It had been a week or so since Kryuger's "training session." Things had been oddly quiet since then, maybe this was the universe's way of repaying him for that torture session. Persica had been pulling all-nighters working on her new project, so she didn't have time to bother him, which had allowed him to continue working on the new AI architecture.

The discovery of OGAS put their AI research years ahead of Sangvis Ferri, not only did he have a functional emotion simulation, he showed unprecedented independence, which means that he can operate without the intervention of a human commander. These two together mean that not only are dolls easier to relate to, but they are also able to improvise beyond the plans set by commanding officers. This had the IOP suits shitting themselves dreaming of the money they could be making.

This development, once complete, would give IOP a massive advantage over Sangvis Ferri, meaning T-dolls can go from specialist roles with heavy supervision, to more general roles that require adaptability and independence to function properly.

There had been minor problems with the emotion buffer, which caused AI's to go insane if forced to go through intense emotional trauma, however, Persica put in a stopgap measure that put a hard cap on the emotional response to compensate. While it wasn't ideal, it worked well enough for soldiers. Now that the AI work was done Lycoris was using his budget for personal projects, at the present that being working on the emotion buffer.

Persica had been hard at work on prototyping the actual dolls, and rather suspiciously refused to let Lycoris look at it. She had put up a curtain around her work area and anyone approaching would be met with automated turrets.

Lycoris had seen her slipping in there with a bunch of random things, including for some reason a nun outfit. He had no idea what she was doing back there but he was scared. He had no reason to be scared, but knowing Persica it was impossible not to be.

Days passed, and he saw more and more weird items being brough back behind the curtain. A bible, a cross, a massive folder titled "Papal Decrees since 0 AD." What was she doing back there? They were supposed to make soldiers not priests, this seemed irrelevent. When he asked what she was doing she quoted a random bible verse and ran back behind the curtain. Some of the verses were completely nonsensical in context and gave little to no information on what she was actually doing.

One day, finally, when he entered the lab, the curtain was gone. Right where the curtain used to be sat Persica, sitting with her legs crossed, sipping coffee from some mug she got from Russia. Next to her sat something strange. It was a nun with cat ears. She looked somwhere between 13 and 16, had pruple eyes and long silver hair. She sat in a chair in prayer. Raising her head as he entered the room.

She stood up, bowing to him as he entered.

"Hello Dr. Lycoris, how are you today?" She said, in a soft, calming voice.

"Im doing fine, what were you doing right there?" He replied

"Why I was praying to our Lord Jesus Christ Dr. Lycoris, as all good Christians must!"

Lycoris was shocked. He was expecting something much worse, instead, he got a nun. He was expecting some sort of sadistic prankster that would make his life hell 24/7. He could deal with a nun.

The nun approached him, her walk was patient and elegant, much more so than her childlike body would indicate. As she approached he realized something. She was fucking massive. Lycoris was 6'3 and she towered over him like a giant. The proportions made her look like a cute yet unsettling theme park mascot.

Lycoris started to sweat profusely, he was reminded of bad memories at the theme park as a child. Soviet Land had a bad habit of giving kids PTSD, the guy in the big Stalin costume was a bit too realistic. He started to slowly step backward trying to escape her.

"Do not fret Lycoris, I may be large but I am still a woman of the Lord!"

She closed the gap between them with ease, and she drew something out from behind her back. He had no time to realize what it was before he had a cream pie shoved in his face. He could not see it but he could hear the once soft and calm voice of the doll break out into childish laughter. He could hear Persica's childish giggle as well.

As Lycoris cleaned off his face and glasses he heard the door to the lab slide open, he was able to clean his glasses enough to see that it was their IOP supervisor. He had a young girl with him in an IOP uniform.

The young girl looked rather scared, she was probably somwhere about 12 or 13. She had big blue eyes and long brown hair tied back into a ponytail. She looked nervous as all hell, looking down at her feet and shaking with nervousness. She hadn't even noticed Lycoris' predicament.

"This is Anne, Kryuger left her in our care and you are now responsible for taking care of her. No opting out of this." The man said.

The man nudged her toward Lycoris and her eyes shot up to the pie covered man. Her face lit up red.

"H-hello sir…" She said trying to hide her embarrassment.

The man then left without saying a word, any attempt to ask him anything was met with cold silence. The nun was still trying to collect herself after her prank, she had been rolling around on the floor since then, and only now had managed to pick herself up. Lycoris remembered that he still had to introduce himself.

"Hello Anne, im Lycoris, the souless devil over there is Persica." He said pointing to her, still sitting on the desk.

The nun finally picked herself up off the floor, and brushed off her outfit. She then kneeled down to the childs level.

"I am Persica's Persistent Perennial Public Petinent Personnel Prankster, or P7 for short." She said with a smile.

"N-nice to m-m-meet you…" The girl said meekly.

Lycoris had no idea how to take care of a child, and neither did Persica. He had no idea why IOP had decided they were best suited to this task, but he had no choice on the matter it seeemed. Life was about to get much more complicated.