Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique]

I want all kinds of resources and supplies to be separated as consideration for human trafficking.

Proposal issued by a representative coming from a stealthied station, communicated by his subordinates. Taro didn't even have much anger when he heard it. The current flow of meeting and listening in person is also because I couldn't help but yell at him. But...

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Now before the uncharacteristic old man, Taro scratches his jaw wondering what's wrong. The act of yelling was unfulfilled, and now anger had taken its place in confusion. From what I've heard about the old man, it didn't seem like it was just about human trafficking.

"So, uh... the kids I entrusted to you are doing fine at some station?

Taro asks the question, clouding his mouth, which he almost said was "sold" by accident. Then the old man opened his mouth with a tender grin.

"Yeah, yeah, the vendors are keeping their promises right. Sometimes I get e-mails to my family. Each one seems to be doing well over there. Because of the distance, it was dated months ago."

Slow, calm tone. I won't stare, I don't look like I'm lying. Taro nods at it "I see," but he thought it was up to him to lie inside. It's not the email itself, it's what it would say.

"" Provision of labor in exchange for supplies. Seems like you're saying something decent at first sight, but you're actually not. This. What do you think? ""

Taro asks Bella who uses BISHOP and monitors this room from a separate room.

"" On the contrary, the human traffickers around here look cute. ""

Bella's voice like throwing up. When Taro nodded in his mind that he completely agreed, he put together in his head again what he had learned from his story with the old man.

First of all, the example station - the name Garda Station - but apparently it was an antique that existed since the early days of the Empire's expansion. Contact with the outside world, with the only exception, was zero, and it seemed to me that we managed to do it deludedly, but it was, by the way, beyond our limits, and it seemed like the best we could do to feed the number of people who were here today. Resources seem to come from nearby asteroids, but naturally they can't cover everything there alone, and they also say the lack of technicians and equipment to process it is a necklace.

And what is currently at issue with Taro is its exceptional part of the connection with the outside world. That's a few small vendors to the extent that they can finally own a small ship, and once every few years they come fumbling around and pick up the kids in exchange for critical equipment and supplies. Surprisingly, the vendor said he was doing it out of good faith, and the station's residents believed it. What's more, there are verses on the station's side that also think it's good for the kids.

In fact, Taro is also a place where about thirty young men and women are enthusiastically pressed, and that seemed to weigh more on the point of having the children taken than on the need for supplies and equipment. At least he said he should be able to live better than here.

"... did you also get the stealth device outside from that vendor?

Taro speaks with restraint to avoid putting suspicion or distrust on the table. And the old man nods, "Yeah." Taro said, "What can you buy such a expensive device in exchange for a workforce of just a few or dozens!" I put up with the desire to scream.

"" When it becomes a stealth device that can be hidden on a station-by-station basis, it will be higher than a lousy frigate. Can you buy a destroyer class ship? ""

Bella's voice heard over BISHOP. "" Right, "Taro replied, turning to the old man, saying he had something to check.

"Limit settlement... don't you know what I mean? Uh, I know the station isn't the only state where I can be independent. Well, there must be places like that. I'd like to hear that............... why aren't you running away?

If you can't live there, the natural flow is that you just have to move. The old man looked a little bewildered by such a tall question.

"How? We don't have a ship that can travel between stars."

A really simple and understandable answer. When Taro heard the answer, he decided to place the people buyer at the head of the "list to be wiped out one day". And when he found out what he was going to say next, Taro replied, "Let me think," to the old man, who looked around with the look he had hoped for something, and decided to stand there.

Surely if it's a pram, you can also get all the people on the station on board. But I didn't know if I should do it now, Taro.

"This place is......... I know how to say it, but I mean......... damn it!

Taro moved away from the room where the old man was and to Bella and Alan's waiting room. He made things say to the force multiplied in the armed suit, smashing the walls.

"... human ranch, is that Toko? I've been dealing with both wals quite like shit too, but you've never been this far. They're on the outside."

Bella exhales cigar smoke in a grumpy manner. Alan paid for it with his hands like a jerk.

"Well, I agree. The vendor's not even Locke. Don't lie to me. If you're really willing to save them, we're just talking about buying them all the boats they can get on. If you have enough money to buy an example device, it should be financially sufficient."

When Alan said that, he walked under Taro and slapped the masked part of his armsuit with a knack. "I know," Taro said, removing his helmet and throwing it on the spot.

"The Garda people think the Empire collapsed long ago... no, it's not. That's what makes me believe. When we got here, did you hear why the other guy was so slow to react? I'm gonna laugh. He thinks we're aliens!

When Taro did so, he sat back in his chair and covered his face. I was about to cry out of the feeling of being rude.

"I guess in them the time remains stopped thousands of years ago. This is the time when a ship in its current destroyer class was called a battleship. The advent of a modern fleet of manoeuvres where people were told that mankind was only alive in detail. Maybe it's no surprise you think you're an alien."

said Alan as he sat down next to Taro. He said, "Can I have it, too?" and received a cigar from Bella.

"Sounds like we have some vendors, but I guess it's all guru or single organization. You have to keep your mouth shut, and you're lying to multiple people because lies can be more credible in many ways."

Bella extinguishes the cigar fire by making sure to crush it into an ashtray. When she took out the next bottle in frustration, she set it on fire again.

"I wonder what the hell kind of nerve you can keep doing that for hundreds of years. Wasn't there a human being to disprove that?

Sigh loud, Alan. Taro laughed "ha" at it with his nose.

"It must be some weird organization made by crazy people......... oh, shit. What am I supposed to do!?

Taro holding his head with a bitter face. There Alan tilts his neck, "I don't care what you do."

"Are you sure you want to take me to Alliance territory? Plum will get us all on board."

Alan with a strange look. And Bella said, "Are you nuts?" He pinched his mouth.

"Then we can take him home. But if you do, you're bound to realize that lies are lies, right? I don't know what parents think when they find out that they were actually just selling their kids out to bad guys in hopes of being happier. It's been around for hundreds of years, too. Can you stand it?

Bella stopping by Alan first. "I see," Alan sighed again, arms in a depressed manner.

"Well, that's the thing. I can't teach you the truth in a way, and I can't take responsibility for that. I've been looking at the plumb and the fleet, so some of you may be wondering... but I guess I'll just have to let the other person in charge judge me."

Taro grunts with a blush. "That would be reasonable," Bella said, rubbing off the cigar again, which she had hardly smoked.

"As for this one, it would be nice to bring only my grandfather and some delegates who came this way. They should decide for themselves whether or not to tell Garda's people the truth afterwards…… of course…"

Bella turns her face toward Taro. She opened her mouth again as she raised her index finger to draw Taro's attention.

"It's up to you to decide what to do with the vendor. You happen to be the one who just happened to suffer in a place you wanted to go through. No one will blame you for leaving you alone. [M] There's a chance there's more you can do than know who you're dealing with. Just don't regret it."

To finish, Bella laughs at the edge of her mouth. "You know what I mean anyway," Taro replied pointing his mouth at Bella like that.