Chapter 175: Returning to Camp

After bidding farewell to the YoRHa squad, Aiden and the others didn't leave immediately but instead searched the ruined factory for the corpses of the dead androids.

However, under Engels' attack, to end up with an intact corpse would require incredibly great luck, so after searching for a while, they only found some broken limbs.

Although most androids are quite indifferent toward life and death, especially those like Anemone with rich combat experience, she still showed a sad expression.

Supported by A2, Anemone stood on the ground and slowly lowered her head.

After a brief moment of silence, the group followed their original path back.

But on the way back, an unexpected person joined their group.

The deserter from the Bunker, 11B.

After the YoRHa squad piloted the flight units and left, 11B, who had been hiding, finally dared to show herself, and even said she wanted to follow them to the Resistance camp.

As for the reason she gave, it was also very simple, first, she didn't know where else she could go. After all, for an android who had stayed in the Bunker for years, the surface was completely unfamiliar, and she didn't know anyone there.

The second reason was also simple, because Aiden saved her, she felt it was better to stay beside the person who saved her life.

However, among the group, aside from Aiden who didn't mind, the others were not too happy about her joining.

Among them, after learning that she was an android who had deserted from the Bunker, Anemone worried that taking her in would cause trouble for the camp. After all, the orbital base could be considered a higher authority than the surface androids.

A2 and Yakor both looked at her with guarded expressions, though Yakor's wasn't as obvious, unlike A2 who had already placed her hand on her weapon's hilt.

In the end, it was Aiden who made the decision, bringing her back to the Resistance camp with them.

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By the time they returned to the camp, night had already fallen.

A2 directly brought Anemone to the same repair shop Aiden had taken her to before. Before leaving, Aiden gave her some money, but Anemone said she was the leader of the Resistance, and didn't need to pay for repairs. This made Aiden sigh, 'S,o androids also had privileges, huh.'

After parting ways at the intersection, Aiden and Yakor brought 11B back to their place.

As soon as they got home, Yakor rushed into the bathroom with a suitcase, muttering that she'd worked hard all day and needed a good bath.

Hearing that made Aiden very dissatisfied. She clearly hadn't done anything today and was completely just a bystander. Why did she get to say she worked hard?

But hearing the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, he couldn't be bothered to argue. He turned to 11B who had followed him and said, "There's no spare bed at home. Pick a spot you like, and sleep there tonight."

As he spoke, he pointed to the floor, indicating she would sleep on the ground.

11B nodded obediently. She didn't think there was anything wrong with sleeping on the floor. As long as she could escape the Bunker, even sleeping in a trash heap was fine. She wandered around the room for a bit and finally chose a spot by the window, then plopped down. The longsword she carried was casually tossed to the side.

Looking at 11B hugging her knees, curling up her body, Aiden suddenly felt a little sorry for her. Thinking about what she went through in the game, he sighed, turned around and went back to the bedroom. When he came out again, he had a blanket in his hand.

"Take this. Your mattress." Aiden handed over the blanket.

"Thank you." 11B hugged the blanket and smiled at Aiden, but the smile was a little stiff, not very natural.

But 11B's pretty face, which looked quite a bit like A2's, made Aiden's heartbeat skip for a moment. He quickly recovered, discreetly took back his gaze that had just examined her from head to toe, then sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, and thought about whether he should find a set of clothes for 11B. After all, her clothes were very damaged, revealing almost her entire body.

Not long after he began thinking, Yakor came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. While drying her hair with a towel, she said, "Aiden, the handmade soap I made last time is used up. In a few days, let's go out and find some materials to make more."

"You don't even sweat. What do you need soap for?" Aiden said while shaking his leg, "Just rinse with water."

"Even if we don't sweat, we still get dusty. I'm a lady, after all."

Just then, she saw Aiden sitting on the sofa, and immediately stopped drying her hair, yelling loudly, "Get up already! You haven't even bathed. You're all dirty. Don't mess up my sleeping spot!"

But Aiden just lifted his chin, then lay sideways on the sofa, even placing both feet on the backrest, with a "I'm lying here, deal with it" expression.

Yakor puffed her cheeks in anger, rushed up to Aiden, forcefully pulled him up, and pushed him toward the bathroom.

"I didn't say you couldn't lie there, go shower first. Then you can lie however you want."

This stunned Aiden for a moment, and then he was pushed into the bathroom by Yakor.

As soon as he entered, his eyes were drawn to the pile of clothes in a wooden basin, it was all the clothes Yakor had changed out of, including her underwear.

"So casual? And lace too. Totally unexpected!" Aiden muttered, curiously picked up the black lace panties, but didn't find any specific hair on it, and his thoughts began to wander.

Outside the bathroom, Yakor, who hadn't walked far, froze when she heard Aiden's voice.

But in the end, she didn't react. She casually kept drying her hair. However, 11B, who had been watching, noticed that Yakor's face had turned bright red in a way that made her curious.

After Aiden came out of the bath, A2 still hadn't returned. But Aiden wasn't too worried. This was the Resistance camp, Anemone's turf. Nothing should happen.

"Do you want to wash up too?" Aiden looked at 11B, who was still curled up beside the window, and asked, "You do know what bathing means, right?"

"I know. It's something like sterilization, right?" 11B thought for a bit and replied.

"Yeah, more or less. Basically, it means cleaning the body," Aiden nodded.

"Then I know what to do!" 11B stood up, and under Aiden and Yakor's shocked gaze, started undressing as she walked toward the bathroom…

Once the bathroom door shut, Yakor muttered in a low voice, "So shameless. There's a man in the room! And a real one at that, not afraid he'll go all beast mode?"

But she also understood, most androids didn't really understand such things.

Then she looked at Aiden and found he was still looking toward the bathroom. She waved her hand in front of his eyes. Seeing no reaction, she grumbled, "She's gone already. What are you still looking at?"

"Ahem, not looking anymore," Aiden coughed and reluctantly pulled his gaze back, muttering in his heart, 'Looks a bit more well-developed than A2.'

But then he thought again, all YoRHa B-type units seem to be more developed than A2. Does that mean A2 was at a natural disadvantage?

After spacing out a while, Aiden started pacing around in boredom. This world had zero entertainment, not even as fun as Midgar's slums. At least there, you had TV, video games, and booze.

As he wandered around, he noticed Yakor sitting cross-legged on the sofa, holding a fancy notebook and writing something in it.

Aiden curiously walked over and looked over her shoulder, she was drawing, and the subject was the combat aircraft he had summoned.

So he asked, "Why are you drawing this?"

"To make records. I love recording things I've never seen before," Yakor replied without even lifting her head.

"I see..." Aiden nodded, then focused on watching her draw, after all, he was bored anyway.

But after a while, his attention drifted.

Fresh out of the bath, Yakor was still wrapped in a towel. Though she looked like a young girl and wasn't as curvy as A2, she still had a nice figure. When Aiden looked down, he could clearly see a not-too-shallow cleavage.

Also, with her movements, the towel kept slipping lower and lower, and Aiden's eyes couldn't look away.

"How's the drawing?" A while later, Yakor finished and held up her notebook.

That movement made her towel slip even lower, Aiden could even see her pinkish chest. Whether it was because he hadn't relaxed in a long time or the intensity of the day's battle, his willpower weakened. For a moment, he forgot to respond. Or maybe, he pretended not to hear her?

"Hey! I'm asking how it looks. Give me a reply!" Yakor turned around in annoyance, only to notice his gaze was clearly not looking at her face.

So she followed his line of sight downward, and her cheeks instantly flushed red.

"Pervert! Lecher!" she mumbled angrily in her heart, but surprisingly, she didn't do anything else. She just kept holding her pen and scribbled in her notebook. However, if Aiden looked up, he'd see all she was drawing were meaningless doodles.

But this kind of "benefit" didn't last long. When the bathroom door opened, Yakor was the first to react, quietly saying, "Haven't had enough? She's coming out."

"I've had enough..." Aiden sighed and regretfully looked away.

In fact, he had already noticed Yakor's little reaction. He was a bit surprised that she hadn't stopped him right away.

'Could it be because I'm the only human in this world?' he wondered. After all, Yakor was an android, and in this world, androids existed for humans.

So, thinking that way, maybe it wasn't wrong? Aiden rubbed his chin. He really wanted to ask Yakor directly, but it felt a bit awkward. Secretly looking and outright asking were two different things, it was a matter of how thick-skinned you were.

Besides, he always felt Yakor was quite different from the other androids.

She seemed a little more… human.

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