"What, it just opens? That's so boring." I grumbled and looked at the hallway. And then looked behind me. There was no one.

"Hmm." I pondered for a moment.

Come to think of it, when she said 'this studio is around that place', there was this somewhat indistinct expression on her face but it wasn't vigilance or anything of that sort.

If she had said 'Don't be too concerned about it', it would have meant that it contained something valuable.

If she had said 'Don't get close to it', it would have meant that it contained something dangerous.

But she only wore an indistinct expression.

'What is it?'

That was what piqued my curiosity. I didn't feel any sense of foreboding like that I felt in the face of a bad situation.

'It should not matter much if I am only poking around a little.'

I slowly inched forward.

The hallway wasn't long. The hallway's huge width made the hallway feel like a part of the room rather than a corridor.

[What are you?]

And I ended up meeting 'that' in that place.

"A head?"

If I were to describe it, it was a huge head. An enormous head of a man wearing a heavy helmet made from dragon scales was floating in the air.

[How rude. Do you always address others by their body parts?]

A sound echoed in the surrounding air as his eyebrows made of steel twitched subtly. Something similar to a vibration reverberated through the surroundings, causing a tremor.

"Oh, what a strange feeling."

[... Strange feeling? What, are you okay?]

His round eyes stared at me in bewilderment, as though he was greatly surprised.

It might sound weird, but… He had lots of expressions for a robot.

"Who are you?"

[I'm Ares. The God of War, Ares.]

He sounded arrogant and full of confidence, as though he was looking down on the world.

However, his voice wasn't the...