"Dean! I brought everyone over to see you!"
The one who pushed the door in was none other than Misha, who was still lounging around on the spaceship earlier, along with the kids behind her. They were naturally the children who had only just arrived on the ship not too long ago.
"Well! Why are you all here?"
Even though the guest room provided by Renault wasn't too small, the fact that a dozen or so people were all crammed in at once immediately made the space in the guest room seem a bit overstretched.
Of course, after all the squeezing, Tania was still very pleased to see all these children appearing in front of her in one piece.
"Not bad, not a single one is missing. Looks like I didn't get this beating for nothing."
Tania nodded. Her cheeks had been cleaned with warm water, so it no longer looked as swollen as they did before, resembling a bread.
The bruises were still there, but at least it didn't look as hideous.
"Dean, it seems like you got beaten up just because you wanted to go retrieve Dean Oliver's legacy, right?"
"Eh ... Hey! You little badass! Why is your head spinning so fast! Can you not be so quick to split hairs!"
"Hmph! Just don't! A few years ago, he obviously wasn't much older than us, but as soon as she went out for a few years, she came back and became the dean! Hmph!"
"Damn wow! You guys! I'm still doing this for everyone! The expenses of so many people are high! If I don't take more money, are you waiting to sit on your ass?"
Outside the guest room door.
M3 who was standing at the door listened to the sounds of bickering and laughter in the guest room. The depression of not being able to go on the mission together this time was slightly dispelled.
There shouldn't be any problems on this side now, so she could also go to Super-Shorty to ask what exactly was the status of the mission just now.
Why did she see M870 walking towards the commander's workshop earlier?
"Well, the field allowance...I want it too ..."
"Didn't the commander already give you an allowance? Look at you, you didn't even spend any right?"
Alchemist who passed by M3 looked at M3 somewhat strangely.
Although she had stayed in the city for a while and let these dolls go out to play, if she remembered correctly, M3 didn't seem to have bought too many things, even her clothes had only increased in one or two sets.
She was even wearing the same uniform she had brought over from Griffin herself in the first place, stitched up and put back on.
"Hey..! Alchemist! Why are you walking without making any noise at all!" M3 jumped directly at Alchemist's words and jerked back, only relieved after realizing that behind her was Alchemist in her leather apron.
"What no sound? I'm still pushing the crate here. It was so loud all the way over here that I could hear it even from the elevator side." Alchemist rolled her eyes.
This girl was obviously the one who was lost in thought and blamed her for walking without sound?
"Uh, did you just take the ingredients to the kitchen here?"
"Yeah, in a while it will be meal time. There are quite a lot of people coming today. Hopefully, we can consume a little bit more. The storehouse side is bursting at the seams. Then again, have you spent all your money? Do you want me to lend you some?"
"No! Nope! I just want to go on more commissions and then save up a little bit more money.... I usually can't save up much money when I'm at Griffin, and if I spend a little bit more on my daily expenses, all that money in my pocket is going to be spent."
She is afraid of being poor.
At Griffin headquarters, every time she stands guard, she always sees those dolls returning from the field with a variety of food or other items. Even if she craves more dessert, she has to be careful to wait for the internal supply store discount...
"Saving money? Well, it's good if you like it, but what's so great about going on a mission? Didn't you just see M870? It was very laughable. She got shot in the back of the head and lost a piece of hair, not to mention a big dent in her armor plate."
On top of that, that girl needs to stay that way until Renault finishes eating...
"Ah, this..."
"I guess that girl won't run out of the workroom until everyone else is done eating. I just don't know if MDR and the girls went over to take pictures or something, but MDR went along with this one, so I guess I'll get the pictures by the end of the night."
Alchemist spoke while waving her hand towards M3 and left.
Left alone, M3 stood in the corridor. Her heart was incomparably torn. She wondered if whether she should still apply to be part of the commission next time or not...
After all, the three people who went out on this mission, besides M870 who was shot in the back of the head, M500 and Super-Shorty also had some wounds on their bodies, just not as serious as M870.
Although their injury is not serious, the clothes on their body are almost scrapped.
There are too many holes, even if they can be mended, it will become a flowery dress in the future...
If you have to change into a new set of clothes every time you come back from a mission... well, it hurts...
"Well... what a blunder, I didn't realize that you need to write an action report after a commission? And what exactly is the meaning of the previously mentioned entry assessment? If the evaluation is not good and we did not pass, what happens?"
M3 was lost in thought when saw M500 and Super-Shorty coming out from their respective dormitory. M500 was holding a tablet with a headache, obviously unable to figure out how to write this action report.
"It's like a work report, just explain the course of action, what's so difficult about it." Super-Shorty didn't have a headache with this. It wasn't like she hadn't written one before when she was at Griffin.
"That, Super-Shorty? Did your operation this time go well?" Seeing the two, M3 immediately waved a greeting and came up.
"Well, let's say it went relatively smoothly. It's just that the process was slightly that much of a headache. Luckily, this time, we had HK416 to go with the commander."
The three of them talked as they walked towards the restaurant.
...
The journey to the commissioned city wasn't really that far, and just after Tania had been wheeled out of the stateroom by Rona in a wheelchair to dabble in a meal, the spaceship had arrived over the planned city.
Tania appears to be quite famous in the city. The airport quickly cleared an area for the spaceship to land after recognizing Tania.
Just like before, when the spaceship landed, it attracted a large crowd of spectators. The reporters were even rushing forward, each one of them squeezing forward as if they were desperate, fearing that they would not be able to take pictures of this epoch-making flying machine.
"You should be able to take care of yourself after that, right?"
Looking at Tania who was still sitting on the wheelchair, Renault raised his eyebrows towards the other party and asked.
"Of course, this little matter is still no problem. Anyway, thanks a lot this time, Mr. Renault."
"No need, it's just a matter of getting paid to do a job. If you have any more commissions in the future, remember to call."
After sending Tania away, the spaceship immediately didn't stop here and directly took off and left the airspace above the city.