They would like it if the manager complimented them by saying they were cute, but they would be happier if they were looked at with lustful eyes, right?]

“Artemis?”

[Oh my! I dare not guess his tastes.]

“It’s okay, just tell me. I’ll allow it.”

[Hmm… isn’t the SD too small to contain the nobility and kindness of Artemis?]

Kids spoke cautiously.

[Because deformation is not expressing something as it is, but rather changing and distorting it. Isn’t that in itself an irreverence that undermines His perfection?]

Since then, Kids has insisted on the SD body type.

As shelters opened, there were more instances of people coming into contact with outsiders, but this did not change.

I was worried that even if they were called Kids of the Underworld and the World, they would look down on them because of their small and cute SD figures, but my worries were for nothing.

She was a perfect person who could manipulate people and get the job done.

No, it seems like it’s not just controlling, it’s also causing fear.

Because people are much more nervous when dealing with kids than when dealing with Rose or the police.

And today, I got a good glimpse of it.

A small commotion occurred when I entered the broadcasting station in a spirit state with Artemis.

“It’s a nude photo shoot.”

Where Artemis pointed, a woman with an innocent look was standing awkwardly on a gorgeous carpet.

“Is this a fairly well-known model?”

She was wearing a swimsuit the size of a newborn’s palm made of translucent material.

It’s not much different from being naked, but it’s not completely naked. It’s clear that she was a highly prized woman before the war.

-If everyone exposes their naked bodies, the commercial value will decrease. Celebrities should adopt a luxury strategy. They will slowly expose their bodies like Usain Bolt breaking records.

Kids were very picky about this aspect.

“I checked the interview records and it seems that she was a promising idol. She’s a popular person who’s appeared in movies and received a lot of advertisements, even though it was just a minor role. If it weren’t for the infection war, she would have appeared in Vogue.”

“I don’t know. I’m not interested in that kind of thing at all.”

In front of the model is a middle-aged man sweating profusely.

“He was a famous studio owner before the war. He was a big shot who rose from the bottom to become CEO with just one camera. His skills are recognized by everyone, so it seems like Kids recruited him.”

“As expected, he is a jack of all trades.”

“Enough with that compliment? Using the title of sacred doctor for such trivial knowledge.”

Around the middle-aged man, there is a fairy the size of a fist, orbiting like a satellite.

Needless to say, it’s kids.

The naked female models, the sweaty middle-aged men, the downcast staff members, they all keep an eye on the little fairy.

[Huh? Huh?]

People’s shoulders shrugged at the lively exclamation.

[Didn’t you say that touching the sacred model is absolutely prohibited?]

Kids fly next to the female model and assume a supporting pose.

[This person is like a saint who sacrifices her body to become the light and salt of the world. She deserves to be treated with the utmost respect. Tsk tsk!]

“I’m sorry! I’ve known you since you were trainees, so I was happy to see you, but…”

A nobleman who would have been a slouch in the upper class just six years ago was now as stiff as a new recruit.

The body is already at attention.

“It’s not a minor.”

Look at those knife-like angles. The sense of crisis that his instincts feel seems to have brought back vivid memories of the ceremonial training from decades ago.

[You said you did it because you were happy to see me? That’s really strange. If you meet someone you haven’t seen in a long time, don’t you usually shake hands? The culture of touching someone’s butt to show you’re happy was not found in any culture before the war.]

“That, that’s it.”

The kid was spinning around right next to the middle-aged man’s cheek.

The sight has a similar oppressive feel to that of US military instructors shoving their faces right in front of trainees’ noses and yelling.

That’s why the middle-aged man was unable to defend himself and just stuttered, unlike his desperately rolling eyes.

[Wow, the post-apocalyptic era is definitely different! A new greeting culture has taken root without me even knowing it! As a broadcasting station director, I should reflect on the fact that I am falling behind the times.]

The kids, with their arms crossed, closed their eyes and nodded repeatedly.

For the record, I’m not only seeing the world through my eyes these days.

Like Artemis, I can use the shelter’s sensory devices as my own sense organs.

Of course, compared to her, I have many limitations and can only see what’s around me.

But that alone was enough.

“That guy, what’s his face like?”

The speech and deformed appearance are the same as usual, but the facial expression is different.

The corners of the mouth were long and split, and triangular teeth called shark teeth protruded neatly between them.

There is something creepy about him that makes him seem like a mischievous kid.

“I, I, I’m really okay.”

A female model who was sexually assaulted has stepped forward to mediate.

It seems that it is not so much because of the middle-aged men, but because the atmosphere is too suffocating.

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But when the kids stared at her, she swallowed a breath and shut her mouth.

“Hiccup!”

He even started hiccuping.

The kids smile brightly as if nothing had happened and circle around the middle-aged man again.

[I feel a sense of responsibility as someone who delivers good news, joy, and warnings to people’s lives. I should try to be more trend-sensitive.]

“Oh no! If it’s someone like Kids…”

[Huh? When did I say I could call you by your name? Are you my friend?]

The corners of his smiling lips are splitting even more. If this continues, it looks like it will reach down to his ears. His protruding teeth also seem to have become longer and sharper.

It’s a visual that wouldn’t feel out of place even if it appeared as a tutorial fairy in some webtoon and made people’s heads explode.

“So, Mr. Broadcasting Station Director?”

[Being a broadcasting station manager is just a hobby. I should have told you that my honorable title is life manager. This guy is dumber than I thought.]

While other studios are still actively filming, this one is quiet.

“Artemis.”

“huh?”

“Kids, that guy, he must be acting like that because he wants to be in front of people.”

“It seems like you want me to tell you that that’s not your original personality.”

“…”

Artemis chuckled.

“Women originally showed different attitudes toward men they liked and men they didn’t. But for kids, the gap is quite large.”

“You haven’t found us yet, have you?”

“Of course. That’s why it’s like that.”

I took Artemis’ hand and quietly pointed outside the broadcasting station.

“Are you going to pretend you didn’t see anything?”

She smiled brightly.

“I think that would be a good idea.”

“That’s a merciful judgment. If Kiz finds out that you showed him your expression, his future will be very bleak.”

“Why should I worry about all the men?”

This is Artemis, a self-confessed misandrist.

“Kids are that merciless. They’re scarier than they look.”

“Anyway, I guess I’ll have to wait a bit and then go in.”

I carefully slipped out so as not to be caught in the kid’s sensory area.

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After about 30 minutes, as I entered the broadcasting station making a loud noise, Kids came running out.

“Whoa! It’s the manager!”

He took off his shoes and walked barefoot, perhaps wanting to appeal to hospitality.

Yes, it’s not flying, it’s running along the ground.

Not the usual little fairy, but a girl who came up to my chin.

A doll-like girl with fluttering, antique clothing. But her eyes, dark and deep like the sea, make her look like a small adult.

The sound of tiny feet stamping on the ground was lovely.

“Come here.”

I half-bent my knees and spread my arms.

Wow!

The kid who jumped up and down fell into my arms.

“Ehehehe!”

And then he laughs heartily.

A vivid voice that sounds like it’s coming from your vocal cords, not from a speaker.

“Manager, you are warm.”

“Kids are also very warm.”

Perhaps due to her young appearance, her body temperature is higher than that of other women.

As I stood up, her thin legs and arms hugged my torso tightly. She clung to me like a frog.

Sniff sniff!

The kids were openly sniffing my chest and neck.

“Wow, it smells like a man!”

“Is that a compliment or an insult?”

If you say I smell like a widower, I’ll be hurt.

“Of course it’s a compliment! So that’s what you smell like, Manager. I think I’m going to get drunk on this cocktail of mellow testosterone, brave soldier scent, and sexy scientist flavor.”

She rubs her soft cheeks against my chest.

It’s like watching a dog burying its face in a bowl full of food and eating absentmindedly.

“Administrator! Can I ask you a favor?”

“Please don’t be a request, just speak comfortably.”

“Please change to Princess Hug.”

“like this?”

He instantly threw her into the air from his arms.

“Kyahahahaha!”

Kids are happily floating with their hands clasped together. They are full of faith, not even worried about me letting them go and them falling to the ground.

It came in as if it was wrapped in my arms, befitting its small stature.

“It’s really nice to see you. It feels like I’ve finished a homework assignment that I’ve been putting off for a long time.”

Artemis, who was observing with warm eyes from a little distance, said.

The only four people in the world that the arrogant woman recognizes as part of her family.

Beyond the wall that not even the nymphs he had given a second life to, or his beloved Nina and Seyoung, could overcome.

We are five people who have been united as a community of destiny with different connections and abilities from the beginning.

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