"What do you mean?" I asked, eyes squinted. All of a sudden, Ryza burst out to me showing a paper filled with lists of items. Some lines were written in scarlet ink. She said there was a crucial item that she forgot.
"An artificial skin, Zal. We don't have the materials to build them!"
"Eh? Is it that important?"
"W-Wha—How could you say that!? Of course, it is important. The artificial skin is needed to cover the outermost parts of an automaton's body. It's the aesthetics, the art of constructing them! If there's no skin, you'd see skeletal faces instead of pretty and cute automatons!"
"O-Oh… sorry. I guess you're right."
Aesthetic, huh… well, she has a point. Back in my previous life, it's already impossible to differentiate between humans and robots if they stand side-by-side.