Chapter 169: The Chatterbox

In fact, A2 got one thing wrong, the ones who were looked down upon weren't the androids of the Resistance, but rather their YoRHa models.

Or maybe it can't be called looking down, but for some other reason, they were too special, so special that even the other android models on the Bunker couldn't understand them.

And the reason why A2 hated the Commander, hated the Bunker, hated humans, probably has a lot to do with this.

But then again, A2 saying that arrogance is a constant trait of the Bunker isn't wrong either, after all, as the beings closest to the Moon, they are the closest to "humans."

Even their faction is called the Human Army, not the Bunker Army.

Of course, the truth of the matter is something A2 never knew, even until the end of the story. From beginning to end, including most YoRHa models, were all kept in the dark.

She gripped the sword in her hand. The dissatisfaction towards the Bunker made A2 feel a surge of killing intent again, but it quickly faded. At this moment, she suddenly had some concerns.

Killing 2B and 9S was easy. She had killed those two more than once before, but… then what? Then continue the cycle? Then her own companions might also be marked as targets for elimination? Then Aiden would also be dragged into this?

All of a sudden, she felt "tired." The endless fighting and fleeing had made her a bit weary.

'Can I… still keep going?' A2's originally cold expression became extremely complicated.

And just as she was struggling internally, the androids on the upper platform, after a moment of silence, began to speak and converse with Anemone. After confirming each other's identities, Anemone led her subordinates up the stairs.

"Don't worry, no matter what happens later, I'll be on your side." Aiden noticed the change in A2's expression. Not knowing what she was thinking, he assumed she was worried about a potential conflict with the YoRHa squad, so he held her hand and said a few comforting words.

However, just from this simple sentence and this simple action, A2 suddenly let out a breath of relief, she… seemed to have "figured things out."

"Mm." A2 nodded obediently, letting Aiden hold her hand, and followed the Resistance up to the upper platform.

Behind them, Yakor showed a thoughtful expression. The moment A2 figured it out, she suddenly felt that a major plot point in this world had drastically shifted. The originally clear "picture" began to blur, and the further she looked ahead, the more blank it became, like a sheet of white paper, waiting to be rewritten with ink.

'Is it because he's a human? Or is it something else? Why did things turn out like this? This is way easier than when I tried to change Zero's fate, and not even a single abnormal phenomenon occurred.'

Of course, Yakor was just curious. The change in plot didn't matter to her at all, in fact, she was quite looking forward to what would happen next in the story.

'But seeing them walking hand in hand really is annoying!' Yakor thought again, 'He was risking everything to help me just now, and now he's holding another woman's hand. Tch. Scumbag.'

Thinking tsundere-like thoughts for a while, Yakor picked up the suitcase and followed after them.

———

After reaching the platform, Anemone told her subordinates to stay put, while she walked toward the three members of the YoRHa squad.

Speaking of which, besides the YoRHa models who had participated in the Pearl Island descent operation at the time, this was her first time seeing other YoRHa units!

But as she approached and saw 2B's appearance, she froze for a moment, then turned back to look at Number Two standing next to Aiden.

"They actually look exactly the same."

Anemone didn't know that B-type YoRHa units were basically all modeled after A2. Seeing 2B who looked exactly like Number Two, she couldn't help but feel confused.

However, she didn't directly ask. Instead, she raised her right hand and placed it over her chest,

"Anemone, Resistance android. Pleased to fight alongside you. Glory to mankind."

"2B!"

"4B!"

"9S!"

"Glory to mankind!"

The three members of the YoRHa squad responded while also placing a hand on their chest like Anemone.

Behind Anemone, upon hearing the androids shout that phrase, Aiden couldn't help but grin. As the only human in this world, that line really hit differently.

For some reason, he felt an urge to reveal his identity right then and there.

But recalling Yakor's warning from the other night, he had to forcibly suppress it. Even so, he still imagined in his heart just how shocking it would be when the day finally came to reveal who he really was.

Because he was standing at the back, most of the androids didn't notice his expression change. The only one who did… was 2B.

Not that 2B found him special, but because at first she felt that A2 beside him gave off a strange sense of familiarity. However, A2 was now wrapped head to toe in a cloak, so she didn't recognize her right away.

She withdrew her gaze in confusion. Before she could think about why that android was smiling, she heard Anemone speak, "As expected of the YoRHa-type androids. Your strength is amazing, that target unit was taken down so easily by you. Looks like our support wasn't even necessary."

"No, that guy wasn't our target for this mission." As the captain, 2B naturally responded.

While waiting for the Resistance to arrive, she had already discussed with 4B and 9S and believed that the mechanical arm they encountered was probably just a factory defense system. The real target was likely still hidden somewhere deeper in the factory.

"A guy that strong… isn't the target?" Anemone was visibly shocked.

"Seems like we'll have to keep searching the factory for the real target." she added.

"So your support isn't redundant at all." The one who responded was 9S. This shota boy smiled and said, "With your help, it'll be much easier to search."

As a scanner type, 9S had a more lively personality and often said things to be considerate of others. Compared to the programmed 2B, he was easier to talk to.

"So, what should we do now?" Anemone asked.

"We've already discussed it. I have a flight unit, so I'll search from the outside." 9S said.

"And we'll conduct the investigation focusing on the interior." 2B interjected. "Originally, 4B and I planned to each cover one side, but since you're here, we can split into more teams. That way it'll be more efficient."

"If the plan's already made, then I have nothing to add." Anemone had no objections to this arrangement. It was already the simplest and most effective method.

As 9S flew the fighter jet away from the platform, the group split into four teams, spreading out in four directions from the center platform.

As powerful YoRHa units, 2B and 4B each formed their own teams. Anemone led her Resistance androids as one team. Aiden, A2, and Yakor formed the last.

However, once 2B and the others left, Aiden's group didn't move much either. They just strolled in the direction they were assigned.

The android girl had already let go of things, she didn't care anymore. Besides, the target they were dealing with was from the Bunker. It had nothing to do with her.

Meanwhile, Aiden and Yakor, who knew the plot, were very clear, the one who would ultimately discover the target… would still be 2B. And given the target's size, no matter which direction they went, everyone would end up gathering together anyway.

After walking a bit, Aiden suddenly remembered 11B and decided to use this opportunity to find her. He turned to A2 and said, "I'm taking you to a place, to meet someone."

"You have acquaintances here too?" The android girl looked confused.

Yakor was also puzzled and stared wide-eyed at Aiden. Whether the plot had changed or not, she couldn't think of anyone else Aiden might know here.

"Not my acquaintance, probably yours. Uh, no, more like… your kind." Aiden said.

A YoRHa model, and a B-type unit at that, calling her the same kind as A2 wasn't wrong, since all B-type units were created using Prototype Unit Two as the base model.

But A2 didn't catch on and continued to look at him in confusion. 'Same kind? But everyone's an android, aren't we all the same kind?'

It was Yakor who remembered a character from the story. She glanced at A2, then suddenly squeezed between the two of them, ignoring A2's glare that looked ready to slice her, and hooked her arm around Aiden's shoulder to whisper, "That escaped YoRHa B-type, right? How did you save her?"

"Don't get so close, A2 already has her hand on her sword!" Aiden pushed Yakor away in annoyance, but still replied in a low voice, "Secret."

"Fine, don't tell me then!" Yakor pouted, but her curiosity was killing her. She came over again, though this time she didn't push A2 aside, and instead obediently stood on Aiden's other side, sweetly grabbing his arm.

"Come on, tell me!"

Yakor's suddenly sugary voice made Aiden shiver. He thought to himself, The straightforward version of Yakor was much easier on the eyes…

"You'll find out when we get there," Aiden said coldly.

———

In a workshop in the ruined factory, 11B was sitting on the ground, waiting for her body's self-repair to complete.

But even after all this time, her body had only repaired a little. She could barely stand and move her legs slowly.

Even though she could move now, she didn't wander off. Instead, she obediently stayed under the feet of the aerial combat robot.

From the time she was rescued until now, the robot had already fended off over ten mechanical lifeform attacks, all blocked by the aerial unit. The ground around them was littered with machine corpses.

"By the way, what kind of android is your master? From the voice, sounds like a guy, but I remember male androids rarely being combat types. Your master isn't some ancient leftover relic, right?"

"Big guy, do you have a name? What model are you? Are you similar to a POD?"

"You can't talk? But you seem kind of intelligent. Too bad you can't speak."

"Sigh… I wonder how 16D is doing…"

YoRHa B-type units are definitely not chatterboxes. While they might occasionally make a sarcastic comment, most of the time, like 2B, they're silent and taciturn.

But maybe it was because she had escaped the Bunker… or maybe because she survived, 11B was in such a good mood now that she was even chatty.

"Do you know who 16D is? A junior of mine, very clingy. I was planning to escape the Bunker with her, but because of the descent mission, I had to leave her behind for now. Hope she doesn't blame me…"

Rambling on and on at the aerial combat unit, 11B eventually got tired. She leaned against a rock and lay down. Her standard-issue longsword was tossed aside. Her messy white short hair went uncombed. But her mouth didn't stop, she kept talking.

Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice in her ear,

"Even YoRHa B-type units can be chatterboxes? Still talking non-stop even after getting hurt."

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