"Yeah, yeah. No, no, he said it's okay. Because coups are not popular these days. It's not serious. Huh? No, no, no, no. It's not like we're chewing."
Taro makes a desperate case for the counterparty figures shown on the handymonitor. He was currently walking towards the Battleship Plum reception room, with Marl and Xiaomei holding materials beside him.
Taro went to the monitor and repeated the same interaction about three more times, disconnecting the communication with the sigh. "Again?" he said to Marl, "See you later," Taro said.
"I know there's a foundation for the anti-empire, but isn't there too much for anything?
Since the story of the example coup, an inquiry had somehow arrived into Rising Sun as to what kind of relationship it was.
Sure, Taro had a relationship with Dean, and he didn't even try to hide it in the special, but he wasn't publicly blowing it around. It was the connection with the Imperial Army that appealed positively, but it hasn't even made public how the relationship is with the General himself or his faction.
Dean is also a shareholder of Rising Sun, but since Rising Sun's shares are non-public in the first place, it is difficult to think that it will leak to the outside world. If you're at the top, most people don't even know otherwise.
I mean, it's good to say that so far, there's hardly anything that would directly link the faction of the army to the Talandas.
"It's like they were dreaming about Enzio's rebellion, isn't it? You can just let it go. It was a false alarm after all."
Marr said cold. Plus, "I won't go either, Miss Marr," Xiao Mei's voice enters.
"We may be experiencing information breach issues. In addition, the navigational activities of large vessels within the former Enzio area have become active overall. There is also a little room for danger levels, but not if left unattended"
For some reason, the first time Taro gave it to me, Xiao Mei walking with a slightly run-down girl-shaped body. When she lifted her arms gently, she was sent materials related to BISHOP in Taro.
"It feels like the night before the war."
Taro summed it up so when he checked the graph showing the activities of the battleships in the realm. The food and ammunition-related price increases noted in the remarks also seem to support the idea.
"No more war, Ripple. If you want to do it, feel free to do it. The company we're part of is quiet, right?
Marl asks Xiaomei. And "affirmative," said Xiao Mei. "So far, though," she added.
"I don't think it's going to work because I'm insisting. Congress has come together in a quiet direction... and companies in the realm have no choice but to support them."
I remember what the emergency meeting was about the other day and Taro answered looking some distance.
I originally planned to do that because the regular meeting was approaching in a few days, but because of the big false alarm in the example, it was supposed to be held upfront. The top of the major companies joining the Alliance knew just about the relationship between Taro and Dean, and they needed to be deceived.
"It was a boring lie, I'll tell you. But it's unclear what background it was born in at the moment."
Words conveyed by Dean. Taro took it and suggested drawing attention to the whole area to avoid being danced to by rumors or something. Some senators were like doing some tongue-beating, but most looked like they were stroking their breasts.
The conference also made a proposal for the development of the depth on the Zayed side, which looked somewhat sinister, but managed to get through. Instead, however, they demand some more aggressive asylum from the companies under their umbrella than they do now, in the form of drinking it. It was thought that this was probably due to the fear of entering the edges of companies in the centre of the Empire.
In fact, even in the alpha-side universe, including the RS alliance region, there are numerous sets of entrances from the center, which are still repeated frictions. There was just no such thing as a fight over the Alliance body, except for companies that weren't directly in.
RS law is based on imperial law, and if a declaration of war is declared in formal form, it has to be approved. If you bend over there, it's hard to name a Mafian Corp.
"Even then, we're pretty good people. Frightened. Let's ask the customer what else is going on. Security, thank you!
When he arrived at his destination, Taro raised his hand to greet Phantom, who stood in front of the entrance. Phantom nodded one thing, opening the reception room door.
"Yo, you've been coming a little bit lately. Did they finally kick you out over there?
Skip a light mouth and sit back in the chair opposite the guest. And the other guy says, "I'm gonna kill you, you fucking kid." Dingo is in front of me. It was the usual interaction. Marl, who looked somewhat fed up, sat next to Taro, and Xiaomei sat down a little behind him.
"If you're fired that way, why don't we hire you? I don't have enough underwork."
It also provokes. Not that I have any accumulated resentment, but this was always the case with Taro against Dingo, who doesn't fit his values as some fundamental person.
"Hmm. When that happens, I'll go up and take over the alliance. Get the votes. How about that? It's easy."
"............... sorry, no. Stop it. You're really gonna do it."
Dingo, who is elected representative in the election, is depicted behind Taro's brain and apologizes with a drawn grin. Although the dingo somehow wore a military hat and grew a small moustache.
"Well, what can I do for you? I don't really want to hear it because it's a very difficult requirement for you to come."
Taro cut out that way as he floated his uncomfortable expression. And I thought about it a little bit and wondered if I should try to see Dean as much as possible next time I don't have much use for him. That's pretty close to what I just said to Dingo, because I remember being told the same thing.
"I don't even want to come. Such milk... this time, in business. Big story. Bye."
"No, no, hey. You can surrogate or whatever you want. Why are you here directly?"
"Hmm. I see you haven't quite figured out where you stand yet. Why don't you put a little of your missing head to work? You don't normally use it, do you?
"Angry wow, I knew this guy was angry wow"
Taro had a bitter laugh that caught his attention as he floated his frizz and blues. If Marl hadn't lightly poked me in the leg under the table, I might have stood up.
"For better or worse, my eyes are gathering. One foot at a time is getting noticed, celebrity. The boss of a leading Alliance next door will visit you there in person. How does it look around you?"
Dingo opened the door for me to think about it. "That's not too bad," Marl said, handing it to his chin.
"Even if it was really just for commercial purposes, I don't think so around me. In the battle ahead, we fought together, and I don't know if it's an alliance or a large-scale plan. It's gonna be good."
Marr said it was hard. And I admire Dingo for "heh".
"You know women. Just come here and be quiet around you on your own. The people who were thinking of attacking us might change their minds. Then this doesn't make any sense. If it's just about moving, it's free."
When Dingo said so, he took both feet to the next seat with a bad attitude. Taro made a lot of money, but then he decided not to care that it was the other person's idea.
"Are you using us? Well, fine......... but you, you're not going to be a problem over there. So you're out there, and you can't see us like we're up there?
Between going out and welcoming, the surrounding impressions are completely different. To Taro's such doubts, Dingo laughed with his nose as if to throw up a "ha".
"You can take it personally. We can use it as an opportunity to squeeze out potential rebels......... we'll be all over the inside for a while. I'll have those people disappear."
"Turn it off, it's not calm. Well, I'm not gonna say it the way you do. What the hell is wrong with you? It doesn't look like it, does it?
Hands on the inside. That would also mean that there would be no interference outside, including the rising sun. I didn't think Dingo would divulge such an important thing without any consideration, and it seemed so puzzling.
"There's going to be trouble. Keep your hands on it while you can. Well, don't think about it."
Dingo looking somewhere the day after tomorrow, thinking of something. "Mr. Dingo" and Xiaomei interrupted there when Taro hit a gavel that did not express his satisfaction with "Phew."
"I said business earlier, what would that be? It's about you, wise man. I don't think it has anything to do with what I just said."
Dingo glanced at Xiao Mei's words.
"... I've seen it before, what kind of AI is this?"
Indoor that quiets down properly. Dingo waved as Taro opened his mouth to see if something should be deceived.
"Business is true. A little massive, though. I hear you're doing something funny now."
Dingo clasps the jacket's chest and retrieves the tile version used in Rising Sun where he got it. When he flickered it, he placed it more and more on the table.
"I'm spreading this among us. to the widest possible extent in the territory. If the forehead is within common sense, pay in words. I hear the wind doesn't concentrate as much as you think. You can skew the border with this one. I'll give you the right to development or, in some cases, the right of ownership. What do you say?"
To Dingo's suggestion, Taronda looked at each other silently.