Now that I thought back about it, I had only met these folks in less than 12 in-real-life days, and now here I am, proudly showcasing my thesis like a hopeful child trying to get them to join a potentially awful project with morally dubious experiments.
After all, I forgot to mention that the development for the neuromorphic computation technology might include several living beings as a test subject if the progress reached a bottleneck.
I could just brush it off as fae's common sense in this case. The race that I was implied to be didn't really have the brightest public impression.
It was quite convenient, If I'm to be honest.
Not that it made much difference if I were to awake as Narcissus with a pair of pipe horns, canine ears, or a 360 degree rotating neck—instead of these sharp ears.
Wait, now that I mention it, did everyone just assume that I was a fairy because of my ears??
