Akane didn't really return Ichinose's amusement, but to be fair, she was quick and answered on time. It's not a bad start.

The Wi-Fi DNS address wasn't public, and what was even worse, considering she was dealing with a computer in a cognitive space. That meant uncertainty and human speculation getting in the way of her usual dabbling, and that meant less distance. She needed more access.

Or maybe she should keep things primitive to be safe.

Don't need your phone's microphone.

But I am more comfy on PC so sure.

She instead wiretapped all devices the phone was connected to the port that she had found through the phone's system files, switching between augmented tabs hovering in her space as her fingers fiddled with the keys.

There was already code in progress, huh?

Wear your headphones. You should be able to talk to me properly through them.

And sure enough, there was a lingering green dot at the corner of her phone's screen, signalling the status of her call.