Balls of Steel

The medical technology in this world was quite advanced, and in less than half an hour, Jin Jiuchi left the examination room with a brand new gleaming arm attached to his shoulder. He should have felt excited for this unique body, but after seeing Noir's data, his entire person deflated like a wilted eggplant, feeling like he had lost in every aspect.

Eighty-eight percent degree of mechanization, with a body weighing half a ton… damn, how cool was that?!

Why hadn't he been the one to assume that identity instead?!

When he returned to the waiting area and spotted Noir sipping tea with a calm and composed look, he couldn't resist shooting a bitter, scathing glare at the man.

Noir didn't raise his head – whether he noticed Jin Jiuchi's glare remained to be seen – but their cheap father did notice Jin Jiuchi's animosity, though he never uttered a single word.