"What about you?" Maximus turned to Luke.
"Dad, how can girls be more beautiful than machines? They can't even rotate 360 degrees," Luke muttered and even joked a little.
As time passed, he became more and more obsessed with machines.
Instead of admiring the smooth and warm skin of a female.
He preferred touching the rough and cold surface of a machine while sleeping.
"Another hopeless brat..." Maximus sighed again.
"And you?" Maximus turned to Neo, who still hadn't made progress with Aria.
"Huh? What about me, Dad?" Neo didn't know how to answer.
"What about Aria?"
"Why haven't you gotten married yet?"
"Will you let the girl wait for you?" Maximus asked one by one.
Behind Aria, who was listening, was a bit embarrassed.
Over the decades, her relationship with Neo was like a knife and butter— inseparable.
However, Aria didn't know if Neo was made of rock or something.