Mob #71: “Oh? What’s this? There’s a creepy fatty here! I thought I taught you your place last time.”
The interrogation regarding the Pink Head incident was over, and both my father and mother were unharmed. They were allowed to go home.
Since it had been a while since we last met, I thought,
“What do you guys want to do? If you want to go shopping or somewhere, I can help carry your bags.”
At the same time, I offered to pay for them,
“No, thank you. It’s a rare outing with your father. We want to take our time together. Besides, you’ve already given us plenty of money.”
but my mother gently declined,
Well, it would be rude to interrupt their couple time.
“Okay, have fun.”
And so, my parents headed towards the bustling streets.
I wonder if, at this age, I might end up with a little brother or sister…
Anyway, today I’ll just go home and sleep. I’m tired.
The next day, when I visited the mercenary guild, it was just like any other day.
“You seem to be born under an unlucky star,”
“That’s supposed to be a special trait of people like Arthur, Lambert, and Yuri,”
Uncle Roans laughed and teased me, but honestly, it wasn’t a joke.
After he was satisfied with his teasing, Uncle Roans suddenly became serious and said,
“About that Pink Head, it seems someone helped the escape.”
He explained the answer to the question I had when I encountered Pink Head.
“I see…”
“And, the pink head was being treated in a capsule for the wounds you inflicted and the paralyzer shot by the Major General. Shee died of a heart attack during treatment.”
I felt a chill at Uncle Roans’s report.
“Clearly, she was taken care of…”
“With that personality, they probably intended to use her as a pawn after helping her escape, but she acted on her own.”
Uncle Roans also looked somewhat disgusted.
In that case, or even if not, it’s better not to get involved with that Pink Head anymore.
Honestly, with all this stress, my motivation to work is dwindling.
But I can’t just not work.
“I want a job without combat…”
If that’s the case, this might be a compromise.
“There’s a job with a one-month commitment, decent pay, and no combat. It’s not posted on the board yet,”
Uncle Roans said, showing me a job listing that hadn’t been posted yet.
The job involved transporting personnel and equipment from the base camp to the excavation site on the planet Tosle, and then waiting at the base camp, occasionally doing odd jobs.
Apparently, there used to be a dedicated person for this, but they got injured, and now inexperienced staff are handling it.
“A one-month commitment, huh…”
“But there’s definitely no combat. The scenery is nice, and the water and air are good.”
I looked at the jobs posted on the board, but most of them were pirate extermination or escort missions.
“Well, the other jobs seem likely to involve combat. Can I leave tomorrow since today is already busy?”
“Sure, you’ll need to prepare.”
So, I accepted the job and left the mercenary guild.
If I’m going to be committed for a month, I might as well buy some light novels, manga, and anime data cards that I haven’t read yet.
Oh, it would also be nice to re-read old works or current series back issues.
Maybe I’ll revisit [My Sister Can’t Be This Cute], [I Don’t Have Many Friends], or [Limit Breaker Garombaron].
I decided to go to [Anime Member].
At [Anime Member], I bought the new volume of [Assassin x Family], and at [Seiza Ban], I bought the anime data card set for [Cowgirl Swing].
As I was leaving [Anime Member], I was approached by someone unexpected.
“What a coincidence, Captain Uzoss,”
said Rossweisse-san, the small combat vessel WVS-09 with a will of its own, which I had recently acquired from a Bio-roid body.
“Oh, hello. Well, I’ll be going…”
The situation I feared had happened.
So, I tried to leave immediately.
But Rossweisse-san caught me.
“Hey, why are you avoiding me?”
“If I’m seen with the famous [Feathered Helmet]’s partner, strange rumors might spread. Isn’t Lambert with you today?”
Being alone with Rossweisse-san is really dangerous.
If Lambert were here, he could act as a safety valve, but…
“He went to some shopping district with a friend named Levin-Grissel…”
It seemed that wasn’t an option.
In that case, I had no choice but to talk to her.
Forcing a refusal might be even more dangerous.
“So, what do you want with me?”
“I have something I want to ask you. Let’s not talk standing here, how about we go there?”
She pointed to a famous stylish café chain that I dislike.
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Enduring the stares of the staff and customers, Rossweisse-san ordered a Strawberry Something Frappuccino, and I ordered a large blend coffee.
As we sat down, Rossweisse-san started talking.
“Captain Uzoss, I have a straightforward question for you. When I first approached you, why did you refuse me?”
I was surprised by her question.
I thought she would understand since she had been rejected by several people.
She continued,
“Albert Circlewood, known as the [Black Devil], had his own high-spec machine. It was like a downgraded version of me. The commander of the Imperial Guard, General Kierekt Yrundiver, had enough subordinates that he didn’t need me. So, it’s understandable that they didn’t need me, and I understood their reasons for rejecting me, even if it was unpleasant. But you, who don’t have an excellent machine or outstanding subordinates, rejected me without giving a reason. I want to know why.”
Indeed, at that time, I had reasons for refusing in my mind, but I didn’t say them out loud.
If she wants to know, I guess I can tell her, but I wonder if she’ll get upset.
“If you promise not to get angry…”
“I’ll judge calmly.”
I took a precautionary approach, and Ms. Rossweisse gave me a go-ahead.
So, I explained my reasons for refusing.
“If you’ve seen the guild, you’ll understand that I’m looked down upon by some staff and mercenaries.”
“I got that impression. Well, they’re just foolish people who can’t see your true abilities.”
Rossweisse-san said it as if spitting out the words.
“And those people would try to steal a beautiful and high-performance ship like you from me.”
“Can’t you handle that with force?”
“If I’m surrounded by a group, I have no chance of winning. They’re good at using numbers.”
Besides, I’m not a hero, so no one will come to my rescue.
“Another method is power. A noble could claim, ‘That was originally mine,’ and give sweets to important people in the police and judiciary, making it theirs. I would then die mysteriously in prison.”
“So, you refused to avoid that?”
“That’s right.”
“I see, I understand.”
Rossweisse-san kept her promise and didn’t get angry.
“So, it wasn’t because you didn’t like my performance?”
She even seemed relieved.
Well, as a combat vessel, being told, “You’re useless, so I don’t need you,” must be the most painful thing.
But the main reason I refused was because she was so quick to switch pilots.
“By the way, I have a question for you too.”
“What is it?”
“I’m actually going to the planet Tosle for a job at an excavation site. Do you know anything about the ruins there?”
Since Rossweisse-san is an ancient weapon, I thought she might know something about the ruins on Tosle and asked out of curiosity.
“I don’t know much about it. Some privileged people turned all the flat land, except for their vacation homes and defense bases, into mountainous terrain under the guise of protecting the scenic beauty. Basically, only the chosen ones could build vacation homes there…”
Well, that’s quite a bit of information.
The planet Tosle, where my next job will be,
has an atmosphere suitable for human habitation, abundant water, and lush greenery. However, 100% of the surface is hard rock, and only 1% is flat land. The rest is either on the sea or in the air.
During the development of this small flat area, ancient ruins were discovered, halting the development. Now, there are plans to turn it into a tourist destination.
I wonder what scholars would think if they knew that the current environment of the planet Tosle was created by the whims of the powerful.
As I was thinking about this, I heard a voice I didn’t want to hear.
“Oh? What’s this? There’s a creepy fatty here! I thought I taught you your place last time.”
It was Alodich-Ireburgas, the son of the president of Ireburgas Trading Company, currently studying abroad to take over his father’s company, living a very stylish life.
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mc’s logic is pretty reasonable tbh and ofc someone pops up trying to make to punish people for their view that being unhandsome is a crime they’re allowed to punish people for