Can Synthetic Evil Spirits Feel Pain?

Coming Soon: "Can a Bionic Evil Spirit Feel Pain?" [Fragile, Airheaded Beauty vs. Quiet, Devoted Robot] Ever since buying a household robot, Rong Chishao has felt like something is off at home. There seem to be a lot more mosquitoes. Mysterious red marks keep appearing all over his body. He also keeps getting sleep paralysis. He often wakes up unable to breathe. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that his household robot is a bionic evil spirit? Evil spirits... They’re supposed to attract bad things, right? Rong Chishao wonders innocently. A genius scientist renowned throughout the Star Alliance at just eighteen, Rong Chishao is, unbeknownst to most, a pretty fool who’s hopeless at everything. He can’t cook or do housework, gets lost the moment he steps outside, and can work until he faints from hunger. To keep his daily life running, a few months ago the genius brought home a blood-soaked robot from the robot market. It had introduced itself to him and claimed to be a bionic evil spirit. “Good thing I brought you home that day. After we left, those vile space pirates slaughtered everyone at the robot market.” Rong Chishao shudders at the thought. The bionic evil spirit agrees, then respectfully kisses the back of his hand. Rong Chishao contentedly narrows his eyes. Though his bionic evil spirit is quiet and gloomy, and doesn’t seem very good at housework, he’s handsome, and his body is always warm. He’s just perfect for warming up the bed! At night, Mr. Bionic Evil Spirit holds his snowy-white shoulders. For the 186th time, he kisses his utterly defenseless, breathtaking sleeping face while silently reciting the Star Alliance Expeditionary Force regulations until dawn. As the first light appears, the bionic evil spirit gets up and prepares breakfast for his master. At eight, he kneels beside the bed. He lifts his master’s foot and kisses the top of it. “Master, it’s time to get up.” - A major general of the Star Alliance Expeditionary Force vanished after being wounded in battle. After countless hardships, the chief of staff finally managed to reconnect with the major general’s signal device. He was overjoyed. The major general had a distinguished military record and a lofty status. The people of the entire Star Alliance were eagerly awaiting his return. But then he heard the noble major general on the other end speak respectfully: “Master, dinner is ready. Please come eat.” Chief of Staff: ? A soft, sweet voice sounded. “Oh, you got a blister from splattered oil on your hand. Does it hurt?” “It hurts.” “Can a bionic evil spirit feel pain?” “Yes.” The usually stern major general seemed to soften his voice, like a puppy begging for affection. “If you blow on it for me, it won’t hurt anymore.” Chief of Staff: ?????????? Theme: May everyone find the one they love, who makes them change their code of conduct.