She was just supposed to give him the program and walk back home. She wasn't supposed to be hit by that beam. He wasn't supposed to be hit by that beam. Why can't everything for once just go according to plan?

She just wanted them all to go away and leave her alone. It was bad enough that she lost in the first round of the preliminaries, but the constant rubbing it in her face went the extra mile. But can a little Mettuar change this whole situation. A reminder that everything cute can have a dangerous side. *Note, now looking for SF writers. Please see notes inside.

After more than a hundred years, humans have finally found a new source to advance their technology. However, what effect is this new system having on their Net Navis?