"This is where Taro and the others..."
Sophia stepped into Rising Sun's office and watched as she walked through its neatness. I was surprised it was neatly organized because the usual Taro had a somewhat sloppy life. The suspicion that it might be different is even stronger.
"No, this is... well, fine. Over here."
A man in the hood with a rammy walking the lead looked back, but immediately walked out toward the back door.
"Is it Taro's?
My youngest brother, caught by his eldest son, emits anxiously. Sophia replied in a small voice, "Uh, yeah," she blanketed her index finger to her brother's mouth to keep quiet.
"Let's go. Your ship is waiting."
When Sophia said so, she followed the man in the hood who was going ahead with a small run. As the man struck the number without precipitation into the key panel provided beside the door, a heavy metal noise rang from the door. I was surprised by the disproportionate sound of it, just because it looked like a luxurious door everywhere.
"Six people in the room. Unlock Sentry Gun to Yellow"
When the man said so, the door knob was drawn inside the door, and the door slid down and disappeared. The door was obviously a doorway.
(Why? Crime prevention?
How much money will it cost to create a door that behaves strangely? Sophia's anxiety increased wondering if there was anything she wanted to protect that far.
"Never stop on the way. As long as you walk normally, you'll be fine."
That's what the man ahead urged, and Sophia nodded silently and small. Behind the door there was a long, thin passage, which, from the exterior of the building, was an impossibly long length. The office should have been tighter.
"............ it's okay. I'll be fine."
It emits to my brother, who has held his hand all the time, and to himself to say it.
Would you have walked 50 meters for a while? On the left and right were a number of pieces of guns that seemed to be installed, and Sophia passed by frighteningly. He was remembering the knowledge gained in comics and novels that Sentry Gun must have been a self-running machine gun.
"... oh, uh"
Stop your legs and speak to the man in the front. The expensive weapons present on the left and right had convinced her that Sofia was clearly different. There will probably be a price that she won't be able to reach per plane or even if she works her whole life. It was out of place and a substitute for a completely different world.
"I told you not to stop. If you want to talk, let's hear it in the back, Miss Sophia."
Sophia is surprised by the voice from behind and gets a small scream. I looked back. When was the man there who was supposed to have been walking in front, holding the barrel of the installed gun with his hand? Sophia got scared of something and rushed out to the door, "Yes," she said.
(Give me my name now?
With my hands on the back door, I thought about the man holding Ramey giving out his name. Maybe it's not different. Or is it the same name?
Feelings of relief gushing up.
But the feeling also blew away the moment I opened the back door.
"Command to headquarters, many hostile shadows in area 5-4-5."
"Hey, what's going on with the chip disposal situation? Did you confirm that?
"W-12, Interrupted determination. Please withdraw immediately."
"Please lower the defense level in the area. Soon you will be dumped."
"What's going on with the evacuee induction!! They're on the wrong pier!!
Plenty of space. Countless large devices. And a lot of people. Will there be a diameter of ten meters in the center of the room? A huge holograph was displayed, which shaped the Wyoming system and the many ships around it. I don't know how many hundreds there are, but they keep me updated on all those behaviors. The holograph changes its appearance over time.
"Fleet, area 5-2-4 defense successful. The enemy is starting to retreat."
A chilling operator's voice sounds, followed by a small cheer from the room. Turning his face so that people could follow him, footage of the universe seemed to be in battle on dozens of large screens mounted on the wall. Flash and explosion. Flying fighters and the Wynds. A huge battleship like the one I've never seen lined up neatly, emitting a beam of light that can't be counted toward the Wind.
"Sophia......"
Rummy's voice is going to cry now. When Sophia managed to point her hardened neck, she saw Lamy looking up in tears as she was being treated by a woman on the floor. Sophia had a good idea that she wasn't out of pain. It's horrible, just as I am. Even though they're different, they've brought us to a hell of a place. I'm sure I'm looking at something I shouldn't.
"... oh, uh. I'm not... I'm not... I'm not... I'm not seeing anything."
Sophia drops her gaze to the floor and draws her brothers with her trembling hands.
"But can't you at least just ask my younger brothers? It's still small, and I don't think you know anything from looking at it. Please!
Sophia knelt down, trying to push her younger brothers and leaning down to the man in the robe. I should have decided not to cry, but tears overflowed, creating a small stain on the iron floor.
"Hmm? Put your face up, Miss Sophia. You're a guest."
"So, I..."
I tell him that it's not Sophia you're talking about, squeaking. When the man distorted his mouth under the hood as troubled, he removed a small terminal from his nostrils.
"Sophia, Lamy, Ein, Zwei, Dry. I wonder if all the names of my brothers and sisters coincide?
When I looked at the terminal that the man offered me, it did show their name there. It even fits the spelling.
"Based on the stones, the pursuit is supposed to take place, but what do you do? Mr. Taylor."
Operator's voice that passes well, same as earlier. I wondered if there would be any important decisions to be made, and the man in the hood turned around slightly and looked at the one on the screen. When Sophia also turned her face to it, she opened her eyes to the familiar face reflected on the screen.
"" Mm-hmm. Let's not. If it's a fishin 'field, I can't even see it. Better hurry up with fleet rendezvous and restructuring. ""
What was displayed there was a good figure of Taro dressed in his state-of-the-art space suit. The people around him saluted it in unison, and Taro answered it. Sophia shouted, "Tallo......?," he muttered, "Hmm?" and the taro on the screen raised a single eyebrow.
"Is that Sophia!? Good, you're safe!! Mr. Phantom is a good job!!
Beyond the screen, a tall look of relief with his hands on his chest. "She was getting there on her own," a man in the hood said from behind Sophia. Apparently, Phantom is about him.
"" Seriously. Wow... don't worry about it now. Because I can escape on a fast ship with Mr. Phantom. I know it's a little confusing, but I'll ask you some questions later. ""
When Taro says so, he shows an undressed wink. Sophia couldn't figure out how he was right, but apparently he was definitely that tarot, and we didn't seem to have been brought here by mistake.
"" By the way, it's important... can I get in touch with my salvage buddies? Or do you have contact information?
"Yes. Oh, but I only know my personal device. If you're with the company, your parents will contact you directly."
"" Come on!! Thanks!! Forward me immediately!! ""
That's what Taro said on the screen and met his hands. In contrast, however, Sophia cluttered as to whether it was okay to expose her personal information on her own.
"" Uh, no. It's okay, 'cause I just need a little help helping the refugees. Salvagers can do this with simple ship maneuvers, right? There aren't enough people on this ship right now. ""
You must have read Sophia's stray, that's what Taro says and makes her smile. Sophia said, "More than a ship, people?" Tilt her neck, confused that she didn't know why. Didn't we have enough ships to escape at all?
"" You don't know what that means? Haha, well, you do. I'll explain the area later. ""
He looks calm, tall as he tells. But Taro's hand was beating the arm of the tongue and seat in frustration, and I heard that he must be in a pretty hurry.
"... ok. Uh, the..."
He turns his attention away from the staring monitor and turns to the footage that captures large numbers of refugees from the hollow. Anxiety and despair were gathered at the pier, where men and women of all kinds could be seen. At their feet were those who squatted and fell down, and many injured were seen. Sophia shook herself wondering if maybe they were too.
"Contact info, I sent... uh, Mr. Taro. I can do it too if you're manipulating a ship. Is there anything I can do to help?"
Sophia stared at Taro on the monitor with a surprised look on her side. There was relief that we were saved, but we didn't sneak up on anything that would only happen to us. Besides, I'm sure some of those people were close to themselves.
"" Hmm, that's right. I guess I'll do you a favor. From there, take the high-speed travel lane to the harbor and meet us at Pier 6. ""
Taro said so, reflecting a map to the pier on the monitor. Sophia was surprised that there was something on Pier 6 - I had only heard of it until Pier 5 - but she stood up with her trembling feet.
"Well, I'm just gonna go. You're being a good boy, aren't you?
Sophia said so and stroked her brothers heads, "Please," she lowered her head to the man known as Phantom. "You're brave," the man grinned small, attracting his younger brothers along with the woman who was treating Lamy.
"Your sister is going to help people... see, this is how you send them out"
The man in the hood lifted it gently up to his forehead as he took his brother's hand and lowered his finger. Sophia recalled that that salute, in an unusual way, looked just like the one adopted by the Alliance Stop company that it had recently been replaced. Earlier, other people did the same.
"Let's give you a lift along the way. Don't worry about your siblings. I'll keep it responsibly."
When the woman walked in from somewhere said so, she tried to encourage Sofia to start walking. Sophia looked back only once and followed the woman on a small run.