[Translator â Peptobismol]
Chapter 29 â Unwanted Obsession (3)
The world spun round and round.
The ground I stand on is no different. Even though Iâm standing on solid ground, it feels like Iâm on a boat, rocking with the waves.
Why did I end up drinking so much?
I wondered about that too.
I managed to resist the strong urge to just lie down and sleep off the alcohol (forced), so I suppose thatâs something.
Otherwise, Iâd probably still be upstairs drinking.
If only I had installed some sort of ethanol combustion cyberware in my stomach.
But alas, there was no room left in my fragile body for such implants.
Today was a day I envied the booze hounds of cyberpunk.
Thatâs how strongly I felt the effects of the alcohol.
Leaving the sleeping Natasha behind, I stepped outside of No Answer.
Smith, the toothless orc, followed me out.
âYouâve had quite a lot to drink. Allow me to take you home.â
ââ¦Itâs fine.â
Ugh.
I almost vomited just pretending to be okay.
Perhaps Smith noticed my condition because he insisted once again.
âYou donât have to refuse. If Boss finds out you went home on your own, Iâll be in trouble.â
âUgh. Haah⦠Itâs really okay. Besides, I can just grab a taxi from here and get home quickly.â
I waved my hand dismissively.
Was it because of the alcohol?
I kept bursting into foolish laughter.
âIâll let Boss⦠Natasha know that I was taken good care of by Mr. Smith.â
And at that moment, a commotion erupted from inside No Answer.
Loud voices and the sound of something crashing and tumbling mixed together.
âHey, sounds like a fight broke out in there? Donât worry about me and hurry in to see whatâs going on.â
ââ¦Hmm, I appreciate your consideration, Mr. Shun. Please inform Boss for me.â
âOf course.â
Confirming my response, Smith moved his massive body back into No Answer.
Even as he went inside, he kept looking back at me as if to escort me further.
Why make a fuss about going home?
I couldnât understand it.
âEve, can you call a taxi for me?â
[Confirmed.]
âHaah.â
I took a deep breath.
The air coming through the mask felt cold.
Since it was late and I was in the lower district, the taxi fare would probably be double.
But it was okay.
The credit coming in from the unearned revenue (Eveâs streaming) was substantial. Thanks to that, a lot of the burden regarding money disappeared.
Thanks, Eve!
Despite the location, the taxi arrived at my destination quickly.
I naturally sat in the back seat of the taxi.
I glanced at the display screen of the taxi.
The destination was correctly entered as âNorth Houston.â
Hmm.
I felt more nauseous once I got into the taxi.
No matter how drunk I was, I probably wouldnât throw up, but I turned my gaze away from the thought.
Neon signs, LED lights, and holographic advertisements flashed by outside the window.
The city sparkled brightly regardless of the late hour.
Should I sleep?
No, what if I get mugged?
I yawned loudly, contemplating as we continued to drive.
ââ¦..â
Suddenly, a sense of unease pricked at my body.
For some reason, the vehicle in the adjacent lane seemed suspicious.
A battered 4WD MPV started to stick close to the taxi I was in.
Just as I began to feel something was off about the MPV encroaching into my personal spaceâ¦
The side door of the MPV swung open.
Someone with a masked face emerged, carrying a shoulder-mounted weapon.
â?â
â BANG!!
* * *
A ringing sound echoed in my ears.
I lay on the ground, gazing up at the dark sky.
Soon, the interface appeared before my eyes.
ãAn error has occurred. Calls to the private medical service âHill & Runâ call has been interrupted.ã
â¦What kind of error is this?
I paid a lot of money for that subscription, and if it doesnât work when I need it, then whatâs the point of subscribing?
Iâll have to cancel it for the next month.
Annoyed, I angrily shut off the screen.
[Confirming a small-scale electromagnetic pulse (EMP) that has blocked the signal, I explain.]
âHa.â
Upon hearing Eveâs response, I rise from my seat.
Thankfully, I immediately activated a defense spell upon seeing the missile.
Otherwise, I would have been toast.
I donât seem to have any injuries.
The taxi I was in looks completely wrecked. Flames and smoke billow from it.
The fact that I was attacked on the overpass is clear.
I assess the situation around me.
Fortunately or unfortunately, there are no other cars around besides ours.
The MPV that fired the missile stopped near me.
Several people get out of the vehicle.
Their attire looked familiarâI recognized them from the surveillance camera footage Natasha showed me.
Theyâre Smile Johnâs henchmen.
I rolled on the ground once.
My head was still spinning from the alcohol.
Nevertheless, one thing is certain: Iâve been attacked.
Smile Johnâs henchmen placed a hologram projector on the ground.
Next, a hologram materialized, forming the shape of a smiling emoticon, accompanied by beams of light.
ãHello! Itâs Smile John!ã
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ãâ¦ã
I wondered if he expected a response.
âUm, well, hello.â
I responded politely for now.
I definitely didnât use formal tone after watching the video of him shooting someone for speaking informally earlier.
I had my own reasons.
ãSorry for the sudden situation! The taxi driver was driving too enthusiastically, so we couldnât help it!ã
I couldnât understand what nonsense he was spouting.
I didnât take a manned taxi here.
There was no reason to entertain his nonsense, but I needed to buy some time.
I asked Smile John.
âSo whatâs the matter? Or rather, why are you targeting me?â
ãHaha!ã
Smile John laughed with an annoying tone.
It sounded like a malfunctioning TV.
ãOh, how impatient you are, jumping straight to the point without even a light icebreaker! Most people living in Neon City are like that, but wouldnât it be nice to live a bit more leisurely?ã
More nonsense followed.
I seriously wanted to punch him.
I spoke in a low voice, almost inaudible to anyone else.
ââ¦Eve, can you track where that hologram is being projected from?â
[Iâm already tracking⦠It is located at least 500 square kilometers away, I calculate.]
ââ¦Hah.â
Heâs quite far.
That meant tracking Smile Johnâs main body from here was practically impossible.
But then, Smile John suddenly asks me.
Oh, by the way. Did you just ask Eve about my location? Or hacking, perhaps? Iâve detected a hacking signal. Tsk.ã
What? How?
I tried to maintain my composure.
It wasnât because I was caught hacking.
I was puzzled by how the other party knew about Eveâs existence.
ãHow could I know about âEveâ? You seem curious. Well, how could that be?ã
[Translator â Peptobismol]
The hologram spun around.
The smiling mouth grew bigger.
ãThis was supposed to be a secret, but actually, I created Eve.ã
ââ¦What?â
ãIn fact, I saw everything, including when Shun gave the AI a name. Haha!ã
Who the hell is this bastard?
There was no one I could think of.
Since Eve herself was an AI that did not appear in the game, I couldnât determine this guyâs identity any further.
To label him as a remnant of enemies from the main storyline wouldnât fit, as Catherine and I had already rooted out their organization long ago.
It meant there was someone I missed or left behind.
But who could it be?
ãI wasnât originally interested, but then I got a bit curious!ã
Smile John continued without stopping.
ãWhen I first made her, she was just an ordinary AI. But after Shun took her, she has become almost like a super AI! Isnât that fascinating? Haha!ã
Smile John stopped spinning.
The black eyes of the emoticon turned towards me.
ãBut why do you hate going out so much? Thanks to you, there isnât much information obtained, data-wise.ã
Is what heâs saying true, or is it a lie?
[â¦Unable to verify with the contents of the database, all information related to the creator of this AI has been deleted, I deny.]
Eve also says so.
My head was spinning from the unexpected situation.
I felt the alcohol rush coming back.
ãSo, being almost the only super AI⦠I think itâs time to take it away. Thatâs why I came here in person!ã
In person?
Hiding behind a hologram, that is.
Now, every time I see this smiling emoticon face, I start to get angry.
If I could just punch it once, as I thought earlier, it mightâve relieved some tension.
Unfortunately, cyberpunk technology didnât allow for hitting holograms yet.
ãWhat do you want to do? If you cooperate and hand over Eve nicely, we wonât do anything to you and just leave.ã
âSmile John.â
I still had no idea who he was.
Neither gender nor name was known.
But that wasnât important now.
What was important nowâ¦
Was that through the conversation I carried on with Smile John, even using polite language, I gathered enough âmana.â
Whether it was because of the alcohol or because he said he wanted to take Eve away, I felt incredibly hot after a long time.
âLet me just say one thing.â
ãSpeaking informallyâ.ã
âFuck off.â
The whole world turned white after that.
A moment of silence.
A huge lightning bolt struck down from the sky.
ââââ
The thunder that erupted struck directly onto the overpass.
Streetlights shattered and scattered, and the city lights around disappeared in an instant.
The entire vicinity was engulfed in darkness in an instant.
I create a gust of wind to blow away the smoke.
The road in front of me is in ruins.
The MPV, Smile Johnâs henchmen, and even Smile John himself are nowhere to be found.
Whether they fell under the road or were shattered into pieces, I didnât care.
It seemed like I acted too recklessly, butâ¦
âAh, that feels refreshing after a long time.â
The stress was relieved.
The alcohol seemed to be wearing off a bit.
âEve.â
[Iâm here.]
âDid you want to go back?â
[I absolutely deny it.]
âIs that so?â
Taking Eve away⦠how could they?
Sheâs mine.
ââ¦â
Now, what should I do?
First, I need to call Smith and ask him to clean up the mess.
And it looked better to run away before the NCPD arrived.
If I get sued for damages due to the collapsed road by mistake, it could interfere with my happy (subjective) life in Neon City.
My face captured by surveillance cameras or black boxes will be erased by Eve as usual.
Andâ¦
Although I roughly resolved the situation for now.
This doesnât mean my entanglement with Smile John is over.
Of course.
Eve just told me that she was tracking him, and his main body is somewhere far away.
Certainly, heâll come back later.
â¦â¦
But thatâs a problem for later.
Well, somehow things will work out.
For now, I just want to go home quickly and get some sleep.
âHaah.â
I let out a deep sigh.
[Could you have suffered because of meâ¦]
âDo I have to walk home, huh? What did you say?â
[â¦]
Eve fell silent.
Now, the problem was how to get down from the overpass.
* * *
The next day.
After completely sobering up, I thought I might have gone a bit overboard.
ãThis is NCB24 News. Last night, a strong lightning strike occurred in the business district. It can be confirmed that there are holes in the cityâs defenses. The City Security Department announced that the cityâs defense systems are functioning normally, but there is widespread public doubt about the cityâs safety. As doubts arise about whether such incidents are physically possible, experts sayâã
ââ¦â
I turned on the news.
[Translator â Peptobismol]