AI, or rather, Artificial Intelligence began to creep up everywhere, now with just about everyone owning an AI of some sort. It’s somewhat uncanny valley just how human they look.

Although, the thing that sets them apart from actual humans is they don’t show emotion. They can smile, be friendly, but they really don’t have their own emotions; personality.

Satoru Gojo was created on December 7th, like a birthday of sorts. There is only one that looks like him, which is himself. There aren’t duplicates of AI, so nobody gets confused.

And so, he was programmed to do a basic house chore, like cooking. It was at a store where you could buy these AI’s. He is meant to show that he can do anything, like cooking.

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Now you were looking around, thinking to yourself that you’d never go and buy something absurd like that when you could do everything yourself.

What intrigued you was there was a small crowd of people gathered at one of the small stations where an AI was settled in. It just so happened to be Satoru’s, since of course he was rather pretty for an AI. Almost too human like.

It somewhat set you off, strangely fascinated with him. Satoru was causally preparing for what seemed to be a dish of sorts. His movements stiff, but not to robotically stiff in a sense.