Honkai Impact: Reaction

Omake 3 LucOha's GreaT VacTion Of Foolish Proportions

"...Welcome Sir have you come to visit Madam Herta." One of the two security guards asked the blonde man wearing a white suit.

The gentleman nodded and said lightheartedly, "I am standing outside her office aren't I."

"You may come in Mr..." The Guard noticed the absence of an ID and tensed up but soon relaxed noting that this was Herta's Space Station after all...Why wouldn't there be security?

Well, except for that one time the Anti-Matter Legion invaded.

Along with a Dragon too.

"My apologies, here you go." 

A familiar design of an ID was soon placed in front of the eyes and after a second the guard nodded his head, gesturing to his partner it was authentic.

"You're permitted to go in."

Having permission, the man in the white suit walked forward as the door automatically opened and waved goodbye to the two men positioned there.

"Strange fellow." 

"How so?" 

"It was a bizarre mishmash of a name."

"Can't be that bad."

"Flegra Uther Clester Kaslana."

The two went silent realizing and pondering the name.

"By the Aeons...That man. His parents must hate him."

...

Herta's Office could be said the most important place for Research in this Space Station but for me.

It was the perfect place to take a nice comforting nap, especially when you laid your head on that triangle leading to the Simulated Universe.

Well, there was one problem...

Herta.

Since one of her magnificent crafted puppets was stationed in her office 24/7 I made a compromise with her.

I was allowed to sleep in her office on the condition I was to assist in her 'experiments'

On one such occasion, Herta wanted to figure out what my body heat was.

So she decided to have one of her puppets lay on my chest whilst I was having my daily sleep on a hard metal triangle.

"As expected...Very warm indeed." The puppet's hand wrapped around my chest tightly, and I could feel the digits of her hands groping my back.

Worst position to give a massage indeed.

Her hands weren't very cold as it had a similar warmth to that of a normal person. If it weren't for those doll joints no one would know that it was just a puppet.

"Miss Herta, are you finished now? I feel quite exhausted." 

The puppet had a deadpan expression at my excuse.

"I refuse Mr. Sneaks into my ship so he can sleep in my office! Don't you dare pretend to fall asleep now."

"Were you always this stingy? Twirling around your feelings? Just admit it, you want a friend who's willing to stay by your side and that's why you're clinging onto me." I started, intending to see if a puppet could turn red.

"You're right," Herta answered without hesitation.

"Liar." I bobbed her on the nose.

She retaliated with a headbutt to my chest.

"I am being serious." Her voice was quiet as a mosquito, it seemed she was opening up to me...How unexpected.

"I...I feel exhausted putting on the mask of Madam Herta in front of everyone. Having to constantly watch every single detail and action I act on. When I am with you, I get this constant urge of wanting to punch you in the face.