"F.A.I.R.Y - it's an acronym, stupid. Basically, we're A.I. that handles interactions with other systems, searches for and downloads information and acts as a personal computer and communications device. Everyone in the Sphere Union is given a small chip at birth containing one." She tossed one of her twintails behind her shoulder, puffing out her small chest. "Of course, I'm a bit different from the standard F.A.I.R.Y. The goddess endowed me with sliver of her divinity and told me to keep an eye on you to make sure you don't accidentally open an airlock or something idiotic like that and are protected from malicious intrusion. You can start worshiping at my feet whenever it suits you." Tapping her feet in mid-air, appearently fully expecting you do to so.
Great, you had a smartphone with a god-complex that you couldn't get rid off. Her explanation did clarify things though. Something in the lower corner of your vision started to blink. "F.A.I.R.Y what is that?"
"Told you to call me, Kami. You don't need to speak out loud either, people will start looking at you as if you're weirdo if you do. Which you are, but that doesn't mean you have to advertise that fact. Perfectly capable of reading your mind, so just think about what you want to say. Or better yet: pray to this smartphone to mercifully grant your wishes." She swam through the air and landed on the head of Kuromiya, who didn't seem to notice the intrusion. "As for the blinking, this girl here sent you a proximity request to exchange contact information. Do you wish to accept or do you want to break her heart?"
Yes, accept. If she was supposed to be your roommate that was the least you could do, not to mention the fact she saved you. Usagi's shoulders slumped in relief as the blinking light turned green and faded from your view. You owed her. "Still hungry. So as thanks for helping, perhaps we could grab some lunch together. I'm paying of course." Your funds were limited, especially without an easy way to get a part-time job, but you'd figure something out. "A chance for us to get to know each other better."
"I usually cook, but there's this quiet place near our cabin... They make homemade pa-pasta, if that's fine with you." She was weaving her fingers together, looking at the ground as she waited for your response. Hoping that you'd say yes.
"Sounds lovely, Usagi-chan." If she had said they were cooking fried insect, you still would've accepted her suggestion. For next time perhaps you'd try her cooking, or do something yourself for her. Living alone for a few years had made you an adequate cook. "Are we going then?"
"Eeep! Right! Not used to people calling me by my first name... so I didn't recognize it for a moment. Umm, which way was it from here..." Her eyes glazed over as she looked at something invisible. Then she shuffled a few steps closer, reaching out an unsteady hand only to draw it back when it touched your skin. "This way."
Comments