Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique]

"Hang in there, hang in there, will you?

280,000,000 crd

The amount of digits that I've never seen before. Even with the recent hike in transport prices and the bonus of deliveries to dangerous areas, the profit from a single shipment is roughly around a million. Funding for the purchase of the plum was less than 40 million.

"Eight million for the Wind Crusade... 80 million for the confidentiality bill, including the addition... and 200 million for the handover of the figure. That's settled. Those kids are from the government or the military." I have no intention of prying. "

"" Well, it's a hard decision, Lord Marr. No further prying is very welcome. ""

voice from a comms machine that was instantly returned to Marl's voice. Taro laughs bitterly, "Not really, you know?"

"" I don't think it is necessary to explain or supplement it, but since it is a rule, I will confirm it orally. You never shut up about this whole series of events, and you never admit to any questions. The contract will be executed immediately and confidentially all internal agreements will be unified as transport costs. The penalty for violating it is unspecified, but there will be an expensive assassination mission for you. Can you grasp that? ""

"Ouch. But what about the owner of Iron Hearts who can say no?

"" Hehe, you're an interesting man. Surely there are people there who can refuse...... no, are there alone ""

I said to the unexpected reaction, "Ooh?" and Taro whispering in his ear.

"" A man named Phantom has poked a no once. I'll be good to the Imperial opponent. There would have been a former Imperial soldier aboard the smaller ship over there. You should ask him. All right, let's sign the contract. ""

Each system is released one after the other as communication is cut off.

"" Stargate is up and running. After the jump, you're free. If I may, I hope I never see you again. For each other. ""

Vision dyed blue and starting to blink.

"I totally agree with you!!

Similar sensations when unconscious. The last time I said that, Taro had already moved to a strange space.

"... Well, let's just go home"

Confirming the Stardust, which came late, Taro blurts out of tiredness. From the two of us, a voice of consent was raised.

Welcome to Delta Station.

A plum that docks to the guided pier, the source of a determined announcement. Near the pier, people who have seen the tragedy of Plum send an interesting gaze at what the hell is going on.

"Welcome back, President. But you did it flashy...... even a really good kid will be back dressed a little better."

One of the employees picking me up at the station gate sees the pram with a face that is really frightened.

"I'm glad you're here enough not to ask what happened. There's one or two secrets a man can't tell you."

"Yes, yes, hardboiled hardboiled. I can't say anything from confidentiality, but don't worry. We're all safe, and we're not losing any money."

"Thanks for the sneaky penetration!!

Once the three of them show their faces to the office of the company, the greeting also locks into their room there. In terms of distance, that's the only way back to the point where the real feeling doesn't boil, but for Taro, who can use a jump drive as a co-op, the journey to this point is only less than two days away. The excitement of the battle was still there and I had decided to take a break when I got back to the station. But...

"... you're free"

Due to differences in culture and taste, Taro is all alone watching future comedy shows that don't really know where to laugh. Since most of life is carried out on board, very little objects are placed in apartments rented near offices.

"Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah...

Months have passed since I started living at the station, but I still rarely went out on my own. Sometimes Taro himself has a tenuous personality, but it was huge that he could not determine what was safe or dangerous. Before I knew it, I stepped onto the lane of a high-speed moving car and never once or twice was it a step ahead of me to become a piece of meat.

"You're more or less tasteless, in the station. All the travel isn't even windows. It's a fast moving car, and shopping is dominant all the time. There's too little color."

Thinking of fast moving cars with egg shapes, Taro thinks about the stores Alan and Marr took him to. Because the space and natural plants are luxurious, I can still recall the amazement when I found out that the price of a moment spent in a somewhat open park-like place is just the same as the price of a shop with a spiritual masseuse who relaxes the stiffness of various places.

"If you say park or massage, you'll get a massage. Normally... hey, let's go"

When Taro wakes up his body, he starts illuminating his body with a sterile ultraviolet radiator. After illuminating the time as per the manual, take up to a full shower where the water is forced to stop in five minutes. Speaking of greed, he wanted to grab a hot tub, but water was valuable at the station.

"Hey, okay, uncle, I'm gonna figure this out -... oh, should I make an appointment or something in advance? Do you see google...... oh, do you still use google? Search Search...... and is the neural net falling? I wonder if I could use the system net."

"Yeah, the solar system net is alive. By the way, are you going somewhere?

"Yeah, yeah, a little to the masseur...... yes?

Taro slowly turns to the voice called from behind. Marl and Xiao Mei looking down at Taro with nothing to eat face there.

"I just wanted to talk to you about something, but if you're busy, I'll come back later. I don't mind turning around, by the way, but your coarse--"

"Ah, I can't hear you. I can't hear you!!

Taro putting his hand on his ear while naked. Marl snaps his shoulder and pulls his underwear out of his closet. When she handed Taro her ultra-colored underwear, it would also take her to a large couch placed in the center of the room.

"Why is the underwear storage area cracked, Xiaomei?"

Turn your lower body away and turn only your upper body toward Xiaomei, Taro. Plum tilting her neck at it.

"Unknown, Mr. Taylor. But I understand Miss Marr's intentions. It would be to cover up offensive objects. Specifically, coarse chi -"

"Ah ah!! I knew there was something wrong with the guy who made you!!?

When Taro snorts to look at his underwear, he sits on the spot slightly blushing. I thought I heard Marl's "You're disgusting," but I decided to ignore that.

"Marl, I think you're done with maidens when you're out of shame."

"I agree, but is that me? It's not what you see or what you show."

"It doesn't even make a sound!!... and well, aside from that. What can I do for you? I'm free... Oh, I'll make you some tea."

While wondering why Taro himself is a respectful word, a handful of unsolicited mechanical devices. In other words, pour hot water from the electric pot into a cup for the number of people.

"Oh, it smells good. You drink tea... what a surprise if I say this. I wonder which manufacturer."

Marl narrows his eyes to the scent when he receives a cup of pottery. Xiaomei also looks interesting at the cup she receives and shows her how to smell the scent just like Marl. Taro thought she didn't need any moisture intake at all, but she seemed out of company with just one hand and pathetic.

"The manufacturer seems a little confused. The old man I was shipping to before this... it's not good for an old man or something. The president of the business partner asked me why it was a specialty. Was it Baku Station?

To Taro's words, Marr stops perfectly with his hand holding the cup.

"From Baku... you mean this is a real tea leaf? Not synthetic?

"Ooh, ooh," said Taro with a glaring eye.

"Ha...... well fine. Just be careful out there so they don't think it's a mold, okay? Maybe I'll give you nearly 200 credits a drink."

Taro doing rough calculations in his head, nodding at Marr's point. Because prices are very different from the planet Taro knows, we couldn't make a simple comparison - metals and industrial products are surprisingly cheap - and in general life, one credit is roughly a dollar. In other words, he wondered if it would feel like 100 yen or the equivalent there.

"... oh, hey, a cup of 20,000 yen of tea... when you realize it, that's it. I have no idea what it tastes like. What do you want to talk about, by the way?

"It's a waste of Baku tea leaves because of it... uh, yeah. That money before this. Taylor's trying to figure something out."

"Oh, the example 300 million? I'm thinking of buying a company ship."

I don't know what that is, Taro. Marl gives it a complex look and goes on to say, "But."

"That doesn't mean it's all about company income. How much can we treat as personal income?

Taro waves a wording on Marl's words.

"You don't have a lot of fun where you have more pocket money because your salary as a blah blah blah president seems to be enough to live. When I was on Earth, I was serious enough to pray to God that I just wanted enough money to play and live my whole life, but if the environment changes, people change, too. Is it more fun watching the company grow now?

Taro makes a smile to look away somewhere. I was certain that the word would include some humility, but it was also the untrue authenticity of Taro. In any way, he felt it would bring a strange sense of satisfaction to be able to help people. Marl looking somewhat impressed with such a tarnish.

"Phew...... well, fine. So what are we gonna do? I think there's a lot going on when it comes to ships in one mouth. Another battleship?

Taro showing his thumbs up at Marl's inquiry.

"Ooh. Now I'm thinking of buying a cruiser."

Silence that spreads into a room that is never narrow. It was a marl to open and close his mouth like he said something, but eventually he sighs like he gave up.

"Yes. Well, you must have some idea, so that's fine. I wonder if a cruiser would spend about 200 million... hey Taylor. I have a suggestion for the extra 100 million."

Marl faces Taro with his index finger up. Taro went a little too far and said, "What?" and return calmly.

"Why don't you make a deal out of that? Not just carrying luggage, but actually selling and buying goods. It's more for you than for us. Because of my expertise, I don't think I have a hand in not taking advantage of it."

To Marl's far-fetched rhetoric, Taro leans his neck wondering what the hell it is. Eventually when I think of what she's trying to say, I return a convincing nod.

"I see. A munition."