Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"Ah! Again...... I forgot how to do it because I haven't done it in thousands of years..."

You stepped on the bomb again in the screen, deprexa, with disappointing items. Apparently, her bomb removal technology isn't very expensive.

The Julians, who watched him, doubted his eyes unexpectedly.... of course, it's not about the bomb removal not being successful. Julia and Dahlia didn't know why there was a deprexa here.

As a result, Julia asked Deprexa when she decided to.

"Um... what are they doing? Dear Deprexa,"

Although Julia casually inquired, at this time she seemed to regret her remarks only a little.... I was wondering if there was a way to develop the story based on how the game was played.

But I'm glad she didn't have to tell you right away.

Gaga, gaga, gaga!!

Because the speed at which the bomb was processed using the mouse was beyond our understanding and it was not an exaggeration to describe it as "drilling". Exactly how fast the different dimensions are. It was a difficult momentum to understand. Note that it is not the tiles in the screen that are being drilled, but the pattern on the desk with the mouse on it.

This mind-ooper, by the way. Cortex is a reproduction of what's in the modern world, but when it comes to situations that depend on luck, except for clicks in a true-state state at the start of the game, it steps on a 100% bomb (...) or (...) and (...) and (...) and (...) specifications. It seems to be the result of being careful not to let the sailors get too hooked on Mince-Oper.

Well, aside from that. Asked by Julia, Deprexa, when she stopped that hand with her sigh, turned to Julia and started responding.

"You are certain... of the personnel of this ship..."

"Yes, I'm Julia, and this is my assistant, Dahlia. Good morning, Dear Deprexa."

"Good Morning"

"Good morning. Excuse me, was there a voice? Because I've lived alone for a long time, when I get distracted, I get to talk to myself."

"No, never mind. Because this wasn't enough to bother me either. By the way... were you doing a mince-oper?

"Yep. I wanted to talk to Yuki and give it a try..."

"I was haunted, too, for a time. Has Master Deprexa done this before?

"Though it was so long ago that I can't remember when I did it before."

and a deprexa that puts your thoughts around past events. Was it because Julia and the others couldn't respond immediately to her words like that because it was a story about Deprexa's age that she didn't know was thousands of years old?

By the way, the terminals in this room can be used by anyone on the crew, so Yuki and Eve occasionally use them as well. Note that in Eve's case, he's not coming to play games, but seems to be using spreadsheet software to calculate cafeteria revenues and expenses. According to that calculation, the cafeteria itself has a black balance...

But according to her calculations, that black deficit also seemed to be coming to an end. While the currency circulating through the building spilled out to the outside, it did not come in at all from the outside, so the trend towards deflation was slowly beginning to emerge as prices dropped and the value of the currency increased. If there is a pool of sufficient funds on board, Bank of Ulia (?) is where bonds and bank certificates are issued to keep the currency value on board constant, but due to the inability to make money, the pool is extremely small, not talking about bonds... As it is now, it seems that there was no other way to follow the path of deflation.

What happens if the deflation continues on the ship…. The increase in the value of the currency will lead to an increase in wealth polarisation, delaying the financial cycle on board and preventing the exchange of decent currency. When that happens, the cafeteria is essentially State-owned and (?), food must be distributed and move to communism. Still, if we continue to leave nothing unattended without taking action, we should only ever have the funds at our disposal to the bottom and not even be able to buy condiments from villages and towns.

Bank of Ulia Pickup (?), such as the collapse of the economic system, was not entirely acceptable. She wanted to maintain the current capitalist rule that if she worked hard, she could earn only what she worked hard for and use her wealth freely. If that system fails, it will be harder to get a sweet treat that can be described as one of the few entertainments on board…. It was no longer anything but a dead and alive issue.

Therefore, when she was ready, she cut out toward Deprexa.

"Um, Master Deprexa? I'd like to talk to you about something, would you mind?

"Yes? Are you talking about Mince-Oper?

"No, a little bit quite different. As a matter of fact, the food situation on board was quite pressing, and we wanted to discuss the replenishment we had asked you about before..."

Deprexa heard the word, unlike what the Julians imagined--

"Yeah, you don't mind? I was just wondering when to cut it out, too."

—— and nodded with a soft grin.

Then, they discuss it in a chat, but don't go into the details... Looks like we decided to have a good discussion of the place again.

As a result, what Deprexa has proposed as a meeting place seems to have been a place that the Julians would not imagine.