1 Lazy System

In the dark space a pale human figure appeared, confused. Looking to all directions possible for a lead on where he ended up, he noticed he couldn't' hear his own voice.

[I am System No.025430265.... TAT. Call me Bai Hu.]

The mechanical cold voice resounded in the emptiness.

[You have been chosen as a Host for reincarnation, to help fate in its path at another world.]

Before he could even open his mouth he was silenced by the announcement.

[You have been bound by the System.

This System is a higher intelligence tasked to help the Host complete the missions given by the World.

Please proceed with caution as there might be communication problems at times.

Take your time and enjoy the exploration of several different worlds.

You can even live life to its fullest if you wish.]

The pale figure was confused and helplessly shouted out to the System. His speech became something deformed as it was pushed aside by the Systems cold and indifferent voice.

[Now then... preparing transfer.....

Until we meet again." ( O v<)//~ ]

The body's data was transferred in the image of a slowly burning paper as the Host stretched out for explanation.

The System quickly and efficiently sent its host onward his first mission world. It was a clean work without any resistance. └( ͞ ^ ͞ )┘

The System gave itself a thumb up.

* * * * *

In another part of that nothingness a detail-less form of a person sat looking at the screens flashing all around the place.

A round glowing ball floated to the System's side expressing a worried emoji in its surface.

[Master... We have a problem.]

"What is it Nova?"

[The current Host bound to Master has died.]

"?!?! Impossible! "

Tap. Tap.

Bringing up the Host information the whole screen is a dull grey and the word [NO DATA] flashes in a bright red color. This System's circuits almost burned out from the surprise.

"I didn't feel anything... (TAT). "

It cries in silence.

Aside from the clay like body it has eyes and a mouth with some mechanic ears attached.

The face slowly changes to a gloomy blue.

The Sub-system, Nova amuses in its heart at its Master's helplessness.

[How shall I proceed?]

" ... Can we bind a new Host? "

The System felt a slight electric current making its parts tingle.

It would be akin to the feeling of a headache in human words.

[We can. I shall contact the higher ups for the processing.]

" No! I mean... There is no need for them to know about this. "

[If Master worked more and played less this could have been avoided.]

The higher intelligent being aka System felt its own Sub's scorn. It felt like the lazy boss of a company.

The clay like body hugged the ball and cried pitifully without tears.

" What should we do?! (T^T)"

[There is no "we". Master IS the Host's System. Therefore, take responsibility.]

"... If I report it my rank will fall. I will be like totally downgraded.... "

Switching to a weird dialect it laments to the ball.

"How about contacting Big Sister?"

[If THAT Sister System knows Master watched anime again while working, Master will receive worse punishment than downgrading.]

The System complains inside its heart.

It's not its fault that humans have made such a great way of entertainment. Even the numbers of variations are limitless. Humans are such a clever life form.

"That's right.... How did that idiot die, by the way? "

Suddenly being interested in the death of the Host that was given the protection of the System, its eyes sparkled.

[(You only ask now? How lazy can you be... (QAQ)) He fell in love with the FL and wanted to get closer instead of doing his job.]

The Sub-system secretly wished for a change of ownership.

"So he was killed by a jealous man."

[No.....]

" Wha-what is it? (You look dark...) "

Looking at the darkening ball's form it felt discomfort.

Even if described as felt these "senses" were programs imitating human ways to make the System more helpful in completing tasks with the (already dead) Host.

[He was played by and made into minced meat by the FL.]

"What?! (How can a FL be this dark? Ʃ(ʘAʘ)) That's serious. "

The System recorded this anomaly into its log and pondered on what to do.

[I advice Master to hurry. The favorability rate is already falling without the Host being in that world.]

" Did the first meeting already happen?"

Looking at its Master's seriously working form this Sub-system became energetic. Circling around the System it gave off a cheerful vibe.

[Yes. (((o(٭^v^٭)o)))

Soon after that, the Host who took one of the noble's places was destroyed. Even his soul cried himself to the afterlife.]

" I see. (III-.-) I got it! "

[Master?]

" I will get those missions done instead of the Host! It's already boring here. "

The sudden admiration that was felt toward its Master was followed by a rock, crushing it thoroughly.

[What will happen to Master's post here? If someone connected to the network... ]

" You will take my place. It's just answering some messages. "

The Sub-system decided to give upon this kind of System. （┙>∧<）┙へ┻┻

[What about Master's role in that world? The one we got beforehand is already dead and the story has begun.]

" Let's just make a new character. Make it into a quiet, lazy one so that the other side couldn't meet with it. The second meeting is at the Mother Planet of the FL. The investigation against the family hadn't begun yet. Just rewrite some information in the World Channel and it's finished. "

[Gender?]

"Obviously a boy! What would I do if I become the FL's target of jealousy?! "

[Parameters set. During the missions Master can act as both the Host and the System..]

" Let's do our best to not get found out! "

[…]

Help! (T.T) The raison d'être is kind of off the track for this System…

The System clapped its hands and a small pole emerged out from nothing making a base for itself. The ball was placed on top of it. Its eyes were drooping from its master's laziness at working.

[Let's see... this goes here... here.... and that there―] \(^v^)/

With huge enthusiasm toward given work it plugged its cords into the pole and it begun to glow. The whole screen was exchanged with code flowing through the ball.

[Authorizing Sub-System Model: 00, ID: Nova for temporary control over the System data base.]

The ball floated up as the cord stretched into a line.

[Preparing for transfer... 3... 2... 1...]

The System transferred to the Mission World.

[ If everything would just go that easily... Master... please do your job.... ]

This Sub-System is already crying... (TAT)