And I as the jar was placed on Hinami's desk that filled with some pieces of me that had been forced to "experience a world of 800 degrees Celsius". I looked forward to her occasionally calling out to me. Sometimes she would talk to me happily while hugging the bottle. When she passed her first choice in the university entrance exam, when she passed the final exam, when she passed the fourth and final interview for a research position at Ibuki Electric Corp. I had always watched her struggling at her desk. But I couldn't help but wonder why I was conscious at that time, and why the contents of the bottle that had gone to Hinami had become "me," but I decided not to worry about those things. Of course, I would like to move freely if I could, but compared to spending years, even decades, alone in a dark, narrow basement made of exposed concrete, it's nothing.

Her student days consisted of keeping the bottle with the pieces of me on her desk and hugging it almost every day, whenever something happened, or whenever she found a reason to do so.

"Today, I got my test papers for Physics and Information Science back. How many points do you think I got? It's full scored, of course. I'm working hard, so that I can make your body for you someday. Right, Yukari-chan?" she said, smiling as she hugged the not-so-big jar tightly.

She looked at the bottle that packed my pieces while studying for exams, writing reports, and even answering questions in front of the laptop on her desk, even doing an online interview. I saw her reading books on AI, robotics, control technology, and other topics piled high on her desk with a serious look on her face. Then, with a smile, she reported to me that she had joined Ibuki Electric, a major electronics manufacturer, which was her first choice of goal.

After that, she joined a research lab and was appointed deputy director. During that time, she would keep tweeting about the progress of her experiments in front of the bottle, and I still clearly remember the smile on her face when she finished. Of course, I acknowledge her efforts. If I could praising, I would do it hundreds of times.