Michael’s phone turned on in the middle of the night with its voice in full blast, even though he had turned it off before going to sleep.
“Hello, hello! So sorry to wake some of you up in the middle of the night, but that’s unavoidable since I’m going aaallll over the world again!”
While Kaneda laughed, Michael brought the phone up, and this time, he found it was an actual video feed. The face, a blue synthesized sixteen-bit drawing of a face, was animating the words being spoken.
“This is Kaneda! I hope you haven’t forgotten me, though I can’t really blame you if you did. A lot has happened! Those Olympics did not go well, huh?”
Michael squinted his eyes in disapproval. That was seriously tactless of Kaneda, unless it was a translating issue.
“Sorry to add to the chaos and mayhem bu
