People are in cyberpunk, but they are top-level cyberpsychopaths

"How about...we go for a walk?"

"Ah."

Lucy nodded and did not reject David's proposal.

...

It was already late at night, and most people in Night City had already gone to sleep.

Only a small number of people are immersed in the neon lights, or looking for their own fun on Westbrook's Twist Street, or gathering in a pink-filled bar to indulge in the most primitive desires.

Lucy and David walked alone on the streets of Bradbury, occasionally meeting a few homeless people who brought some life to the empty streets.

Perhaps only at this time are the slums of Night City the quietest.

"How is your health?"

Lucy, who was walking side by side with him, asked in a nonchalant tone.

She still had the unburned lady's cigarette in her mouth.

"Well, there's no problem. Old Wei is the best prosthetic doctor in Night City."

"is it?"

Lucy's expression and tone remained unchanged. "So, didn't the prosthetic doctor prescribe new inhibitors for you?"

"It's open, but there's only one. After you finish smoking it, just use the previous one."

"Um...."

The two of them strolled along the street, chatting casually.

It doesn't feel like we've just met for the first time, it's like we're old friends who already know each other well.

But it's normal. After all, they have experienced the existence of cyber maniacs together and even "raced" on the overpass together, so they have some understanding of each other.

"David."

At this moment, Lucy suddenly stopped, pointed to a bench in the park not far away and suggested: "Let's go sit over there."

Since the beauty has invited me so warmly, there is no reason to refuse.

The two sat on the bench, gazing at the projected forest in the distance, then looked up and forgot about the night sky covered by dark clouds.

"Hey, David, this is the first time I've met someone like you."

Thinking back to everything that happened today, a strange smile appeared on Lucy's lips.

She is a student, but she has military-grade prosthetics like Sian Westin and Krenzikov installed on her, and she has used them so many times without taking inhibitors....

He even fought head-on with a cyber madman and secretly removed the implant in front of the terrorist squad.

It's really crazy.

But how could she not understand the David she was referring to?

Apart from forgetting to take the inhibitors, there is really nothing I can do about it.

"Because...I'm short of money..."

"Really? In that case..."

Lucy suddenly stood up and stamped out the burnt cigarette.

As he turned around, an orange light flashed in his eyes, as if he was sending a message to someone.

"follow me."

"Eh?"

"I have a job for you."

So, without further ado, he took him away.

After a not too long journey, they arrived at Japan Street.

Looking at this apartment not far from the neighboring skyscraper H8, David was a little confused.

"here it is...?"

"my home."

Very concise answer.

"Follow up."

Led by Lucy, he entered the small apartment building.

As soon as he walked in, he was completely dumbfounded.

This really is Lucy's home!

The dim lights illuminated the corridor, and the walls were covered with various graffiti.

It was a perfect replica of the apartment on Charter Street.

The only difference from the apartments on Charter Street was that there weren't so many guys hanging around in the hallways going crazy.

But these two people live in the same small apartment building...

Is this apartment style called widow style?

You see, Judy was with Maiko Maeda at the beginning, and Maiko Maeda was chopped up by V, leaving her body without a complete body.

Then there was Evelyn Parker, a woman who thought she was extremely smart, who was also driven to suicide by the scavengers and her body was sunk in the reservoir.

The last one is female V, a legend in Night City and the new owner of the Afterlife Bar, but she only has a few months left to live.

Look at Lucy again. She was in a happy relationship with David, and then David was hit by a heavy hammer.

They have so much in common, and they are both widows. (Laughs)

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Hey, Lucy, do you know a person named Judy Alvarez?"

"Judy Alvarez? I've dealt with her a few times. She's a technical expert who specializes in Mewtwo editing.... But why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Lucy seemed to have thought of something. She suddenly stopped and turned around and asked teasingly: "Could it be...you like Judy?"

"...I'm just asking."

"Oh~really?"

Lucy slowly narrowed her eyes and stared at him, trying to discern something from him, then suddenly returned to her usual calmness.

"Well, if this is the best, you'd better not have too many illusions about her."

"She's not your type."

As he spoke, his laughter like silver bells echoed in the corridor.

She found that teasing the teenager seemed to be a very interesting thing.

"Tsk, of course I know, you're my type."

He curled his lips and muttered softly.

I played 2077 for so long that I knew exactly what kind of person Judy was, not to mention how many hairs she had on her body and what kind of tattoos she had.

Do I need you to remind Lily of this?

"Come in and sit wherever you like."

At Lucy's invitation, he walked into the room on the top floor of the apartment.

“It’s quite spacious.”

The space inside the house is not too big, but not too small either.

The furniture inside is complete, simple and tidy, but without too many girly elements.

The visible bathroom is covered by a plastic curtain, but it can still be seen that it is filled with ice for artificial cooling, and two bags of inhibitors are placed on the hacker chair surrounded by many screens.

You can tell at first glance that it is a standard hacker facility.

But the most eye-catching thing is the yellowed poster next to the bedroom, which displays an advertisement for the lunar base.

That was Lucy's wish.

A humble wish to escape Night City.

24. Where is Hell?

"I only have beer, is that okay?"

The sudden question interrupted his thoughts.

Lucy was standing in front of the refrigerator, stretching her slender figure without any hesitation, and her graceful curves were clearly visible to him.

"Well, thank you."

"You are really polite~"

Lucy took out two bottles of cold beer from the refrigerator and handed one to him, but she still had no intention of stopping the teasing words.

"As expected of a student from the academy~"

"Tsk, dare you stop talking about this? I've been told several times that I've been fired."

"Hey hey hey~~"

Seeing his embarrassed look, his face almost puffed up like a puffer fish, Lucy laughed mischievously again, then brushed past him like a cat and nimbly jumped onto the balcony.

He passed the bottle through the side of his neck from behind and gently touched him with it.

"Cheers~"

"cheers."

He tentatively picked up the bottle and drank slowly.

However, Lucy put the bottle aside and picked up a lady's cigarette again.

The sound of flint rubbing against each other echoed quietly in the room. Lucy leaned lazily on the pillow, quietly watching David who was drinking beer carefully.

What a brat. Why does he have to show off when he's obviously not used to drinking?

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of a good idea, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth again.

Then she breathed softly into his neck.

"call--"

The wisps of green smoke mixed with a little warmth gave him goose bumps and he shivered.

“Puff! Cough cough cough cough—”

This unexpected move almost made him spit out the beer in his mouth, and coupled with the stimulation of the carbonation, he suddenly started coughing violently.

"Ha...what are you doing!?"

David wiped his chin and the corners of his mouth. He almost choked to death.

"Nothing, I just thought you looked funny and wanted to tease you a little bit... But this isn't your first time drinking~"

"..."

He turned his head to look at the curious girl, then shrugged helplessly.

"Alcohol is OK, but the carbonic acid..."

This body is good in every way, except for the carbonic acid.

In the past few days, he has tried countless times to adapt himself to carbonic acid as much as possible.

But every time he returned in vain, the drinks and beer were sprayed into mist and merged into the air.

For today, this is a pretty good performance.

Because of this, his fun in Night City was reduced by half.

"Haha, there are still people like this now?"

There was a gleam in Lucy's eyes and her tone was full of disbelief, as if she had seen some rare treasure.