I Woke Up Piloting the Strongest Starship, so I Became a Space Mercenary

I woke up with a call.

He gets knocked up with a hustling electronic sound, and he's still going to sleep. He manages to suppress the brain miso protesting that he doesn't have enough sleep, and he grabs the source of the electronic sound by hand.

"Ugh."

He scratches open his heavy eyelid and groans inadvertently when he sees the name displayed on the source of the electronic sound. I want to ignore it, but if I ignore it, I'm afraid of later... so I pushed the call button.

"Good morning - what are you dressed as?"

A glowing blonde red-eyed beauty still appears in the dim room, and the greeting blames me for getting up and out there. Glowing she is not something of a Divine Spirit. This room is equipped with a device for projecting holograms, and she is only in two-way communication through that device, including thick armor and space, and footage from where she separated thick armor once more.

"It's panichi style when you sleep. If you don't want to see my bread, you don't have to communicate directly from this morning, you have to call May once and wake me up."

'I think it's too late to say morning?

I'm gonna squeeze my eyes out and ask her some questions, and I'm gonna show her how flirtatious I am.

"I really don't mind leaving it all to May, but she needs maintenance too... I was on the night shift till morning yesterday"

That's what I said, then I make one big stretch, and I turn my gaze to her in the glowing hologram.

"So, what can I do for you? Lieutenant Colonel Serena Holds?

She laughed bitterly as she took the gaze that I was probably jittering at for lack of sleep.

"I'm still a major."

"Oh? That's pretty quick, huh?

I couldn't help but get myself together and head to the dining room, and Elma rounded my eyes when I was savoring the after-dinner clothes.

"Major Serena woke me up... crap, I woke you up with crap"

"That's sad."

Elma laughs bitterly when she hears the circumstances.

Being a crew on my ship, she's not the same person I am. It is an elf. Isn't it too mismatched that in a world like this where spacecraft and laser shelling fly across the sea of stars and people live in space colonies? When we first met, I thought, but now I don't feel any discomfort whatsoever. I guess that means I've been poisoned by this world well, too, or I've adapted.

"What? Or stare."

"Even today, Elma said she was beautiful."

"Whatever... I'll only make coffee if I compliment you."

You have no choice but to walk to Tetsujin Fifth, our main chef's automatic cook, where Elma takes a seat at the corner of the dining room.

I decide to sweeten up to her generosity and take a seat, then send my gaze behind me. A pointy long ear peeking from Sarah Sarah's shiny silver hair. Yeah, it's an elf from anywhere. It still seems a little odd to think again about an elf like that dressed in an SF-style mercenary costume with a laser gun down his hip.

"Oh, brother, you're early."

"Good morning, brother"

I was looking at Elma, who was making me coffee in an automatic cooker, and I heard a new voice coming from the entrance to the dining room. Turning their gaze in the direction in which their voices had been speaking, the two girls with red and blue hair, who also had light realistic hair, had just entered the dining room.

"Good morning. Lieutenant Colonel Serena beat me up in correspondence."

"Well, that's sad."

That's what I said, the red-haired girl - Teena sits next to me. The blue-haired girl, Teena's twin sister - Whisker calmed down next to her sister.

"Sister, we have tea too. I don't even wear strawberry-flavored jams."

"Yes, sir. What about whiskers?"

"Oh, uh... just like your sister. Excuse me."

Elma enters an additional order into the automatic cooker as she waves and shows Whisker's apology.

"What are we doing today?

"Hmm, I can fix Krishna and Black Lotus because I finished all the parts yesterday. Are you sloppy today, reading books, or looking at hollows? What's Wee gonna do?

"Um, I was wondering if I was studying... Oh, sister, are you done with the report? When you get to Empire City, you'll be pissed off if you don't get it out properly."

"Whew, I forgot. Uh, already. I'm working at the desk today... but I thought I'd take my time. No."

My sister gives me a desperate look at my sister's pointing out and slams me against the dining room table.

They look like human girls at first sight, but they are both dwarves. No matter how hard I try, they're only two people who look like junior high school students, but they're properly grown up. The age stated in their IDs is pretty much the same as mine. I can't help but feel the mystery of life, but they have a proper dwarf-like trait.

First of all, it's simply powerful. I can't win an arm wrestle with them. I mean, if they suck, they can throw me with one hand, so what? I doubted my eyes that I was gently lifting a 120kg barbell in the training room before this. What's your muscle tissue made of? No wonder you want to say that.

Regardless, physical ability is not the only characteristic that symbolizes their Dwarf-like appearance. No, physical ability in a way. They seem to be really sterotypic dwarves and prefer alcohol. Besides, compared to me in Shimodo, it's a cowardly python. And eat well. Where in the hell does that little body fit all that food and booze?

"Report hey...... what do you write about?

There was nothing I could do about their mystery for now, so I decided to shift my interest to what I would know if I asked.

"Hmm? There are a lot of things, but mostly reports of data collected from repaired ships are the main ones. What caused what malfunction and how did you fix it? What is the material of the faulty part and how it was broken? And then you think if you have an unknown product or customized part, you will analyze it? And then there's the daily state of health, the results of the stress diagnosis, the daily newspaper with privacy in mind, and so on."

Teena just pointed her lips at me as she slammed her face against me.

'Cause your sister's gonna hoard up.'

"Wee's too serious."

"Yes, yes, we don't fight"

That's what Elma says with my coffee (fully synthetic) and tea (like) and strawberry jam (and something to fool around with) on the tray and she lines up the items of the order before us. What do you use that strawberry jam for? If I thought so, they would eat it as it is and then drink tea. Oh, the one called russian tea manipulation?

"Yeah, delicious. That's an exceptional awakening coffee."

"Plenty of milk and sugar, though. Unexpectedly, your child's tongue, Hiro."

"I don't like spicy, but you're not very good at bitter and extremely sour"

This is all a matter of preference, so I can't help it. Some people just like black bitter coffee, but I can't do black because I'm your kid's tongue. I feel it would be better to add plenty of milk and sugar.

"That's right, and what did Major Serena want?

"Oh, that's strange. Is the training of the sword progressing, or is the manners properly lectured, or did I get those novels?"

"... that's all?

"That's all. I woke him up early in the morning and he was about to give me crap."

I really didn't know what that meant. Even if it's a coincidence that I slept at dawn, it's not like I came all the way from the morning to communicate with you. Elma and the mechanic sisters also look at each other for failing to measure Major Serena's intentions.

"Don't you just want to see your brother's face?

"Shit, I'm frightened."

"Shit, I'm frightened..."

Whisker laughs bitterly.

"No, for that reason, you'd be too scared to get a morning call from the Imperial Air Force Major, wouldn't you?

"Isn't it harsh on boulders?

"Okay, Teena. I've publicly stated from day to day that I'm not going to have that relationship with Major Serena, and I'm telling him so myself. And yet, if a morning call were made for that reason, it would be nothing but horror."

"What's that far...? But why? Major Serena is, uh, this young lady, she's in the army, right? Reverse balls, huh?

I see. Reverse balls. You have that idea. I hope Major Serena's family can take care of it.

"Think about it, they're the marquis lady from whom it comes, and they're the army. It is not strange for a scared daddy or grampa to come out and be buried in darkness from darkness on a day when a rootless mercenary who could not be any horsebone to such a courtier got his hands on something to hurt him. I mean, if I was in the position of father or grandfather, I'd kill anything. Cut it open."

"Well, yeah. I can't say enough about that."

That's how Elma turns the day after tomorrow. Right.

"Is that what this is all about? If Major Serena had admitted it. Yeah, no?

"Um, what do you think? In the case of aristocrats, there's all kinds of political marriages between houses, fiancées from childhood, right? I guess when you do a cross paper tear, you get into a lot of trouble in that way?

"I see. I wonder if Wee is."

"Imagine, though."

I was kind of concerned that Elma was turning around and being quiet in the face where the mechanic sisters spoke so soothingly. Speaking of which, it's unknown if Elma's origins are unknown... there's something wrong here, and I wonder if there's anything.

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"Hey, what...?

You've noticed my gaze, and I'm going to show you how Elma's a little frightened as she's upset.

"No, nothing. Elma said she was beautiful."

"Hey, what are you talking about? Just now... there's nothing more to come."

That's what Elma says. She turns her face red and turns that way again.

"Yeah. Yeah. What about us, brother? What about us?"

"Uh, yes, yes. Teena's cute, too. I'm not following you, but so is Whiskey."

"Haha, thank you"

"Nah, it's appropriate."

I complimented him, and while Tessitesi slapped him in the arm, I had a little chilled coffee... or a sweet cafe ole.

"Something's wrong with Elma, is it?"

"It seems that way, you know what?

After that, I took a light meal in the dining room, finished my routine workout and sappy in the shower room, and I was just visiting Mimi's room. Mimi's room has a girly interior - and it feels quite stylish.

My room is simply a killing landscape, but Mimi's room is actually stylish with some cool stickers and posters on it in moderate balance, chain accessories plated and gun belts on the wall, and the laser guns I bought for her are also displayed on a gun rack for a handgun placed on top of a nightstand on a pillow. You have good taste, Mimi.

"Hmmm...... if you say so, sure, you seem a little unwell since you decided to go to Imperial City"

That's what I say and tilt my little nipple, Mimi.

She was physically and mentally exhausted and worn out when I put her on the boat, and now she's a perfectly healthy girl. Maybe it's a good idea to eat well and exercise well. Maybe her daily work as an operator also has a good impact on her.

You don't seem to have any idea.

"Sorry, I don't even think of a reason"

"No, it's not like apologizing. It's supposed to be the captain's thing I have to take good care of. But, um... I wonder what's going on. Ask him in person or Mae..."

"May would know something, wouldn't she?"

"I don't know because it's May..."

I designed it, but the height of Mae's specs is a bit unorthodox. It doesn't even seem strange that we know more about us than ourselves before we know it. Honestly, I think Mae could do anything by herself.

"Well, that said, Elma is a good adult too... and don't even think I'd bother to ask him if he didn't say anything"

"When they say that, that's certainly true too..."

I can assume that Elma doesn't dare talk to us and that she has reason to do something like that when she's accumulating something in her heart. There's nothing you can do about it if you talk to us, or if you talk to us, you'll cause trouble. It is easy to speculate that that is the case.

"But I don't know. Kind of his personality, if it bothers us enough, wouldn't it dazzle him with a spirit that doesn't cloud the bird trail that stands?

"It's thoughtful, Mr. Elma."

We looked at each other and we nodded at the same time.

"So, trying to ask me what's going on."

"That's the thing. You know anything about that?

Having gained a common view, Mimi and I were taking together to visit the Black Lotus cockpit. What I was waiting for there was my black lotus mistress, Mae, a super high-spec maid who infused my hobby with everything I could: a brunette long-breasted eyeglass maid with a small positron brain.

"We don't know what Elma is worried about."

"Oh..."

I'm just a little disappointed that the boulder May wasn't that omnipresent either.

"But speculation is possible. I'm sure it's not that low."

"I see?"

"Yes, it looks like Master Elma's home is in the Empire City. Perhaps it's something to do with it."

"My home in Imperial City, is it?"

"Well, you felt that somehow. He has strange knowledge, starting with aristocracy."

Isn't this the lady who wants Elma? The presumption was based on. Even when it comes to talking about having a home in Teito, things went wrong as soon as we decided to talk about going to Teito, so it's within speculation.

"Master Elma's home is the Viscount of Lawsuit, which houses a mansion in the Imperial City."

"Shh shh shh shh shh shh"

Parrot back the shocking words unleashed by May with a voice like Mimi was plucked from her soul.

The Viscount of Law - that would mean a nobleman who has no territory and is holding some sort of official position in the imperial capital and eating locks. I thought about the Graccan Empire as a multiracial nation where humans would reign as rulers, but apparently that was a mistake. In a true sense, this Graccan Empire seemed to be a multi-racial nation.

"That was the most annoying pattern I ever expected."

"Huh? Huh? So you're saying Mr. Elma was a nobleman?

"It will be so in blood muscle. Especially since, from what I've looked into, you're supposed to succeed the governor, and you seem to have one sister upstairs, it seems that Elma won't be the first to succeed the Viscount of Law family."

"I see."

My brother, if you are married and have children, you will have a higher right to inheritance, and unless something incredibly unfortunate happens and everyone, including my lord and brother, my sister and their family, walks away, it is not the first time that my lord's seat comes around in Elma.

"If we renounce our right of inheritance, Master Elma will be treated as a civilian. That said, I'm a first-class imperial citizen with senior citizenship. As far as I have ascertained, there is no procedure for the waiver of the right of inheritance or for the granting of allowances from our principals, so Lord Elma is a nobleman of aristocracy."

"I see..."

I don't want to have that relationship because it would be troublesome with noble children in front of Elma, because I have publicly stated many times. Does that mean you're worried if I find out that you're part of the Viscount of Law family?

"I was wondering how you convince your parents of your relationship with your husband, and how you tell your husband that you have built a relationship with your husband by hiding your own origins, and how you should make your future relationship"

"Yeah, okay. Looks like we'd better discuss this with Elma before we get to Imperial City."

This kind of thing is best if you smash it early. The sweetness and sourness of rubbing off trying to respect each other's thoughts doesn't suit me.

"So cancel all appointments today. I'll discuss it with Elma."

"I understand. Today's filling will be covered by adjusting plans for tomorrow."

"... please be gentle"

Come on, me after tomorrow. Look, I'm not going to die, I'm going to die. The Simple Medical Pods in Black Lotus are an excellent high end! Ha ha! Ha......