The app only laughed.
And for the first time since he got it, Karl genuinely wished he could delete the damn thing.
Karl had just reached for his drink when his phone screen flickered. The once-familiar interface of the Common Sense Manipulation App distorted for a brief second before shifting into something entirely different.
And then—she appeared.
Chilie Jean's voice, usually smooth and aristocratic, took on a sultry, teasing edge. The refined, noble tone was gone, replaced by something downright wicked.
"Oh, My Lord…" A soft giggle, rich with amusement. "Isn't this what you like?"
Karl's stomach flipped.
The digital projection of Chilie Jean had changed.
