Great! It could not be otherwise! Or maybe...

GREAT! IT COULD NOT BE OTHERWISE!
OR MAYBE ONLY IT WILL BE!

Оригинал: «Отлично! Иначе и быть не могло! А может...» — приключения, 12.03.2025 13:51 (мск)
http://proza.ru/2025/03/12/1041

Malor, a healthy, peppy, fit 75-year-old man, came to N City on his own business. Settled on the 16th floor of a 20-story hotel. The next morning I wanted to wash myself, but I found that there was no water in both taps in the bathroom. I went to the floor attendant, a young pretty girl. She smiled warmly and pleasantly:

"My name is Cherry. Thank you for contacting me. Please wait a while. Support will deal with the problem. And I will definitely contact you by phone and tell you the good news".

For more than an hour, the man waited in vain for a call from the attendant, and then went to the presentation. He returned in the late afternoon. The same Cherry greeted him with joy. Once again thanked for the appeal. Reported that his problem was solved. And she offered to follow her.

They went down to the 1st floor. The girl then led him down a long corridor. Soon the corridor turned into a kind of dungeon, barely lit by rare, dim light bulbs. Traffic on it was now and then blocked by a lattice fence. Each time, Cherry pointed out to Malore that she needed to climb over to the other side. And then she asked to help her overcome the obstacle. It took an hour and a half to take the fences. How many were there? — The man stopped noting in his thoughts, having lost count! No less than 20 for sure!

So they finally went free. And they ended up in a field of tall grass. The girl in the place known to her found a hidden braid. Handed it to a man. She said that you need to mow to break through to the goal.

Malor's curiosity, penchant for research, and unknown have drawn in Malor's bewilderment. For two hours he waved a scythe with four breaks of about 5 minutes.

Yes, he's healthy. Yes, cheerful. Fit. But he is still 75 years old. And it's not even about age. Half of the ten young guys somewhere on the 5-7 fence would turn back, not seeing the point in continuing a strange, difficult trip on a trivial issue, which clearly had nothing to do with each other. Three of the five remaining stubborn youth would fall in exhaustion at the beginning of a field with tall grass. Would the brave two manage to reach the goal? — The supercomputer is lost in conjecture.


But Malor did! Two travelers, like participants in a dashing computer game, finally went to some lake with granite curbs along the shore. Admiring the views, the man got down on one knee and wanted to bend over to the water to wash his hands and refresh his face. And at this time, the girl pushed him quite hard in the back.


The lake turned out to be deep right from the shore. Malor was a great swimmer. And if he could not stay afloat at all, when it was impossible to reach the bottom and close with his feet? And what if it were not summer, but autumn, when the water in rivers and open water bodies is very cold?

Bathing, albeit unexpected and outraged the man in the first moment, did good: he got ashore, leaving most of his fatigue in the water.

Looked at the girl. Smiled slightly. She immediately handed him something like a remote control:

— Appreciate my services and my help in solving your problem. The green button is great, the yellow button is good, the orange button is satisfactory, the red button doesn't matter.

And then it dawned on the man:
— You are not a man, or what?! Robot?! Humanoid?!
— Yes.
"What about your work?" Duty on the floor?
— With your return to your room, my shift is just over. My changer took over on duty...
"Pretty too?" And with the same artificial intelligence?
— Yes! And I decided on my own initiative to do you courtesy.
— Thank you!
— So how do you rate my actions?
— Sweet girl, of course, great!..

March 12, 2025.