Whatever retarded idea had spawned this creation of his, Sato wished that he could take it back. As useful as an assistant would be whilst he was slowly killing himself with his job, this surely was not.
His brother, Tenshi, had been more than happy to help him with the construction and programming, asking him for input the entire way through, then it was time for him to do his piece in applying the image of his assistant. Somehow, he had ended up making something that looked like a younger him, perhaps revealing too strongly how much he wanted this candy-coated robot to take over his life so that he could fade away peacefully.
Before they had activated him, Sato had appraised their work as a masterpiece.
Afterwards, not so much.
Now, his only view of what was supposed to fill the gap he would leave was that it was a menace. It could make candy, but was often too distracted to even boil water without burning it and the rapidly developing personality was horrendous. If this was what having kids was like, Sato was glad to be gay.
Then again, that hadn't saved No Name from procreating. His nephew, however, was nowhere near as bad as what he had mistakenly dubbed 'Sashi'.
