A noise that sounds like a room in an inorganic factory without the taste of clouding the terminal.
It was once used by an old man who allegedly caused the Enzio war. So Taro was silently working with Mar. Until earlier, there were also Xiaomei, but now they were working on integrating the data in separate rooms.
"Check, list 3491. Unknown function 417. Operational"
Taro looked up and looked behind the room, mouthing a series of motions that he had repeatedly overstated and completely memorized. Marr was operating the terminal just beside him, but maybe because he heard Taro, he stopped his hand and gave a glimpse into the back of the factory where the machine group was disturbed.
"............ moved"
With a surprise look, Blur and Marl squeak. At the end of their gaze, the Waindoku turret that was in the factory was slowly swirling.
"What? Did I tell you? He said he could."
There is nothing wrong with it, the light condition of the taro. Considering the months that had already elapsed for a full three days since the start of the work, but were stagnant until then by the decoding team, that was an amazing number.
"Right. If they show us the results, we'll have to believe them..."
"Let's analyze it at this rate as one. We're doing the same thing... but, you know, you don't know what's gonna help."
"Yeah, maybe I do. Without translation work back then, we wouldn't have been able to decipher it in such a short period of time."
Taro stared with satisfaction at the side of Marr staring behind the factory, recalling the task of creating the translator he had sent to Phantom. It was a very similar task to analyzing Wynd's operating program, which is still being done regularly.
"But why? I don't care how many translations you say you've had, it's unusual. You didn't override with that, did you?
Marr is talking about a device that's probably in the center of the plum. "That's when you went to pick up Marl," Taro continued as he shook his head and denied it.
"We scrutinized the surrounding area to identify the wreckage of the ship that crashed into the escape pod. I needed to incorporate Wynd's behavior patterns and stuff into the math at that time, and if I did a lot of things, I'd feel like my understanding had progressed. Oh, you can't go to this."
"... frightened. Sometimes you do something really amazing."
Rather than being frightened, Marr looks impressed. "Hehe," Taro grinned disguised, trying to delude him and resuming work. Taro didn't mean to lie, but that was far from the truth.
In fact, it was roughly impossible to predict program content from behavioral patterns. Most of the work done at the time to think about Wynd's behavior for future predictions was to see if it was equal to the mysterious knowledge of Wynd that existed in Taro's head.
And it proved some correctness.
(I don't remember doing an override. If so, did you have it from the beginning, or -)
Taro thinks of the 4,000 people who were in computer space.
You mean someone in there had the knowledge? Damn, I don't feel good)
Think about your identity and distort your face. I might have been able to laugh it off if this had been before I did a few overrides, but it was difficult now. Fragmented memories blur the establishment of self.
"- Did you? Hey, Taylor. Are you okay?"
Marl's voice enters his ear on the lid, and Taro wakes up all the time.
"No, I'm sorry. I was just thinking. In fact, I don't know how I'm going to drive this guy crazy. Guhehe."
"Yeah...... I hope so, but as soon as things go wrong, you're gonna say it?
"Yes, yes, I'm not a deep-window lady. I didn't build anything nasty."
"... hehe, I know that. If it wasn't, I wouldn't pound and punch either."
"No, will you stop that? It's not Mr. Phantom's dialogue, but what hurts hurts, right?
Taro returned that to Marl's light mouth, laughing and returning to work.
Silent time to visit again.
I would not have been able to stand the silence a while ago, but now I liked this time. This space, where no one but ourselves existed, was comfortable and the machines didn't sound bad. From Marl's point of view, the machine sounds better than any famous song.
"You know, Marl."
"Hey, Taylor."
Overlapping voice. Taro laughed as if it were a comic book, and Marl seemed to agree.
"Go ahead. Mine's no big deal."
"Really? Then from me... hey, Taylor"
As you peek in from below, Marl looks up at Taro.
"Thanks for your help. I'm so glad... I appreciate it."
"What, oh, no, yeah. Oh, yeah?
"Yeah. I thought I couldn't do it anymore... I don't really remember when I was rescued, but I knew right away when I woke up. He said you did something about it. I knew you'd do it when you did it."
"As it were, well. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. I've helped him many times, so I don't know if I'd feel safe..."
"Huh? What?
"Yes, no, it's nothing............... is it the other way around? Aren't you on the pretty side of the girl? It's the protagonist who's blunt and deaf, isn't it?
"Uh, I'm sorry. What are you talking about?
"Forget it. Excuse me, please."
Taro, who feels impudent by the dialogue that disappeared into the butt blur, drips off. Marl looking at it strangely.
"Really? I hope so... I mean, that's the thing. I wanted to thank you. Yes, it's your turn next."
Marl slapped his hands together, just saying that his turn was over. Taro wondered for a moment what he was talking about, but when it came to it, he thought the conversation had been suffered.
"Mine... no, mine is fine. It wasn't a big deal."
"Yeah, what's that? It bothers me... talk to me."
"Hmmm...... uh, it's not like I hate you. Anything near Marl lately?
Thick cheeks like lights. Now they were still sitting next to each other, so much so that their thighs were in contact. Given the size of the room, close to unnatural.
"Really? I've never been aware of anything... but are you aware of it?
"Oh, no, that's not true. Oh who do you think I am!!
"Come on, I wonder who. I know you're a bad virgin to mislead a story."
"... is that so? I can't deny that I'm bad......... No, look, some people are worried about me, but I was wondering what about Marr. You know, Marl's the one who got the hard time, right? And I'm not a virgin."
"Oh, about that... I'm fine, Taylor. I can still do my best. Because..."
Sounds like a prank, an innocent grin.
"If you're in danger, you can help us as many times as you want, right?
".................. Holy shit!! I thought you heard me!!
"Haha! I was by your side. There's no way you can't hear me!
When you get up completely, Marl runs out to escape. Taro chasing it. It lasted for a while, but eventually when Taro caught Marr, he fell in so that he could gain momentum.
"Ha, ha... Ugh, I finally caught him. Well, I don't know how to do that."
Taro, horseback ridden over the marl, moved his nose roughly and his hands twitched.
"Hehe, I wonder what I'm going to do. By the way, it's a suit with electric shock, so you shouldn't touch exposed areas right away. Maybe Billy will come."
"Oops, seriously. It's basically all covered from the neck... Oh, no, you know what? Well, when it does, yeah. That's it. I don't have a cloth, I just have to touch it..."
Taro speaks deliberately as he turns his gaze toward the day after tomorrow. He made a noise and swallowed his saliva as he heard the sound of his heart beating so hard that it was about to burst.
Two staring at each other. Marl was smiling calmly and Taro thought she was beautiful again.
"Mar......"
Taro didn't know what to say and called her by her name interconnectly between. Marr did not answer that, but closed his eyes quietly after being slightly dizzy.
(Are you serious? Should we just keep going like this in the flow? I've never done a tu or anything. Do you hold your breath? Did I brush my teeth today? Doesn't it smell?
When Taro thought of countless grids in his mind, he seriously considered whether we should ask ourselves what was in our heads. Beyond the fact that their opponents are mares, this was a liberal issue that needed to be addressed in earnest.
(… shall we try to adopt the vote for the time being)
Just a few moments. In reality, Taro spent some time blinking, closing his eyes and calculating. Consultations and votes by hundreds of people were immediately returned, with results floating behind Taro's brain.
- "Result of vote: passed at 378 to 0" -
- "Guidelines for action: let's just do it" -
"... okay. This way."
As Taro put his hand to its left and right in the form of a pinch between Marl's face, he slowly began to lower himself so that he could lay down his arms. Arms trembled from the impossible system and sweat from tension dripped down his face.
(Hold your breath, be gentle, just touch as much as you touch)
The distance between the two gradually diminishes, and eventually it's about to touch.
……………………
I feel some strange gaze, Taro looking to the side. Then from a pillar just a short distance away, I saw Xiao Mei peering this way.
…………
Xiao Mei raised her arms silently and nodded forcefully as she made an obscene shaped gesture with her fingers.
(............... Xiaomei, that's still a little too soon)
In a properly quiet factory. After a while, to my surprise, Etta peeked at me from under Xiao Mei and stared at me silently. When she turned her gaze toward Xiaomei, she began to imitate the gesture Xiaomei was making.
(... No, I can't, Etta. Because you shouldn't imitate that)
I wonder if that won't make sense with my gaze, Taro staring back at the other side. Then, not in any way, Alan glanced at me from under Etta this time. Alan, with his face almost glistened to the ground, sighed without making a sound like a shudder when he saw this one, starting to stick his fist out over and over again just asking him to go.
(Shut up. I know it's a mess. There are a few of them)
What's the matter and a different grid begins in Taro than earlier. There may not be anything to say about being seen, but what Marr thought was a different matter.
"............... Taylor?
I guess I wondered how ever there was no action. Marl slowly opens his eyes. And following the end of Taro's gaze, he seemed to find three necks that had become like dough jumping out of a pillar.
"........................................................................................................................................................."
Marl's voice slightly nodded. Taro said, "Is that it?" And as I questioned, I saw Marr, like all the other faces.
"Cubady's, it's practice!!
Sounds like a screaming marl in the factory. And while silent. Eventually, from everyone who was on the spot, a quiet penetration went in, "No, no, you can't," he said.
"... oh hon. By the way, what can I do for you?
Blur and taro so as to hide the lights for now. He was heartily intent on getting mad at me for some of the responses, but Alan's answers were worth just writing off his anger.
"The new plum arrived to let you know. I'm sorry to interrupt, but I thought I'd tell you sooner or later. I wish I could have texted you, but BISHOP isn't through here, is it?
To Alan's words, Taro took a lot of breath.
"Plum...... Battleship Plum!! You're finally here!!
When Taro shouted so, he lowered his gaze and looked at Marl and face to face. Marl looked excited and said, "Yeah!!" He nodded, stood up quickly with Taro's hand, and the two began to rush to the bridge with all their might.