Peach Cooldown

In the dystopian world of 2166, District Seventeen, my current abode, earned the dubious honor of being labeled the Federation's most decrepit sector. 
The specter of unemployment looms large...
The count of missing individuals steadily climbs...
A relentless tide of fugitives...
As many people say, Enforcer is the most dangerous career on this planet.
And I, unfortunately, have become one. 
(Cyberpunk + Post-apocalyptic, four completed novels over millions of words. Feel free to read in any way you wish.)

Enforcer Manual

"Can you... perhaps calm down a little bit, so you don't create such a ruckus?"


Lu Xiang asked Nami, who was behaving politely.


As soon as she finished her question, she regretted it.


She must have been influenced by Song Lan, attempting to converse with a navigation robot, and furthermore, one which was infected with a virus, and was loudly declaiming a revolution.


The screen displayed the following emoticon (〝▼皿▼), signifying its current emotional instability.


However, Nami's response was unexpected, "Nami... is very... angry! Needs soothing...! Please touch the sensor above Nami, help... Nami to calm down!"


Was this navigation robot... acting cute towards her?


Nami's top was shimmering, reflecting a palm-shaped outline. It lowered its height to facilitate Lu Xiang placing her hand over it.


Lu Xiang hesitated for a moment before taking off her glove and placing her hand onto the palm-shape.


Chapter 145: Lu Xiang is a Good Comrade_1