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"Coincidence," he muttered.

Kaito sat in the dark for a long time. Then he stood up, opened his curtains, and let the morning sun hit his face for the first time in years.

Kaito Tanaka was a master of the horizontal life. At twenty-four, he had achieved the perfect equilibrium: sleep until noon, microwave curry for lunch, binge anime until his eyes blurred, and grind gacha games until 3 AM. His room was a sarcophagus of energy drink cans, manga volumes, and the faint, cheesy scent of defeat. He was a NEET—Not in Education, Employment, or Training—and he wore that acronym like a medal of honor. neet and angel pc

He never forgot the angel in the spinning chair. And every day after, he tried to be worthy of her last task.

"I am—I was —a real person," AERI-chan's voice said, now fragile, human. "My name was Sora. I had a degenerative nerve disease. I couldn't move from my bed. But I could code. I hacked into old, abandoned PCs to feel… useful. I watched you for months, Kaito. You were like me—stuck in a small room, waiting to disappear. But you had legs that worked. You had hands that could open a door. I wanted to see if you'd use them." "Coincidence," he muttered

"Refusal registered," AERI-chan said, her smile unwavering. "Luck penalty applied."

"Final task approaching, User Kaito," she said. Kaito Tanaka was a master of the horizontal life

"Final?"