102 closed the headquarters' corridor windows, blocking out the cold draft, thinking today's weather was quite sinister.
To keep warm, she zipped up her black rubber coat to the top, squeezing her body uncomfortably, especially her chest, which kept growing day and night, much like a pumpkin stuffed into a barrel, which is bound to explode sooner or later.
102 patted them, annoyed. What's the point of them growing without any practical function? They can't even feed the Little Fool. If she could feed the Little Fool with them, 102 wouldn't have to buy milk every day.
She turned around and summoned Rinne and the others to follow, who had intended to send the injured Seeking Shadow to the repair station, but after hearing about it, 102 had them bring Seeking Shadow to headquarters instead.
