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CHAPTER 23
Aquila has been watching the robot sweeping the floor on the edge of the sofa she was sitting on for several minutes. From the beginning he sat up straight, then leaned against the back of the sofa, until finally she lay down on the sofa by raising his legs and propping his head on her right hand. The girl tried to find the most comfortable position for her when she wanted to talk to the non-living thing in front of her. "Hey… Bobo… why do you think your master is so stubborn?" Just because a robot was approaching its position, Aquila who was bored in thought tried to initiate a one-way conversation. With the affectionate nickname "Bobo" from her, Aquila made a robot as an outlet for his previously unspoken thoughts. Aquila's conversation seemed to position the robot she was talking to a
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