Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique]

In talks with Lynn that followed, Taran officially promised to forge a military alliance with the EAP. The official signature was still pending, but it should have been based on Bella's and Liza's approval.

That said, as long as the Alpha system was a critical stronghold around here, it was difficult to think of any other possibilities other than joining hands with the EAP, which adopts a relatively peaceful route.

Lynn is also responsible for a large number of people, no matter how many of them are friends with Lynn. It seemed to him that if TRB Union were hostile to the EAP or acted in a hostile manner, it would undoubtedly come under all forms of pressure on Alpha.

Taro thought that would be the right thing to do, except for his personal feelings, and he didn't have a choice. Because even if Taro were in the same position, he would have.

"It's hard to be great..."

Taro grunts with a blush. It's a private room that's never big, and Xiao Mei, who remains a sphere, says to it, "Something? Answer."

"No, I didn't think it was going to be all right. I thought if I got great, I could do whatever I wanted, but actually, I didn't."

"Oh, no, you look as if you've understood the world, Mr. Taylor. It doesn't look good on you."

"Let it go, let it go. Oh, no. Doctor's observation data. The second one came from the EAP."

"Heh, yeah. So you're one step closer to Earth."

From behind Taro, Marl's voice. Marl starts messing with his sleeping little plum body when he puts the terminal he was holding on the floor. Recently, Marl has been watching Xiaomei complain that she may be uncomfortable with her body's movements.

"I hope so. What did the Doctor say?

"Yeah, Mr. Taylor. We're going to focus on analyzing the observation data for a while. If you want a high-performance computer for analysis, additional budget requests are coming"

"Again? Surely you just budgeted for more large scanners this past time, didn't you?

"Affirmative, Miss Marr. But there's nothing more to be done than to be able to distribute through neural nets."

"Wow, is it affecting this place as well? But, well, if we can fix it with money, we should do better."

"Oh, that's a very rigid statement. I'm telling you, we can't afford it right now. Just the money for the survivors and the cost of repairing the ship."

Taro stuffs his voice with Marl's pointers. As a matter of fact, he was not obliged to pay Taro a sightseeing fee for his family, but it was the general perception of the Galactic Empire that it was part of his salary as well - he had decided to pay an excessive amount. That was from a feeling of sin for Taro, and he intended to continue to do so. Nobody seemed willing to blame Taro or anything, except for what I thought myself.

"There it is. Well, be patient for a while. It's not all bad, is it?

"Well. You don't seem to have any problems with human resources because of this. Human Resources was screaming."

"You were also complaining from the Imperial Insurance Union. I thought you were going to take our job."

"Ah, that one. I gave it back to you just kidding. They can't be charging me for a war-state co-op."

"You mean subscribe in advance. We make it compulsory, not just for those who want it, too?

"Hmmm...... no, let's keep it that way. Sure, you'd get better at using insurance in the end, but that doesn't make you feel like we paid our employees?

"Well... you're really starting to get caught up in the security company. I'm not talking about life insurance. I'm not a regular company."

Taro laughs back bitterly, "Ha ha", to Marl's grumpy voice. Indeed, Marr was right, both the structure of the company and what it does now make up the majority of its work as a security related matter. But as for Taro, I still intend to be a transport company, and I thought this was more of a new form of transportation company. Taro's company was never the only one that actually showed these trends.

"Well, speed carriers are working hard for me when it comes to transportation. So far, it looks like Liza herself isn't planning on aligning the armed ships."

"That's right. It's not like we can operate a battleship overnight, and most importantly, we're going to have a fight over here. I'm sure Liza knows better around here."

"It must be a message of trust in Rising Sun and that we will continue to do well, from Miss Liza. Given the size of the speed carrier, it's not surprising to have a larger fleet"

"I see. I didn't really care, but you know what... he's the one who told the rumors. It's from Liza."

Taro takes the terminal out of his pocket when he checks the letter of the external reception displayed on the BISHOP. If you were yourself a long time ago, you'd be quite surprised. When you somehow do the direct operation of the terminal by the EEG, you set the output on the screen provided on the wall.

"" Good day, Mr. Taylor. Mar. Xiaomei. I thought you were in the station. You were in the boat. Though I haven't heard from you about your departure?

Liza with a smile, shown on the screen. Taro waves back at it, thinking he seems in a good mood for something.

"Hi Liza. I'm still going to be over here for a while. A little bit of plum maintenance. What did you do better than that? Something wrong?

To the voice of Taro, Liza shakes her head like hell. When she smiles softly, she holds her chest with her hands.

"" I knew I was right to work with you, Mr. Taylor. That was the first encounter, but it must have been fate, too. ""

Taro feels a little drawn to Liza, who says so with her moist eyes. Marl must have felt like crap, too, coming ear to ear, "Be careful," Taro said.

"It's also an honor or something. Looks like you're in a great mood, but is something wrong with you?

To Taro's voice, Liza shows how surprised she is. When she starts messing with the terminal like she remembered something, eventually a line of numbers appears on the screen.

"What is this? Ichi, Ju...... 3.4 billion? Speed carrier budget or something?

To the voice of Taro, Liza shaking her head.

"" It's a surplus of money pooled into TRB Union. You didn't check. As promised, 41% is your share. ""

To Liza's point, the two of them make eyes point. I guess Marr eventually figured out where that money came from. "Ah!!" Raise your voice.

"Customs revenues!! of new routes!!

"Tariff...... uh, right. I thought you were talking about getting 10%. That's what you get for forehead!!

"That would be so, Mr. Taylor. Even in the case of transactions by the EAP itself, the tariff percentage on this one creates an obligation to pay. Considering the money you used to prepare for the war, wouldn't that be a natural amount?

"" Yeah, and that's not all. We're going to keep trading, so we're going to keep earning unless we find another beneficial route. ""

Taro strokes his chest that he apparently doesn't have to worry about the budget when he returns a missing response between "yep" and that.

"" Though this amount will settle a little more in the future, as it will be due to explosive consumption in the early days of the war. Still, it's a lot of money to keep on earning. ""

Liza with a happy, lukewarm look. Taro whines to some other HR, "I'm sorry about that," but I realize that there is one person with a similar look right next door.

"About 1.5 billion... I don't know what to do... I don't have time to go through all the budget requests for each department. We'll go for a hundred million just for our own personal gain... I don't know what to do."

This one looks happy, too, Marl. "You don't like money that much," Taro muttered in a somewhat frightened mood, beginning to think about its use himself.