Galactic Union Japan

ISS - International Space Station. A space station developed by the United States, Russia, Japan, Canada and the European Space Agency, the crystal of human wisdom.

This space station, which consists of a large number of consolidated modules, is distinguished in modular compartments consisting largely of the "US side" and the "Russian side" due to differences in its manufacturing countries, funds and safety standards. The Japanese module "Kibo" will be on both sides of the US.

JAXA - Aerospace Exploration Agency - Astronaut, Tabe Shoku (Mamoru) was docking the HTV-Space Station replenisher "Toritori".

The robotic arm grabs the HTV that stops relative to the relative speed of the station. It then fits and docks the jock of the beer as if it were turning... it also looks like a dull task.

Actually, HTV doesn't have the function of automatic docking. This is because the common coupling mechanism of the ISS is not designed to withstand automatic docking, and we have to take such a method.

"All right, courier, docking done. Enough."

When Tanabe tells him so with an inch, the other crew opens the pressure relief hatch and enters the loading operation of the supplies.

Even when it comes to crews, the number of ISS passengers is six, so the rest are two Americans, two Russians and one Canadian. Tanabe also goes to the HTV pressure compartment to help with loading operations.

"Hey Mammol, is this the eye-catching product of Japan this time?

An American crew, captain Daryl Connor throws a box of supplies to Pong and Tanabe.

"You were Udon before, what this time?

Russian female crew Tatiana Xelyova peeks into the box with an exciting face.

"Tashawise, Sushi, is the captain ramen?

Tanabe sees the crew react as work proceeds

"I don't have a problem with tonkatsu."

John Hagar, an American and black crew, makes a grip and answers with pleasure.

HTV supplements are provided with a "bonus meal" for mental health management of the Japanese crew. Regardless, this is reserved for everyone on the crew and behaved like an ISS crew member.

Japanese space food in particular is extremely popular with crews because of its flavour, quality and ideas, and is considered one of the pleasures in ISS.

"This time, I'm so excited. Osilco for Koube Beef Skiyaki."

Tanabe reveals the contents with a Doya face.

"OH! He said it was Koube Beef! Oh, my God!

Jon rejoices in his odd voice.

"This guy is amazing, today the ISS is going to be Japanese-Lyotai"

Daryl also becomes a hockey face. Daryl, in fact, goes by as an unmatched Japanese food lover, and since he was impressed by the meat dishes he had previously eaten when he traveled to Japan, he can't stop referring to his own country, U.S. beef, as "the soles of his shoes".

"By the way, what's that oscilco?

Ask Tatiana for the name of the Japanese food she can't hear

"Osilco is a Japanese sweet, sweet, round rice cake in a sweet-boiled sauce."

"Halasho. Nice, I love rice cake. You say odango, right? I've eaten before."

"Hey Mamor! Isn't it time to do a space class or something? Andrei called."

Brian Wibley, a Canadian male crew, gnaws his face out of the coupling and improvises Tanabe.

"Huh? Is that already the time? All right, Captain, I'll take care of the rest."

"Whoa, come on. I'll eat your beef, too."

"If you do that, I'll send you all the spam on your next scheduled flight."

Tanabe heads to Daryl and points his finger at him and pokes him with a tung. And then John...

Captain, when that happens, Mamor and I will form a rebel army.

Jump jokes laughing gahaha.

"I'll let John ride me, too."

and Tatiana also follows.

Tanabe heads to "Kibo," a Japanese module, after such silly stories between astronauts. Then Andrei Pushkin, a Russian male crew, was snobbing to make teaching materials for space classes at best.

In the next hour, Tanabe will be a teacher for Japanese children on the air, and he will be teaching space classes. Andrei is his assistant.

"Oh, Mamor, we're almost done here."

"I'm sorry, Andrei, but I'm gonna get ready for the camera... that? You don't have a camera fixer."

"Hmm? I thought you brought it, didn't I?

"I don't."

"That's crazy...... oh, did you forget to put it over there?

Andrei hits his hand as I recall.

"Wait a minute, I'll get it"

"Hurry up."

Andrei left "Kibo" towards another mod like a fish.

In the meantime, Tanabe glances at a question email sent by Japanese children.

"What do you look like from home?

'What happens if we make a cuckoo punch?

"Uh, you were sticking a sheet for this chavon ball question..."

Tanabe turns a blind eye to a plastic sheet hung by Kibo.

"What do you look like from home?

Hmm all the time, Tanabe looks at the clock

(If it's this time of year, you can see the moon from there)

Finding the right window and peeking in, the moon was beautifully nestled like it had just come out of the ridge of the earth.

Take out the single-lens reflex digital camera, focus on the moon shown in the window, and aim for the best shot.

………………

Tanabe felt dizzy when she saw the moon. The moon looks distorted.... twitch your eyes a couple of times and pinch between your eyebrows. Then I turn my gaze back into the room and look around.

Nothing in particular...... I'll look at the moon through the window again.

The distortion was getting worse. The distortion then becomes whirlpoorly distorted as if pinching and screwing the picture from the back.

"Ku, the space is distorted!!

Tanabe doubted his own eyes. I shouted at the incense as I gazed at the window.

"Captain! Oh, my God! the moon through the window...... Wow!

The moment I shouted so, the flash of an oversized flash cooked sparkled in the current of Tanabe.

At that moment, the shock of Dawn strikes the entire ISS.

in a gravity-free space in the station, as experimental equipment, personal effects, dishes and space food were pummeled in the water.

Scatter.

The crew screamed during the station.

Captain Daryl, who managed to step on this shock, said, "Guys! Are you all right!" he turned to swim the mod with the crew screaming.

"Tasha!" he said, scabbing, "Dar! ♪ And Tasha returns ♪

"John!" "Yesser!

"Brian!" "It's okay!

"Andrei!" "No problem!

"Mamor!" "... so, it's okay!

Daryl, who thought something was wrong with Tanabe's reply, hurried to "Kibo".

"Mamor! What's up! You fucked him somewhere!

"Yes, no, it's okay, Captain."

Trying to trigger Tanabe's body, which is curling her eyes for a while,

"Well, more than that, Captain, look out... look out!

"What? Outside?

Daryl attached to the moon's visible window pointing to Tanabe's fingers and looked out.

"hey... what... is that..."

The sight Daryl saw was like rocking his knowledge from the ground up, thinking he'd learned all about common sense in space.

That object, which appears to be covered in the moon scenery, was a supermassive object, apparently artificial, of a size far beyond the common sense of human science.

"Captain! Any particular anomalies on the station..."

As Brian's words whisper when he comes to report the damage to the station,

"Brian! Tell everyone to bring their usual shooting equipment here! Mobile games with equipped cameras, smartphones and cameras, for fuck's sake! Hurry up!"

"Wow, me too..."

Tanabe stands up and tries to return to duty.

"Mamor, don't push it, just rest a little longer. But...... what the hell is going on here? I was screaming in the incense earlier, are you talking about this?

Tanabe nodded cocklessly, telling Darryl that when he tried to shoot the moon with a digital camera, the space turned gnarly, flashing and at that moment an unidentified object appeared.

Doing so, Brian came with the usual shooting equipment that was in the ISS.

And as soon as Darryl peeks into the window he was peeking at, Brian petrifies into that awesome sight.

"Brian, hey, Brian!

Brian returns to me and turns to Darryl.

"Use all those cameras and shoot that big fat ass anyway, it's all in the video. I'm going to report the situation to the ground."

"Ri, roger."

"Oh, I'll help you too..."

Bring back the digital glance that Tanabe had earlier.

"Hey, Mamor."

"It's okay now, Captain."

When Tanabe confirms he's back on his feet, Daryl hurries to the module where the communications facility is located.

"ISS-Alpha, come in, what happened! Alpha, come in!

Alpha is the code name of the ISS. From the moment it happened, Kennedy Space Center had been trying to recover communications.

It is also natural. The conditions of the ISS are constantly monitored at the ground control centre. That's when all of a sudden the alert marks lit brilliantly on all the features. Moreover, an unusual object of unknown identity can be identified on the radar near it. The control center was in quite a hurry.

This is Alpha, Kennedy Space Center, Daryl Connor.

All ground base staff voiced relief at the finally connected communications.

At the same time as the communication is restored, the video in the ISS is also restored. But Daryl's face on that screen was immediately understandable that it was not unusual.

Gripping the microphone, center director Rick Parson took one deep breath.

And a short word.

"Daryl, what the hell happened?

'Rick... something incredible is happening. Well... look at this.'

Daryl switched to an external monitor camera. And that "incredible thing" was shown as a big big monitor in the control center.

At that moment, the entire control center wobbled. Everyone at the center glanced at the large monitor as if looking at a giant standing in front of him. The expression was pocan as if all officials had also become dementia patients.

And Daryl's voice only communication goes in.

'Rick, just report this to the President as soon as possible, and to the rest of the world. You'll know the world even if you want to, but it's better early anyway'

JAXA - NASA Tsukuba Space Center.

Here, too, this anomaly had already been communicated and the centre had become noisy like poking a hive.

The information on this anomaly conveyed by the Tanabe pilots had reached the extreme of confusion in the centre.

This information was immediately reported to the government, regardless. but the problem is that we are not sure whether the government will set up a "crisis management response headquarters" in this situation.

Earthquakes, typhoons and attacks from other countries are quick to talk about, but when even the unprecedented word such as the flying of an unidentified giant artificial object came through, there was no response at all to what to do.

Moreover, it has not been possible to grasp whether the situation information is only information and a definitive fact. And even if it can be established that it is true, if it is, it is a matter for humanity as a whole, that is, a matter of the size of the United Nations.

Naturally, it includes concerted international action, and if the artificial object engages in hostilities, the issue of the right to collective self-defence also arises, and if it becomes like an SF film once featuring US Independence Day, we must also consider working with those who are considered "virtual enemies" in Japan on territorial issues.

This is the only problem that will erupt if you just think about it, Pa, but there were stories before that, and the country once said in its 162nd Congressional Senate General Affairs Committee, in its reply, "How will the government respond if the UFOs fly in?", "I don't know what's going on like that. Therefore, we do not have any countermeasures available", so there is no manual as a matter of fact.

Well, this can't be nonexistent to the government. No one thought that such a day would come in any country today, no, hundreds of years from now.

This was similar in every country, not just Japan.

The word "unexpected" is the word used in times like these.

"Hey, you, what the hell is wrong with you?

A man who kicked a seven-three-minute split into rectangular silveredge glasses, like a Nazi executive or an unpleasant Soviet Communist executive, suddenly noticed himself inside the place, opened the conference room door and called one of the staff members to rush off to visit.

The man, Shiraki.

Shiraki had come here to Tsukuba Space Center for a scheduled meeting of ministers from the Ministry of Science and Technology who would come to visit Tsukuba from India a week later.

"Ah, ahhh... Shh, sorry, I'm in a hurry. Ask the others!

Stopped by Shiraki, the staff ran away when they said so.

"What?

"Shiraki, what is it?

One of the MEXT staff asks Shiraki.

Shiraki had been bought his language skills and had been seconded by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs as an interpreter for the Ministry of Education, Culture and Culture staff and as a diplomatic negotiating staff… it was ostensibly, in fact, seconded to intelligence the trends of the Indian Ministry of Science.

India is a nuclear possessor. They also possess ballistic missiles. If such a missile-holding country were to come to visit Tsukuba's control center, it would naturally be natural to doubt what was going on there.

India is a pro-Day friendly country, but it is, this is this. That's politics.

It is politics that cannot pepper a nuclear ballistic possessor who wants to tour space technology for peaceful purposes as it is. This is all the more so if, besides, Pakistan, a virtual enemy in a neighbouring country, also becomes a nuclear possessor.

Shiraki was exploring trends in India under the guise of Hira officials from the Asia Ocean State Bureau.

Shiraki looks to the left and right of the hallway and observes, questioning the noise in the premises.

Then the sound of the smartphone. The sound was something that made me want to dance in Indian dance, and I accidentally shook my head to the left and right. It was the sound of a smartphone on the staff of the Indian Ministry of Science.

When the Indian staff answered the phone, they began to speak in Hindi somehow. Even when it comes to meetings, it is a place for diplomatic negotiations. Indians may say that almost all their citizens speak English, but Hindi is also used as an official language. But Japanese and others who understand Hindi don't. That is all the more true for officials of the Ministry of Education, Culture and Culture and for Hillah officials of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. In other words, he spoke in Hindi with dignity because he knew it. I'm takin 'on a tack that you won't understand when we talk about something important.

But Hira Foreign Ministry officials are tentative figures, international intelligence officers, and for Shiraki, who has the divine vocation of memory, he has gained so much experience with Hindi and so on.

I watched the Hindi dictionary with one hand and the Indian movie with subtitles five times.

But this was Shiragically quite a struggle.

Of that Indian movie, dancing all over anything in Indian pop, the main character decided and Beard Dharma. Shiraki was about to become an abandoned man after five times watching films of an incomprehensible performance (Shiraki Criterion) by Beard Dharma, Android and Fellows all dancing around in that tempo of Indian pop, until Android, who used SFX a lot, was the main character's film.

Shiraki is a man with 100 percent memory, so remembering that for a while he was attacked by the feeling of falling into PTSD. It is easy to understand every Indian phone conversation because it is so much Hindi... but there is a chance that a beard Dharma flashback will happen...

the Indian began the conversation with a mild expression at first

"Yes...... yeah, that's fine. Huh? No, I'm not sure what you mean..."

Indian staff face suddenly becomes full of surprises

"Huh? No way... yes... yes... no!... is that possible!

It suddenly makes me feel stronger.

"Unbelievable...... China too?... Yep, even Tsukuba seems pretty confused. Yes, you're right. You'll see how it goes, maybe it will... Yeah, I'll be right back."

Shiraki didn't miss this conversation. And the Indians hung up.

"Mr. Shiraki"

The Indians immediately spoke to Shiraki in English.

"I'm sorry. The minister was suddenly ill and had to return to the embassy immediately."

"Huh!? That's tough! This curry bastard is suddenly sick."

Shiraki openly surprises him with his acting while he says his disgust in his heart.

"Yes, I apologize for being so sudden..."

The Indian staff speaks frightened as they wipe the sweat.

"Then let me get the car ready right away… hey you, get the car right away. You can use the guy I've been on."

"Okay."

Shiraki's men greet Shiraki with their gaze and rush out.

That is followed by the Indian staff leaving in a courtesy chase.

As the other Shiraki's men continued to try to leave, Shiraki grabbed his men's collar and pulled back, whispering in his ear.

"Monitor the beard curry well, even in the car."

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Slap your men on the back and tell them to go.

He's some kind of weird investigator. "Your will." Thank you. The First International Intelligence Officer's office seems to be infected with Shiraki's freak temperament, and all intelligence officers are acting as if they are organizing something wrong. Therefore, unlike other intra-Ministry of Foreign Affairs organisations, the staff of the Office of the First International Intelligence Officer was alive... apart from good or bad...

Shiraki put his hands behind him and reached under his nose to drop him off until the Indian staff disappeared across the hallway.

Then he went back to the conference room and confirmed from the conference room window that the Indians were leaving in the car, dislodged and ran towards the control room of the Tsukuba Control Center.

Because I intuitively decided that if I went there, I would know something to sort out and analyze the situation I had been in. Moreover, it was seen as a matter of considerable international importance.

Cosmic distraction? In light of what's going on here, is it an ISS relationship? China? Why did China... collide with a Chinese Hebo spaceship? No, attack? No way. That won't be there.

I ran with that in mind.

Then I found out about the woman's face and called it off.

"Ah, Takimoto!!

"Huh? Shiraki!?

"Ha, ha... nice to meet someone I know..."

The face was ISS "Kibo" flight operator Ayako Takimoto.

She was a woman I once knew when I was called as a special lecturer in Russian conversation by the Space Aeronautics Research and Development Organization for work related to ISS operations.

Anyway, Shiraki has a wide face in language relations, pulling from any ministry or organization, and in that relationship.

Twelve languages still speak natively and are available for installation from time to time.

"Why is Shiraki here?

"Ha, ha, see, example of India's..."

"Oh, Minister of Science, of the tour..."

"Oh no... uh, more than that, what? Is something wrong with this noise?

"Ah... um..."

Show the same reaction as the staff you just called off. but...

"Ah, it's faster for you to see it than to explain it with your mouth! Come here!

"Huh? Huh?... Oh, come on"

Takimoto pulls Shiraki's hand to the pull control center with Gui.

And enter the control center. No, Takimoto put Shiraki in front of the monitor.

"Look at that one," he says, pointing to a large monitor.

"Huh?... what? This... a special photo or something?

"That's not true... it's real footage..."

Shiraki moves forward, trying to get close to the big monitor.

Other staff members, although they knew Takimoto, were no longer in a situation where Shiraki was an outsider or anything like that.

"Ha... ha?

Shiraki looks at Takimoto's face as he vomits these unwhitewood words.

"I don't really want to use this expression... it's an alien spacecraft... and NASA is certified... because JAXA doesn't have a dodgy hobby, by the way"

A sight not in the sea of memory of Shiraki's godly Savan brain. Regardless, watch this video consciously.

Shiraki's brain is now in the process of installing the details of the sight of this video.

……………………

Shiraki was utterly speechless.

When Shiraki is often frozen, one of the JAXA staff asks Takimoto in a whisper.

"Mr. Takimoto, what about that one?

"That's Shiraki from the famous Foreign Ministry."

"Oh, that's better..."

Put your arms together and nod "ho".

"Show me something. If you have bad paperwork, clean it up, because that guy, he'll remember everything he sees like a scanner. From the paperwork, to what font you used, to the number of cutlets that fell on the paperwork."

The staff returns to organise the paperwork without hesitation, with the face of "rush". If they saw anything, they would have had a muzzle.

Shiraki hung up his suit chest pockets after a lot of freezing, took out his smartphone, and called.

"... Oh, it's Shiraki. Are you the manager?... Yeah, I was in manners mode until just now because I was in a meeting with the Indians, and I'm sorry... yeah, it's already tough, it's havoc..."

Shiraki walks through the edge of the control room talking on his smartphone and leaves the room.

Takimoto followed suit. Shiraki doesn't seem to care.

"... Yes, I saw Takimoto and he showed me everything. Honestly, I don't know what to say... chip, really... yeah, okay, I'll ask... yes, I'll be back as soon as I get it. Bye."

Shiraki hung up the phone all the time, the moment he tried to say to Takimoto, who was listening behind him, "That Takimoto..."

"Yes, you have this."

And, doka, they handed me a much heavier paperback.

Shiraki meets gently, laughing at Ni.

"I also tried to give it to the people in the Ministry of Arts and Sciences earlier, and I think I haven't gone to the Prime Minister's residence yet for compiled data or anything because I would have chosen to take it with me, like, 'Here it is, this is the Ministry of Internal Affairs, this is the Ministry of Economy, Trade and Industry, and this is the Ministry of Defense when people arrive'.

Because it contains videos, audio data, and reports that Mr. Tanabe just sent me. "

Takimoto also gave Shiraki other DVD discs and cases containing SD cards.

"If they say," JAXA covered up the data, "like Imperial Power, it's not a hoard, so take it all."

"Thankful."

Takimoto giggles and nods back, but not behind his eyes.

The same goes for the Ministry of Arts and Culture, which sticks to the verticality of the ministry throughout this period, but the inability to move did not make her eyes laugh because she did not know which organization the hell to rely on for these matters. This is the sadness of an independent administrative corporation. Even though your country is on the back, because it is a "corporation," there is no political difference with the companies and companies that basically go there.

Besides, your bureau is decidedly vulnerable to 'unprecedented circumstances'. It goes without saying that this situation is' incomprehensible 'before there is no precedent.

And what a sad story because the best space agency in Japan is a "corporation" that has to have cost and money accounts. If JAXA is gone, there is no organization in Japan that studies the universe in earnest...

Shiraki takes the luggage entrusted to him by Takimoto and heads to the parking lot for a small run.

And with all the ideas, the neurons of Shiraki's brain connect with the story of the topic 'Plate Asteroids', which came up when he swallowed Kashiwaki. And I said, "Is that it? Could that have been it?" and so on and think while walking.

(Chip, if that's the case, what the guys who were seeing the girls say... wouldn't that be a big win)

and so on, spilling stupidity in my head, while I head to the parking lot.

And we got to the parking lot.

I notice with Hatha.

(Oh, my car, I lent it to the Indians...)

I feel a little sorry for myself for returning the way I came for a small run and heading to the center.

A man with the brains of God, a human hard drive, a human scanner, a little ranked up these days, and even said to be a human SSD, forgets about the car he lent to the Indians.

Takimoto, who was about to drop off Shiraki's departure at the front door, looked suspicious, looking at Shiraki coming back at the right turn.

And Shiraki said something.

"Takimoto... why don't you lend me your car?

……………………………………………………………………

The ISS orbits the Earth at an altitude of about 270 Km to 400 Km from the ground at a speed of about 7.7 Km per second. In the meantime, because of the relatively multidirectional observations that could be made, the shape, size and surface structure of that object have been known.

It should be noted that large unidentified objects were found to be orthohexagonal and were to be referred to as "Gigahexa (a giant hexagon)" as a common code name between the ISS and the Kennedy Space Center.

The area of Gigahexa was thought to consist of a two-layer structure of objects from about 200 to 300 meters in diagonal length and about 10 kilometers in height, and it was speculated that they would rotate independently.

The surface structure, as far as the telescope could tell, was a clean mirrored structure, yet something like a thin slit was stretched endlessly like a wiring, and along that slit it could be ascertained that something like light ran like a sparkle and flash. And lighting or windows? Such glowing objects can also be confirmed.

And there seems to be something like paint or marking, but it's too small to see what the details are.

The propulsion agency tried to find something, but couldn't confirm what it looked like. At least we don't seem to be using anything like an injectable engine used by mankind.

But it's big anyway.

Gigahexa was perfectly stationary perpendicular to the satellite orbit on the Pacific, slowly rotating the underlying structure.

Whenever the ISS circles the Earth and confirms the appearance of Gigahexa from the ridge of the Earth, the ISS crew realizes that Colle is not a dream.

Gigahexa doesn't do anything in particular since then, but stays still. From that shock situation, it seemed as if it had been many days, although it had been several hours.

Perhaps even on the ground, it's about time national citizens were informed, Rick's story says the press is killing him to let him talk to the ISS, but as a security restriction, he's shutting it all out.

I don't even know what the press is doing. Anyway, the only person who can confirm that right now is the ISS crew.

Apparently, China hastily rolled up plans to fire the next manned rocket to try to get into action immediately confirming this, but it failed brilliantly to do so and the astronauts blew up in the sky.

China, of course, seemed to have intended to impose full press regulations on the case, but it was impossible to do so in this era of the Internet age, and they posted about the case on the video posting site and found out.

"I wonder what you wanted, the Chinese ones"

Brian talks while eating Koube Beef's Skiyaki.

The customer doesn't seem to be doing anything for the moment, so I decided to finish my meal for now.

I was thankful to open up from all sorts of gotagotas and take a breather for now, albeit creepy silence. This is all the more so because its tongue is filled with the taste of koube beef.

Well, we can't actually do anything from here, so now it's the reality that we only have to do surveillance and data retrieval.

"Isn't that you? They're unrestrained, so I thought you were going to get close to your customers on that borough spaceship and wave it with your hands, too, Nihao?

A dry laugh occurs on John's unthinkable joke. It's better if it just laughed. China could really do it. Because that's the basis for laughter.

"Well, whatever John's stupid joke is, I don't think this situation will last long. You have to think about getting out of here."

Daryl finishes eating Skiyaki and pounds his tongue drum on Osilco.

"I would love to have more of this experience (ISS) if I could… something I can rarely do"

"Oh, I don't know what to say in this situation, but it's about astronaut profit"

Tatiana and Andrei say. The two are after-dinner coffee.

"What if this place is attacked?

I hear that, Daryl. That's where Tanabe breaks in.

"If you're going to attack, you're going to be doing it, because from what they're saying, this ISS is like a bamboo worker's toy."

"Well sure, I actually agree with Mamor. If they're hostile, it's a delicious space station circling the globe like this, cleaning first with a beam or something."

The dinner party ends with such a conversation. The crew returns to their positions and begins work… but when it comes to doing it for the moment, it is only about continuing to transmit photographic and reporting data to the ground.

The Ground Control Center, to be honest, wanted to issue an escape order for the crew even immediately. Rick repeatedly examined the White House for it, but now they're the only ones who can monitor Gigahexa in front of him. An order came to keep you waiting until it was critical. The same was true of Russia and Canada. In fact, the same request came from Japan. In the case of Japan, it is not an "order" but a "request". I mean "can't you please" and not "do it". But with Japan's unique rhetoric, the point is, "Please."

The word "order" can sometimes be the word "policy" and "recommendation".

"Orders" involve "responsibility," so that people who do not want to take responsibility say this in irresponsible rhetoric. Suppose you say, "Because of what you said!" Be responsible, "he said," I didn't give orders just because I said 'policy'. "" I just made a request, "so it's up to him to decide, so yeah." Therefore, when a person in that hand in Japan uses the word "order", it is limited to the case where instructions can be given unilaterally in a situation where there is absolutely no responsibility, or when a situation where full responsibility is perfected… Indeed, when they say so, there is no place in Japan today where responsibility can be taken for this situation.

When that "request" came, Daryl said, "Mamor, you go home. If you can go home, you should. So tell them what's happening now," he said. But Tanabe, explaining that rhetoric unique to Japanese politicians and bureaucrats, was laughed at by everyone, and John made fun of him for saying, "Maybe I'll take a hundred years to master Japanese". But either way, Tanabe didn't want to go home. He loves the crew here.

Tatiana was monitoring Gigahexa on an outboard monitor. Tatiana magnifies the camera with maximum telemetry and observes Gigahexa. And on hand, he was sketching Gigahexa with a pen on paper.

Indeed, it is a beautiful spaceship if you look closely. As sparkling and flashing ran all over the hull, Tatiana had even begun to feel the beauty from her initial surprise.

There's no such thing as a gitty structure that's often found in SF movies. There is no such thing as a triangular spaceship appearing in the "galaxy far back in the day" as a plastic model's parts rounded out.

The hull, in one way or another, had a "universe, there's the last frontier" straight beauty of the twenty-fourth century.

With that in mind, Tatiana was annoyed when she expanded the monitor even further.

"Captain! Captain!

Tatiana's golden cuts, similar to screams, echo the station.

"What's up!

Other than Darryl, the crew has been in Tatiana's possession about something.

"Look at this!

Tatiana points to some of the enlarged monitors.

There, from Gigahexa, there was a sight of something being ejected in large quantities.

If you look closely, a hexagonal object, as if it were a child of Gigahexa, is ejected from the top surface of Gigahexa.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

John screams in black rhetoric.

"Tasha! You are transferring this footage immediately to the ground! Me and Mamor report to the ground! Others, monitor that strange object and flush its behavior into the station, you got it! Hurry up, MOVE! MOVE! MOVE!"

However, that small object moved unusually fast.

It diffuses into Earth's orbit as if it were to encircle the Earth, entering the atmosphere.

Inside, without penetrating, it had stopped relative to the artificial satellites surrounding it in the Earth's satellite orbit, causing some light similar to that of the laser.

"Is that an attack? I also thought," There was no particular explosion, and nothing happened.

But one of them could now be confirmed to be suddenly approaching the ISS. It's like the movement isn't from space. Yes, it is the "UFO" itself, once expressed in SF.

Gravity, inertia and other movements that I ignored as if they were desperate to follow with my eyes.

And while I was looking, one of them reaches the ISS.

I was watching it. Andrei screams.

"Wow!

"Andrei!

Brian rushed. but I was thrilled to see the sight.

From that object, something like a fan-shaped laser was being bathed by Andrei.

Moreover, the rays are exposed through the walls of the station.

To such a strange sight, Brian swallowed his saliva.

"Don't come, Brian!

Andrei was in that light as he circled and stood still. But that irradiation will soon be over, and I will choose Brian as my next target.

"Wow, wow!

Brian avoiding that irradiation backwards. But he ended up with that irradiation too...... but it was still an instant and immediately targeted the next crew to continue irradiating in the same way.

And finally, the object is targeted in Kibo, where Tanabe is located.

And I irradiated Tanabe with light.

"Goddamn it!... damn it!

Everyone else jumped into Kibo to help Tanabe.

Tanabe continues to be exposed to the irradiation.

"Captain!"

Tanabe screams.

"Mamor! Calm down! Don't move badly!

Somehow, only against Tanabe, the rays continued to illuminate with care, as if they had found a goal.

And when fifteen minutes had passed, which seemed like eternity, the object stopped irradiating and flew away somewhere as the bees flew to the next flower.

"Mamor! Are you okay!

Darryl and his crew jumped to Tanabe with pale faces.

"Anywhere hurt? Don't you feel bad? You didn't burn him?

Tatiana knocks down Tanabe's body with half a cry.

... Hi Tatiana seems to be concerned about Tanabe. The desperation is unusual.

Tanabe, who had felt thin for a long time, became convinced by this behavior.

"Ta... Tasha, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine"

and pounding Tatiana's shoulder.

When I found out Tanabe was safe, I said, "Ahhh!" I cried out and hugged Tanabe. So, I found out. The other crews, half-laughing, raise their hands to the side and appease them for now.

Regardless, everyone said, "Why was Mamor the only one so obstinately illuminating the light?" Take the question for granted, but not now. It is safe and adequate for now.

Andrei saw an outboard monitor that could be sidelined with a chill after confirming such a "fortunate in misfortune" sight with a relieved look. And I tried to look back... "Huh?" He just turned around and hit the monitor.

"Ki, Captain, Gigahexa!!

There, Gigahexa was about to wake up a hull that was ever perpendicular to the Earth and expose its bottom to the Earth in such a position that it would become horizontal.

It doesn't suit that giant, and its behavior is surprisingly fast.

As I looked at it, I showed the panorama of its orthohexagonal shape to the earth in various ways.

And it was accelerating its direction of travel toward Earth as if it were trying to snag at it.

"No way, are you going down to earth!?

That speed was fast and I was about to come into contact with the atmosphere as I saw it...... but strangely there has been no aerodynamic heating phenomenon when entering the atmosphere.

Once all those objects have entered the atmosphere, there should be unusual aerodynamic compression, normally considered, and more heating phenomena than you would imagine.

If you look closely, Gigahexa forms something like a ring of light to tie each vertex of the hexagonal hull and descends as you slowly double invert the upper and lower structures

... as if it were some kind of primary stone to be sucked into the earth...

As such, the crews had forgotten the horrors they had just experienced.

Tatiana's sobbing swollen face also until earlier. Now I was seen as that gigahexa.

Yes, they could just keep looking at that ship...