Bladwin: (Knocking on the door) Hey, Ichiro, you should come to the bridge. We're approaching the Dort Colonies, and it's quite a sight.
Ichiro: (Without looking up from his writing) I'm busy right now, Bladwin. Can't it wait?
Bladwin: (Insisting) I know you're busy, but this is something you should see. Trust me.
Ichiro: (Irritated) Bladwin, I don't have a girl waiting for me to be near her like you do. I can stay here and write in peace.
Bladwin: (A bit embarrassed, but firm) It's not about that. It's just... Well, it's a beautiful sight, and I thought you might appreciate it.
Ichiro: (Sighs, putting down his writing) Fine, fine. I'll come with you to the bridge. But only for a moment.
Bladwin leads the way to the bridge. Hoping that he'll enjoy the view of the approaching Dort Colonies.
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Ichiro stepped onto the bridge, greeted by the sight of the six identical colonies in the distance. Shino's comment about their similarity drew a chuckle from him.
Ichiro: "You're right, Shino. It's like they copied and pasted these colonies all over the place."
The crew on the bridge went about their duties, monitoring the approach to the Dort Colonies. Ichiro couldn't help but notice Kudelia glancing shyly at Mikazuki, who was standing nearby. He decided to have a little fun.
Ichiro: (Teasingly) "Ah, Kudelia, I see you're quite fond of Mikazuki, huh? Quite the pair you two make."
Kudelia's face turned a shade of pink as she stammered in response.
Kudelia: (Blushing and stammering) "Wh-What are you talking about, Ichiro?"
Mikazuki, always one to keep things light, chimed in with a grin.
Mikazuki: (Stoic) "Yeah, Ichiro, what's your point?"
Ichiro decided not to push it further. Instead, he shifted his attention back to the view of the Dort Colonies.
Ichiro: (Smirking) "Oh, nothing, just enjoying the view of these colonies. They all look the same, don't they, Shino?"
Shino: (Rubbing his chin) "Yeah, they sure do, Ichiro.
Ichiro: (Not Impressed) These are some rough hunks of metal.
Ichiro's nonchalant demeanor never failed to amuse those around him. When Atra chimed in and playfully tugged at his ear. Atra told Ichiro that he can't even make one. Ichiro confidently remarked that he makes the best hunks.
Ichiro's confident remark about making "the best hunks" caught Atra's attention. She couldn't help but be curious.
Atra: (Curious) "The best hunks, Ichiro? What's that supposed to mean?"
Ichiro, ever the enigmatic figure, leaned in slightly, a mischievous glint in his eye.
Ichiro: (Mysteriously) "Well, Atra, it's like a work of art, you see. White Yuri."
Atra and Orga exchanged puzzled glances, both unaware of what White Yuri was.
Atra: (Confused) "White Yuri? What's that?"
Atra, intrigued but not quite getting the reference, asked for more details. Ichiro leaned in closer, adopting a poetic tone as he spoke.
Ichiro decided to add a touch of mystique to his response.
Ichiro: (Poetic) "It's a Machine. I forged it when the night falls and the stars die."
His cryptic words hung in the air for a moment before he chuckled and clarified.
Ichiro: (Grinning) "Nah, just kidding. I kept it a secret because I don't like people watching how I work. You know, my trade secrets."
Orga: "You kept this secret pretty well, Ichiro. When did you find the time to build it?"
Ichiro's response, delivered with a touch of enigmatic charm, left them all intrigued.
Ichiro: "Oh, Orga, my friend, secrets are best kept under the cover of darkness. As for when I made it, well, that's a story for another time."
Shino, who had been listening, remembered something important.
Shino: (Remembering) "Hey, Ichiro, speaking of skills, could you help me and Yamagi with implanting the Alaya-Vijnana system into one of the Graze units Teiwaz gifted us? We've got a spare unit we want to enhance."
Ichiro considered the request for a moment and then nodded.
Ichiro: (Agreeing) "Sure thing, Shino. I've been thinking of adding it to Ogre as well. Let's get to work together."
As Kudelia listened to the banter and interactions. She couldn't help but reflect on just how different they were in terms of personality and demeanor.
Mikazuki, the stoic and nonexpressive one, was a man of few words, often conveying his thoughts and feelings through actions rather than words. He had a quiet intensity about him, a strong and silent presence that commanded respect.
On the other hand, there was Ichiro, the teasing and mischievous machine. He seemed to have an endless supply of quips and playful remarks, always ready to lighten the mood with his banter. His outgoing and expressive nature was a stark contrast to Mikazuki's reserved demeanor.
Kudelia couldn't help but find their differences intriguing. It was as if they balanced each other out, each bringing something unique to the group dynamic.
Orga's decision to dock at Dock 2 was confirmed, but Shino's curiosity got the better of him as he pointed toward Dock 3 on the screen. Biscuit, always knowledgeable, chimed in to explain its purpose.
"Dork 3," he began, "is a bit different. It's more about luxury and comfort. Those are homes for the factory owners from Earth, and there are plenty of commercial facilities to cater to their needs."
Kudelia, who was perked up at the mention of "commercial facilities."
Shino, appreciative of Biscuit's insights, offered his thanks, acknowledging Biscuit's expertise in these matters.
Orga, in his usual role as the leader, made the announcement that after delivering Teiwaz's cargo, their next destination would be Earth. Kudelia, however, had a special request. She politely asked for permission for herself and Fumitan to visit Dock 3, which was known for its commercial facilities and the luxurious homes of factory owners from Earth.
Orga, accommodating as always, agreed to Kudelia's request. But Atra, feeling a bit left out and perhaps a touch of jealousy, couldn't help but voice her feelings. Kudelia, not one to exclude anyone, promptly invited Atra to join them. Orga, concerned about the safety of the group and perhaps wanting to keep an eye on things, asked Mikazuki to accompany the ladies during their visit to Dock 3. Biscuit also asks for permission to go and gets it.
Ichiro, always one to seize an opportunity, chimed in with his own request. He mentioned that he and Bladwin would like to accompany the group to Dock 3. He claimed to have an acquaintance there, which added some weight to his plea.
Orga, initially hesitant about the idea of so many members leaving the ship at once, paused for a moment to consider. After a brief pause, he relented, agreeing to Ichiro's request. He trusted his team and their ability to handle themselves responsibly.
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As the transport plane's engines roared to life and the group prepared for their visit to Dock 3, Ichiro leaned closer to Bladwin, whispering with a sly grin, "You know, Bladwin, this could be the perfect opportunity for you to go on a date with Fumitan."
Bladwin, appreciative of Ichiro's matchmaking efforts, responded, "Thanks, Ichiro. I'll keep that in mind."
Ichiro continued in a conspiratorial tone, "But before your romantic rendezvous, I have a little side trip in mind. We'll be visiting an old acquaintance of mine first."
Bladwin nodded, intrigued by Ichiro's mysterious plans. As they settled into their seats and the transport plane began to depart from the Isaribi, the anticipation of the upcoming visit and potential adventures filled the air.
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Ichiro and Bladwin stepped out of the transport plane onto Dock 3, a place unfamiliar to the Tekkadan crew. Ichiro turned to Biscuit and asked, "Biscuit, make sure to stay in touch with us. This is an unknown place for all of us, and we don't know what to expect."
Biscuit nodded in agreement, recognizing the need for communication in this unfamiliar environment. "Don't worry, Ichiro. We'll keep in touch. Just be careful."
As Ichiro and Bladwin left the group, they started walking through Dock 3.
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Ichiro rubbed his head where Bladwin had smacked him and chuckled nervously. "Well, I guess we'll just have to figure it out as we go along. It's an adventure, right?"
Bladwin sighed, realizing they were in an unfamiliar place with no clear direction. "Just promise me we won't get lost for too long."
Ichiro grinned and clapped Bladwin on the back. "Don't worry, Bladwin. We'll find our way, and it'll be a story to tell when we get back."
Ichiro turned to the pretty looking middle-aged woman and asked, "Excuse me, ma'am, do you know where I can find ------- shop? I'm looking for an acquaintance."
The woman smiled mischievously and said, "I might know, but I'll need a little something in return."
Ichiro raised an eyebrow, curious. "What do you need?"
With a sly grin, the woman leaned in and said, "A kiss would do."
Ichiro, somewhat taken aback by the middle-aged woman's unexpected request, blinked a few times before turning to Bladwin. "Bladwin, let's get out of here!"
Bladwin, not questioning Ichiro's urgency, immediately started running alongside him. His cape billowed behind him, making him look somewhat comical as they hurriedly made their escape.
The middle-aged woman called after them, "Come back, handsome boy! The offer's still on the table!"
Ichiro and Bladwin didn't stop until they were a safe distance away. Breathing heavily, Ichiro glanced at Bladwin and chuckled. "Well, that was an interesting encounter, huh?"
Bladwin, still trying to catch his breath, managed a weak smile. "Yeah, let's just hope we don't run into any more 'interesting' people on this trip."
Ichiro and Bladwin took a moment to catch their breath, both chuckling at the coincidence of stopping right in front of the shop Ichiro had been searching for.
Ichiro nodded in agreement as they stood in front of the shop he had been looking for. "True, Bladwin, she did lead us here, albeit in a rather unusual way."
Bladwin looked around the area, taking in the surroundings. "So, what's the plan now? Do we go in and look for your acquaintance?"
Ichiro in a hoping tone, "That's the plan."
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(A:N : Are you guys okay with longer chapter's?)