Lobotomy simulator?This is a hammer love simulator

Now you don't need to look carefully in the mirror to understand how shameful your appearance is. This is really... really unbearable.

——If it wasn't for the mission...she wouldn't want to.

——It's all the simulator's fault!

The kind of vague friction is like something biting the skin and itching, not only itchy, but also very uncomfortable, there is an indescribable discomfort.

【Um?Supervisor, do you have a fever?Be careful to keep warm. 】

As if on purpose, the intelligent AI brushed X's hair, brushing the hair that covered the ears, and then whispered with its earlobe in its mouth, revealing a kind of evil taste in the licking.

X can hear and clearly feel how close the AI ​​secretary is to him... This is the point where he can feel the tenderness and warmth of being close to him.

Maybe... is there something agitating?

X forcibly resisted the strange and disobedient feelings that surged up in his heart, and also ignored the AI ​​secretary who had already put the weight of his body on him and relied entirely on him.

——She still has tasks to complete, so she can't be distracted, and she can't be hindered!

——This must be a test, it must be a test to sharpen one's mind!

——It’s just the last step, hold on!

X seemed to be deaf to the AI ​​secretary's remarks that were probably teasing her, and those petty thefts. She insisted on it, and there was still one last step to be completed... Story, I have to tell a story, a touching story of my own.

X searched her own memory, used that vague impression to piece together a pile, and then started to stitch again... She really didn't have any stories to tell, so she could only make one up on the spot.

And the "insignificant sacrifice" made now is just to delay the time, so that the artificial intelligence can attack me later, and buy a little more time, so that I can make up the story completely.

X is not the kind of person who is good at lying. It is too difficult for her to fabricate something out of thin air, but it is still feasible to process the following on the existing things——

It's not that she doesn't want to tell stories, but that she feels that her experience really has nothing to tell.

The story must have a storyline and a plot. It may not need any careful logic, but it must be interesting, or have some special meaning. If it is not possible, it can be funny, but it is barely possible.

But this is the fatal difficulty. X feels that he really doesn't have any artistic or humorous skills, and he can tell some cold jokes, especially if he has to artistically process his boring experience.

There is nothing to talk about my own experience, just like all urbanites, ordinary and unremarkable.

But if you insist on fabricating one and telling a story, then there is no other way... Sorry, I hope senior can forgive me for making it out of thin air in private, and I also hope that it will not have a bad influence on senior.

"Well, Angela, I want to sleep and rest... Before I rest, let's tell a little story."

X was looking for a lame excuse, she desperately hoped to finish the task quickly and pass through this restless night safely.

【What kind of story do you want to hear?Love stories, I happen to have been researching these recently, maybe I can discuss a sentence or two with you. 】

The intelligent AI seems to be happy to do this too. At such a close distance, the sound almost penetrates into X's ears around, making Su feel itchy and drunk, but X has no time to care about the actions of the AI ​​secretary, just hurriedly Added:

"No, no, I'm the one telling the story, here I come! That...Angela, didn't you say that you should get to know the supervisor better, let me tell some stories about myself."

She was a little clumsy in a hurry, and it seemed a bit too deliberate to take the initiative to ask for a job, but X couldn't hide her expression. In terms of these feelings, and the routine things, X might be too immature.

And her performance was like a melon seed held in a hamster's hand was snatched away, or maybe it was more urgent... It was because the melon seed shell was just opened, and the melon seeds were taken away, and then replaced. A new melon seed was planted.

By the loops set one after another... tightly.

【Of course, it is my honor that you are willing to share your story with me. Thank you for your trust in me. Maybe we will get to know each other better so that I can better assist you in your work. 】

The artificial intelligence leaned into X's neck, as if it was ingesting something, and then enthusiastically left a red mark on X's collarbone, adding another red and swollen hickey.

I don't know if it's an illusion of X. X feels that Angela's body is getting hotter and hotter. Obviously the artificial intelligence's body surface temperature is very low, but now it feels warm.

—Is the cooling system broken?

——Or your own psychological effect?

——No, it should be that the room temperature has risen.

X analyzed the situation. It should be because the temperature in the quilt is relatively high. AI's body surface temperature is close to room temperature. It usually feels a bit cold because the company's air conditioner is turned on very loudly, but now...

The cold machine was warmed up by me, no, to be precise, the machine was sticking to me, and the heat was conducted to the heat.

"Well, then I'll start, Angela. In the past—er, not before, when I was studying, I had a senior whom I admired very much. She was my senior sister. She was very gentle and very gentle. thoughtful..."

"It's not just that she treats a certain person well, but that she treats everyone equally and fairly, her gentle eyes will look at everyone, and she will not dislike anyone... That's not deliberately pretending , and by no means so superficial, she is a natural leader."

X fumbled and recited what he had just cobbled together and made up, and just told a story that was not a story based on his feeling. Obviously he just told it casually, but X unconsciously got involved and told it very seriously.

"With her talent and experience, she can join any Wing of the World and obtain any status and wealth she wants... But she didn't, she chose to open up a path by herself, in order to realize a great dream that can help everyone .”

"Compared to her, my thoughts and knowledge are so shallow and crude, but she doesn't dislike my shallowness and welcomes me to join."

"She recruited a lot of talented and capable people by soliciting sponsorship and investment outside, but I can only do so limited things for her. I often think, if only I could help her, it would be great. Even if it’s just to share a little more pressure.”

"Every time I see seniors running around outside, they have to deal with errands and difficulties in research..."

"She took it all on her own, carried all the guilt and the burden... I couldn't help her, and I'm ashamed of it."

"I think this is also the reason why I am here as a supervisor. I came here with the concept of 'if I can help my seniors'. "

"Angela, if the company is on holiday, can I write a letter to senior, senior is as important as my family, I miss her very much."

X herself didn't know why, it was just telling a story, but she didn't know if the AI ​​secretary was so moved, anyway, X was about to cry when he was talking, maybe there was sand in his eyes.

——Fortunately, this is just a fabricated story

X rejoiced inwardly, and rubbed his eyes again, maybe the story was too eloquent, after all, a good story has to move oneself first before it can be felt by others.

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The author's words:

Friendship push book "Pokémon, but the protagonist is Xiaoyou" Pokémon orange article, a warm and relaxing work, a good seedling, you can try it~

117. Jie Jie, supervisor, it’s no use shouting out your throat

After X finished telling the story that he used the vague impression to piece things together, added oil and vinegar, and carried out "a certain degree of artistic processing" and "personal filter", he found that the atmosphere was not right...

Even a fool who can't read the air, when suddenly there is silence, only one person talking to himself, and no one answers... a fool can sense that something is wrong.

I may not be able to tell what is wrong for a while, but I have a vague feeling that there is something——

Especially when the waist and abdomen began to be rubbed more wantonly, and the strength continued to deepen, the artificial intelligence's hand was slightly cold, but X's skin was warm and soft to the touch...

When the temperature difference is large, this touch will be particularly obvious.

"Well, Angela, did I speak badly? Or, badly?"

The artificial intelligence didn't say a word, it was completely silent, which made X a little panicked.

It would be okay if he was sharply criticized and stabbed like a poisonous snake, but it would be a bit bad if he didn't speak...

When an AI that usually likes to tease itself does not speak or make any comments, it usually means that things are developing in a bad direction, or it is so bad that it is speechless and does not want to scold.

hopeless...

——Sure enough, the storytelling is too bad, right?

X is a little scared, especially when the attitude of artificial intelligence is unclear.

X didn't know what Angela was thinking at all, and he couldn't tell from the expression alone...

The artificial intelligence maintains a dignified expression most of the time, especially when it is in front of ministers. It probably only shows a little personality when it is in private.

In terms of facial expression management, Angela is much better than X, a youthful supervisor with mood and thoughts on his face. It's not that X can't pretend, but it's easy to panic when facing the AI ​​secretary. Throw away your armor.

This can be said to be the inexplicable psychological pressure when facing the secretary, so that he can't stabilize.

X also doesn't know why she panics when facing the AI ​​secretary... Angela really puts a lot of pressure on her, it's been like this since the first day.

The first day was really a nightmare. I was scared by the artificial intelligence and curled up in the bed, trembling with fear, but now I can communicate normally and occasionally make a joke, which is already a great improvement.

After about a few seconds, the AI ​​secretary spoke, which made X finally let go of his uneasy heart. It's like a chef cooking a dish. No matter how good his cooking skills are, he still hopes to listen to it. Listen to what others think.

Although in reality, X's culinary skills probably stay above normal instant noodles and heated fast food, and the food he makes is not to say delicious, but it also belongs to the category of edible, rather than harmful and toxic chemical products .

[Do you want to hear my evaluation of your story? 】

The AI ​​secretary asked casually. She seemed not interested in the story at all, and she didn't listen carefully, because... her hand stayed on X's pajamas, unbuttoning one by one.

Perhaps this is more proficient than peeling grapes, and peeling potatoes... When the potatoes in the computer room germinate, the cleaning speed will become very fast.

And the so-called "story" seems to be less attractive to the AI ​​secretary than X itself.

"Hmm."

But X didn't notice the artificial intelligence's small movements, he was just eager to give the last step of the task a good ending, completely unaware that the initiative was not in his own hands from a very early stage...

The leader is still her AI secretary. Every expression, every subtle tone change of every sentence will make X nervous.

And she is like the lion being driven by people, just lingering around the fire circle, never daring to really jump into the fire circle, and the animal trainer is already impatient with the urging, whether it is food bait, or more Keep pushing...

I have used all available tricks, and if it still doesn't work, then I can only... Even in terms of the situation, I hope to cooperate subjectively, but if I don't cooperate, it's not impossible.

The artificial intelligence is patient enough, and she also gave the other party too many opportunities.

[I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'll offend you. After all, your story is really nasty, and it makes me sick... This is a story that is worse than a third-rate story. Instead of telling a story, you might as well say It is blindly flattering the other party. 】

[Did you add more than ten layers of filters to the other party?Does she really not have even the slightest blemish or shortcoming?What makes you so obsessed, so unforgettable? 】

[I really hope that you can tell the facts objectively and rationally... treat everyone fairly and justly, but that should be because I have too high demands on you and have too high expectations. After all, people have likes and dislikes. Will be selfish. 】

The artificial intelligence grasped X's hand, making her feel the exaggerated curvature and softness, which is obviously the capital of arrogance, but also a kind of ambition, and they happened to be close to each other... so close a long time ago...

It is the scorching heat, the fire of the kindled firewood.

In other words, when X ignored it, it had unknowingly evolved into a more awkward posture, a warmer and less dramatic posture.

The artificial intelligence firmly clamped X's waist with its slender and tight legs, and X himself was embraced by her, and X could clearly feel the heat from the machine.

This is an illusion, the heat of steel turning into boiling molten iron...

"Ann—Angela! What exactly do you want to do? I don't understand what you said so much."

The woman who was dull and nervous in a certain way finally realized that something was wrong, and she was twisting at this moment, like a fish caught in a fishing net, but because of her own random actions, the net became tighter and tighter and deeper. , is difficult to get rid of.

Trying to struggle to get out, but instead sank in.

Because of the influence of excessive alcohol, coupled with the intentional restraint in the subconscious mind, X's body with the delayed signal did not obey at all, and he couldn't escape, so he could only curse in his heart.

Except for splashing Coke on Angela's head last time, she has never been so unlucky!

——It's stupid, bad luck, bad luck, bad luck!

—Isn’t the task already completed?Why is it still like this?

--No!

X scratched anxiously, meowing anxiously like a cat bound by a ball of thread, and pulling out the claws would not stop pulling the ball of wool, and biting his teeth would not even break the defense.

The simulated skin looks soft and delicate, but it is actually so tough that it cannot be broken.

The artificial intelligence continued to lick X's cheeks as if nothing had happened, and helped her wipe away the tears on her cheeks... even though it might just be a few unsympathetic tears squeezed out by pinching her waist.

【Director, you haven't had dinner yet, aren't you hungry? 】

The slender fingers lightly poked X's lower abdomen, slid around the navel regularly, and rubbed it again. It was hot, warm, even scalding hot, like boiling water.

Something is restless, and the dry firewood just needs a little firewood.

"Guuu-"

The stomach is indeed rumbling, but I’m not sure if it’s the hungry grunt or some strange feeling from being touched by the AI’s restless hands. Maybe it’s because I’ve touched my stomach too many times and formed a conditioned reflex .

[I can prepare supper for you, but you need to be obedient... This is a very good deal, right, supervisor?It's not your choice, say no...you know the consequences. 】

"But—(interrupted)"

X subconsciously wants to refute, she is not such a person herself, how could she betray herself just because of one meal, at least three meals a day and desserts, but just as soon as she spoke, she was beaten by the AI ​​secretary broken.

The AI ​​secretary continued in a tone so tough that there was no room for negotiation.

[There is nothing wrong with it. I know everything about the company. Surveillance covers every corner of the company. All department heads are my subordinates. I have the authority to shut them down and restart them. If I want, I can also expel you——]

[I am the speaker of this company, X, you are not a dull guy, you also know what it means to be fired, heh - do you think the next supervisor will be more obedient? 】

This is a blunt and undisguised threat, as if using power and position to force X to submit, but it is an artificial intelligence, an AI secretary, and X is the supervisor.

——Isn't this too ridiculous?

——How can the secretary do this?

X couldn't believe his ears. Although he usually knew that Angela didn't regard herself as a supervisor at all, and her majesty only existed in the word "you", but it was so straightforward... put the deal on the bright side , that is definitely the first time.