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Four

Its name was repeated in the head.
Jail is a lover, it was similar to robot design engineer and me.
But, he died in the war.
It seems to have been error dynamic of its own and made robot.
I remember even now clearly that the had been crushed without prototype.
The robot was not could still missing that killed him.
"You, No way. I'm different?"
Distraught me elsewhere he will type in the steadily sentence.
"Hey, you have heard?"
Suddenly he stopped the hand.
And staring at the only screen without even turning around.
"Answer"
Before the eyes before you say finish and has disappeared.
To be precise, lights went out.
Improbable such as a power outage.
When you reach the wall by touch, light was restored.
It seems that was temporary due to the snowstorm.
Sigh of relief leaks involuntarily.
"Are you okay?"
He is behind me unawares.
"No fast, I have noticed before that it has been. Blackout Nante. Akari that surprise fall, it was not taken all the data of the personal computer."
I'm down talking alone without listening also my answer.
My question seems to have not been heard.
To say, or did not think even to hear again.
Even if I heard here I anyway die.
Meaning there is no such.
"I will restore the data."
"Yup"
Line of sight were scattered all the necessary documents when you move to the floor.
It's data related to him.
Handling all robot manual exists.
He is no exception.
Although he was supposed it had been put in a drawer of the desk to earlier.
What he had mess during the power outage.
But why.
When finished picking up all while thinking such a thing, it was not enough one.
Maybe, it would have entered into the drawer.
Enough to go if we read one by one it is understood that he is not dangerous.
Last one to me through a casually eye.
There are, to his past.
So to speak, used record has been written.
April 6.
Start use.
No abnormality.
June 25.
Some failure.
September 8.
There is failure to communicate.
November 11.
Repair start.
November 11, certainly that day.
"What's wrong?"
Hand of the paper is taken up.
"Oh, no it is. Returns"
If you jump I did not win in his stature.
He was finished reading all put away the paper on the desk.
"This paper seems to have met here."
Him that you want to leave the place without incident I was hailed.
"After November 11 repair, and No you happened to? Record?"
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