"D-8888, do you feel anything related to sexual urges?"

"…"

"D-8888, please answer the question or you will be terminated."

Hachiman bursts out into derange laughing, prompting the guards in the room to level their guns at him, though a waist-long blue hair styled into a ponytail, pretty-faced scientist with average size breast and butt, toned arms and legs, who was asking him, put her hand up, "Hold fire. It will be troublesome to find another teenager."

Hachiman stops laughing to glare at the scientist, "…Actually, let me ask this. Why did you pick me? Why not some orphan?"

One of the guards nearby move her gun to point it right at his face, "D-class 8888, you do not have –"

The scientist puts her hand on the gun next to her, "Relax. We already confirmed that he is harmless." She gives a quick glance at the guard then turns her attention back to Hachiman, "To answer your question… Somebody."

Hachiman squints his eyebrow even further, "That's it? Somebody?"

The scientist shrugs, "I am only allowed to say up to that point. But, you can figure it out, can't you?" She lazily smiles at him before waving her hand in the air, "Anyway, since you're back to normal, mind cooperating with us? If you prove yourself valuable, then your living quarter will be improved."

"…Hey. I-is there a chance that I can go back to my life?" He tries to talk in an emotionless tone yet a bit of hope leaks into his voice.

The scientist's smile freezes then slowly turns into an apathetic one, "…There is none. This is your life now, as D-class 8888. Get rid of your attachment to your previous life."

Hachiman closes his eyes while his shoulders lifelessly slack, "Haha… Damn it… Just as I managed to find something genuine…" He opens his eyes then turns to look at the gun, a p90, "Might as well kill me then."

"Sure." The scientist quickly takes the guard's sidearm at her waist pocket then points the pistol, an M9 Beretta, right at his head.

The quickness and fluidness of her action sends a shiver through his body, along with a flinch as he stares right into the barrel of the pistol, "Sure about this? Death isn't pleasant."

"Scientist Alexandria, you are –"

"Can it. I used to work as an MTF boy before being placed here, so I double outrank all of you, Site boys. Besides, we only said that we will take him here. Nothing else so we can just kill him."

"…This –"

"Ah, is that insubordination I hear?" Seeing as no reply came, Alexandria clicks her tongue, "Thought so. Anyway, what is your answer? Oh and tell me your name so I can put it on my list of cowards."

Hachiman quickly glances around, taking note of the hesitation and lost looks on all of the guards before focusing on Alexandria, "…Why are you going so far for me?"

Alexandria tilts her head, "Hmm? Whatever do you mean by that?"

He takes a deep breath while closing his eyes, "…The fact that you are trying hard to stop me from dying." He opens his eyes then spot the tiny shake of her eyes, even though her face shows no other sign.

He exhales then continues, "I'm right, am I not? You made a flashy show of pointing the gun to my head while making sure I can see your movements, asking me if I truly wanted to die twice, emphasizing the loopholes, insulting me… And the fact that the safety is on."

She clicks her tongue then slowly lowers her pistol, "Tch. Are you a gun nut or something? You would have fit right in with those HR guys with that observation level." She sighs then hands the pistol back to the guard.

"As an answer, it would be a waste to find another teenager. So, don't die."

"…Why should –"

Alexandria steps closer to him, "Look… Isn't it a waste to throw away your life like that? How about living for your memories? Got any fond memories of people? Place? Anything really. So, just live for that, alright?"

Hachiman blinks then scrunches up his face, "That was really cringe."

"…Give me the pistol –"

"But… Alright. I'll… Live for them."

Alexandria smirks, "Atta boy. Now on to the experiment. Do you feel any sexual urges?"

"Erm? No?"

She nods, "Good. Now head over to that door then head inside when told." She points to the door at the opposite side of them then points to the door next to it, "We will observe you from that room."

He nods then lethargically walks over to the door while she walks next to him. She swipes her keycard at her door then walks in while he silently waits.

"…Hopefully I'll die in there…" He mutters to himself then sees the metal door slowly open, "…Maybe." He walks in then looks around, only to see a normal looking room that wouldn't be out of placed at a normal house, albeit a small and cramped one as everything is fit into one room, though at the opposite side has a door.

"Oh? Welcome, fellow sist – ahhhhhhh!"

He flinches as he hears a high pitched scream, prompting him to focus on the sole occupant, a female with waist-long blonde hair flinging herself to a bed by the right wall, getting under the covers and forming into a lump then followed by a loud hiss.

"Don't look at me! Argh!"

He raises an eyebrow, "Hello? And why?"

"It-it's because you will lose control!"

"…Well, I feel fine?" He looks around then shrugs, "I don't feel any… Sexual urges right now."

A head pops out from the cover, showing a pretty smile, "Really? You don't feel like attacking me?" She hopefully asks with her blue eyes sparkling while looking right into his eyes.

Hachiman shakes his head, "Why would I attack you?" He glances around, "Nice place you got here." He spots a bible resting on a shelf, "Are you a nun?"

The female face lights up, "I am!" She quickly stands up on her bed while her cover falls off from her, baring everything to him in full view. He quickly looks away with his cheeks blazing red.

"…Erm, Sister… Look down." He points at her, prompting her to blink then look down, only for her eyes to widen.

"Eeeekkkk!" She quickly dives down to her cover, once again forming a lump, "…Please forget what you saw…"

He glances back to see her condition then slowly nods, "…Ok. So, um… Who are you?"

"Erm… 166…"

"Um, no, I meant your name."

"Ummm… Claire…"

He nods at the lump, "Ok… Nice to meet you, Claire."

Claire's head pop out from her hiding spot, "Same here! Finally, a male that won't attack me!" She beams at him, though it soon turns awkward, "Ah… But please forgive me as I can't wear anything or my body will itch…"

Hachiman scratches his head, "Alright? Weird but alright."

"Ah thank the Lord that He has sent such a forgiving man!"

"…No, I don't think you should really be thanking him…"

Claire gasps, "That won't do! I will teach you of the great and benevolent of our Father in Heaven! Please grab the bible over there and I will start teaching you!"

"…Why did I agree to this?" He sighs but walks over to the bible on the shelf and grabs it, "I should have asked her to do it," He mutters but continues in a louder voice, "I will only be hearing you out, alright?"

She rapidly nods her head, "That's fine! Now, I guess I will start from the beginning." She coughs then starts on trying to convert him while the person in question shakes his head then sighs.

*ZXCSZXCS*

A/N

Welp, I didn't realize that SCP-166 got revised and the questionable parts got removed... But, since I already went this far in, I was like alright fuck it. Anyway, on to the comments!

edubleck28 - yep since my fics are aimed at the romance kind(specifically harem)

Wicked.A - wow, 682 actually talking with humans, he must have really been bored lol and *REDACTED*. Yep, unfortunately 8 is taken

DrackNath - lmao