"Will it be different?"
"Depends on how you see it. Honestly, I'm not sure. I doubt it'll be free, you know, I checked your insurance account and I know you worked at a logistics company."
"Uh-huh."
John was already in the bathroom.
Sora took over his body and was enjoying the feeling of warm water washing over his skin.
"What's it like working at a company?"
"It's exhausting, dying for a break, living on coffee and stimulants. People are worse than machines; they use you until you're about to be scrapped and then give you the boot."
John raised his hand and wiped his face against the stream of water.
"...Sounds terrible."
"Haha, I'm being polite. At least you don't have to worry about colleague relationships. Some might trip you up behind your back, and that's a real pain in the neck."
John ruthlessly shattered Sora's fantasy.
For some reason...
Though just a digital soul, John couldn't help but treat him like a kid full of fantasies.
