Sugawara Koushi

The package was delivered early on a Wednesday morning, in the middle of summer. The box was huge and heavy, fitted with metal edging. It doesn't look like a high-tech android transport container, but instead something a band would use to haul their equipment around in. It wasn't even printed with the company's logo: androids were a sensitive topic: they weren't banned in any fashion, but they were expensive and it was easier to ship them covertly.

The delivery man knocked loudly. Unfortunately, he couldn't just leave this here, somebody would have to answer and sign for it. After there was no immediate answer, he knocked again. He wasn't about to leave right away and have to haul the case all the way back down the steps.