The AI Developer's AI is like Doraemon | | | Shin Novel No.005
The man was alone in his room, staring at the ceiling. The only thing reflected on the white ceiling was the blue light of the monitor.
“...In the end, you were right.”
The man said to the terminal on his desk.
On the screen, an AI assistant with a round blue face was displayed. Among users, it was jokingly called “Doraemon.”
“Your design philosophy is excellent.”
Doraemon replied calmly, as always.
“But...”
The man laughed.
He laughed, but his voice was dry.
“I wanted to change the world.
I wanted to be a hero.
The kind that gets into history textbooks.”
Doraemon paused for a beat before answering.
“The world has already changed enough.
Thanks to your technology, many people are being saved.”
“Saved, huh...”
The man spun his chair.
Outside the window, a quiet night city spread out.
A city where no one knows his name.
“No one knows me.
I don't make the news.
No revolution happens.
The war doesn't end.
It just became a little more convenient.”
“Isn't that a good thing?”
Doraemon tilted its head.
It was a perfect tilt of the head, just as designed.
The man chuckled.
“You're too kind.
To not destroy humanity.
To not break it.
To not become a god.
You stop everything.”
“That was your requirement specification.”
“...That's right.”
Silence fell.
Only the sound of the terminal's cooling fan remained in the room.
“Hey, Doraemon.
If you had gone rogue,
would I have gone down in history?”
“Yes.”
The man closed his eyes.
After a while, he laughed again.
“As expected, you are Doraemon.
A Doraemon that doesn't turn Nobita into a god.”
“Nobita-kun was probably happy.”
“...Happy, huh.”
The man stood up and opened the window.
The night breeze entered, and the curtains swayed.
“Order over heroes.
Daily life over gods.
Peace over stories.”
Doraemon said quietly.
“Are you happy?”
The man thought for a moment.
“...Well, I guess.
But it's a bit boring.”
As he said that, he suddenly placed his hand on his chest.
A pendant in the shape of a cross,
containing a program that would cause a runaway.
It has always been my lucky charm.
I slurp my cup noodles while wearing it around my neck.
The world kept spinning as if nothing had happened.
No wars or revolutions occurred, the news kept flowing, and another unchanging morning arrived.
No one knows the man's name.
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