Here is another fiction of mine. Please enjoy~
In year 22XX, the cyborg era had begun. With the non-stop developing technology, scientists and engineers had finally found a new improvement for the social life. They had successfully created human-like cyborgs. They weren’t just normal robots; they were made of metal but they had an alike-human body and human feelings and emotions. They could feel sad, happy, excited, any kind of emotions that human have, except for pain. They were basically robots so they didn’t feel painful, physically.
That was the main reason why all the cyborgs were used for dangerous jobs like miners or lumbers. Some cyborgs were made to be maids, for-renting lovers or singers. Basically, humans didn’t need to do anything beside enjoy their lives because cyborgs had done everything for them.
To make it short, cyborg was just a new term for “slave”.
Because the cyborgs had feelings and their own analysing system, they could rebel anytimes when they realized the real reasons why they were made. So AKY Corporation, where cyborgs were made, had created an army of robots to control the cyborgs. The robots army was like a police agency which assured there wouldn’t be any chaos or rebel from the cyborgs and the cyborgs had to totally obey their human masters.
Yes, a new era of slaves had begun.
It was just another normal night in a Japanese family. The father, the mother and their two girls were having dinner together. They were chatting happily until a maid brought out a vanilla cake. It was very delicious and good-looking like it was made by a 5-star French chef. Everyone would love to eat it but…
“How many times do I have to tell you I don’t like this?!? It’s gross!” The father of the family stood up, threw his piece of cake at the maid and yelled angrily after taking his first bite.
“I’m so sorry, Master.” The maid bowed and apologized.
“You always apologize but you never improve, you useless cyborg! I don’t want to hear any of your trash words.” The father came closed to the cyborg and slapped her hard, making her falling down on the cheek.
“You’d better improve your cooking skill or else, I’ll return you to AKY, where you’ll be eliminated.”
Hearing of AKY, the face of cyborg changed into a shock expression. She immediately prostrated herself before him, begging for his forgiveness.
“I’m so sorry, Master. I won’t repeat that again! Please don’t send me there! Please!”
“Huh.” He hissed. “Why did I buy such a useless cyborg like you from the beginning?” He kicked her away and went to his room.
His wife, who had been eating silently, followed him just a minute later on, leaving their two girls in the dining table. The older one, who had a boyish hairstyle, finished her cake quietly and then walked to her room. After all, there were only the cyborg maid and the youngest child of the family.
The cyborg lowed her head while cleaning the mess on the floor. She was avoiding the sympathetic gaze of her young master. When she was cleaning, she suddenly felt a warm sensation on her cheek, where her master had slapped her few minutes ago. She starled by the touch and stepped back to distance herself from the person.
“O-ojou-sama… What are you doing?” She stuttered as she was staring at the taller girl in front of her.
“I just want to check your cheek. Did my father slap you too hard?” The girl, who had long black silky hair, white smoothe skin and beautiful round eyes, looked at her worriedly.
“N-No. I’m fine… I’m a cyborg so… I don’t feel pain…”
“I know that but…” The young girl walked closer to the cyborg and trapped the small girl between herself and the wall. “You feel painful inside, don’t you? I’m sorry that my father is being so mean and cruel to you but I can’t do anything. I’m sorry. Even I think that my father was getting mad at you for no reason. Your cooking is excellent.” She brought her hand up to caress the flush cheek of the cyborg. The cyborg said nothing and turned her head away, avoiding the touch and gently pushed the girl back.
“I’m fine. Thank you for caring about me, ojou-sama. But you don’t need to concern about my status. Master won’t be happy if he sees us. Please take care of yourself, ojou-sama.”
The cyborg pulled herself away from the wall and walked out of the dining room.
The girl watched her beloved cyborg walking away from her, refused her care. Her hands formed into tight fists. She bit her lower lip to stop herself from crying but yet a single crystal drop falling from the corner of her eye.
“I’m so sorry… Mayuyu…”