"You're kidding me. Hey! What are you thinking, cancer!
Anger heard from the comms. Taro shook his tinnitus head gently as he hurriedly activated the tuning function with BISHOP.
"No, don't be so angry, Dingo. There's a lot going on over here. Come on."
Doesn't make sense anyway, but haha friendly laughing taro.
"Oh, come on, come on, you son of a bitch. I don't hate the Imperial Corps in this galaxy. Harassment? Whenever you're willing!
"No, no, I don't mean that. Did Mr. Dean call you to tell you how it was going?
"Oh, yeah. It's from some motherfucker who sidelined in one of the fights. Damn, you promised to keep the Empire down. Why did you imitate me like this?
"That's right Dean, you don't have a job......... why, you don't give me information even if you normally ask me. Or tease."
"Perhaps! I'll do that. I don't even have an in-laws!
"I need to talk to you for a second... What are you so upset about? Did Mr. Dean do something to you? It's not like we're in a deep relationship, but it's not like you."
A Dingo known to Tailang was supposed to be a person who was short tempered but capable of making calm decisions that left out emotions where needed. It's usual for me to skip the curse, but now Dingo felt as persistent as he could get.
"............... no. He just asked me to give him some information about some shitty companies."
"Well, right. Then what are you so crunchy about?
"Ugh! Better yet, give us some information that will benefit us. On the other hand, I don't think it's a good idea."
"Yes, yes, I know. Exchange. That's right."
Taro often gave some information that he thought would be fine to flush. Mostly about the EAP perimeter, most of which seemed to be facts that Dingo knew too, but from the reaction some seemed new to him.
"I received a report about their military expansion, but I didn't expect that to happen..."
Hit and change from earlier, a soothing voice-colored dingo. He spent some time then silently, but eventually opened his mouth.
"Hey, did you dig into the other side and check it out?
"On the other side? No, that's why you're asking Toko for information."
"That's not true. I'm guessing you're doing well with EAP's military right now. It's about all kinds of business partners. I don't think Takasaki is the only one removed. As for this information, yes. I'll send you everything you know. You can dismantle it with our hands if you want."
"Dismantling........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... You can't be a little disgusting. Is that a verse that comes to mind?
"There's nothing there, but it's not a sure story. Anyway, do a thorough research on the suppliers that are making deliveries to the EAP military. I don't mind ignoring anything else. It's top priority."
"No, no... Huh? Something that feels so bad?
"I don't know. I don't know what to do with it."
Dingo that doesn't seem to boil anything down. Taro sweated disgustingly that something was apparently happening to his appearance that was not a mess. Dingo is definitely on guard about something.
".................. ok. Should we go around that way with the information we got?
"I don't mind your judgment, but if you can, do it. I'll have something for you too."
"Whoa. In that direction... see you later."
When Taro said so and terminated the communication, he put his arms together and thought about it for a while.
"To dismantle, all four companies are pretty big cousins... are they? Damn, what the hell. Don't bother."
When he shrugged so, Taro hurried to launch a call by emergency line against the Rising Sun summit. He explained the content of the earlier conversation and just gave instructions to start gathering all the information he could about the EAP military.
Obviously you specialize in emphasizing femininity, a highly exposed space suit that seems useless from a functional point of view. A woman dressed gracefully for it, which according to people could also be taken as nasty, was clearing her ears to reports from her deputy on the bridge of a warship, a mass of functional beauty, as opposed to that garment.
"- It is. Looks like they're doing well, Miss Etta."
That's what the deputy makes me laugh. When Etta snorted at it, she replied boringly, "Right."
"It is somewhat higher than expectations at best, but I think we can expect further results from future improvements. It is expected that the percentage of disposal will increase proportionally."
"I don't mind. Anything you can bring... right. I want another 10% increase in production by next month. You can do that, can't you?
"Ha, roger. However, it seems likely that future increases in production will be troubling due to example problems."
"Mmm, you're in trouble. Narcotics restriction laws, I wonder. You don't have a replacement candidate somewhere?
"Yes, we're rushing delivery from another route, but honestly it's not very fragrant. We're going to need to develop new refineries and smuggling routes."
"You can't use drugs from another universe... it really hurt that Coleman died that time of year"
Etta sighed at the magnitude of that economic loss, thinking of Coleman's death. For Etta, Coleman's personal death was nothing but a good event, except to say that it would be his knowledge, which was supposed to create tremendous wealth.
"I wouldn't mind a deficit for a while. Whatever it is, just create a market for Coleman-style drugs in the rest of the universe."
When Etta instructed him to do so, he clenched his teeth thinking about the market in the Enzio universe, which had until now been the source of drugs.
The recently announced RS Alliance drug restriction laws had great potential to hit her drug delivery route, and signs of that had already been shown. Even if it doesn't stop her company from standing where it's gone, there's a great chance that one big project could be frustrated. Her project required an endorphin booster of the kind devised by Coleman, which, unfortunately, was only produced in the Alpha universe where Coleman was active.
"Got it. I'll make it hurry. And earlier, Miss Yotta intercepted what appears to be an intercommunication between the heads of White Dingo and Rising Sun."
"Hmm... so, what's the content?
"Ha, unfortunately. Communication has advanced cryptographic processing, making it difficult to analyze. It's probably using a pretty advanced cryptograph."
"Oh, yeah. It's no big deal for our intelligence department... hehe, would Yotta be mad if I told you this?"
Etta actually imagined those places and enjoyed the look of Yotta distorting her face in a grumpy manner. This is what I just imagined, so I was wondering how great it would actually be if I saw it.
"Miss Etta. We are currently quite dependent on deliveries from White Dingo. It's a big problem when this is gone, isn't it?
"You're saying Rising Sun realizes our intentions and is rooting for Dingo? Impossible. Something suspicious, even if you realize it."
"That may be..."
"Heh heh, and there's no way White Dingo would ban drugs. It's where the real outlaws come together, right? Even if it could be banned on the surface, there are people behind it who make as many as they want. That's the place, over there."
"Is that what it is? But there's a precedent called RS, right?
"Worrying, you are. The only time I could imitate a drug ban in RS was when I happened to have the best timing to do it. Probably the worst from us. And Dingo's company itself has a hand in drug trafficking. Where are those fools who crush their own valuable sources of income?"
Etta explained that, adding "to that," she smiled lightly.
"That man is a man who moves in profit. Because I" read "it when I made the deal before, no doubt about it. I hear dogs were easy animals to stick with, and it's okay."
Etta managed to contain herself from about to laugh, and this story waved at the end of the day.
"Either way, we have enough stock to squeeze out the Alpha universe. Make sure you do it."
When he said that and stood up, Etta walked out toward the exit. Make your body twist supple and walk like a model at night walking on stage. When she imagined the sight of inferiority that the deputy would be pointing at her own hindsight, she found a tingling excitement.
It's not like I have anything to think about a deputy. She just liked herself.