The first 200 lines.
I'm going to make a private room of my own inside you.
Don't let anyone in. I'm the only one who's allowed in that room.
I'm going to train you.
And...
you're going to...
input my information in your head.
From now on,
you need to focus on only me...
and follow no one else but me.
Input?
Input what in my head?
The first thing to input...
is the hierarchy in this house.
There's a hierarchy among everything that I love in this house.
It's a type of caste system.
Objects in the top hierarchy...
are named Pretty.
This back scratcher is Pretty One.
This old-fashioned vacuum cleaning robot is Pretty Two.
This vacuum cleaning robot who had its birthday recently is...
Pretty Three.
I will become Pretty too.
In other words,
I'm on the same level as...
the back scratcher and the vacuum cleaning robots?
No, they're above you.
You earn points by making me happy.
Earn as many points as possible...
so you can be called Pretty and get on their hierarchy level.
Do I have to earn points?
Then I'll celebrate your birthday.
What an imbecile.
For all objects, the purchase date is its birthday.
He's such a stupid jerk.
Gosh.
Hurry up.
- It's my turn. - Hurry.
Don't touch me. Leave me alone.
- Come on. - What's wrong?
Why is everyone sick?
I think it's the curry that we had yesterday.
- It's the curry. - Curry?
- Let me in. - I'm next.
No way.
Ji A had two packs of it.
Also, there are sacred places in this house.
They're more sacred than the hierarchy.
A castle made of cards.
My cabinet.
This action figure.
That's what gave me a hard time.
You must never touch these sacred objects.
Remember that.
Next, I'll inform you about the design of the house.
Follow me.
Why does my stomach hurt?
I didn't even drink last night.
- Hey. - Come out now.
Let me in.
Hurry up.
Come out now.
I'll kill you if you don't come out soon.
I'll do my best. I can't...
guarantee it.
Tell her...
- to hold it no matter what. - Okay.
I can't do it.
I failed the mission, sir.
How could you?
This is the kitchen.
My goodness.
Okay, that's the bathroom.
What are you doing?
What is this room, master?
Only I'm allowed in it.
You can't go in.
Come.
Yes, master.
My parents.
Input with care.
That necklace...
Yes.
It was my mom's favorite necklace.
Some human being stole it. I should get it soon.
Aji 3, input this.
Your master hates those who deceive others the most.
The people who deceive me pay for it one way or another.
Darn it.
Get out.
- Get out of the way. - Wait, wait.
- Hey, hey. - Wait.
- I'm really sorry. - No!
I'm going to die...
I am glad...
you are a robot.
You will not deceive me.
Also,
save this to your memory.
What shall I name the folder?
Who... Who is it, master?
My old...
first love.
Shoot.
The new folder is named "Shoot".
What was that noise?
Master, you farted.
- I did? - Yes.
- It wasn't me. - Then was it me?
It couldn't be you.
That's why it was you.
Then it was me.
That's strange. I don't remember farting.
The smell tells me it might not be an ordinary fart.
How about you change your underwear, master?
That's strange.
Sorry.
- Wait here. - Okay.
Aji 3?
Your master is not the kind of person who...
farts just anywhere.
Jo Ji A, hold it in at all costs.
That cursed curry. I will throw out the whole box.
Where did she go?
Who's that?
A ghost?
What are you doing?
Cleaning up, master.
The bathroom's huge.
Oh no, it stinks.
What are you doing?
Cleaning up, master.
Did someone strange come in here?
No.
That flushing sound. Was that you?
Yes, master.
I never told you to clean this bathroom.
Is Ji A okay?
She's not.
- She's in the bathroom. - What?
You.
Is it okay to get your hands wet?
You can even wash dishes. You're a state-of-the-art robot.
Of course. I even wash dishes. I'm a state-of-the-art robot.
That's a lie.
You can't deceive me. Not in my own house.
Does this look like a cleaning solution to you?
It says so in French on the label right here.
You speak 15 languages. Are your sensors broken?
Can't you tell just by the smell?
Cleaning up with perfume is all the rage these days.
Oh, with a 1,000-dollar perfume?
You'll pour this down the toilet?
Sorry, the soap alone didn't take away the smell.
This is insane.
Just because your master is rich...
You.
- You're a bit strange. - What?
How so?
That liquid dripping down your cheek.
It looks...
just like sweat.
Hey.
Get...
Get off me.
- Good riddance. - Good... What?
It's the corset.
The titanium corset. That must hurt a lot.
That must hurt real bad considering it's real metal.
It's done.
Three-Part Baton...
will now believe that Ji A is no doubt a robot.
Are your muscles very tense, master?
I'm getting a massage because I ache all over because of you.
Shall I adjust the mode?
Shall I lend you my robot hands?
Aren't I quite useful?
What did you do with your useful hands earlier?
You caught the bottle of perfume and not me.
Because it was...
your special, 1,000-dollar perfume.
You, sit down over there.
Listen.
I am a human being. You are?
- A robot. - Exactly, a robot.
You may look like a human,
but you're made of metal.
Your body can become a weapon.
You cannot forget that for a single second.
Think about the situation we were in earlier.
"If I were to fall over here and now,"
"I would crush my master."
"I should twist sideways and land next to him."
Shouldn't you have done that?
Physically speaking, the vector of the speed at which I fall...
is greater than the vector of the speed at which I could avoid you.
It would have been more rational for you to move aside.
That came out so nicely. I'm so smart.
Why are you talking about physics?
I'm talking about the attitude with which you should serve me.
I do not understand what you mean. Could you tell me again?
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