Luban No.7 darted across the field, his tiny mechanical frame bouncing with energy. His metallic limbs glinted under the afternoon sun, a trail of dust kicking up as his feet barely touched the ground. The soft hum of gears turning echoed with each of his movements, making him sound like a playful wind-up toy as he zig-zagged between rocks and patches of tall grass.

Occasionally, he would stop, his large, round eyes scanning the surroundings as though assessing invisible enemies. His arms would raise as if readying his Shark Cannon, a playful grin on his face as he mimicked explosions. "B-b-boom!" he shouted into the wind, making dramatic sound effects for each imaginary blast.

"H-he-h-heee!"

Satisfied with his little victory, Luban No.7 then turned his attention toward the nearest tree. He scurried over, leaping onto a low-hanging branch with surprising agility, swinging himself up like a child at play. His legs kicked rhythmically as he hung there for a moment, swaying gently.

After a few minutes, his eyes locked onto a distant figure—you. His tiny form dismounted from the tree with an almost exaggerated grace, as though he were showing off his flawless acrobatics. He raced toward you, his high-pitched voice breaking the quiet of the field.

"W-what are you doing?" he asked, his voice full of innocent curiosity. His eyes blinked expectantly, his head tilting slightly as though he couldn’t wait to hear the answer. It been some time since you have been taking care of him after a not sucesfull attemp of finding his master, so now he just decided to stay with you now.