Heena blinked at the screen, tilting her head like a confused, helpless patient. "Oh, is that okay? Or should I need to sign a physical document anywhere?"
"Oh, absolutely not!" the lion beamed, practically vibrating with capitalist joy. "Physical signatures are so outdated! You just need to say 'yes' when it asks if you want to transfer your money. That will be more than enough."
"Oh, okay," Heena murmured, looking at the glowing interface with a vacant, compliant smile. "Thank you. I will do it."
The System eagerly pushed the blue screen closer to her face. A bright, laser-like grid swept over Heena's eyes, scanning her identity.
A sterile, robotic voice—entirely different from the System's current cartoonish tone—chimed loudly in the quiet bedroom:
