Time rewinds to three days ago.
About half an hour after Nora Camp sat in the Brain-Link Command Chair, Nico Ross barely completed a lesson, then brought a plate of late-night snacks, feeling dizzy and overwhelmed, and pushed open Nora's door.
The two little rascals are now living under the same roof, basically not locking their doors, and can come and go freely.
Unfortunately, this time Nora did not have the time to pay attention to him.
In order to prevent interference, a transparent protective shield isolated the inside and outside of the command chair.
That's when Nico remembered that she had said she was going to receive the fleet.
Looking at the focused Nora, little Nico's heart felt somewhat hurt for some reason.
As a three-year-old little rascal, Nico rarely felt a sense of loss in the past.
He knew he was behind, so he was always working hard to study, aiming for low-end positions like service officers on Nora's future ship.
