Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique]

Tailang sits in a chair and gives a groan in his own room in Plum II long after it was transformed into a workplace. A number of chips are arranged on the desk, and the monitor has the contents of the chips read. In other words, the instruction content of Katsushika Defense School, referred to by Taro as the school, was displayed.

"Hey, Taylor. Why don't you take a break? You haven't noticed, but you've been awake for half an hour."

Taro looks back in horror at the voice he calls from behind him. He'll be congested. When he rubs his eyes, he receives coffee from Marr.

"Oh, thanks. Yeah, 'cause I'll be coming together in a little while to get to the good part of Kiri."

The fragrance of bitter but not very coffee pouring into your mouth. When Taro decides to interrupt the work and enter the break, he leaves his desk and throws himself a sledge on the sofa for two.

"Don't push it too hard. There's no substitute for you at the moment."

Next to Taro, Marl makes tea. Taro looks sideways at her relenting defenselessly and exhales that it's something that doesn't know what's going to happen in the world.

I bought this couch because I wanted to have a pretty girl sit next to me one day, but I didn't think it would happen. Marl is undoubtedly beautiful to look at without a glance, and I didn't think we'd get along this far.

"That's enough. I know the limits are too tight, but I really need to do this early."

"Yes. Sure, we'll have to do the foundation part early, but can we leave that area to Alan or Phantom?

"No, no, this isn't quite right either. Both Alan and Phantom are former Imperial soldiers, aren't they? After all, ship operations and doctrine (policies and basic principles) are imperially compliant. It's really inefficient, assuming it's operated by fewer ships."

The Empire's Doctrine is based on saturation attacks by the Great Fleet and firepower projections through a thorough division of labor and specialization. That presupposes that a large number of ships can be operated and is not suitable for SMEs in general.

The difference manifests itself in various parts, from the type of battleship operated to the equipment to be mounted. The Empire focuses on frontal attack specialists - like Thunderbolts, for example - but the civilian population must use omnidirectional response ships. It's impossible for the civilian population to build a wall of ships that won't allow the enemy to turn back.

"Hmm... I'm not sure about the operation or anything like that, but I guess if you say so. But I'm surprised. You were good at teaching people things."

"No, no, I don't think I've experienced it at all. I'm just going to pass on my policy and knowledge to Phantom, and he's going to ask me to actually educate him."

Taro had an overridden and diverse range of military knowledge in his head, but taking advantage of it is very different from teaching others. It took the form of leaving it to Phantom, an expert in terms of mentoring others, who intended only to carry out outlines and the transfer of detailed knowledge.

Now that Phantom has decided to join the company and the construction of various facilities has begun, only a summary of the instructional content is left as a must.

Taro defeats deals and winds. And besides sending the presidential work, I have been doing a little summary of the instructional content when I find free time. That has taken shape for the most part, and I feel it's handy.

But the amount of knowledge was too great, and the time to confront it was limited.

"I don't know what happens later if the basics come together... blah, blah, blah, blah. You're in too much of a hurry. This is a plan that I'll spend years doing."

"I can't believe you always came up with that... but school. It's called a group learning facility, right? I've never been there, but I'm sure it'll be fun."

"Oh, Marl, you didn't go to school?

"I mean communication education, but I don't actually study face-to-face. I mean, I guess few people have that experience. We have to get to a far station with facilities, and it's inefficient."

"Oh, is that what this one is like? But I think it's important to be social and collaborative, right?

"I don't deny it, but it's not something you can't learn unless you're there."

"Well, hey. But I'd like to teach those things in this school as an important element... you know, too many people in the empire are cold, right? You don't have half the distance to other people, or you have a thin connection to people."

"Really? That's normal for me, so I'm a little confused."

When Marl says so and flaunts his shoulder, he takes out his mobile device and starts operating something.

"Oh, Mr. Phantom? You got a different face than before...... a little tough?

Phantom bust up, shown on the terminal. Personal information about him is displayed around, but the number was extremely small.

"Just in case, he's going to change his face. Cyborgs are handy like that... but what do you think? Are you sure you can trust me?

Marl peeks at Taro's face with an unexpected look. And "I don't know," Taro said.

"But if we're going to be hostile, I don't think they're going to kill all of us. He's like a hunter who picks the right guy, and I think the basics are good people."

He was the bounty hunter when he let him see his face again as he joined the company. In other words, I have revealed that I am a bounty hunter. Speaking of hunters, the Gon-led Cats will be on it, and Taro didn't think there was anything else wrong. It is a relatively common profession in the Empire, and it has a great effect on curbing crime.

There was a point about whether the other person was really a criminal as a Hunter problem, but both Cats and Phantom seemed to choose only the person who was clear on that point. But bad companies sometimes put sweepstakes on innocent but intrusive opponents, and that didn't mean otherwise prohibited acts. Dr. Aljimov is a good example.

And even if you know it's a criminal act, there are as many hunters out there trying to do it. If you receive money and escape to a distant system, that's it. The Empire has no police and has no interest other than the Empire's own interests.

"From the results theory, yes... well fine. I played a part in making a translator, and I want to be able to say that it didn't have to go to waste."

"Haha, that was really helpful then. Whatever the software is, it's hard."

"I suddenly wanted to create a translator in a maniacal language, so I thought something. I just want to say thank you to the Machinas... hey, Taylor. Is that language, after all?

"Probably. In fact, even when I was making translation software, I was able to convert most words into imperial standard words. Probably, but I think it's Japanese or a language close to it. The English grades were allergic, so that's the only language I know."

When she heard her words at the electrician who stopped by to repair the terminal, Taro unconsciously responded to her. Consciously listening to the words did not make any sense, but Taro did feel unspeakable discomfort.

And Taro intuitively guessed that was due to language overrides. Of course, when I first heard about it, it was to the extent that it was not zero as a possibility, but in doing the translation work, it turned to certainty. Xiaomei said the translation was impossible without being a language user, but because it was possible with wonder. If so, there is only one reason.

"In time, I hope you'll let me know more about that area. I hear you're from a planet that's already been relocated, but I think you'll have a good clue."

According to Phantom's story, her homeland had been completely made further by the hands of the Empire. It seems that that planet, originally in remote areas, did not resist the raids of the Wynd and became entirely considered their star. Imagine the appearance of a massive amount of wine sweeping across the surface, and perhaps the Imperial disposition will not be done either.

"Hey, Taylor. Well, maybe... no, nothing."

Marl, who strays from his gaze and tends to lean over. Taro understood what she was trying to say, but dared not return the words. I didn't even want to think that the planet that got further down might be Earth.

"Oh, Taylor, it's from Xiao Mei. They said they got the results. Alex Silverman is elected mayor. I don't know, as expected."

Marl tilts the terminal and shows a line of names and numbers to Taro. Taro nods when he takes a serious look at it, certainly as expected.

"Were you a former board member of an established company from a long time ago? It's like a company rooted in cuttlefish, and it's so popular. Do you want to go say hello?"

In the Katsushika system, Taro had decided on a bill that would determine its management agent by election vote. This was also the hope of Tailang, where the idea of democracy was still deeply rooted, but also for more realistic reasons. Taronda can't stay at the station and do the errands, and no one is capable of trying to do so. Companies are too small for the size of the system.

"Operating expenses are our money, and we need to figure out exactly who they are... and yet, it's funny how you decide to represent them in a popular vote. I'm a little nervous, but it's a good thing we decide for ourselves."

When they get up, they walk out toward the ship's exit. Taro started to think about the future Katsushika's whereabouts when he was good at answering to Marr, "I say elections," he said.