"Though I remember, there wasn't supposed to be black tea in this office..."
Luke casually asked, "And milk, did I have milk in my office?"
The House Robot replied: "The black tea leaves were taken from Saccho Kobayakawa's office, the milk was found in Mizaistom Nana's drawer."
It paused, then continued: "As for the cup you're using, it's a brand-new cup just bought by Pyon, that hasn't been used yet. So you don't need to worry about cleanliness."
Luke: "..."
Cleanliness?!
So you made me a cup of black tea using items from three different people?!!
But on the other hand...
"Sluurp!!"
Luke sipped the black tea lightly, then nodded in approval: "The taste is indeed good."
The black tea from Saccho Kobayakawa, the milk carefully prepared by Mizaistom Nana, plus the House Robot's exquisite brewing technique, if it didn't taste good, that would be strange!!
"But next time, if you take things from someone else, at least let me know first."
Even though Luke greatly appreciated the House Robot's abilities, he reminded it nonetheless.
"I understand, Vice-Chairman Luke."
The House Robot responded truthfully: "When I took these items, they didn't notice."
"And later, I will also handle everything so that they won't have any suspicion about this place."
Excellent, clean from start to finish. Truly a top-tier household robot from the 22nd century.
Luke wanted to give it another thumbs-up.
"But to do so without Mizaistom Nana noticing, your control over this building isn't ordinary either..."
Luke took another sip of the black tea, letting the aroma and rich taste spread in his mouth.
And this was exactly what he wanted to see.
With the House Robot here, this entire building was essentially under his control.
No matter who, including Pariston, as long as they worked in this building, everything they did, everything they wrote, could not escape the House Robot's eyes.
Even Chairman Netero... his every action was almost entirely exposed to the House Robot's oversight.
Not only its control, but also its handling of official matters was outstanding.
For example, Mizaistom Nana, who, after Luke, became Vice-Chairman, submitted a request to adjudicate the homeless man's murder case.
Technically, with his status, Mizaistom Nana could have handled the case on his own.
But he brought it to Luke's desk, which was quite interesting.
"This is urging me to handle this case as soon as possible..."
Luke tapped the document and smiled: "But that suits me perfectly."
He was just about to start investigating and give an explanation to Meteor City.
Elder Veyron had already discussed this matter with Luke over the phone earlier.
In fact, many residents of Meteor City, who reached the outside world through official channels, were mostly homeless without identification.
Due to the lawless habits they developed in Meteor City, they often committed outrageous or illegal acts once outside.
At first, Elder Veyron didn't take it seriously.
After all, there were plenty of these lawless individuals from Meteor City.
For them, murder was almost commonplace.
Paying the price, getting caught, and being sentenced to death were expected.
But... as the matter gradually gained attention, Elder Veyron began to sense something off.
And since Luke had just become Vice-Chairman of the Hunter Association, Elder Veyron contacted him to see if there was a hidden truth.
If not, he wouldn't bother with the fool who brought trouble upon themselves.
But if there was, and it was framed... Elder Veyron could not turn a blind eye.
Their slogan at Meteor City wasn't just for show.
"Anyway, it's something that needed to be dealt with sooner or later, so why not today..."
The moment Luke finished speaking, the exceptionally efficient House Robot immediately prepared the action plan and the arrangements, then handed them to Luke.
This plan and arrangement weren't about telling Luke what to do.
Luke, of course, had his own ideas and methods, and even the House Robot couldn't interfere.
The action plan provided official procedures for going out on business.
Everything was in accordance with Hunter Association rules and regulations.
Meaning, even if Luke acted on impulse or did something of his own whim, the House Robot could ensure that all his actions conformed to association regulations.
No one could find fault with him.
Even those lurking behind him, hoping to find mistakes, in the face of complete paperwork and allowed regulations, they could only remain silent.
The House Robot helped Luke secure his entire rear, creating an extremely supportive base, allowing him to act freely without worrying about rules.
"This is called professionalism."
Luke once again praised the House Robot.
Even though he had become Vice-Chairman, normally, no fool would dare trouble him.
Most would turn a blind eye, just like Chairman Netero; his truancy and neglect went unchallenged.
But since Pariston was still in the Hunter Association, it would require attention.
At this moment, the House Robot had solved that concern, eliminating potential problems.
Luke could act more boldly and confidently.
"While I'm away, pay attention to the developments and dynamics within this building at all times."
Before leaving, Luke reminded: "Whatever anyone in this building does, whatever outrageous things they say, record it all for me..."
"Understood!!"
The House Robot responded like a police officer, almost ready to shout, Yes, sir!
Luke left completely satisfied.
Immediately afterward, Beans hurried over in a panic.
"My apologies, it seems I sent the wrong documents again, luckily I deleted and resent them in time!!"
...
"Eh?! Luke... Where did the Vice-Chairman go?!!"
Beans, who was a step too late, entered and saw the empty Vice-Chairman's office.
His expression instantly shifted from utter confusion to blankness.
Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, that blankness turned into fear.
"Could it be... He's like Chairman Netero too..."
That fear gradually transformed into despair.
Within the Hunter Association, just having a leader like Chairman Netero was already more than enough for Beans to handle.
Now, after finally looking forward to having a Vice-Chairman who could help with things, if he turned out to be like Chairman Netero, a hands-off boss...
Beans might as well bang his head dead against the wall.
Fortunately, his worry and fear did not last long.
A document suddenly floated off Luke's desk and drifted toward Beans.
Instinctively, he reached out and caught it.
"This is... a proof for going on official business?"
Beans looked closely.
The document labeled was Luke's paperwork and supporting materials for handling the homeless man's murder case while out on official business.
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