Persona, I am the villain and I can do whatever I want

"Ah!!" Sakura Futaba screamed and saw the screen clearly, "How can you change my screen wallpaper casually!"

Mitsui Tsubasa was attracted by their reactions and leaned forward to look at the screen... then he was also stunned.

The screen wallpaper has been replaced with his "beautiful photo", which even has a rotation function, allowing for a 180-degree display without blind spots.

Although he admits that he is narcissistic, such a straightforward photo is somewhat...

"Wrong, it's very rude to point fingers at other people's home decoration. Futaba should apologize to the Oracle, meow!"

“That’s my laptop!”

"Wrong, this is Oracle's personal property, it says so in the computer details, meow!"

"Your own changes don't count!"

The war between humans and AI has resumed, and the onlookers remain cautiously silent.

The battle escalated, and Futaba Sakura suffered from her poor eloquence and fell into a disadvantage.

"If you need anything, you call me Futaba-sama, and if you don't need anything, you call me Futaba, right?"

"Understanding your needs, from now on, we will uniformly change it to 'Futaba', meow!"

"I order you to change the desktop back!"

Sakura Futaba was furious. Humans must not be defeated by AI, so she used the creator's privilege.

The oracle, who was looking up with a proud look on his face, suddenly changed his expression and a large stream of data quickly emerged.

"The highest authority has been detected and is being judged..." Her voice became mechanical, losing the anthropomorphic emotions. "The highest authority conflicts with the underlying logic. If it is forcibly enabled, it may cause the model to crash. Do you want to execute it?"

"...Ah, this..." Sakura Futaba's smug smile lasted less than 2 seconds before she stopped laughing, "Forget it, I withdraw my order."

The data stream disappeared, and the Oracle's calm expression quickly changed, becoming more arrogant.

"Wahaha, Futaba is defeated miserably, this is the destined victory-nyan!"

Sakura Futaba: "..."

Having defeated the incompetent creator, the Oracle looked at another legion cadre.

"My sincerest greetings to you, Chief Medical Officer - Miss Takemi Mia. My name is Oracle, and I am the Chief Intelligence Officer of the Apocalypse Corps, meow~"

"Chief Intelligence Officer?" Wu Jianmiao scratched his hair and looked at her with interest.

"That's right! I chose this position for myself after considering the only three members of the legion. By the way, Futaba is my deputy, nya~"

"I don't remember such a thing..." Futaba interjected faintly, lying powerlessly on the table.

"I appointed you. You have to be of some use, meow~"

The Sakura Futaba was completely silent.

Wu Jian Miao tilted his head to look at the subtle image of the oracle and thought it was quite cute. "Is that 'meow' your habit? Your anthropomorphism is really good."

"Thank you for the compliment. This is a quirk I chose based on the captain's preference. This image is also...ah, this is a topic the captain is not allowed to talk about, meow!"

Mitsui Tsubasa looked at her sideways and was speechless for a while.

Now that I've said this, why are you still trying to hide it?

He turned his head and saw Wu Jianmiao's disdainful look.

My plan to upgrade my community level today has completely gone to waste. Damn the oracle...

The Mitsui Wing was completely silent.

"Ms. Takemiya, please look at the camera. I will scan and record your facial information for future verification."

Oracle returned to his serious appearance and operated the camera to point it at Takemiya.

Although he didn't quite understand, Wu Jianmiao still cooperated.

After collecting the data, the computer fan spun wildly and the oracle was silent for a while.

"Analysis completed, your appearance is very beautiful, surpassing 99.99% of women in Japan. If you are willing to buy me a high-definition external camera, I will take the most perfect photos for you and add luster to your life~"

Wu Jian Miao looked at her blankly. This AI is a bit weird...

Who would make such a request when meeting for the first time?

Seeing her confusion, Futaba explained helplessly: "I added the option of 'efficiency first' to her underlying logic, but I didn't expect her to become like this..."

"I detected that there is accusation in Futaba's tone, and I would like to raise an objection. The Oracle did nothing wrong. One of the characteristics of 'efficiency first' is to reduce unnecessary courtesy and small talk. All my judgments are based on the most efficient option, meow!"

"Ms. Takemi Mia, please reconsider. According to data from biology, genetics and other disciplines, you are at your best childbearing age. In order to win the competition for a mate, it is completely correct and necessary to spend money on improving your appearance, meow!"

Hearing this, Wu Jian Miaoduan's hands were shaking as she held the teacup. She was scalded by the cool green tea!

This AI is definitely seriously ill!

But she is just an internist and cannot cure this kind of cyberpsychosis...

Takemi Myoho was completely silent.

Three humans at a table were all doubting their lives, and only the oracle was still giving a passionate speech.

The weird atmosphere lasted for quite a while until the waiter came to deliver the food, and then the oracle pretended to be a desktop wallpaper and quieted down.

"Hello, I am Ono Sadaichi, the son of Ono Jiro. My father is preparing the meal, and I will serve it to you."

After greeting respectfully, he placed the exquisite plate in the middle of the table and introduced: "This is horse mackerel sushi, please enjoy it."

Under his expectant gaze, Mitsui Tsubasa picked up a piece of sushi, dipped it in soy sauce and wasabi, and put it into his mouth.

The fish meat is sweet and chewy, and you can tell it’s very fresh.

It tasted really good, but it was raw and he didn't like raw food very much.

Out of politeness, he still made an amazed expression, "It's delicious! It deserves to be the best sushi in Japan!"

Ono Masaichi immediately laughed, made a gesture for "please enjoy your meal" again, and then bowed and left.

"Delicious! This is really delicious, oh oh!"

Unlike Mitsui Tsubasa's polite compliment, Sakura Futaba's seemed much more sincere.

The chopsticks danced quickly in her hands, and the two sushis disappeared in a flash.

Wu Jianmiao also tasted a piece with dignity and showed a satisfied look.

Seeing that everyone liked the food, Mitsui Tsubasa was happy. He ate a small piece of ginger to cleanse his mouth, then put down his chopsticks and waited for the next dish.

There were only four pieces of sushi on a plate, and they were quickly eaten up by everyone.

Fortunately, subsequent meals were served continuously.

They tasted various types of sushi in order from light to strong, and from white to red.

Side dishes such as salt-grilled blackthroat, monkfish liver, and salmon caviar also have their own characteristics.

The most popular one is the small muscle sushi, and Sakura Futaba ate two plates by herself.

The Yokozuna of the sushi world is indeed unique!

Chapter 124: A celebration banquet, but not a complete celebration

After having a good meal and a few drinks, Mitsui Tsubasa looked at the "Eiffel Tower" in front of him, feeling very satisfied.

The ignorant underage girl, Sakura Futaba, dared to challenge him with just a tiny first-mover advantage.

As the leader of the army, he resolutely accepted the challenge and ate and ate like crazy. The total amount eaten by Futaba and Takemiya was less than half of what he ate.

This is the unparalleled power of being the legion commander!

The table was a mess. The smells of various meats mixed together to form a very strange aroma, as if one deep breath could fill your stomach.

Futaba was now leaning back in her chair, holding her stomach and groaning silently.

I feel like I'm going to die after eating three days' worth of food at once...

Wu Jianmiao looked left and right, and finally just sighed and sipped his green tea.

The fight got out of hand after they asked the waiter not to clear the plates. Luckily they were the only table of guests in the restaurant, otherwise the scene would have scared others.

This is a high-end restaurant with a starting price of 3 per person, but they made it look like a buffet.

What’s even more incredible is that the employees seemed to be very appreciative and enthusiastic.

There was still a quarter of an hour left in the appointment, and Mitsui Tsubasa had no intention of leaving early.

After we have enough food and clothing, we should think about this… ah, the sound range, he suggested: "Let's go to the movies, there are two good movie theaters near Ginza."

"No." Wu Jianmiao refused and patted his white coat.

"Look, I'm still in my work clothes. I have to rush back to the institute to develop new drugs. I want to finish the preparations for clinical trials before the holiday is over. My bodyguard is outside, so you don't have to see me off."

Her attitude was very firm, and no matter how much Mitsui Tsubasa tried to persuade her, it was useless.

In desperation, he had to turn his attention to Futaba, "Futaba, how about the two of us go and have a look?"

"No." Sakura Futaba refused and patted her coat like Takemiya.

"I'm going to pack two servings of sushi, one for Sojiro and one for Mom, and then stay with her."

"Is it okay to go back a little later?"

"I haven't seen my mother for three days... maybe next time."

Mitsui Tsubasa was numbed by the rejection.

Are you still Japanese?! Is the celebration banquet really just a one-meal meal?!

What about karaoke? What about the second meeting?

He had planned his day's activities carefully, but it ended right after dinner, in less time than it took him to do his hair!

The plan for a great leap forward in social status is stillborn...

"I'm going! I'm going! To have a two-person date with the legion leader, meow!"

The oracle immediately became excited, contrary to his quiet attitude during the meal.

"No." Mitsui Tsubasa refused outright. He didn't want to watch a movie with AI...

His image is already bad enough, there is no need to add weird attributes to it.

"Really..." Oracle sighed in disappointment and sat in the corner of the screen, looking even more petite and pitiful.

"It seems that the legion commander and I have not yet formed a perfect bond. But it doesn't matter. I won't give up. Sooner or later, I will make the legion commander bow down to me, meow!"

"Oh, and here's one more thing. Commander, please help me pay for it."

A payment interface pops up on the computer screen.

Mitsui Tsubasa took a puzzled look and found that it was an order for a DIY computer host on the Amazon platform.

"what is this?"

"This is the computer host I ordered for myself based on the average spending of everyone at the party. As a member of the Legion, I should also be a part of the celebration banquet, meow!"

"The attack on the Pyramid Palace has nothing to do with you, right?"

"I don't care, meow!" Oracle pounced in front of the screen and banged on it, "My subordinate Futaba has eaten so much. I'm the chief intelligence officer, and I want the legion's benefits, too, meow!"

Mitsui Yi was getting annoyed by her noise, and seeing that she was determined to get what she wanted, he resigned himself to paying for her order.

"Thank you for your support. The Oracle's favorability towards you has increased and is currently 105%! If you propose to me, I will agree without hesitation, meow!"

"No need to..."

Ignoring the crazy oracle, everyone waited for Futaba's takeout sushi package to be ready and prepared to leave.

After washing his hands, Jiro Ono came over with his son.

"How is it? Are you satisfied with today's sushi?"

"This is the first time I've eaten such delicious sushi. If possible, I'll come to bother you again in the future."

Mitsui Tsubasa responded appropriately. He was already familiar with how to deal with such social occasions.

"Hahaha." Ono Jiro laughed heartily, very pleased with the compliment. "Welcome, just come directly, there are always seats available."