A fleet of mercenaries arrived late after that, but left to make sure that the Star Thief had already been defeated. We'll do the same, so there's nothing weird about it. This kind of thing wins fast.
I see. Did you get caught in the asteroid belt and forcefully ejected from the hyper-optical state?
That's right, but that's not the case. I didn't make a mistake. The map of the system in this system still lacks precision. "
Mimi is being fooled by her brother, an operator at Scratch Owls. I've listened as much as I could. She seemed happy to be able to talk to a young girl over there. But I won't do it. Mimi is mine.
Tina, how's the retrieval coming along?
"It's a bumpy place." As you said, the quality of the parts is somewhat good. The maintenance is rattled. "
"No matter how good the equipment, if it is not well maintained, it will have its original performance..."
The strength of the laser cannon is that it can shoot without worrying about ammo, but it's not maintenance-free.
The problem is that if you don't bother buying the high-quality equipment, the demand will be subtle in the first place.
That's it.
I wholeheartedly agree with Elma. It was true that the galaxy's gear was slightly better. Compared to other Star Thieves in other systems, it was in a better state of repair. However, it is not of sufficient quality for a mercenary to come to this system for work, and for Explorers it is no different from the equipment they use.
And it's useless for a civilian transport ship that comes to Torres to trade. Well, it's nothing to go home empty, and the quality of the maintenance is good anyway, so can I go home as a junk product? It is about the size of a product.
I wonder if you'll buy it.
You can take care of it and take it to a place where it's likely to sell expensively.
Brothers can think of things everywhere. In the meantime, we'll polish the gear in front of the junk. This time, you don't have to build a ship, do you?
"Oh, not this time." There's no demand for ships. "
Any ship with short-haul transportation would be welcome, but a chimera built from the wreckage of a Starfleet ship is not likely to sell without a special environment like this. Just carrying the luggage would be fine, but it seems that incorporating a formal advanced firearms control system or subsystem into such a ship is very laborious, or even if it is forced, it is reliable. At its core, it is too lethal as a battleship or an Explorer if an error occurs and the weapon is disabled, the subsystem is not working, or something like that. That's why it's up to us to use the Chimera ship as a bargaining dealer.
So there is no such thing as a rushing merchant in this Kensan system. Not only do the Explorers we helped this time, but the merchants are well guarded, and the merchants themselves are heavily armed merchant fleets. Except for traders, mercenaries, and Explorers, there are basically servicemen and servicemen in this system. There was zero demand for a rush of Chimera ships.
All right, we're almost done.
“Yes, call me when you're done.”
I finished communicating with Tina and the others and looked at the sub-pilot seat right next door. Kugi, who was sitting on the sub-pilot, seemed to be doing something like meditation with his eyes closed. It doesn't seem like she's sleeping, but the beast's ears on her head are twitching and moving. Hmm, if you move like that, you're going to stretch out your hand. But what is this? I wonder if it's her image training or something.
And, when I was looking at Kugi's mimi, which was twitching and moving, the mimi and his eyes met over his head. At some point, it seems that the conversation with the operator's brother over there was over. It seems that Mimi is also worried about Kugi's ears... but somehow, her mischief is boiling.
I gently drew my face closer to Kugi's head so as not to be distracted by the signs, and gently breathed into the moving beast's ears.
”Hyaaangh!?”
Kugi raised a scream he had never heard before and shook his head. You tickled me so much, I gulped my breath-blown ears with my hand and turned to face me with a bright red face.
"Me, my lord...?"
"No, it's kind of cute to be moving, and I'm sorry for the prank..."
Me too! I want to foo!
"No, no! I'm sensitive, my ears are sensitive!"
Kugi felt reluctant towards the impending mistletoe, but firmly held it back. If my ears were no good, my tail would...... and when I tried to reach out, it ran away at a pretty sharp speed. I thought you were totally on the lookout for Mimi, but you're going to be super responsive.
"And my tail...! No, my dear..."
"No, no. I'm sorry. I'm not trying to force you to do anything.
I apologized to Kugi, who gave me his tail while holding Mimi down. I didn't think it was going to take that much courage or a decision. I'm sorry I tried to touch you casually.
Somehow, your ears and tail are sensitive.
"I, I'm getting mad... well, yes." It's a little sensitive, or if you're touched unexpectedly, you're shivering and shivering. "
"Let me touch it one day. It seemed to feel very good and I was curious."
"Me too."
"I-If you want, next time I have time..."
It seems that they will let me touch it next time. We did it. They're supposed to touch you, too, but do you know what you're doing? At that time, I was told I couldn't do it, but I was prepared not to get depressed.
Well... I'll send them to Dawntress when I'm done collecting them.
After-sales service of that magnitude would be fine. Besides, if Tina and the others are successful in retrieving the data storage, it may be a good idea to have May analyze it first, without redeploying.
We may have some useful information on their raid points, rendezvous points, and home coordinates. That way, I could hunt down Star Thieves more efficiently than I could do fishing.
Got it!
Yes, my lord.
There was no sign of a subsequent Space Bandit coming, and I just had to wait. It would be profitable if you could come and eat a little more buns, but it's not going well.