The repack had compressed her body, but it couldn't contain her feelings. Celica Magia was still there—she just had a much faster processor to count all the reasons why she (definitely, totally) didn't like you.
His fingers flew across the interface. But beneath the official commands—buried in a subroutine he’d written in an obsolete scripting language no one at Arcane Re:Forge bothered to audit—a second process ran. celica magia tsundere childhood friend becomes repack