A rather upscale restaurant that became a meeting venue. The store, dim with indirect light, is lined with condiments made of faux wood, indistinguishable from real wood at first glance alone. There seemed to be only a few groups of guests in the store, and several waiters stood up in their spare time.
One of those. The face of the first fleet, starting with Taro, had reached for dessert with the aftermath of the meeting. The business talks went well, and the business dealer almost followed him home with his face.
"So, you mean freed as it is... that's not a very funny thing"
That's what Alan, with a rugged face, answers to Taro, who made him listen by talking about the upside down at the electrician. And then Marl, with a blue face, said, "Yes, that's not funny!!" Agree with a strong tone, pointing your mouth.
"How many powerful gifts and fleets did you have that you were alone in life? Do you know where it is?
Momentum just grabbing, Marr. Taro, with a bitter laugh, bows his head.
"Ya, I'm so sorry. You're too careless... but I didn't expect to be assassinated."
Right, Taro shrugging his shoulders all the time. Such a tall, "Hmm!" and marl in arms.
"You're more influential than you think. You have to be aware of this. Otherwise, it'll be like this one again."
"Oh, no... but well, I did lose my back. If I could, I'd never forgive you again."
That fear when someone was imminent right behind me, completely unaware of it. When Taro remembers that, he turns around somewhat concerned.
"Well... there's no way he's here. But when you do, what will you do? Escorts and all that, I'd rather not if I could."
Imagine yourself being followed by someone at four or six o'clock, a loose-faced Taro. To that, Xiaomei replies, "You'll probably be fine."
"Mr. Taylor." As it stands, "but Rising Sun doesn't have a clearly hostile organization. The only exception would be the White Dingo and Enzio alliances, the former of which are already allies"
Alan continues, nodding, to explain Xiao Mei.
"Right. Besides, Enzio's reasons for assassinating you are weak. Of all the hundreds of companies that make up EAP, it's quicker to count from the bottom. Probably not even on his teeth."
"Um, because we're protecting Alpha, or is there no such line?
"Fine for a reason, but then I won't be able to help you kill this guy right now. By the time Alpha becomes a battlefield, the next delegate will be in office. And..."
When Alan lurks his voice, he checks the terminal at hand. It was also possible to confirm that the display on the screen was from the anti-bugging software.
"- Only a very handful of people actually know that Taylor's ability to possess would be a threat to the enemy. You may consider it not to be leaking externally. There's no way anyone would believe a weapon like that is made up of a human gift."
Along with the roar of consent to Alan's words.
"Hey Taylor. Haven't the men and women talked about anything that could lead to their identity?
"Identify yourself. No, I usually got contacts."
"... Huh?
To Tailang, with a frightened face. "Look at this," Taro explores his pocket, taking out a small business card chip. As each person leans back and embarks on the desk, each chip is placed on his forehead.
"Leila, huh? You're more of an outsider girl. A girl who speaks Ungaronda. Leila, Leila...... Hmm, I remember hearing that somewhere. And in a less gracious way."
Along with the ominous words, Alan shows how he contemplated them on the other hand. I guess you're exploring memories just like him, with the silence.
But in the end, there's no answer, Chief of Intelligence. That is, it became Alan's homework. Everyone turned back to the ship with a sense of impatience.
As a conclusion for now, organisations to protect vested interests. Probably a threat by an organization suing for relief for the weak, which seemed the most plausible explanation given the assassin's words. The EAP is planting a free air in Katsushika, and many worry that it will be changed by new leaders.
In the end, Taro tried to stay away from going out alone as much as possible, taking someone from the guard as an escort if necessary. That was going to make me feel somewhat breathless, but there was no choice.
"That's why you're doing too much of anything, right?
On his own bed, alone groaning Taro. Turning his gaze to the darkness, two slightly glowing eyes stared at Taro.
"You can sleep without worrying. We can wake up as soon as we hear something, and we can sleep about 20 hours a day."
At Taro's feet, Char stays round. "Private......" grunts Taro, "I'm sorry to hear that," Chur returns.
"That sword screen on Marr. Then, unfortunately, you should give up for a while. Better than surveillance cameras and special sensors."
To Char's words, "Sure," said Taro. Doing something like a peek would be about Xiao Mei at best, but I want to avoid having my personal life on record.
"If you say so much, I wish Marl would escort you directly"
Just kidding, Taro. To him like that, "What the hell can she do with an assassin," Chur replied with his eyes closed.
"Approximately fifteen minutes until the enemy is picked up. The enemy is a formation by three groups. Fourteen."
Calm voice of Xiao Mei, echoing in Plum's control room. When Taro exhales relief that the size of the enemy is as expected, he prepares himself for battle.
"From pram to each ship. Any anomalies?"
"" Bird One, no abnormalities. ""
"Bird-two, no abnormalities."
"Approximately fifteen minutes from now, we are scheduled to receive the enemy. Path, stay on speed. Bird-Two should remain on wide alert. I'm curious."
Numerous unidentified vessels caught by Katsushika's large sentry radar. It was the first fleet led by Taro, who set out as a destroyer, but was baffled by the strange movements of an enemy fleet that seemed to be Wynd.
"Are you trying to lure me somewhere?
Taro tilts his neck with a tough look as he looks at the radar screen.
"It's a hard place to be asked if it's an inviting move, Mr. Taylor. You can make a little more provocative moves if you want to."
Unlike Taro, Xiao Mei's gaze remains raised. She does not need to look at the screen because it is possible to refer directly to the radar information.
"Hmm, you're slow to get away with it. Does it mean you haven't noticed us at this distance?
To Taro's doubt, Marl returns, "It's impossible."
"I've already checked several scan waves from the enemy side. I'm sure you do."
"Right. There's no weather?
"There isn't, Mr. Taylor. The field is stable, and there are enough drive particles present. If you're worried, I'll spray the antiparticles."
To Xiaomei's suggestion, Taro waves and denies it. Taro worries about the enemy's thoughts for a while, but he didn't seem to get a decent answer. There's no way you can tell, like the thought of a machine.
"... from Plum to each ship. Longitudinal formation. Attacks are precision shooting from a distance. Let's not pack the distance."
"" This is Bird One, roger. Hey Taylor, why don't you fly a drone? ""
"Um, no. Shall I make one fool of myself? Nice to meet you, Gong."
"" This is Cat One, roger. I'll borrow your brain. ""
Taro flaunts his shoulder that he makes an unpleasant analogy to the voice he hears from the comms machine.
- "Fighter control relay function activated" -
Function for bypass, which eventually appears on Taro's BISHOP. I asked BB Makina to develop it to connect Cats' BISHOP to fighters.
"No, this is it. If you think about it, you don't want me to move every fighter, do you?
The new system, which uses Taro's multitasking, was created only by members of the Cats to operate multiple fighters. There is absolutely no need to move a single machine.
"" Well, that's good. Here and there, it's gonna be a good practice. ""
From the drone bay Alan used to pack, Gong's response. When Taro is convinced that it makes sense to do so, he processes the relay function.
"Reconnaissance drone ejection. Target, near enemy fleet"
Taro confirms that a new light point has been created on the radar to Marl's voice. A small dot marked blue "Scout 1" runs through the holoscreen at high speed, approaching the enemy fleet.
"" What kind of feedback information? Your brain and the ship's BISHOP processing mechanism. What's going on? ""
A mixed voice of confusion from a communications machine. Even if they say so, Taro tilts his neck.
- "Emergency Communication Bird-Two" -
At that time, the red letter displayed on the lid. As soon as Taro floats his body, he connects the line.
"" This is Bird Two. Scan caught many more shadows of another ship. I'll send you the information right away. ""
Followed by sent, perimeter scan results. There, indeed, a fleet of the same size could be ascertained as the population in front.
"Is this... are you after a pinch? It's a little cheap."
I tried to curse Taro lightly that it should be easy to evade if you change the course of the First Fleet. But when the newly found path of the fleet comes to mind, it changes its mind.
"Oh my God, all ships are rapidly flipping!! Drive ready!!
The two of them turn a surprise look at Taro's hasty appearance. To the question "What's wrong, Taro" points to the holographic footage of the enemy fleet.
"Whatever's going on, it's in their right direction!! You must be from the Cuttlefish system!!
In reply to Taro, Marr with a blue face. When she muttered, "Well, what's next…" the report as expected was brought from Xiao Mei.
"Mr. Taylor. More powerful warp scramblers have begun to be projected than the forward fleet. Overdrive strength decreases to 32%. We're going to need to move to a thick area of particles or cut off the jamming source."
Calm, little plum voice. Taro turns his face to the radar screen with momentum.
"Seriously, no... Seriously, no..."
What was in Taro's eyes was the appearance of an enemy fleet that repeated warp drives one after the other. Separate teams of enemies turned into arrows of light quickly vanished towards Katsushika.