A strange flicker of anticipation crossed the robot’s face. The android rolled its eyes as though deliberating, then slowly parted its lips.

“……And if it does?”

“C-can I check? There might be a defect or something…… Don’t get the wrong idea. When you rent a robot, you’re supposed to verify it’s working properly first. So this is a necessary procedure.”

The android’s gaze lingered on her face. Yiseo’s ears had gone red before she even noticed, and she couldn’t bear it and looked away. Something strange drifted through the robot’s eyes.

“What state would you like?”

“Hm?”

“I’m currently *rect. If you’re curious what I look like normally, I’ll probably need to *jaculate a few times.”

Yiseo’s mouth fell open as she stared at the android. The robot looked back at her, expression unchanged.

“Wha, what, you really have no shame, just like a robot!”

“Will you be checking directly, right now?”

“Uh…… mm-hm.”

After a moment of hesitation, Yiseo nodded with an eager look. She glanced up to read the robot’s expression, and the robot, true to its nature, was shameless and blank-faced.

The robot’s eyes darkened. The coldly pressed lips curved just slightly at the corners.

“Go ahead.”

Saliva gathered in her mouth in a way she couldn’t quite explain. Yiseo swallowed and brought her trembling hands to the android’s trouser belt. She undid the buckle and pulled down the zipper of the suit trousers. The robot’s left thigh was swollen to an abnormal degree. The stark silhouette only heightened her anticipation.

Yiseo started to pull down the trousers, then hesitated, and the robot spoke.

“Shall I help.”

“Oh, mm-hm. I’ve just never taken a man’s trousers off like this before…… Not that you’re a man, obviously, you’re a robot.”

“First time…… If it’s your first time, you should get a proper look. Sit here.”

The android guided Yiseo to the sofa as though it were its own home. She sat down, and the robot stood before her and slowly lowered the trousers. Beneath them, straining against the briefs as though about to tear through, the *rect c*ck came into view.

“C-can you pull those down too?”

Yiseo pointed at the briefs and swallowed. She leaned her face in closer to his lower half.

The android pulled down the briefs and freed the c*ck that had been held captive inside. Thwap. It sprang out and hit her square on the nose.

“Oh.”

Yiseo lurched backward in surprise, and the robot offered a faint smile before speaking.

“Are you satisfied?”

Emotions beyond words swept through her. Jeong Taegyeom’s…… well, the android modeled after Jeong Taegyeom’s c*ck was impressively, strikingly built. She had half expected it to be smooth and pale, given that it was a robot with that kind of complexion, but it was obscenely, explicitly shaped, like something that had leapt straight out of a p*rn video.

The size was comparable to a karaoke microphone. A Bluetooth microphone she had bought recently happened to be rolling around in the corner of the living room. Glancing over to compare, the length and girth were indeed about the same. Dark reddish blood had gathered in the shaft, with blue veins running along it here and there, and at the tip of the gl*ns, clear, viscous pre-c*m had pooled. The most striking thing of all was the pubic hair. Black strands were embedded one by one, exactly as they would be on a real person.

“To think they made it…… this precisely.”

Yiseo reached out, as though in a trance, and touched her fingertips to the c*ck rising beneath the shirt. Soft and hot, the surface met her hand. Mm…… A sound like a m*an came from the robot, and she yanked her hand back in alarm. She looked up to find Jeong Taegyeom tilting his head to one side and looking down at her. He reached out and cupped her chin.

“You said Senior.”

A cool light passed through his eyes.

“If I use formal speech, doesn’t it break the immersion.”

“……”

“According to the stored information, Kim Yiseo used formal speech with Senior Jeong Taegyeom, and Jeong Taegyeom spoke casually to Kim Yiseo. That’s what I remember.”

Her eyes slowly went wide.

“How do you know something that trivial?”

“Being the actual person tends to help.”

“Senior…… you mean you had my information entered into it too?”

Jeong Taegyeom had apparently loaded everything he knew into this robot. There was no other explanation for why a connection from seven years ago, something he would have long since forgotten, was on record.

Gulp. Yiseo swallowed again.

“S-Senior.”

The android smiled with satisfaction at the change in address.

“Yeah, Yiseo.”

Yiseo was instantly absorbed into the role-play with the robot. It made sense. She was thoroughly drunk, the robot’s appearance matched Jeong Taegyeom exactly, and on top of that, the fact that Jeong Taegyeom himself had known of her existence stirred something electric in her head. To think she had left enough of an impression on him to be entered into his newly built robot.

The robot rubbed her lower lip with its thumb. Something dark and intent settled into the gaze looking down at her.

“I’m wondering what it would be like to put this in your mouth.”

“……”

The newly developed s*x robot from Atlas Robotics came to mind. Updated with technology from the acquired company, it was said to take you to places an ordinary person couldn’t even imagine in bed. Maybe this android already had that technology built in.

“Just touching it would be fine too.”

“If I touch it…… could I see it go all the way?”

“Want to try?”

He continued in a low, settled voice.

“You said it yourself. That you need to verify it’s working properly. I’m curious whether it’ll work properly in front of you too.”

Yiseo nodded with an eager look. She wrapped her hand carefully around the taut, *rect c*ck. Then she began to move slowly up and down. The android Jeong Taegyeom had crafted with such care was truly human. The pulse of veins, the texture, the body heat that felt like hot blood running through it, even the fl*id. It was impossible to believe all of this belonged to a robot and not a living person.

“Ha……”

Hot breath scattered above her head. Jeong Taegyeom undid the buttons of his vest and opened his shirt. The c*ck that had been half-hidden by the shirt hem was now fully exposed. Veins ran from the base up toward the abdomen, and above that, muscle packed the torso. Her gaze traveled slowly upward and stopped at his throat. His Adam’s apple moved with a heavy bob. The sternocleidomastoid muscle stood taut with tension, and the hard set of his jaw made the robot look exactly as though it were feeling genuine arousal.

She looked back down at the c*ck in her hand. Tilting it upward revealed the perfectly rendered scrotum beneath.

“It really does look like a real person’s……”

Yiseo murmured that and kept up her half-hearted strokes. The android watched her for a moment, then covered her hand with his.

“Yiseo, at that rate, when do you think I’m going to come.”

He gripped the c*ck firmly and moved again, up and down. Ah…… He drew his brows together and let out a rough breath. He spread the pre-c*m pooling at the tip of the gl*ns along the shaft and began to apply gradual pressure.

Slick, slick. The wet friction of his hand picked up speed. He rolled his hips slowly in time with it. It was obscene, like a p*rn scene made real.

“Haa…… Kim Yiseo.”

She looked up. The robot’s face was flushed, breath coming hot and heavy. Eyes dripping with desire stared down at her with relentless focus. Their gazes met.

He braced one hand on the back of the sofa and leaned his torso down, tilting his head toward her. Their faces drew close in an instant. Hot breath spilled just above her face. Her grip on his c*ck went slack with surprise.

“Why are you……”

She couldn’t finish the sentence. Her eyes went wide. The face of the robot that looked exactly like Jeong Taegyeom came closer still. He kept moving his hand while holding her gaze with that same steady, unhurried intensity.

“Should we kiss too?”

“……Out of nowhere?”

“I should check whether my tongue is working properly too.”

Caught off guard by the bluntness of it all, Yiseo squeezed her eyes shut and opened them again.

She was glad she had listened to Heejoo. She had come in with the excuse of checking the c*ck, planning to just look, and instead she had ended up witnessing Jeong Taegyeom m*sturbating up close, and now she even had the chance to touch it.

That alone would have been more than enough, yet this robot that was the spitting image of Jeong Taegyeom was the one proposing a kiss first. It occurred to Yiseo that if God appeared right now and asked her to choose between winning the lottery jackpot and winning the in-company contest grand prize, she could say without hesitation that in this moment, she would choose the contest.

She had replayed a kiss with Jeong Taegyeom thousands, tens of thousands of times in her head over the years. It kept appearing in her dreams just when she thought she was starting to forget, so forgetting had never really been an option. She had vaguely assumed that with time, the memory had been distorted and idealized inside her head. Since she would never experience it again, she had resigned herself to never being able to prove whether her memory was accurate.