Lobotomy Corporation but with Simulation System?

"Angela… Angela, can I kiss you?"

Normally, physical contact with her Secretary or the Deans was insignificant, completely natural. But now, she suddenly became shy and hesitant.

A vague sense of embarrassment… Her face was flushed, like a ripe apple, exuding a tempting aroma, as if inviting a bite, a taste of its sweetness.

This discomfort and hesitation perhaps could be interpreted as— caring.

No response was needed, no explanation, no elaborate words. A simple action was enough.

Hearing X's words, the AI only smiled faintly, like the bright moon in the night sky, quiet and serene. The bright moon was beautiful… Unlike the sun's intensity and brilliance, this was subtle and gentle, like flowing water.

Gently flowing water didn't make loud music, but it created a tinkling sound, like jade chimes, the clear sound of water droplets falling onto a jade tray, a silent accompaniment, smoothing the rough edges of pebbles.

Water washing over pebbles doesn't make a loud sound. It's so gentle, changing them imperceptibly…

Taking off her wooden clogs, her jade-white feet lightly touched the ground, stepping on the cold porcelain tiles.

Most of the time, the sturdy, crimson Jenny shoes were the AI Secretary's trademark. The black Secretary uniform and the bright red Jenny shoes were a perfect match. But even in today's attire—she was stunning, captivating X's gaze.

It was a completely different style, elegant and dignified—

Her slender legs, usually slightly constricted by the tight uniform, now revealed their full length and alluring curves. The dark bathrobe further accentuated her white skin.

Her flawless legs, like a jade bird perched on a lotus leaf, rested lightly on the edge of the porcelain bathtub. Her toes dipped into the almost overflowing hot water, as if testing the temperature…

And just as X was wondering what the Secretary was doing, a wave of hot water splashed over her.

The hot water from the bathtub drenched X, soaking her already dry hair. Her black bangs immediately became wet and clumpy, like a lioness that had fallen into the water.

The AI stepped into the bathtub, and with a slight push, she joined X. When someone entered the bathtub, the water level would naturally rise and overflow.

The water, already almost at the brim of the porcelain tub, naturally overflowed when another person entered. And the AI seemed to intentionally splash hot water at X, creating a comical scene, like someone being hit by a water gun.

The bathtub wasn't small, but it wasn't large either. It was just slightly bigger than a standard single-person bathtub. It would be fine for two smaller women… But for two women who were both over 1.7 meters tall, it was a bit cramped.

This further reduced the already limited space. In other words… it forced them closer together.

"Wha— Angela, why are you in the water?!"

X stared at the AI Secretary in the bathtub, her surprise more evident than ever. Her golden eyes even held a hint of shock. Perhaps— nothing could surprise X more than seeing an AI in the water.

It was more shocking than seeing Abnormalities or dying employees…

For a moment, she was speechless…

[What's wrong, Manager? Don't you welcome me?]

The AI soaked in the water naturally, as if she were a normal human enjoying a bath. There was no sign of anything amiss— if X didn't know Angela was an AI, it would be hard to imagine that she was a machine.

From her appearance, Angela was a human woman, an incredibly beautiful human woman, her appearance impeccable.

Even with X's critical eye, she couldn't find any flaws. It was like a perfect piece of jade, crafted into a perfect work of art… the AI was truly a creation of art.

As for whether her internal structure was realistic… Uh, X didn't want to know, not at all.

She was only certain of one thing: Lobotomy Corp's founder, 'A,' had a serious problem. These unnecessary and cumbersome details were excessive. Why create an AI that was a perfect replica of a human?

This… this seriously distracted her, affecting her work.

It was difficult to imagine 'A's' mentality when designing Angela. It certainly wasn't a normal mindset. After all, for a simple office machine, there was no need to go to such lengths.

X's thoughts wandered, increasingly inappropriate. She completely forgot that she had just wanted to bite her Secretary. They were both thinking impure thoughts.

But once her thoughts wandered, X forgot what she had wanted to do. Hearing the AI Secretary's question, she blurted out some foolish words without thinking.

"Uh… of course, I welcome Angela, but… won't this cause an electric shock? The safe current for the human body is 10 mA. How many mA are you, Angela?"

When X wasn't thinking clearly, she would say things she didn't understand. Perhaps she had become drowsy from the hot water, or perhaps it was the AI's sudden entry into the water that had startled her. In any case, her words were a bit… inappropriate?

It was like the central air conditioning was on full blast. Even the hot water in the bathtub couldn't dispel the chill.

Unsurprisingly, X was glared at by her AI Secretary.

[Manager, you've been spending too much time with the Safety Department Dean lately. There's a saying, "One takes on the colors of one's company." I hope you understand.]

[My body won't be affected by water. The outer layer of simulated skin will prevent water from entering my internal components. And even if it did enter, my internal structure isn't as simple as you might think…]

[There are too many technical terms to explain. How can I explain this to an outsider who doesn't understand anything?]

[To put it simply, my body is very different from the inferior machines you know. I won't be damaged by "water ingress," and I don't easily allow "water ingress." I'm not that fragile.]

The AI was probably truly angered by X's mood-killing words. Her usually gentle demeanor instantly crumbled. She was clearly impatient. Her tone was sarcastic and contemptuous, a double blow to X's intelligence and EQ.

It felt like… she was seething with rage…

Just as the AI was angrily explaining, she heard that sentence again.

[The safe current for the human body is 10 mA. How many mA are you, Angela?]

Following the voice, she saw that X hadn't been listening to her explanation at all. X's attention was on the black recorder in her hand, fiddling with it. The sentence had just been played by the recorder.

Faint red "#" symbols appeared on the AI's forehead. She was completely speechless. Her fists clenched tightly.

[Manager, what are you doing…?]

She was waiting for an explanation.

"Uh— I was just testing the recorder's functions, seeing if it's waterproof. It seems to be very waterproof. It still works even after being submerged."

X answered honestly, showing no sign of a desire to survive in front of her AI Secretary.

The consequence of this was that the AI picked up the small yellow rubber duck floating in the hot water and accurately smashed it onto X's head.

"Quack!"

"Ow—!"

The little yellow duck quacked, and X clutched her head, crying out in pain. Before X could recover, the AI Secretary, who had been bathing with her, left the bathtub. The water level instantly dropped.

[I'll go prepare dinner. You can come out when you're done. I think… you probably need a good rest.]

The AI Secretary left the bathroom without looking back, as if she was no longer in the mood to serve X.

The black-haired, golden-eyed woman with short bangs had always been inconsiderate.

She truly excelled at angering the other party. It could be considered a talent. Even unconsciously, unintentionally, she could accurately provoke the AI.

Goodwill and affection always tipped the scales. But she didn't understand the situation. She lacked that kind of common sense.

Or perhaps, the black-haired, golden-eyed woman was aware of this, but she constantly avoided it, fearing it might affect her mood. She repeatedly denied it, pretending to be completely oblivious.

She suppressed these feelings, even if she had felt them.

In the end, she subconsciously chose to stop at the edge of the cliff, avoiding it all.

Because this was absurd… very absurd, even if she couldn't explain why, even if she couldn't articulate the reason.

"Oh, Angela, did… did I make her angry again?"

X forgot that she was supposed to kiss her AI Secretary. Only after the AI had left the bathroom did she remember, like a car's chain suddenly falling off at a critical moment.

Her belt would suddenly snap at important times.

Soaking in hot water for too long wrinkled the skin. Bathing was comfortable, but it shouldn't be too long. Not only could she faint, it could also affect her judgment.

X attributed her constant mistakes to becoming drowsy from the bath… without any self-awareness.

Perhaps, maybe—this was the reason why X had always been single, although even her single status needed a question mark.

Without the Secretary, X lost interest in bathing. Soaking in the bathtub alone was lonely. It made X feel uncomfortable.

If bathing together was enjoying a happy time, then bathing alone was enduring silence and loneliness. It felt a bit like having a meal for two, but eating both portions alone— well, perhaps it wasn't so tragic.

X could easily eat a meal for two, and even that might not satisfy her appetite.

Having two portions of dinner all to herself, what a joy!

Just thinking about dinner made X's stomach rumble. If anything in the Corporation could evoke anticipation in X, it was the three meals a day.

There was nothing happier than eating a full meal.

If the AI rang a dinner bell before each meal, maybe with just a little jolt, X would immediately appear at the dinner table, obediently sitting in her chair.

For some reason, today's dinner wasn't "exquisitely small." The portions were generous. Perhaps the AI was in a good mood, or maybe the Manager's loyal and considerate Secretary had finally realized that X needed to gain weight, not lose weight.

Perhaps only by gaining a bit of flesh could those curves become slightly more prominent… although the chances of a second growth spurt were minimal.

The fact that the vending machine hadn't dispensed anything, despite her repeatedly pressing the buttons, had made the AI realize something.

Excessive dietary restrictions would only make X more rebellious. Perhaps only a well-fed black cat would obediently show its belly for petting.

Hunger marketing wasn't effective. Or perhaps, the AI had misunderstood something and had now changed her approach.

Today's dinner was very down-to-earth, a common meal. But a common meal didn't mean that it wasn't delicious. On the contrary, it was delicious and filling.

A big pot of stew was the main course. Although it was a common dish, the ingredients used were top-notch. The side dishes were pickled chili peppers and a thick sauce, served with rice.

Stew involved putting various types of meat and vegetables into a pot to simmer and cook until soft and tender. The method was simple, and the dish was nutritious. This seemingly ordinary stew had something special about it.

The beef and chicken were incredibly tender and flavorful. The rich aroma permeated every piece. The meat was infused with the broth, every bite releasing a burst of flavor in the mouth. It was so tender that it could be swallowed directly without much chewing.

The vegetables were cabbage and potatoes. Although they were simple and rustic, they were still high-quality—

The thick cabbage leaves were soft, sweet, and juicy, adding a refreshing touch to the rich broth. The potatoes were stewed until soft and crumbly. They could be easily mashed with chopsticks, almost like mashed potatoes.

This went perfectly with rice. After finishing five bowls of rice with pickled chili peppers and thick sauce, X still had the energy to lick the rice grains from the corner of her mouth. The amount of rice she ate even surprised the AI.

It was hard to imagine how she had managed to fill her stomach before, when she only ate one bowl of rice, or sometimes, no rice at all.

Angela finally saw X with a full belly. No matter how she touched or teased X, X didn't resist.

After eating her fill, she became drowsy.

X lay in bed, sleeping soundly, completely forgetting everything…

Day 7, ended.