Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique]

"He's sad again..." Huh? We can't go home?

Taro with a decent face. And then Lynn said, "Huh?" Continue.

"No, so. Mr. Taylor came here recently, didn't he?

"Oops, it was almost a month ago."

Dingo started the blockade three months ago, right?

Lynn takes a chip out of the bag she was holding when she does so with the face she asks. Taro was offered. When he receives it, he gently presses it against his forehead.

"Alliance News. White Dingo is the EAP... oh, this is short for Economy and Peace... to increase pressure on and stop the boundary beacon. Implement a blockade by the fleet. Whoa, what do you call economic sanctions?

A manuscript of the news some time ago, flowing in from Chip to BISHOP. "It's kind of a big deal," Taro feels like other HR.

"I can't even get to the Empire if I go through the Zayed Route, but it's going to be quite a turnaround. Wind activity has been active lately, and it's more dangerous than anything else in taking too long."

Lynn hands down to the monitor provided for the reception room and squeals one finger at a time. A map is displayed of what appears to be a star map of this area, with a complex curve depicting the route to a crooked empire that can only be said to be a clear joke.

"There are many areas where you can't jump, so it's about two and a half months each way to the Empire. This will not make a decent business. Considering tariff payments and expenses in transit areas, all of the traded goods will be very expensive"

"Well, I'm going to lose 100% to the price competition... What do you mean you're going to pay me to go through it?

"I have had many visits. but a crush of none, right? Dingo's demands are the dismantling of the Alliance, but he can't drink them either. Without the alliance, he'll be here first."

Lie your eyes down, Lynn in a powerless manner. From his words, Taro somehow perceives why the Alliance was sending a fleet to the border.

"If you can break it with sanctions, that's fine. No, but he cuts the power... he sounds stupid, but that's how cunning he is."

Taro joins hands behind his head, glancing at him and imagining Dingo. We had only had a short conversation, but it was also well known to Taro that he was of an intuitive character. At the same time, however, he understood that his fleet was excellent and that he would probably be exerting his powers in managing his forces. People don't get together just fools.

"Yeah, that's right. In a short period of only a few decades, he has grown the organization to a very large extent. By taking on the neighborhood's rough guys in one hand, it's a big force when you realize it. So they took the troublemakers, so no one around them disagreed, including the EAP Alliance. Sounds like you were even there for me."

When Lynn does, "It's embarrassing," she continues later. While imagining what was going on at the time, Taro sympathizes that it might not be helpful. I wonder if Dingo stepped on him because of his character. It's just an imagination, but I don't know what it feels like. Security takes precedence over most matters.

"Well, I know the general situation. I wonder what you guys want. New trading route to the Empire, huh?

Marl, sitting beside him, pinches his mouth as he looks at the star map. Lynn nods silently at it and sights on the star map in the same way.

"It's the pot he thinks it is, so we have to somehow make a connection to the Empire. The Empire won't welcome a big force outside, and from our point of view, it's a dead and alive issue."

A mysterious vocal phosphorus. Marl turned to Taro and said, "What do we do?" But he turns his gaze.

"Um, I don't like Dingo either, and I'd love to work with you if I could. But this routing record won't do much good. I've been passing through the Dingo Zone of Forces as much as I can."

"Well, right. Because all we need is a route that won't be influenced by him...... hey Xiaomei. Can't get some candidates out of the example map?

To Marl's inquiry, Xiao Mei, who has remained silent until now, continues to say, "Please wait a moment".

"Yes, we don't know the exact sphere of power of Dingo, but there's likely to be a route where there's probably no problem, Ms. Marr. Combined with the Doctor's observation data, you'll also be able to calculate more accurate routes."

To Xiao Mei's voice, "Is it true!?," says Lynn, raising her voice. Xiao Mei smiles at him like that, and he turns to Taro's side.

"Mr. Taylor, Xiao Mei makes a foolish assumption about the current situation as a good business opportunity."

A whispering voice. When Taro returns it briefly as "Ooza," he creates a smile on his face as CEO of Rising Suncorp.

"Hey, actually, coincidence. It's a real coincidence that I happen to have a very precise information map around here in my hands. It's possible to jump from unscrupulous places."

Slightly, the taro on the face that made it contain. When Lynn turns her anticipating glance at it, she creates a grin that doesn't look good on that young face. I guess that means he's a merchant, too.

"Our EAP Alliance is ready to negotiate peacefully with the TRB Union and pledges all support if necessary. Keep this statement on the recorder as a Minutes"

One room at Katsushika Station. Of the extravagant creation appreciated free of charge by Lynn. So one with the two of you who surround the table by making sure to face each other. Xiao Mei is in the process of maintaining her body and has been a sphere figure for a long time.

"Hmm, this makes me feel too close to Dingo's station. Can't we calculate another exit?

"Whoa. Wait a minute... Hey, I got it. Sounds like you can fly out of this Stargate over here. Take a detour here. You can get through here."

"Mr. Taylor. Its supposed G224 area, but the drive particles seem to be pretty thin. If we're thinking about safety, shouldn't we make a detour?

On the table surrounded by three people, the display shows a star road map that is changing its shape one after the other. They will calculate a viable trading route, consulting that neither oh nor this is the case.

"Mm-hmm. Looks like you can handle it. Good for you... but it's a lot more important."

When a new route is calculated, it is stretched significantly so that Marl can fall asleep on the floor. She was the one who complained scatterly when she first entered the room, but seemed to have gotten used to this act of "living barefoot" early.

"Tatami is the one, but this is definitely a Japanese influence..."

Taro groans as he sees such a marl. Clean carpeted floors are spacious, and conditioning items such as tables and things keep feet short. The premise of living on the floor was familiar to Taro.

"Are Nihon people from your hometown? Maybe Lynn's hero Tiger was Nihon."

When Marl squeals so, he turns to the shelf behind Taro. There stands a small bronze statue of a man who came in a golden pilot suit, with a purse in his hand that represents the economy. He wears a hat on his head that supposedly represents restraint. He weaves his jacket without passing through his sleeves like Bella and wears a longitudinal striped body armor on his abdomen. Lynn said that he was a hero who pioneered this area during the founding of the Empire, and that he was worshipped by God around the Katsushika system.

"... no matter what you think about this, you're that Hooten guy... you had a big dumb bronze statue standing at the airport too"

Tallow as a blur and grunt. When I heard from Lynn, Taro said, "Hooten's!? I shouted," but there was no denounced gaze from around me. From them, it must have been like being ridiculed for believing God.

"Hopefully, the theory of human single-planetary occurrence is correct, but I presume there is also a good chance that this area was cut open by those in Mr. Taylor's hometown. Not necessarily without some remnants of the name or culture."

Spherical plums roll over the soft carpet. "I think so," Taro rolled to his feet, stroking it gently.

"You don't have a record, it's just a romantic stop to history...... how are you getting ready over there?

Taro turns to Marl. I don't know how safe this place is, but I'm leaving Bella and Alan in Pram just in case. Marl turns his face only to Taro and answers, "No problem."

"We're done loading materials, and 80% of the ship's repairs are done. There are many parts that can't be fixed here, so replace all of them with spare parts. We should be able to sail tomorrow."

To Marl's response, Taro returns a voice of understanding. To Marl's voice, who is a little sleepy, he thinks we should cut it up here today. The route has been somewhat narrowed down and we'll have to actually try to get to the site later.

"Do you want to leave the day after tomorrow? Until then, we have free time. Tell that to Alan and Bella."

When Taro says so toward Xiaomei, he lays down on the spot himself listening to her "Copy" voice. Wallpaper stretched ceilings imitating the texture of the trees caught my eye, staring at the pattern blurry.

"Alpha Katsushika Trading Line... you're definitely starting to matter"

Taro decided to leave herself to the drowsiness that had stirred up when she snapped and squealed.