"So... what the hell can I do for you? Oh, my God, I'm not in the business of keeping an eye on you."

A big man with a pair of hands said as he pulled his face. The man was surprisingly sweaty all over his face, even though he was in a perfectly air-conditioned room.

"I'm not talking about catching you. I need to ask you something."

I answered as Taro looked around at the room that was quite sumptuously decorated.

This is one of the smaller stations located in the corner of the RS Alliance territory. It's a well-known company's office for doing rough business, and Phantom and Alan's research also showed that it's doing pirate business.

"Products handled are for dispatching personnel, for transporting, for handling heating appliances... No, you really treat heating appliances. This is just a heating appliance for the mind, right?

When Taro said so while looking at the list of business details submitted, the man drew his face even harder.

"Well, you know, yeah... but now it's a law transition period, right? It's supposed to be legal until the end of the period, right?

The man answered that as he turned his attention to a woman - perhaps an expert in legal relations - who would refrain from taking sides with him.

"Of course. As I said earlier, I'm not talking about what I'm going to do with you. Well, of course, there's no chance of that happening."

Taro muttered so looking at the list, ordering Xiaomei behind him to keep a copy of the contents. Xiao Mei, the figure of a human body, when he was an uncle, closed his eyes for a little while and solidified. Probably operating BISHOP.

"Well, shall we take a look around? Please guide me."

Taro stood up and walked out without waiting for his opponent's reply. The man says, "Huh? No, hey!" He chased me in a hurry, but the Phantom on the escort grabbed my arm disappointingly.

"This guy's talking to himself."

As Taro turned around slightly, he saw Phantom face the man's ear. I say to myself, but it was a voice that everyone on the spot could hear.

"Honestly, I think you should follow what you're told. My boss brings a story that is beneficial enough for you. But it's up to you to pull it out."

A friendly Phantom voice. When the man heard Phantom, he stopped silently on the spot for a while.

"It's not a lie... isn't it? This guy's gonna keep a record, right?

A suspicious look. When Taro emitted "of course," the man began to walk ahead as he had decided to be ready.

It was inside the station, which could not even be described as beautiful in flattery, but more lively than I thought. Taro was surprised there. People seemed busy overflowing the streets, doing business and living their lives.

"Bella's right... I don't know what's good for residents."

Taro had asked Bella for advice beforehand when visiting this poor Gala company.

Currently leading Rising Sun's main fleet in policing RS territory, she was stabbing a nail hard not to offend her shortcomings by being caught in a boring sense of justice by Taro. "Neither justice nor evil translates into economic activity," she said, and Taro completely agreed with that.

If order existed in any way and economic activity was active, at least people would not starve to death. That's a good idea if you look at the neighbor named White Dingo, and you could tell from the fact that the station you're on is quite prosperous. The worst situation Taro could ever know was disorder.

"Some of the stations we stopped at along the way were in just terrible condition."

A little plum walks quietly next door. Several of the stations we had shipped by the time we reached here were riddled with famine and poverty, as was the case with the old Wyoming system. I guess in the early days of the Empire, these areas were central, no longer following a path of decline, and Taran recalled the term "limit settlement" where the planet was located in Japan.

Taro nodded at Xiaomei's words, pointing to the children playing in the street.

"It seems like a good place for a kid to play with dignity. Bella said it would be an indicator."

Five or six children at war with something like a toy ray gun. Phantom, who was in charge of protection, looked annoying, but all the other members were smiling. Only three of them came as key members: Taro, Xiaomei and Phantom, but about thirty other Rising Sun employees accompanied them.

"This one... uh, that one. It's an area of staffing related work for a few monstrous people. I'm going to buy you some toco products."

Head to an area that smells somewhat pink, and a man looks up at his hand. Countless beautiful places stood up in sexy costumes on both sides of that wide aisle with starry skies all over the ceiling. Probably a holograph, they are throwing a meaningful gaze toward guests who seem free to go on the road.

"That's not good. Is business travel a major part of secondment?

"Well, you are. There's not enough room for these humans to move between stars freely. Then we'll talk about it from here. Regular flights make it easier to escort. It's you and... hey, you're not talking about decriminalizing prostitution, are you? You heard some alliance passed a bill like that?

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. What are you gonna do, imitate like strangling yourself? It's one of our main trading partners. You're taking care of the infection, aren't you?

"Absolutely. Credit comes first... heh, yeah. I'm relieved to hear that. You can sell this information for a good price."

I wonder if he also intends to use it to do business with his peers, the man smiled slightly.

"The one you see in the back over there is the heating appliance manufacturing area. It's been six months. It's probably a checkbox."

The man pointed to a window on the side of the street, pointing to a structure that popped out like a kobu from a station visible in the back with sarcastic words.

"No, because I'm not banning it altogether. Just regulating the effects and taking taxes so surprisingly."

"That would be a de facto ban. This one's up for business."

"The kind of drugs that the abolitionists get out, it's kind of like that. And don't export criminals. They're complaining from the Empire."

"Dude, we just didn't even smuggle into the Empire, did we?

"I know. But I bought your heating appliance and took it over there. They'll have a glass of it. You're not saying you don't know, are you?

That said, when Taro turned his gaze to the man, the man hummed his nose.

"I don't know where and how the product will be used after I sell it. It's not this way."

"Well... we're developing and producing weapons, and we're not in a position to complain."

"Hmm. Don't you understand... so what do you know about heating appliances? Regarding the manufacturing method, I can't teach you exactly. The union will slap you."

"Ya, imitations like uncovering trade secrets are just fine. If you do that, the Alliance will fall apart. Everywhere is a company."

"Then what is it? You're not talking about selling me, are you?

A man who raises a single eyebrow in surprise. "Come on by the way," Taro prefaced, continuing.

"It's going to be illegal in another six months. Then the factory runs at a good rate. Ownership is punishable, so I don't think there's any rushing demand right now."

The foot I was walking towards the factory stops.

"............... is that a customer list?

A short word. When Taro replied, "That's a quick and helpful story," the man said, "I'm not kidding," absurdly.

"Customer information is also a fine trade secret. If it's illegal, there's no way I can give it to you as it stands. If you're going to force him, you'd better destroy the entire list now."

Customer information that can be considered the life of a company. They told me to give it to you, and there is no such company as to honestly give it to you. If you do that, you will discredit your customers and your competitors will take everything away from you. Thus the man's reaction was as Taro expected, and naturally he was also thinking about how to deal with it.

"Aren't you willing to join the Alliance?

From a controlled company to a controlled company. A man's eyes open to amazement at such a suggestion by Taro.

"That's... that's a pretty fascinating idea... but no, I don't think any other Alliance member company would allow it. I don't know what to say to myself, but my place is not a legitimate business. Greyzone's a good place, too, huh?

"Permission and nothing. We're just talking about transferring part of the alliance decision allocation held by Rising Sun, so there's no need to complain."

"Decision-Making Allocation... Are you trying to sell me a seat? I don't think it's sane. How much do you think it's gonna take?

"Well, hundreds of millions of credits even if you estimate less? Do you do that dozens of times now? Well, you can't."

"Around!! I don't know what kind of cash you're doing in such a tiny place!

"Aye. Calm down, calm down... by the way, you're at home, and you're also a bit of a pirate. Take a toll or pluck a pretty high escort fee even though you don't have to."

"... I don't know. If you knew, what happened to it? You can sue as much as you like."

"Doesn't it legalize?

"... ahh?

Taro approximated the man who solidified with a surprised look, displaying a realm map of the RS Alliance territory on the terminal at hand.

"Our area is outside the outer space, so come on. Same here, but when it comes to the periphery, it's not very much, but I can't get around it. That's why we're talking about creating policing organizations that we can trust in every region. It's been tough lately because you're a pirate and a wind, so let me have that privilege."

".................. go on"

"That's all the pirate stuff you're doing. That means you have a ship. No, I'm comfortable leaving policing to you. 'Cause I know how pirates do things, and most importantly, they're rooted on the ground. Our fleet isn't good enough to chase little pirate ships around, is it? For a lot of big ships, it's too inefficient. A de facto army."

………………

arm and a man begins to ponder.

"On the contrary, I suppose I could say it's almost invincible for dealing with a fleet of that size. For example," The bad guys who defy policing "opponents."

Slowly, it exhales to stain a man's head with what he tries to say. The man thought for a while before opening his mouth.

"You mean to expand the forces of the scattered periphery to an easily manageable size? If you join the organization, you will also get support from the fleet for rival companies......... you are a wolf inside. It's not like we're playing against each other."

"Just justice and beauty. Then I'm going to know enough that I can't save peace or human life. It's like throwing up backwards, but it's real. At least we're going to make sure we select the companies that will join the organization."

"Hmm......... you guys can't transfer your seats for free in a position. It should be a massive bribe to a specific company. After all, we can't have cash. We're the same star range with no drive particles. It doesn't even exist... No, it doesn't..."

Along the way I'm talking, I raise my voice like a man noticed something.

"Organization, you said? Are you willing to gather companies from across the periphery to create a single union? You're gonna let the unions buy your seats, aren't you? It's not an easy size to manage, you're going to put it together in a single organization."

"Your answer. The name of the organization is going to be Police."

"You're a hell of a guy to think about... that cassava is going to be a hell of a lot of power one day. Aren't you going to strangle me?

The look on the face of a man as if he were laughing, or as if he were frightened. After a while, the man opened his mouth with one tongue slap.

"............... a large customer list purchasing heating equipment. Is that good enough for now?

To the man's words, Taro responded with a full smile.