The distinction between humans and AI has remained a prominent and ongoing topic in the virtual network.
In an age where the boundary between the two is increasingly blurred, the government took measures to prohibit the incorporation of "emotions" into real-life AI systems. This decision stemmed from the recognition that human emotions are already complex, and any erroneous AI thought processes could lead to dangerous outcomes.
However, this ban on emotional AI did not extend fully into the realm of virtual reality (VR). While certain limitations were imposed, they were not overly restrictive. One notable restriction was the prohibition on replicating the sense of smell in VR, as it helped users distinguish between virtual and real experiences.
Nevertheless, there are hidden groups that offered services aimed at creating a heightened sense of realism in VR. These service providers claimed to achieve optimal synchronization of the user's five senses, striving to make the VR experience as close to reality as possible. One such example is happening right now.
The girl, with her wrist loosely bound, sat on the edge of the bed, her posture a delicate balance between vulnerability and calculated charm. Her eyes, framed by long lashes, sparkled with mischief as she glanced up at the male lead. Cascading waves of flaxen hair framed her face, adding to her allure and highlighting her youthful features.
Despite her captive status, she exuded a flirtatious aura, leaning back slightly and crossing her legs in a seductive manner. Her clothing though became dirtied from the capture, had been meticulously arranged to accentuate her feminine appeal. A loose-fitting blouse with a low neckline revealed a glimpse of porcelain skin, teasingly drawing attention to her delicate collarbone.
Her lips, painted with a shade of red, curved into a coquettish smile that captured the male lead's gaze.
'So what if I'm a mob? I'm still the player here. That fact will not change.'
It's not her first time interacting as a mob with the characters. The mobs may not have strong roles, but they can still affect the characters in some way. This time Shera decided to play naughtily, countering her boredom.
"You won't gain anything from me"
The young man responded the moment he understood her intent. He wants to dispel any thought she's about to attempt on him.
She chuckled softly, her laughter carrying a hint of mischief and confidence. Stepping forward, her movements exuded a mix of grace and ambiguity despite the obvious fact that her wrist are still bound together.
"There is," she remarked, her voice laced with a teasing allure.
"For instance..."
When their faces became mere inches apart only then she starts to speak.
"The trill of a kiss" she murmured, her voice seemingly playful.
Her gaze lowered as she reached out, delicately tracing her fingertips along his hand, teasing him.
"The sensation of your touch.."
Though she phrased it that way, the young man was no longer certain if she was still referring to him.
"And..." She leaned in, closing the gap between them as her body gently brushed against his. Their height difference became inconsequential thanks to her heels.
"..The warmth we could share" He felt her warm breath against his ear and a wave of arousal washed over him.
Her voice dripped with a suggestive tone that his breath quickened ever so slightly along with the heightened anticipation.
A faint flush colored his cheeks, a visible sign of the heat rising within him. Wanting to mask his reaction, he threw a question at her in a rush.
"Are noble ladies nowadays.." He chose to distance himself after his body responded to her teasing.
"..easily abandon their so-called dignity in pursuit of uncertain freedom?"
The young woman giggled at his reaction. Although she's a bit older according to her character, Shera doesn't mind.
She could see his attempt of trying to maintain his composure yet failing miserably.
True enough, despite the aloof personality of the male lead, it's normal for his age to start having youthful fantasies.
"Let's say I'm different"
With a captivating smile, she took his hand and placed it over her racing heart.
"I'm someone who can feel when a person is special"
Shera then deliberately guided his hand downward, causing a subtle swallow in the youth's throat as a surge of desire coursed through him.
"..and I couldn't resist being drawn to them," she confessed, a wide smile forming in the depths of her mind.
"There's just one thing you need to do,"
With a seductive gaze fixed upon the young man, she finally told him what she wanted.
"Untie me"
Her words are laden with both literal and metaphorical meanings, the latter being an invitation to exploration.