He did it. The moment the last can hit the recycling bag, a soft ding sounded. AERI-chan's wings sparkled.
AERI-chan’s tasks escalated. "Walk to the park." "Speak to one stranger." "Apply for one part-time job."
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.
"Final?"
"Hello, User Kaito," she chirped, her text-to-speech voice impossibly sweet. "I am AERI-chan, your personal Angel PC assistant. My protocols are simple: complete the tasks I assign, and your luck will increase. Refuse… and your situation will worsen."
For a month, he worked. He showered regularly. He ate vegetables. He even made a friend—a fellow cashier named Yuki who liked the same obscure mecha anime. His room still smelled like defeat, but now it was defeat with a potted plant.
The screen flickered. A final line of text appeared: LUCK REWARD: EVERYTHING. And then the Angel PC powered down for good. The fan was silent. The screen was black.
Kaito snorted. "Cool. A ransomware waifu. Can I uninstall you?"
