Once again, the fogs around Naru's head began to clear, but this time instead of a kiosk she found herself in a well kept office building, surrounded by people with great big kissers and white robes with a dark pink smooch symbol right on their chests. Naturally, this was a bit of a shock to her. I mean, would it not surprise you as well? She looked around the room with quite a bit of understandable growing dismay. There were pictures on the wall showing herself and Keitaro kissing. Everyone sort of looked towards her with an almost wistful reverence.
"How long was I out...?" Naru mused, then instinctively ran her fingers along her lips. Mistake! They were so, so sensitive it was unreal!
"Pardon me, Miss Naru!" said a woman she'd never seen before. "We were thinking about the best way to accumulate funding, and we had this fun little advertisement in mind that we think would work really well."
"Oh, that's great," Naru said. That's right. She and Keitaro had started a cult devoted to kissing, or something, hadn't they? Oh, her aching head. What had they even been getting up to? That Keitaro! She ought to find him and give him a piece of her ass. A piece of her... Her...
She clutched the side of her head. She really, really wanted to have sex right now. With Keitaro. She wanted to hold him, kiss him, do dirty perverted things with his body... The sort of things she used to yell at him about obviously wanting to do to her! This whole thing had really <s>messed her up</s> set her free to lay claim to what she wanted.
That thought was probably a bad sign, right? I mean, she did kinda think Keitaro was cute, and she had occasionally wondered what it would be like if they dated, got married, had a big family... But she'd never once imagined setting up a kissing cult with him!
"Ah, Naru! Wonderful news! The mayor's assistant will be coming by later on to check out the premises. This could be our chance to work our way into the government, and help spread the good smooch!"
And now they were planning to infiltrate the government to spread this deviancy even further! It would start wit the mayor, then the province, and finally they would control the entire nation of Japan! In fact, why stop there! Spread out into Asia, China, then into the West - this could become a global phenomenon in no time flat, and all it would take were -
Smooooooochies.
"I beg your pardon Miss Naru, I did not realise you were horny," the woman said, bowing deeply. "Lord Keitaro is currently organising our precepts."
Is he, now? In that case, Naru was gonna roll up her sleeves and - And probably immediately start making out with him until she was as far gone as the rest of them. No, no, she had to think this through carefully. The best thing for it would be to find information, and try her absolute best to avoid running into Keitaro. Even if her loins made a 'please find him' twitch when she thought that, she had to be resolute, she had to be certain, the entire world could rely on her saving them from this cult which was clearly, blatantly, brainwashing people using corruptive hypnotic kisses that felt so fucking good you could easily see why they would be mistaken for a religious experience.
... Yeah, she'd probably better hurry. She bowed back to the woman she didn't know the name of, and then rushed away as fast as she could manage in these robes. Gosh, this building was so big! How the hell did they manage to afford this?
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The home of Hitoshi Kobe was a fairly understated one, considering the miracle that had happened here. On a stormy night, a weird glitch had happened, bringing to life the AI that he had made on his own personal computer.
This is a miracle, and quite amazing for several reasons. Firstly, this guy was such a genius he was able to make a functioning AI that annihilates the Turing Test with trivial ease on his personal computer. Secondly, that thunderstorm had somehow, inexplicably, given that AI a matter form. That is, she was able to walk around and interact with the world around her like a flesh and blood human. Which she most decidedly was not.
The sheer number of physical laws this breaks are, frankly, astronomical. Toss in the common sense aspects as well, and this whole thing borders on magic. A miracle? Those are things that have a low chance of happening, but do anyway. This was flat out impossible.
So, taking into account the fact that it had happened three separate times? Yes, Hitoshi was a genius at making AIs, but at the same time, who the hell is <i>that</i> smart?
Toeni was one of his AI models. Designed after the girl he had a crush on. Although, a bit older. With an enhanced figure. Her attitude was about as rotten, and in retrospect she could certainly see that. But now, she had found a Purpose. Something beyond herself. A calling, a mission, all thanks to that weird little device. The Kiss-O-Matic had set her free, able to see beyond her own limitations, able to comprehend exactly what she should be striving towards with her life.
Or something like that.
She entered their home. The place they were born, the place they were made, the place that Hitoshi lived in himself. She soon found her little sister, Saati, humming happily to herself while reading a cookbook. Oh dear. It almost made her feel bad for the poor boy. She could replicate the appearance perfectly, but still hadn't got the hang of taste.
"Hello, little sister," Toeni said, looking around and finding no sign of Hitoshi. She frowned. Unfortunate. "Where is Hitoshi?"
"Oh, he's out looking at some new equipment," Toeni replied happily. My, my. If not for her lack of housekeeping skills, she really would be the ideal housewife, wouldn't she? "Hrm? Did you want to speak with him about something?"
"I wanted to show him something," Toeni said. Then, she produced it. The Kiss-O-Matic. The holy device that would save mankind, through the power of smoochies. It had saved her soul. Now, it would save her little sister as well. "You see this? I found it wandering around, poor thing. Isn't it a strange little device?"
"Yes, that is quite unusual..." Saati said. She stepped forward to take a look. Concern evident in her face. "Oh, it's alright. There's nothing to be afraid of. Everything's going to be -"
Before she could react, the Kiss-O-Matic jumped on her face. Yes, that is right little sister. Everything will be perfectly fine from now on, and that man you like will not be able to keep his hands off you.
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