Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique]

"Looking for Chicu? A hereditary planet? Okay, that's a fun joke. So, what about the truth?

Taro arrived safely at the station where this delivery will take place. At the sprinkled bar inside the station, the call sign C111 occurs as Alan raises his brown hair. Alan, who is in good shape, is one taller head than Taro, and I think Taro looks like an adult and a child from elsewhere sitting side by side at the counter like this.

"No, he said it was true. I'm just doing my job to earn money from roadblocks, and fate is what I'm looking for."

Taro while holding his ass in an unfamiliar luxury chair. Alan continues, "Hey, don't hide it, Admiral," as he stirs up his strong alcohol.

"Looking for something on an armed military ship in black metal - there's no way it's going to get through. The contents of your luck are inside, and most importantly, it was the wind I knew how to fight you. Army covert ops or something?

"If you look like a soldier, you should wear glasses, Alan. I have knowledge, but I'm really just a normal person."

"Yeah... well, I can't even tell you. Hey, Admiral, let me have one, too. Trying to make it work, huh? Alan the Convenience House is famous for this station."

As soon as you drink up all the alcohol you had in your hand, Alan orders an extra from the display. Taro, bewildered by the taste of the liquor he has not been able to drink, does it with a little chill on his side. As for Taro, I saw his skill as a pilot in the previous battle - he had shot down three wines on a small frigate ship - and I thought it would help a lot if he were to join the Corp. But it doesn't mean that Marl can easily allow it more than he did and nailed me.

"A convenience store is what you call that anything store? Even if I say convenient, what can I do?

Taro observes Alan as if he were worth it. He said to Taro, "Oh, you're here?" Alan grins with a niggling grin in such a way.

"To a convenience store." What can you do? "That's an incomplete question, Admiral. Basically anything. I'll do anything as far as I can if you tell me to. That's the convenience store."

To Alan's reply as if it were a mystery, Taro tilting his neck wondering if that was the answer. Alan stares at Taro's face with those blue eyes and continues, "What kind of ignorance do you have?"

"If you have a convenience store, it's a popular profession. Are you a direct elite in military school? Well, it'll be quicker if you look at it than you can explain."

With that said, Alan takes the chip out of the badge he was wearing on his chest. Taro found out it was a pulse chip, so when he received it, he strained it to his forehead.

"... I see. That's what I'm saying."

Sent from Chip is Alan's, so to speak, like a resume. What skills do you possess and what work have you done so far? They are conjoined as a list. The job description was diverse and it seemed impossible to read everything.

"Ship manoeuvring. maintenance. Is there anything from collecting information to cooking for cleaning? It sure feels like a store for everything...... I'd rather hear the other way around that this happens, but after eight years of doing all this work, why bother with us?

Alan laughs niggardly at Taro's question and answers, "You smell it".

"The smell of money is puffy, from the Admiral. I'm not gonna ask you for details, but you're trying to be big. I can see that."

Taro responds vaguely to Alan's words, "Oh well..." because he's not otherwise wrong. Looking for information on a lost planet doesn't matter what you think.

"Hehe, I knew it was what I thought. Nothing. I'm not asking you to put me in the co-op right now, and I don't mind just turning the job around as an outsource. If you look at the number of people on the list, you'll see, but it can take up to five people to work. There's only one ship."

"Rikai" and Taro in Alan's description. He goes on to say to it, "I want you to let me hear it for your information".

"If there are five of you and you have money there, why don't you make it a co-op? All kinds of favors are going to work."

To Taro's question, "You mean start your own?," said Alan.

"If you can do that, you won't have a hard time, Admiral. How much do you think it's gonna cost to get started? I don't know if I've ever tried, but it's kind of hard."

"Well..." said Taro to Alan's troublesome reaction. He has some bad feelings because he had a lot of money in his hands without any effort.

"By the way, are there any women among those five?

To Taro's question, Alan flaunts his shoulder.

"Unfortunately, they're all bastards. How about that... Admiral. Could it be you... a virgin?

Vikri and Shivering Taro. Alan looks at Taro like that and he looks at Taro in the ear.

"Don't worry, brother. Me, too. By the way, are you or are you not interested in the wax behind the porn holograph?

Taro decided to hire Alan.

"Dunga, dunga!

"Dudungadun!"

Oddly enough, Taro and Alan glimpse into Marr.

"Dunga?"

"Dudunga?"

The two of them turn their faces to the suspicious Marl and remain still in a strange fit.

"Oh, my God, that's disgusting... who is it?"

Distasteful rounded marl. Taro remembers that she had only heard voices about Alan.

"Dunger"

"Dudundunger"

When the two men sit low in posture, they fill the distance between the twitch and the marl.

"Uh, what. Hey, I'm scared."

To Marl, who frowns, the two of them stop moving again. Taro looked at Alan and said, "Dunga?" When it emits, Alan returns "Dunga".

"What the hell..."

Marl in a way that doesn't make sense. Taro and Alan said again, "Dunga?" When he emits, he turns his anticipation to Marr. After a roundabout, Marl opens his mouth.

"... duh... dunga?

With a slightly shy look, Marl's gaze like asking Taro and the others.

"Yeahhhhhh!!

"Heh heh heh!!

To Marl's voice, two men who decide to high touch.

"Miss Marr. A high concentration of alcohol has been detected from Mr. Taylor's breath. As they've been saying for a long time, I was wondering if it's okay to leave the drunk alone."

Hotels in the station. In that one room, Xiao Mei emits toward Mar, the room owner with a fed up expression. "You can tell by the smell," Marl replies, adding a kick to Taro, more or less.

"Ha... I'm not telling you not to drink, but I'm not impressed with you going into the room on your own, Taylor. You're gonna unlock it unconsciously in your case, so seriously, you're gonna get caught someday, right?

Make sure you look down at Taro, who can keep your groin down, Marr. When she takes something sheet-shaped out of her own pochette, she sticks a petty stick to Taro's neck.

"Drunker sheets. Uh, sheets that make the liver produce acetaldehyde degrading enzymes. If you don't want to get hungover, put it on until tomorrow... By the way, I'd appreciate it if you could introduce me. President."

Taro quickly takes his right-hand seat in his gaze as if to see garbage. He explains Alan with a head he's been waking up a lot.

"Convenience store... I see that might be a good idea. There will be limits to what I or you look into."

Unexpectedly, Taro claps. Maybe more convenient than I thought is a trusted profession, he makes changes to his brain profession rankings. "Say hello from now on," Alan said to Marr and Xiaomei with Taro on his ass like that.

"Yeah, nice to meet you, Mr. Alan. By the way, do you have any military experience?"

Two people float question marks on Xiao Mei's words. Alan said, "What are you talking about?" and lean his neck.

"No, you don't have to worry about it, Mr. Alan. However, no matter how much damage was caused by the bullet, I was really impressed that I found the well painted military armor plate to be that."

Taro takes a lot of breath in Xiaomei's words. Moving his gaze toward Alan, he looked like a bump on his cheek.

"Whoa, that was dodgy... oh, I did serve there once. It only lasted a year because of the cramping. You're not tampering with history, are you? I'm fine. I've been removed, and rather the government's instructions have erased the service record itself."

"Write-offs aren't just a thing. What did you do?"

"Mm-hmm. That's no big deal. I just hacked into the military network. I was confident, but hey, you got caught brilliantly."

With that said, Alan makes a laugh. When Taro and Marl look at each other, they communicate their intentions with their eyes, "Is it okay?"

"Don't worry about it. I hacked it to expose my boss's misconduct, so I had to remove it as an extenuating circumstance. Think about it. Normally, if you hack into a military data bank, it's a summary death sentence without a trial, right?

Taro couldn't make a decision because of his total ignorance of the imperial government's taste, but he decides from the look on Marr's convinced face that he looks okay.

"Well, I've never failed in my work. It's my embarrassing past. It helps if you forget. Can you tell me a little more about your course of action than that? I don't know. I only heard you were looking for something."

Taro glanced at Marl and Xiaomei and took confirmation, in some blurred form, but began to tell the full story of the purpose.

"I see, a habitable unknown planet... that's a bunch of crap, but if it did happen, it would be huge. A mountain of treasure."

Arm up, serious look Alan. Marl opens his mouth there.

"Honestly, I'm worried about what to do. I need information for now, so I'm headed to Anderstation."

"No. Delta Station would be better off if we were heading there. They are both of the same size, but Andrea has a government facility and a population, and Delta has an economy. The amount of information is too overwhelmingly different. Unless you have business with the government."

To Alan's information, launch BISHOP to view the map Taro.

"Hmm, is the Delta Station... here? Twenty-four jumps from the current location. It's far away."

"Yeah, but you can use a long jump to the Delta Station, Mr. Taylor. Depending on whether you prioritize time or price, you can go in essentially six jumps."

"Is that it? It's like a highway... Uh-huh, just wondering if this should be a priority for time"

When Taro says so, he quickly begins calculating the expenses involved in moving around.

"So, well, keep it up, Admiral. We're all alone. Let's talk about moving to Delta."

Right hand offered by Alan.

Taro smiled back when he took it.