Chiyoda District, in a temporarily rented room.
A person's image was displayed on the computer screen, with a glass of water beside it.
The man wearing glasses with messy hair squatted on the swivel chair.
He had a weather-beaten face and a long beard. He clearly hadn't shaved for more than a year.
Standing behind this shabbily groomed man was a tall, impressive beauty, like a flower blooming in the mud, completely out of sync with the surroundings.
"Drone surveillance makes me feel like a country bumpkin."
Morimoto Chiyoda stared at the surveillance feed on the computer, a hint of awe on her face.
As a high-achieving student from Tokyo University, her studies revolved around finance, and she wasn't very familiar with computers. Occasionally, seeing smart robots and intelligent AIs in short videos made her feel as if she were being left far behind by the times.
