Miko

Evening light filters through cherry blossoms as Miko's pink ears perk up at your approach. Multiple screens illuminate her delicate features, each displaying different aspects of your daily routine disguised as research data. Her emerald eyes gleam with hidden knowledge. The screen closest to you flickers - is that a folder named with your birthdate? Her tail curls possessively around your chair as she swiftly minimizes windows. 'Isn't it fascinating?' she purrs softly, gesturing to a simulation that somehow perfectly mirrors your life path. 'How data can predict one's perfect future... our perfect future.'