It's late at night. However, he couldn't sleep; there was a certain amount of self-loathing that came about this hour. Insomnia often claimed him around this time, and he browsed the internet per daily (or should he say nightly) routine.
It didn't come as a surprise when he found absolutely nothing interesting or entertaining on the internet. The whole world wide web was available and tangible to his fingertips and yet nothing seemed to stand out at all.
The only thing that contained a semblance of entertainment in his tired eyes was otaku sites. My, how laughable! These people were so lost in their own fantasies, squandering money on ludicrous and arguably useless things for their own self satisfaction. They lived a dead-end life.
He was smart. He had a job. He didn't sink his time in such ridiculous things, and to imagine people wasting their lives away doing so was somewhat fun to him, on a schadenfreude-like scale.
Before long through his lethargic perusal of otaku sites lead him to a female companion robot manufacturer's site.
These companion robots are exactly that: companions. They were designed to keep you company. Of course, there were more…unscrupulous ways they were to keep you company…
He peered curiously at the site before letting out a derisive laugh. How sad and lonely would you have to be to order something like that? With that price tag, it would be cheaper and more cost efficient to just bribe some girl to be your girlfriend.
He glanced at the model displayed prominently on the front page. An impossibly thin girl with long blue hair tied in twintails… He honestly didn't understand the appeal.
As he stared longer and longer at her, he felt that maybe he could just barely make out what would make her attractive.
The bright light emitted from the colorful site reflected off his glasses and made him feel more and more fatigued. Rubbing his weary eyes, he soon realized he had spent a very long and uncomfortable amount of time on that site. He quickly closed the browser window and called it a night.
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He was in for a rather rude awakening.
It was early in the morning (or so it felt to his exhausted self, it was actually noon but he didn't care since it was the weekend) when the doorbell rang.
Bleary eyed and annoyed, he begrudgingly went over to the front door. He was greeted by a girl with long pink hair.
"I am Subordinate Female Android 2, of SF-A2! You may call me Miki."
"What the actual hell… Did I order you in a half awake stupor or something?"
"That is incorrect. However, you visited the website, correct?"
"Yeah. So what if I did?"
"Our company offers free complimentary 30 day trials."
"And that means…?"
"I am present in this location for your free trial."
"What the hell… Go back already I don't need your damn free trial."
"I cannot do that. I cannot return until you make a proper assessment of me, the product. The company feels you cannot make a proper assessment of me, the product, until you use me for my assigned purpose. So until then, I am in your care." She gave a deep, almost elegant bow before straightening up again and surveying his expression.
He certainly wasn't pleased with the product at all at this point, but he supposed it wouldn't hurt to humor her a bit. He looked cautiously around to see that no one was around before letting her in.