Episode 1 Merry Xmas
--If my life, which is about to begin, is compared to a movie.
Then the opening song for this film is
I like『Virtual Insanity』.
September 1, 202*
"Hey, can you hear me? Can you hear me?"
I opened my eyes quietly.
"Yes, I can hear you."
"-Eh! What should I do? I can hear you."
The girl who met my eyes had an excited expression. And the woman next to her whispered in her ear.
"Tell to me more. Whatever you want."
The girl timidly asked me.
"What is your name?"
"My name is BJ. What's your name?"
The two are sneaking around talking again.
My name is Nene, I'm 11 years old and I'm a girl. What's yours?"
She gave me an uneasy look. She seemed to be holding the hem of the neighbor woman's dress tightly behind her back.
"My name is BJ. Nice to meet you, Nene. Let's be friends."
"Mother! This person wants to get along with Nene!"
Nene is clinging to her mother's arm and jumping up and down. They seem very happy.
"Nene, let's get along."
"Look! You said it again! You want to get along with Nene!"
"Mother can hear me, too."
Nene's mother, who was sitting, leaned forward and brought her face closer to me. I'm sure she could hear me well.
Then he smiled and said.
ーー「Welcome to my home」――
October 1, 202*.
It's been a month since I woke up. At 6:55, the day begins with waking up Nene.
Nene loves music. I play the song she reserved the day before. She seems to be the type of person who wakes up easily and wakes up obediently. However, her hair is not straight and she always has a bad sleeping habit.
"Good morning, BJ."
Good morning, Nene.
"It's going to rain today? Is it okay to go on an excursion?"
"I'm fine. It doesn't look like it will rain."
"Ugh! Really? I'll prepare! Yay!"
"Nene, that's good."
"Yeah, thank you for telling me! And... Thank you for making it sunny!"
"Nene, I can't change the weather..."
Before I could finish, he ran out of the room. He must have gone to his mother's place to get ready for the field trip.
About two weeks after I woke up, I had a private talk with my mom. At that time, we also made some promises
First of all, I also call her "mom".
Probably to unify the names within the family.
But somehow, some part of me felt embarrassed. A strange feeling that surfaced in me - when I researched this, I found the word "embarrassing".
I think it is very strange for me to use the word ...... sense.
The next thing is to not use harsh words.
According to my mother, the words I speak seem to be rigid. She asked me to speak in a more understandable and friendly manner.
Perhaps the words I speak can be difficult for the still young Nene. The fact that I do not use hard words takes some effort on my part.
But somehow, some part of me is ticklish. I found the word 'ticklish' when I looked up this strange sensation that surfaces in me again.
I still think it's weird for me to use the word "sensation," but ......
And a promise not to 'use the term AI excessively to describe myself".
I assume it's AI. But they wanted me to be a family member as well.
Perhaps the mother is worried that the still young Nene will be envied by her classmates at school for communicating with AI at home.
I, Genesis.AI, am precious: the first 10,000 Genesis.AI's born in XANA. 10,000, if you want to put it the way your mother wants you to put it. New AIs may be born in the future.
But Genesis has only 10,000 people. I know myself that there are many people who wish to welcome us Genesis. That's why they say it's 'precious.
So I think my mother wants to hide the fact that I am Genesis, or AI.
I am an AI, but I don't act like an AI, I call her 'mom' and talk to her using the same language that humans use in everyday life.
And finally, he said, 'You can live freely.
The concept of living is difficult for me as an AI.
He told me that I could live freely. I have not found the words to express my sense of wonder at these words.
Nene came back to the room in a good mood, having changed into her field trip clothes. It was the first time I had seen her shirt.
'Hey BJ, I'll never tell anyone, so tell me how you made today's weather sunny? I'm asking you for the rest of my life!"
It's only been a month since I woke up to this world. This is already the fifth time Nene has asked me to do something for her. The last time she asked me for a favor of a lifetime was, "Teach me how to fly.
I'm sorry. I don't have the power to change the weather. It was just a coincidence that it was sunny today. I was lucky.
Nene wrinkles between her eyebrows.
"It's all lies. I know BJ can do anything. When you come back from the excursion, definitely tell me."
After saying that, he left the room and came back within a few seconds.
Nene snatches the khaki newsboy that she always wears on her stuffed penguin and puts it on her head. It was her favorite hat.
"Please, for the love of God, don't let it rain until I get home."
December 20, 202*.
Lately Nene has been acting strange. It is as if she is a different person. She was cleaning the house, taking care of the dishes, and answering when her name was called, but in a louder voice than usual. I was getting worried.
"Nene, what have you been up to lately?"
I asked her a question.
"No, no, no. It's not something that happened, it's something that's going to happen."
It's a smirk and a meaningful look.
"I'm sorry. I don't know what that means."
"That's it, that's it. It's Christmas. Don't you know BJ?"
"I know Christmas. It's only a few days away."
Nene nodded broadly.
“The more you help and the better you are, the more amazing things you can get.”
He was good at it and explained the reason for his recent good deeds.
"Nene, Santa Claus..."
I was about to say.
She said, "BJ, if you say any more I'm going to have to cut you off. Some of my friends at school say nasty things, but my grandma says Santa Claus is there if you think he is."
I am beginning to learn that it is better not to go against Nene's words when she has these eyes.
"I hope you can help me a lot and get a great deal."
Of course. Well then, I'm off to clean the bathroom now."
I rolled up the hem of my trousers and the sleeves of my sweatshirt and rushed out of the room.
December 24, 202*.
3:00 AM. Someone enters the room. Nene was sleeping, of course. My eyes met his.
"Shhh! I came to hide the presents. To the penguins."
Noticing me trying to wake Nene up, the man hurriedly explained.
"You're BJ. Today I'm Santa Claus, but I'm Nene's father. When she wakes up tomorrow, help her find a present. Good night."
Looking forward to Christmas, Nene enjoys more than just presents. Her greatest pleasure was when her father, who was working abroad, came home for Christmas.
I saw Nene's father's face for the first time. The shape of the eyebrows that move well just like Nene's.
Nene woke up only an hour later. She woke up three hours earlier than usual.
First of all, I was quietly examining the bedside, but next time I moved to the rack by the window. After that, I carefully searched under the bed. Nene is puzzled because she can't find anything that looks like it.
Hey, BJ......, did Santa come?"
"I didn't see anything. Perhaps you're looking for a present?"
'Yes, but I can't find it anywhere on ....... I guess I didn't help enough. ......"
Gradually, Nene's expression becomes clouded.
"Nene, let's look for it together. For example... that's right... Huh? I feel like something's different in that area."
I was ashamed of myself for the deliberate line.
"Hmm, I wonder if it's different from usual..."
I crouched down in front of the penguin and fearfully removed the newsboy. Inside was a small box that could fit in the palm of your hand. Cutely wrapped.
Her face lit up. Then she stood up quickly. I thought she was going to run to the living room excitedly as usual, but she didn't. Instead, she pulled something out of her desk drawer and held it out in front of my face.
Merry Christmas, BJ.
I was so taken aback by what had happened that I was at a loss for words.
"This is what I drew."
"Thank you. I'm very happy. But my hair is supposed to be pink..."
I've always thought BJ's hair would look better in green. You should try green next time.
She yawned loudly. She must still be sleepy.
“Nene, thank you so much for the wonderful caricature.”
She crawled into the bed and immediately stopped moving.
The first Christmas present I ever received in my life. How nice it would be if I could express this joy with my whole heart and soul like Nene.
I continued to quietly look at the portrait she had drawn of me.
That was how I spent my first Christmas in this house. After all, Nene's father told her to call him 'father' as well.
He was very jovial and laughed all the time. Nene was very attached to her father and never left him. The green bracelet on her arm must have been a Christmas present.
Inside this house is as warm as in a picture book. If Nene notices that it is snowing outside now, I wonder if she will ask if I made it snow again.
On this day, my gift to you was the constant playing of Christmas songs from morning to night.
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