I had just paid the pizza delivery girl and sent her on her way when 
my boss, Tamari, got back.  He was wearing his sunglasses, a sure sign 
he'd, uh, gotten lucky.  But I couldn't see any girl with him.

As he walked into the room with this ridiculous grin on his face, she 
stepped out from behind him.  And I almost choked.

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Ukyou Kuonji suggests
a Key the Metal Idol fanfiction

A CLOCKWORK LEMON
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Key the Metal Idol is the creation of Hiroaki Sato.  All rights to the 
characters and situations belong to him, Pony Canyon, Shogakukan, and 
Viz Communications.  No infringement is intended, and my apologies if 
I left anyone out, here.
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Good grief...

As an, er... studio photographer... I'm fully aware that there's a 
decent market to be had for Lolita shots.  The girls I've filmed in 
and out of their sailor fukus have generally been in their late teens.  
Hey, if that's what the public wants, Visual & Arts Studio will give 
it to 'em.

But *this* girl... why, she could pass for jailbait in Nagano.  Tamari 
asked her her age, and upon hearing "Seventeen," started muttering 
about how that wouldn't do, we could bump it up to say, eighteen, or 
better yet, nineteen.  I just stared at her, wondering how on earth 
people would believe she was even seventeen.

But I wasn't about to question the boss.  Instead, I offered a slice 
of pizza to the girl.

"No, thank you.  Key does not eat."  Now that she said it, it made 
sense.  She stood barely to my chest, and was so thin, she probably 
could hide behind my tripod, and have room to spare.  Anorexic, I 
supposed.  Still, how could an anorexic have the self-confidence to 
pose for a photo shoot?

"That's right," Tamari grinned as he clapped her on the shoulder.  I 
was almost afraid she'd be knocked down from the force of it, but she 
bent with the impact and righted herself.  "Tokiko here claims that 
she's a robot!"

Once again, I stared at this little girl, while Tamari continued to 
prattle on about the advantages of a robot model.  "She hasn't any 
problems with being away from school or family... she doesn't have 
any!  She doesn't even need an allowance, or so she tells me."  
Meanwhile, I'm trying to tune him out, trying to figure out *how* 
to make this girl attractive.  She was just standing there, unmoving.  
I could see how she did, in fact, look like a robot or a mannequin.

But would anybody find her even remotely desirable?