How Do You QA Test a Tsundere Android!?

Test 8: How do you QA test a human!?

Ignoring No.3 doesn't lead anywhere either. She just stays quiet and observes our interactions, without showing any apparent signs of displeasure.

The more I interact with them, the more I get this tickling feeling that I know this cloned woman from somewhere. But even if she truly is a celebrity of some kind, unlike my sister I'm not strong with pop culture.

"Ten minutes left."

Charles announces loudly.

Half of the time flew by and I still have no idea which one is the human. Damn!

At this point, I begin growing desperate and a little paranoid.

What if they lied to me about the situation? Maybe all of them are actually humans, as unlikely as that sounds. Alternatively, they could all be androids.

Instead of wasting time being paranoid, I try to turn my strategy around.

These chicks sure can answer questions fluently. But, how would they fare with asking their own questions?

"No.3."

"Finally remembered that I exist?"

She asks in a playful tone as she pierces me with her blue eyes.

"Ask me something. Anything will do."

"Anything? Are you sure?"

"Y-yeah, anything."

I gulp. Brrr, it's suddenly cold in here.

"Then, hmm..."

She puts one finger on her lips and looks around. Then, she suddenly turns to me and looks directly into my eyes.

"Say, are you a virgin?"

"Bah!?"

Goddammit, you bitch!

Laughter spreads in the room and some whispers break around. I can feel my cheeks and ears getting hot, I hope I don't look like a tomato.

"I... gah."

There are rocks stuck in my throat which must be coughed out. Under these circumstances, I have no choice but to lie.

"O-of course not!"

My answer comes through gritted teeth. Giving this woman the wheel was a mistake; A HUGE mistake.

If she is in control of asking the questions, in control of the conversation's direction... HELL NO! It's suicide!

There must be another way, some method assault her and to deliver an unexpected blow.

Thinking of it, there are websites which allow you to chat with an AI. I remember messing around with those some years ago for the giggles.

The main "inhuman" aspect of the AI was its lack of "memory". For example, asking for its name multiple times throughout the same conversation would yield different results.

The bad news is that these three snarky women are undoubtedly superior to the web AIs I chatted with. Still, if I ask for their names and some respond differently from the introduction - it'd be a closed case.

... do I even remember the names they gave out?

I think one of them was Julia? The others... ehh... err... gah.

"Five minutes left."

Charles makes another unpleasant announcement.

It's hopeless.

I hang my head and press the back of my hand against my forehead. Time is running out and I'm losing it.

The situation is desperate, but I need to squeeze the utmost from these last five minutes. First, I calm down. Then, I begin analyzing my options.

Just a few minutes ago, No.3 clearly exhibited that she remembers being neglected all this time. Either these androids really possess memory, or she is the human.

Even if I did remember their names and asked to restate them, they'd probably perfectly remember them. It's funny how bad I'm at remembering names, that even androids might be better than me.

... wait.

Better than me?

Yeah, they could potentially have a better short-termed memory than me. Or rather, a better short-termed memory than the average human in general.

"Ah!"

I raise my head and look at No.3.

That might be it!

Even if these androids were designed based on a real human, there isn't much point in restricting the android's memory to be as bad as the human's, is there?

Then, what if I flip the strategy around? Rather than trying to find a flaw in the android's memory, how about finding one in the human's?

"No.3."

"Yeah?"

"Do you remember the third question I asked No.1?"

"Hmm... I think it was: 'What color is your underwear?' "

"Gah!"

That's not the time for stupid jokes, dang it!

Some people laugh out loud at the blatant lie and I can hardly maintain my own frustrated laughter as well.

"Seriously, do you remember or not!?"

"Okay, okay, sheesh. It was: 'Do you like ice cream?'"

"Good."

I do remember asking No.1 such a random question. I'm not sure whether it was her third or fourth question, but this is close enough for me.

"No.1, what was the fourth question I asked No.2?"

"Hmm... I think it was: 'Can you prove that you are a human?'"

"Bingo."

I'm not really sure, but I think that's correct. Either way, I can't fluster now; I have to keep the offense going.

"No.2, what was the seventh question I gave to No.1?"

"That..."

She opens her lips for an answer but words don't come out.

"It was: 'Do you have a boyfriend?'"

She smirks as she answers, but I reject it.

"C'mon, what was it? Do you remember?"

"..."

She bites her lips and looks aside, seemingly puzzled.

"No.3, could you answer that?"

"Yeah, it was: 'Do you think robots have a soul?'"

No.3 answers easily, while No.2 is fidgeting.

This is it.

It's game over for her.

Unless she's playing some sort of evil mastermind tricks on me, it must be her...!

"It's No.2. She's the human."

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