Plugged In: I got Isekai'd into a Sexbot (Now I Must Save The World)

"I can’t believe this," Vuvi snarls, arms crossed, eyes narrow.

Pip slumps where he stood in the inn room doorway, a low, remorseful beep escaping his core. He pulses out a warm thought-wave. A ripple of guilt, apology, and a sincere desire to do better. The emotional projection washes over the room, hugging each member of the team in a blanket of mechanical remorse.

"Aww, Pip," Penelo coos, launching herself forward and wrapping him in a tight hug. "It’s okay. I know you were trying to help!"

Veena chuckles from the corner, adjusting her chest. "You really gonna stay mad at him, Vuvi? Look at that little faceplate. He’s just doing his job... a little too well."

Vuvi sighs heavily and drops into a chair. "Fine. Fiiiine. I can’t stay mad at you. But from now on? No more guarding duty if it involves any woman. I mean it. You’re too generous with your... ports."

Pip beeps happily, cheeks glowing faintly, and gives her a stern salute.

The morning sun spills through the inn’s warped windows, catching dust motes as the team gathers their gear. Outside, the air is thick with movement and joy. As they step out, they are greeted not by chaos or post-destruction grief, but the opposite.

Villagers are everywhere: hammering, laughing, hauling burned beams out of the way, patching rooftops, and planting anew. Music plays on a distant flute while children chase each other between barrels of fresh fruit. Somehow, a village half-burned by dragonfire had become the site of a festival.

Veena blinks. "Did we sleep through a restoration spell or something?"

"They’re rebuilding," Penelo says cheerfully, bouncing beside Pip. "I love it! Look how happy they are!"

Pip beeps in agreement, then rushes to a group of villagers lifting a support beam. With one smooth motion, he hoists the entire thing with one arm and begins helping them erect a barn wall.