Chapter 1 (1/2)
Chapter 1: Nameless Pair
The girl awakened as a total blank
She had no idea who she was, nor did she knohere she was
But she felt calm
Gradually, the girl began to take in her surroundings
“This place is bright, with clean air and a high ceiling that has a beautiful, sparkling chandelier hanging froht to herself
She stared at this chandelier for a span of three seconds, but it showed no sign of change
After taking a deep breath, the girl sat up She clenched and opened her hands She raised and lowered each leg in sequence
“M properly
Just as she placed a hand to her chest in relief, she heard a fe”
The girl was so surprised that she thought her heart would stop It was a relief to find that this was not the case when she pressed a hand against her chest to check
Justher neck, she turned towards the source of the voice
She was sitting beside the girl, looking
Her appearance was that of a japanese felossy hair and straight bangs
Though her build was average, her clothing was so skirt that covered s
Her features were delicate and beautiful Every single component was perfect, as was the harirl felt somewhat embarrassed
“Good ”
Speaking perfect japanese, she had a pleasant velvet voice that the girl thought would be well-suited for singing
“Asorder, I believe that any issues with not being understood must lie with your audio sensors Are you able to read lips?”
Her expression didn’t change in the slightest as she said this It was so businesslike that it took so asked a question
Two seconds after realizing this, the girl replied “I can hear”
Unlike her velvet voice, the girl’s voice was still young and undevelopedShe didn’t really berettable
“I see Then do you have a name?”
“Yours?”
“No, yours”
“Mine?”
“That’s right”
“Hirl mumbled to herself But no matter how deep into the sea of ine her past self She continued to mumble for quite some time, but in the end she just couldn’t remember
“I don’t know”
The girl’s shoulders gave a light shrug
“I see Perhaps it’s a memory obstruction Shall we perform an examination?”
“An examination?”
“Yes Though I am not athe database”
The girl slightly tilted her head
She tilted her head in the same manner
“Who are you?”
“I am a Fourth-Generation AD, a Type-II from the LM series”
The girl tilted her head in the opposite direction, causing her hair to brush against her cheeks
The girl’s hair was vivid blonde, and slightly messy
“My hair, it’s sparkling”
The area’s lighting shone through the girl’s hair
“Yes I find it to be quite beautiful”
A smile formed on her face
“What a pretty sht
“Hey, what’s an AD?”
“AD is an abbreviation for Autodoll Do you knohat Autodolls are?”
“I don’t……” the instant the girl said that, so in her mind clicked “……not know I know Probably”
And it wasn’t just soirl understood what an Autodoll was Although she still had no idea whether she herself had anything to do with them
“Is that so?” she nodded
“It’s a type of expensive robot, right?”
“Correct For more information, feel free to check the database later”
“So you’re a robot, then?”
“Yes However, I possess my own consciousness”
“Consciousness? You don’t mean your oill?”
“Yes, I as I am an artificial lifeform”
“Is that so…”
The girl accepted her words without question As far as her own knowledge went, robots had no consciousness But since she insisted as such, the girl thought to herself that it must be the truth
“Am I an AD too?”
“No, you are a member of a species known as ‘mankind'”
“What’s the difference?”
The girl possessed no knowledge pertaining to mankind
“That is also so that you should check in the database But for now, let’s just say that we’re composed of different parts and leave it at that”
The girl looked down at her own body, and then she looked at hers Though she looked for several seconds, she found no real differences
“As we ADs were designed to match the human form, there isn’t much in the way of external differences However, our internals are completely different”
“Is that right?”
“Yes Now to return to the previous topic of discussion, shall we perform an examination?”
The girl shook her head from side to side
“Is that a gesture of refusal?”
“I’hed “Just like… ‘we don’t really need to do that'”
“We don’t need to?”
“Yeah Because it’s not that big a deal”
“And ould ‘it’ be?”
“My memory”
“You don’t value your own action logs?”