>>5889400"You heard me. Take a break. You've worn yourself ragged working on two important projects simultaneously. While I've more than done the required amount to make up for the amount of time it took for you to properly fashion this body of mine to the pinnacles of perfection, I'm not a heartless monster. So take a breather and recover. Go on vacation if you feel like it. You can leave it all to me." You reassured the workaholic.
Staring at you some more before turning to the heavy machinery, before staring back at you once more after contemplating your offer in silence. Shiro took a deep breath before finally answering. "..Okay. Well, do you know how to operate any of these?"
"Operate?" You blink your golden eyes in confusion as you look at your hands.
"Yes, operate. You don't expect to just do the sewing process by hand, do you? We don't want to raise suspicion with our benefactor that we had an alien symbiote make all these Goku uniforms. So we can't have you do it like Nui or else we'll end up in a world of trouble." Shiro explains.
"Ah, yes. I suppose that makes sense." You ponder at this revelation, choosing to stroke your chain before placing your hand against your chest. "Not a problem. I can adapt. A Kamui like myself can rise to any occasion and evolve accordingly to achieve the desired results. So you go off and do whatever you need to for R&R and leave everything to me."
Finding himself looking at you with a deadpan expression, Shiro merely shrugs and puts his hands into his pockets as he gets up from the chair. "What the hell. I could use a couple of days to recover and unwind. If you say you got it I'll trust you. But just in case I'll leave you with some way to contact me without the need for your telepathy."
"Duly noted. Trust me when I say that I got this and you have nothing to worry about." You answer proudly.
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"THIS IS FUCKING BULLSHIT!" You screamed, mere moments before throwing a large desk against the wall. For what seemed like an eternity you found yourself struggling with the wonders of modern technology. For all your years on this planet, it seems that you were succumbing to the cliche of old people being technologically challenged.
"I was there since the beginning! I should know how to operate something as fucking simple as a computer! My people have experienced higher-grade technological advances eons ago! So why am I having trouble getting this computer and these contraptions to follow my every command!" You scratched your head in frustration over the scrambled mess of life fibers against the containment cell alongside the regular fabric that was to comprise the Goku Uniform. The mere sight infuriated the perfectionist side of you.
As you let out an exasperated sigh, you start to mull over your situation. An afflatus starts to form as you feel yourself at the cusp of an eureka moment. You just need some way to get through this wall and convey your craft accordingly.
