"Are you wearing this? I'd prefer not to..."
Plum ii talking room. Marl picks up second-hand work clothes and lifts them up, looking frigid. Pretty old design-like work clothes looked like they were going to rub off and tear even though joints like elbows and knees were reinforced.
"No, I just have laundry and disinfection... hmm? Is that it? Does it smell subtle?
"... absolutely not. Hey, it's not like we're in a hurry, so let's do it after UV irradiation and cleaning. It's gonna be tough if I get you a weird sickness, okay?
"That's a big deal. Most illnesses heal quickly?
"What would you do if you had a disease that you couldn't cure if you didn't go to the city... and what would you do if you got an STD while you were a virgin? Bearable?"
"Oh, oh, whether I'm a virgin or not... that's bad. It's going to be a lifetime of trauma. Let's wash. Laundry. Then sterile. Yeah. I like that."
Taro quickly put his clothes together in a bag and handed it to Etta, who seemed free next door. When Etta receives the laundry, she "leaves it to me" and runs out around her nose.
"You're trying, Etta. It's been a shiny day on board."
Easy cleaning and laundry were everyday tasks given to her, and Etta seemed to like it unexpectedly.
Being a good sonar when things happen, she's just a girl in normal times, too. It wasn't like Marl had the knowledge of mechanical equipment, or the talent of management like Liza.
"I really want you to work hard at studying... you really don't like seating."
Etta uses Pram's data bank to learn general education in conjunction with her daily work. She didn't know things amazingly, and in that regard, she could say that those who resembled Taro were one another.
"If you like working, that's not good. If you need knowledge to work, I'll do my best to study poorly... Taylor, by the way. I'll get back to it, but in what way do you access the subject?
Marl urges you to put your feet together on the chair and explain. "That's right," Taro replied, letting him talk about his thoughts.
"Phew...... ok. But why bother taking such a roundabout shape? There's not going to be as many easier ways."
"Mm-hmm. 'Cause that's funny, huh?
"…… yes"
Marl, who gave up something, gave it back to me like that, fed up.
Sophia, who will be 130,000 hours old this year - roughly fifteen years old - had the same boring days that day as usual.
"Parents, the waste material is going to fall apart. Could you get me another wire?"
Dressed in a space suit, she shrugged so in a domed plastic sphere covering her head. Adult costumes were pretty tight and hard to move, but I never thought I'd like that. For her, that was normal.
"" I'm going to turn Ramey around, so just keep hitting the tow... damn it, it's still not moving properly. ""
Over the comms, I hear the parent striking something eight times. I didn't know much about the spaceship to Sophia, but I could understand that it was malfunctioning or something. Her lifeline connecting debris collection ship was still shaking with every anxiety-inducing behavior.
"" Sophie. I'm gonna go around from the bottom, so you can hook me up that way. ""
Rummy from the retrieval ship takes the wire and moves to the other side of the waste material that must have been part of some kind of ship. When he appeared from the other side after a while, he threw the hook over to Sofia.
"I'll fix it, see if it's loose."
A split waste material can be tied tightly with wire. Sophia took a little distance herself when she made sure Ramey waved before moving away from the scrap material.
If there were any sharp parts in the waste material, it would be very dangerous to be beside it. If I had caught a little bit of space clothing, I would have died of decompression. There were some space suits in the world that instantly plugged open holes - Lamy said magical space suits - but that was a story in a world that had nothing to do with her.
Parents, please wind up.
Sophia checked the perimeter for safety, and that's what happened to the comms. The parent did not reply, but eventually saw the loose wire move slowly to draw a straight line, and found that the winding had begun.
"" That's a lot today. It's going to be late. ""
Rummy, drifting up to the side of Sophia, looks around with her hands.
"Yeah... I need to get in touch or something"
Sophia thought about her younger brothers waiting at home and later decided to look at the timing and text them. In some cases, it would be better to have them asleep first.
"" All right, come back. Don't forget the bag. ""
To the parent voice, "Yes," said Sophia. When she confirmed the bag containing the fine debris bracketed in her hips, she began to pass on the wire and turn back to the spacecraft.
"Hi, it's a TM repair -"
A man in rubbed work clothes, who welcomed them back to the pier. Next door was accompanied by a woman dressed in the same work clothes, who stood up looking bored. Sophia wondered who they were, but decided not to care that they had nothing to do with it.
But maybe they're the reason why the work I expected would be a long shot was cut out. Sophia, who thought so, thanked the men and women in small, working clothes.
"Oh, thank you. Well, just now, can you do that, please?
Usually high pressure parents are out lousy. Sophia looked at it as unusual, but her parents said, "How dare you!!," he rushed out to the cargo hold.
"I wish I didn't yell at you about anything."
Rummy pointing her mouth and squeaking in front of a mountain of debris. Sophia replied, "You shouldn't worry about it," and started various tests, starting with radiometers. Some debris drifting in space are dangerous, and you have to be careful.
"I wonder what this is..."
Sophia finds an unfamiliar waste material and sees it lifted by hand. Round metal about a meter in diameter would have been difficult to roll if it had been, but now the cargo compartment is set to lower gravity. Her power was also able to lift heavy objects.
"You shouldn't mess with me right now. You break it, you'll be pissed off."
Rummy with an anxious look. I also agreed as Sophia, so I put it back on the floor again with "yeah". My parents are the only ones who gain from finding something better than the original, so I wasn't interested in it.
"Common style of DCD-747 sensor lenses by Fridman. It's a masterpiece that was mass-produced a long time ago. It's rare to stay in the same shape."
A voice hung from behind by a lid. When Sophia turned to that unfamiliar voice, there stood the workwear woman she had just seen.
"I'm Mal. My parents gave me permission to visit, so don't worry."
When the woman says so, she comes close as she offers her right hand. Sophia clung to what was going on, but in the end she shook back the hand she had been offered.
"It's Sophia. This is Lammy............... you know her well."
Appraisal about the waste material she spoke about earlier. Sophia didn't know if that was right, but she thought it was probably true to how a confident and willing woman looked.
"Well, sort of. Until a while ago, I did a similar job."
Marl grins at his mouth as he looks a little farther away. "Really?" Sophia replied unquestionably, but she was quite surprised inside. The woman's face peeking from the visor of the compression clothes was quite aesthetically shaped, and she didn't know why she bothered to become a salvager, etc. Beautiful work and dirty work are all kinds of preferences just because they are beautiful.
"I'm sorry to interrupt. 'Cause it's something I was just wondering about."
That's what the woman named Mal said, leaving the cargo compartment with her hands flickering. Sophia thought it seemed to be no doubt that she was a manual worker, although she didn't know if she was really a salvager because she was traveling smoothly despite her low gravity. Most of the work done under low gravity is strenuous and requires considerable skill to be able to move around freely.
"You were a beautiful man. And he said he was a salvager."
Moving his hand, he emits with a slightly excited appearance of Ramey. Sophia answered without saying "Yeah," but realized she was a little excited. In a routine that makes no difference, a little change feels very worthwhile. Regardless of the parent's office, when was the first time a visitor came to the office?
"Hey. You just got a visitor here. I wouldn't have made a rude imitation."
There is a parent voice coming from behind, and the two stand up gently.
"No...... we just had a little conversation. They say this is unusual."
When Sophia answered that, she turned her attention to the earlier round metal. Parents say to it, "Ho?" He raised his voice intriguingly and gave instructions to treat it politely.
"I don't know if it will really come with a high price... So, the two of us just now, but we are going to be in our dorm for a while from tomorrow. I'll take care of you guys."
Looking at the sphere, my parents say it like it's boring. Sophia said, "Why? I tried to ask," but swallowed the voice that came out. It doesn't matter what happens when I say it, and I shouldn't have done anything that could damage my mood that doesn't seem bad.
"Don't get up like that. I don't mind if you do as you normally do. I'm from the city and it seems that life here is unusual............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. Inside, then maybe he's making fun of you for being a country guy."
That's what my parents said, and I didn't even wait to get back to them. Left Sophia and Lamy face to face with each other, they resumed their work with a sigh. I didn't have the right of veto, and I didn't intend to. If you get to the neck, you'll get lost in the streets with all your sisters and brothers.
That's normal from Sofia, and I thought that condition would continue forever. There has been such a life for the last nearly four years, and there have been no omens or anything like that that that would change.
At least until they show up.