"Hmm? Is there something you need, sweetheart~?"
Hosua went close to Hana's ear and whispered her suggestion.
"Huehueh? Not a bad idea, my little angel~!"
And so, they began to create a schematic for the soldier template of the reality-defying army.
A quarter section of the storage room has been transformed into a temporary meeting room to discuss the action for tomorrow's impending doom. While Hosua was still in bunny-girl outfit, Yoo Hana donned a military officer uniform and a beret to enhance the atmosphere.
'She is just having fun!' Hosua shouted within her mind, as she couldn't wear anything else but her current provocative outfit.
"Let's just use your own current model for the soldier!"
"You just want more of me, aren't you, Manager Yoo Hana?"
"Why not?" Yoo Hana faced Hosua as if there weren't something wrong within her suggestion. "Don't you think that the more Hosua in this world, the better?"
"Why do you ask that to the subject of the statement..."
"Regardless, the more manpower we have, the easier we operate a plan on a larger scale." Yoo Hana then began to manually draw the schematic with pen and ruler at a faster pace than making a takoyaki. "Besides, as much as I wanted to create another one of that reality-bending extension, we won't know if the model we craft would result in a much more satisfying tool to resist the Apocalypse.
"Not to mention, you did get quite a backlash in your soul for the Ammunition Consumption subtraction, adding more than one Reality Halo will be more risque than free diving into an active volcano."
"I can take more than one."
"No means no, my little Hosua~ So, what do you think about this module for the encrypted communication?"
"Well, I've already put the upgrade process into a template, so I can just replicate everything with some changes here and there." Hosua caressed her chin. "Say, don't you think that we're doing a similar thing to that one particular old strategy game that is still running till this date?"
"Do you have the slightest idea of how little that narrows it down?"
"The one with cute girls and hot women as mass-produced weapons of war who have their own codename to be that of the in-real-life guns they used," said Hosua with straight face.
"Oh, that one."
"The Tactical Dolls~!" Hosua looked reservedly excited. "The idea of machines and humans coexisting in such a carefully woven tragedy and hope is just-" Hosua did an OK-sign with her hand. "Beautiful!"
"I didn't know that you had any information about that game, knowing that some knowledge you possessed in your database was outdated."
"Well, you seem to like guns, Manager Hana. Even before this whole thing, so I checked to see if there were any subjects that piqued your interest back then." And also because Hosua just wants to consume any kind of media with androids and AI within it. "I thought that you would be a fan if not a whale for the game, or something like that, if I take the amount of time you dwelled your room into account."
"... Just what do you think I am, Hosua?"
"Uhm."
"Of course I'm a whale!" Yoo Hana puffed her chest and placed her right hand on her left chest. "I have every 'skin' and 'coalition unit' with the power of money! You can say that I've contributed greatly to the game's main franchise and its sequel with my monetary power!"
"I'm not surprised."
Both of them then came up with a smaller android that was basically a shorter and younger-looking version of Hosua to reduce the production time.
Yoo Hana once again was reduced to her degenerate state as she donned a rather perverted expression.
"Let's call them H-dolls~!"
"H-dolls as in?"
"Hosua-dolls~!"
"... I thought the 'H' would be something else."
Just as Yoo Hana predicted, the amount of stolen computational power began to slowly decrease after the five hours mark. Thankfully, Hosua had already been equipped with an even more powerful processor and memory power to allow for a complex design inside her head.
After the template was created, Hosua simply commanded the soul automation of the soul tentacles to do all of the hard work.
"No matter how I look at it, your creation capability is just too mesmerizing." Yoo Hana's happy face almost melted due to how exhilarated she was. "It's like a sci-fi version of a 3D printer!"
"If someone saw me doing this, they would definitely think they are the main character of the story for witnessing something out of the ordinary, only to be tied to some kind of incident later down the line."
"That is weirdly specific."
Just as the creation of the first H-doll was almost finished, Hosua wondered if she could replicate the string formation that makes up her soul.
Surely, the soul was more complex than any particle of matter for it to have its own unique separate dimensional space adjacent to its physical vessel. Hosua had already calculated this but she really didn't have any reason to create something so delicate and enigmatic as a soul.
'Then again, I still clearly haven't cracked the mystery of my own soul.'
But just like most living beings, Hosua had the innate instinct of curiosity.
"Manager Yoo Hana."
"Hmmm~?"
"I want to try giving life to this particular one."
"Do you gladly bear the burden of it?"
"I will, every sin and every pain that this newborn shall possess, I will take all of it."
"Silly Hosua~ Don't just take the burden, take care of it too~!"
"Will do!!"
And so, the first sentient machine that was created by another sentient machine had been born.
Donning an almost identical appearance to Hosua, the little one was given a blue capelet above an adorable and comfy multi-layered clothing. Of course, with the choosen material capable to conduct temperature in mind.
The little one opened its eyes.
"Model NC-H901KO, booting up…"
Both Hosua and Yoo Hana gazed with anticipation.
"Connecting to the Hive-Server and the Internet… Connection established. Adding Model NC-H901 and an Individual named Yoo Hana as the owner by proxy…" The child version of Hosua scanned both of her owners from up to down. "Identification acquired."
"Ooooh~!"
"OOOOH!"
Without further confirmation, NC-H901KO scoured the needed information available to its liking. Even though Hosua had already implanted the little android with the needed knowledge and information so that it won't start with nothing, the existence of the soul seemed to alter the innate behavior of the machine.
'My sole existence is made possible because of these two.'
The little android then stumbled upon a rather peculiar information.
'I see, so these two are my parents.'
With a sweet and whispery voice, the little one opened its silicon lips.
"Mama, papa?"
"Eh?"
"A…?"