In the last moments of his life, he heard the polite voice of the car's onboard system:
"Go to hell."
"Boom!!!" The car crashed into the stone wall at high speed, shattering both the vehicle and the person inside.
Six years ago, he had collected the body of a failed experiment subject, kicking her into a body bag like he was discarding trash.
...
A fast-food restaurant in the Rust Wall District.
"Old Senke" had retired last year. In his youth, he had a penchant for squander, saving little money, and could only live on a meager pension.
He loved coming to this fast-food joint for a late-night snack because the servers there were young and pretty.
But thanks to the rapid rise of intelligent technology, service robots gradually replaced humans, and it became hard to feel those firm, bouncy buttocks.
As Old Senke leered at a female customer at the bar, an intelligent robot came over with his order.
