PWL-000 stood in the hallway as Estelle emerged from Aiden's office, his eyes fell on her.
The system automatically identified it as a woman. There was no time to search for more information in the database before Estelle had already approached and said, "Come with me."
PWL-000 looked down at her, "Who are you?"
"I'm Estelle," she answered, "your owner."
Owner...
PWL-000 quickly checked the system and shook his head, "I have no user information bound."
Estelle paused, took his hand, and clasped it in hers, her palm patterns were recorded into his database through the sensors.
"Now there is."
"User information recorded successfully, please confirm again. Name: Estelle; Gender: Female; Age..."
"Confirmed." Estelle interrupted, "Can you come with me now?"
PWL-000 nodded,"Where are we going?"
"Home."
PWL-000 saw the sun-drenched sky for the first time, standing outside the building and looking up for a while.
Estelle came out of the garage and parked the car in front of him. After a long moment of not seeing him move, she asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," he said, "It's beautiful."
"The city looks its best in July, unfortunately, it's only spring now," Estelle said.
PWL-000 thought for a moment.
"Today is March 13th, there are 111 days until July."
Estelle was taken aback and laughed, "Yes."
It was a weekday morning, the roads in the city were empty, and it took no more than half an hour to drive from the company back to the apartment.
PWL-000 sat in the passenger seat, watching the trees outside the window all the way. In the cramped space, Estelle smelled something on him and couldn't help frowning, "What did you put on?"
PWL-000 turned around, processing her question, "Moisturizer, bio-skin needs regular maintenance."
Seeing her silent, he asked, "Do you dislike it?"
"It smells cheap and mixed with the smell of dust," Estelle commented truthfully, "I'm a bit allergic to dust, so I don't like it."
"Sorry," PWL-000 said, "They've been leaving me in the charging bay lately, and they haven't applied new moisturizer for a while. I'm dirty, what should I do?"
Estelle paused for a moment and replied, "Take a shower."
He actually didn't know he needed to take a shower when he was dirty?
Until PWL-000 stood in the bathroom in confusion, Estelle had to accept the fact—he really didn't know.
PWL-000 looked at the showerhead, "How do I wash?"
"Take off all your clothes," Estelle tried to use standardized language that a robot could understand, "Turn on the shower, wet your body with water, apply shower gel to your body, then... Ah!"
The scream contained unusual information, PWL-000 was quick to react and immediately stopped his actions, "What's wrong?"
Estelle covered her eyes, "Why did you start taking off your clothes now?"
PWL-000 looked down at himself.
As a service robot, exposing his body to his owner posed no issues according to his programming. He felt a little aggrieved, "You didn't say I couldn't take them off now."
"You're right," Estelle sighed, "Never mind... I'll go out, you can wash yourself."
Service robots are always given the highest standards in appearance, just like THG female robots have excellent figures. PWL-000's shoulders, back, and waist were like perfect bones draped with attractive muscles, all the contours were just right.
Estelle walked out of the bathroom with her head down, closing the door behind her. Hearing the muffled sound of water, she realized she forgot to confirm—could PWL take a shower?
Then she thought, why not? Service robots are certainly not afraid of water.
Estelle chuckled at her own thoughts, about to leave when PWL-000 called out to her again, "Estelle..."
She had never seen such a situation, a male robot standing under the shower naked, holding shower gel in one hand and staring blankly at his changing organ.
Estelle glanced once and quickly turned away, "What is it?"
"What's going on?" PWL-000's voice was low, "I touched it and it just..."
"..."
How could she explain it to him? The bathroom was stuffy, Estelle averted her eyes, feeling her cheeks getting warm. She was momentarily speechless, and PWL-000 asked again, "What should I do?"
"Just wait, it will be fine after a while."
"How long will it take?"
"I don't know, it depends on your system settings." Estelle was concise, not wanting to elaborate, "Wash other parts, don't touch this area anymore."
She paused and added, "And don't call me again."
But his body was beautifully designed, strong and full, though it was impossible to estimate measurements by sight. No wonder THG models sold so well, the female robots must also be attractively designed.
Estelle went to the pantry to pour herself a glass of iced water. It was quiet in the bathroom, the water was off, and PWL-000 stood there silently.
Five minutes, ten minutes... The ice cubes in the cup had melted, but PWL-000 still hadn't come out.
Estelle put down the cup and pushed the door open.
His condition hadn't changed from ten minutes ago, if anything, it seemed worse. Estelle frowned and asked, "Is it not working?"
"No," PWL-000's breathing was heavy, "Estelle, I'm hot, I feel uncomfortable."
Fine beads of moisture covered his skin, his wet hair was dripping. His ears, cheekbones, and neck were all flushed red. He looked to her for help, and after a moment of silence, Estelle said, "Come here."
PWL-000 immediately moved towards her, and Estelle reached out to hold him.
At the moment of touch, PWL-000 suddenly tensed and arched his body.
