Climate was no longer much of an issue on Egghead, the Technology Island.
The temperature, humidity, and wind speed across the entire island were artificially regulated to perfection.
The Holographic Projections found everywhere could also adjust the lighting.
Brilliant "sunlight," warm without being scorching, shone over a private swimming pool.
The pool and its facilities leaned toward a cartoon style for young children: pale green flooring, a pink slide, red lounge chairs, and a bright yellow miniature plastic climbing wall shaped like a rocky hill.
Floating in the clear water was a perfectly round, red-and-white-striped inflatable raft eight meters across. A large, soft purple mattress lay on top.
York's sizzling, nearly five-meter-tall figure was currently sunk deep into the purple daybed on the raft.
He looked quite adorable asleep, his wavy blond twin tails slightly disheveled. His dark purple crop top left his belly exposed to the sun. He wore little waist-high swim briefs and black thigh-high socks with pale blue stripes.
"...Ah..."
A snot bubble burst, and York woke up. Sensing the appetite transmitted from the original and the other satellites, he stretched and yawned.
Then, just like that... he opened his mouth toward the sky...
Desserts really did begin falling from above, mostly convenient treats like cupcakes, cookies, and donuts.
"Nom, nom, nom-nom, nom, nom-"
York began inhaling food like a whirlwind.
A crowd of little robots suddenly appeared nearby, pushing carts piled with all kinds of food toward the pool.
Several technicians followed, also pushing carts. In addition to the food, they carried small document bags containing data sheets.
"Keep the food coming for Lord York!!!"
"Move faster!!"
A red walkway connected the raft to the edge of the pool. The little robots pushed their food carts along it to York, practically feeding him directly.
"Mmm~ This