I’m going with a big ship big gun doctrine! Take aim at a slow life! ~I was thrown out into space, but I took over a spaceship by coincidence, so I’ll work as a mercenary while playing with the dirt.~ – Chapter 101 – Apparently mackerel lovers are smart

<Ah, thank you. I used a lot of power getting off the path. It takes time to adjust, wait wait.>

There’s a golden chandelier shining white on the ceiling of Tortilla Double. This kind of decoration can be nice too.

This chandelier has two rings, both with spines that are about ten centimeters tall in random places. Their tips shine white.

Its diameter is about two meters. It’s bigger than me, and he or she is a spirit.

<The spirit path is tough. I’m glad you’re okay.>

“We are all right, but we have a lot of problems, such as the rooms being a mess, and people being injured…”

<The cradle could have been split in three. If you think about that, it went well.>

“That’s scary…”

I hear a voice saying ‘I brought it~’ from the elevator. It’s not repaired yet, so Kori is moving by clinging to the wall.

<Ooh, fruit. Thanks for the fruit. Can I?>

“It’s full of magic energy, so I think it will work on spirits too! It’s life tree fruit after all.”

“We have plenty of what Vasilisa is describing, so one is no problem. I think this is better than giving magic energy from the hyperdrive.”

<Hm, that would be good too, but so is this. Thank you, thank you.>

The living room has been cleaned, so we sit around the chandelier, or rather, Luca the spirit.

Luca is given fruit big enough that Kori carries it with both arms, and Luca slowly comes down before sucking in the fruit.

<Tasty. Or delicious?>

“Don’t start fighting with words.”

<Chatting is fun… The spirit path. It suddenly went bam boom. I didn’t expect to be thrown out.>

“You’re suddenly talking a lot better… What do you mean bam boo?”

“You’re easier to understand now, but what is bam boom?”

<Fufu, I finished adjusting. Thank you for the magic energy. Gimme more.>

“Bam boom! It would be better if you took magic energy from the hyperdrive~!”

“Iris, turn on the hyperdrive.”

“Very well… What is bam boom?”

<Bam boom is bam boom. There’s a sudden swelling from there, you try to contain it but can’t, and everyone’s thrown out.>

So there was a problem in hyperspace…

“That is a problem. When can we expect it to perhaps be fixed…”

“We have food and water for years, but spending that long in a place without even a star is rough.”

<Soon. Soon. I’m taking quite a bit of magic energy, so it should work out.>

“That’s fine, but how much? Hopefully not enough to leave the life-support device almost dry.”

<Hum, about four hours. Double.>

“Keeping it running at double output for four hours~. I think that should be easy~.”

“It is. I will begin.”

Vasilisa writes down what Luca is saying, and shows it to Iris. It’s kind of a problem that this sort of telepathy doesn’t reach Iris.

<It’s too bad telepathy doesn’t work with mechanical intelligence, but it can’t be helped.>

“It is no problem for me. Although it is too bad it will not make a good video since your voice will not be heard.”

“Stop filming the spirit for views.”

<Truly a shame!!!!!!!!!*>

“Ouch!?”

“My head is splitting!”

It feels like my head is being drilled! It’s gonna kill me!

<Sorry.>

“How much of a shame is it…”

<I wanna.>

“Can you perhaps allow the spirit to be in a video…?”

“How do you even know about video sites…”

“Most of us peek into these little people cradles.”

“You watch our videos? All we have is stuff like introducing Tortilla Double.”

<Leave the one star reviews to me.>

“Please stop…”

▽▽▽

By the way, Raised Pickaxe was sending a signal because Luca generated electricity here and there to ask for help.

So basically, it’s a load of scrap that just happened to be adrift.

And since the owners aren’t around…

“Salvage time over! Disperse!”

“So there really wasn’t anything but scrap. And the corpses were nothing but bones.”

“What do you have in mind, boss?”

“Aren’t you curious about why that generational ship was here?”

“I am, but since there weren’t any records, there is nothing that can be done.”

“Please let it go, space is full of leftovers and broken dreams.”

Well, I guess nothing can be done. The machinery was all in tatters, and the bodies, what few there were, were just bones.

Leaving that side, we filmed Raised Pickaxe being dismantled. I think time lapse videos of ships as big as destroyers are fun to watch.

The scrap is mostly turned into ingots by the alchemist crafter. The space expansion containers are full again.

But where were they going?

<Are you done? I’ve recovered about two percent. I can send you to a nearby people cradle.>

“People cradle? Like a colony or a station?”

<Yes. The closest one is the Pokapoka colony in Pokapoka Flower Field Prime.>

“Oh, we know this one.”

“That’s good, because we can kill time there… How is hyperspace doing?”

<Meta meta boun.>

“I see! I don’t get it!”

<Me neither.>

“This really is bad… Oh, you can send us there? So you’re not coming?”

Luca the chandelier turns horizontally.

<I recovered to a certain extent thanks to you. I’m going to a star to sleep and recover. If I sleep a full day, I should be able to go to Pokapoka Flower Field Prime too.>

I see.

“Suzuri, transmit to the whole ship that we’re going into hyperspace. Have Kori, Saratha, and Iris work on repairs while we stay in the cockpit.”

“Understood.”

“Got it, boss.”

Cockpit here, I hear as I fire up the hyperdrive and get ready to enter hyperspace.

“Ship wide announcement done. According to Iris, there are no problems.”

“Okay, let’s go. Genma here, we are entering hyperspace… I guess we can’t. Luca, please do it.”

<Leave it to me.>

The chandelier turns horizontally, a white light shines, and a purple space appears on the cockpit’s monitors.

<We’re in. Spirits are weaving magic energy to repair it. Can we increase the output of the hyperdrive a little more?>

Hold on a second… The output of the hyperdrive, its energy, is intense. Once we’re in, it casually takes twenty percent of Tortilla Double’s power.

Currently, forty percent is taken at their request, but there’s no fighting in hyperspace. There’s a lot less power to turrets and shields, and sixty percent of the nuclear fusion reactor’s output is going to the hyperdrive.

“We took it to thirty percent compared to before, how is it? Any more would be a little rough.”

<Thanks. The others are happy too. With us here, a bam bam boom won’t break the cradle.>

What is that anyway…

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