episode_0009

Starlight Special Forces, Class A-Milky Way Platoon.

“Nice to meet you. My name is Aria Milkyway, and I am your instructor.”

Aria, who was standing at the lecture table in the classroom, took out a tablet terminal and glanced at the four students who were staring at her with a burdensome gaze.

“Introduce yourself briefly. Simply state your name and position. There, starting with the blonde third-year boy.”

“Oh, my name is Andy!”

A blond-haired third-year student stood up and saluted.

“In the platoon, I am in charge of ‘order’. Specializing in shooting!”

“What is your main weapon?”

“This is a beam rifle for mid-range shooting! Close combat…is very lacking. Still, shooting matches are ranked highest in the academy.”

Andy, a cool-looking young man, spoke without hesitation about himself.

“Good. An excellent pilot is someone who speaks clearly about his or her skills. Whether you are a platoon leader or a commander, you must know the pilot’s abilities accurately to deploy them in operations.”

“Ah…!”

“You can sit down. next. There you are. 3rd grade, red short hair.”

“I’m Jessie. I’m a third year student.”

A short-haired red-haired female student, much shorter than Instructor Aria and about 150 cm tall, pointed to the color of her name tag.

“Specializing in close combat. I know how to use all weapons used in close combat, and the one I use best is the mace.”

“Withdraw. Are you not using beam-type weapons?”

“We are focusing on utilizing the energy used for beam weapons to utilize the mobility of the aircraft itself, instructor.”

“Hmm. Assuming a situation where beam weapons are neutralized, mass weapons aren’t bad either. Okay, next.”

“Well, I am.”

A young man with short brown hair and glasses and a short build stood up.

“My name is Jace. I am in charge of the sniper within the platoon.”

“What are the weapons?”

“Well, that.”

Jace hesitated and lowered his head.

“…It’s a bow.”

“Bow?”

“Yes. Actually, I grew up in the Sagittarius Colony when I was young.”

“Ah, you mean the colony of Sagittarius.”

Instructor Aria smiled softly and pretended to shoot an arrow at the ceiling.

“If you grew up in the Sagittarius Colony, you would have also seen ‘The Shrine’.”

“Yes! When I saw him go on a sortie when he was young…!”

“Is it an idol?”

“…Yes!”

Jace looked up for the first time and grinned.

Although she was timid, the moment she mentioned her idol, Aria smiled so purely and nodded her head loudly.

“I’m not particularly a fan of guns. Whether it’s a bow or a gun, you can just hit it from a distance.”

“Ah…!”

“I’m not looking forward to it. And next…”

“I am in one. I’m a second year student, and I’m in charge of electronic warfare.”

The purple-haired female student answered by raising one hand from her seat.

She had some dark circles under her eyes and looked quite tired, as if she had stayed up all night.

“I handle drones well.”

“Are you talking about beat weapons?”

“…No. It’s just a drone.”

“I think your information processing ability is quite excellent. Well, from now on, for convenience, your platoon will be called the Milky Way Platoon…”

Instructor Aria said to the platoon members who were smiling.

“How did you get team-killed by Lavender Whiteley?”

“…….”

He brought up a name that was like a taboo.

“You can be honest. I’ve already checked your mock battle video.”

“Well, before I tell you, I have something to ask you.”

“What is it, Andy.”

“…Who is the instructor who teaches lavender?”

“If that man.”

Trev Cloud.

A silver-haired man wearing a mask.

“…Just so I don’t misunderstand, he said the mask is his visual aid. They say they experienced a space solar wind a long time ago.”

“Ah.”

“Well, like that…. We only saw the mask and thought he was a criminal hiding his identity.”

“That’s right. It feels like someone who committed war crimes in another colony…?”

“……I feel like that mask has that kind of design.”

Except for his slightly tanned skin, he looks like an ordinary instructor who is somehow special.

“If I have cleared up the misunderstanding, I will only tell you the truth from now on. The reason why the special platoon was divided was Lavender Whiteley’s Friendly Fire, but…”

Aria grinned and tapped her hand on the whiteboard.

“The man said it was better to focus on raising one Lavender rather than five people growing into one.”

“Yes…?”

“So I told him. If the four of you become one platoon, you will be able to win no matter which ace appears.”

Aria lowered her voice as she held on to the lectern with both hands.

“You guys. Be honest. This is a very important issue in future education plans.”

“……Well, what are you asking?”

“Have you four ever fought Lavender Whiteley 4:1?”

“…….”

“What is the answer?”

“…No, not yet. But-”

“You don’t lose? It’s 4:1, so you win? Can you guarantee 100% victory?”

“…….”

The four of them couldn’t answer without thinking.

It wasn’t because he was overwhelmed by Aria’s power, but because he couldn’t actually guarantee ‘100%’.

“I told you. I came after watching your mock battle. Lavender’s talent is definitely real. An ace pilot can be said to be ‘absolutely.’”

“…….”

“But what our academy wants is not a one-man platoon, but a platoon that can win the colony competition.”

“Winning…!”

“I will lead you to victory. But don’t let your guard down. If you neglect training…”

Aria threatened.

“The representative platoon of Starlight Academy will be Lavender Whiteley, a one-person platoon.”

* * *

Starlight Special Forces, Class B-Cloud Platoon.

“It goes without saying, but this instructor is you alone…”

“Now, you…?”

“Ah, don’t worry. As a ‘teacher,’ I want to treat you seriously.”

Since I am a member of this church, I am no longer Trev Cloud.

“I am nothing more or less than an instructor.”

“Well, then…”

“When calling me, call me instructor.”

“Ah, yes! Instructor!”

He is an excellent student.

“Anyway, I have no intention of letting you advance to the colony competition alone.”

“Yes, yes…?”

“Because alone there are limits.”

I displayed some materials I had prepared in advance on the monitor at the front so that Lavender, who was sitting alone in the very center of the classroom, could see them.

“This is the main composition of the platoons participating in the Colony Competition held over the past 12 years. You can see representative trends from thousands of platoons. Take everything else out and look at the number of people.”

“Mostly….”

“In the colony battle, one platoon can consist of up to 5 people. And in total, these five people are all filled and competed.”

There are rarely more than 5 people.

“Sometimes, you may advance to the colony competition alone. The most famous thing in this field is the ‘Shingung’ of Sagittarius.”

Beep beep.

The screen goes over.

“In front of the standard Harkon Avandarte, I dragged this aircraft, [Slaufnir], which is more than three times the size of it, so it would have been possible to take it down all by myself. It was a super high school, and the pilot’s skills were S-level, and he was a top ace pilot.”

“…….”

In the video when Shingung won the colony competition.

“Combination of S-class pilot and S-class aircraft. Even space combat is the stage where this super aircraft is most active. Even if there were 100 opponents instead of 5, the result would have been the same.”

A centaur-like aircraft measuring over 60 meters freely runs through outer space, holds a mechanical bow and fires beam arrows wildly, playing with a platoon like a toy.

“Do you have a talent like a shrine, and do you have the body to show off that talent to your heart’s content?”

“…No.”

“Then I ask. Among the AS possessed by this academy, which aircraft can you fully demonstrate your talents?”

“……Uh, that is.”

“In the first place.”

I walked forward, lowered my head, and brought my face close to Lavender.

“What is your talent?”

“Well, that’s…”

“Say it with your own mouth.”

“……F.”

“F?”

“…Friendly fire, I thought…hehe?!”

“Wrong!”

I held Lavender’s cheeks like a sandwich with both hands.

“Your talent is not shooting allies!”

“Ha, but…”

Lavender’s embarrassed eyes shake left and right.

I will apologize later for reckless physical contact, but this is the most important issue for Lavender’s future.

“Have you tried to analyze the problem of why you caused the friendly accident in the first place?”

“Well, that.”

“Why? Why did that happen? Didn’t he shoot it because he wanted to?”

“…I, without even realizing it. Without even realizing it, stop.”

Lavender continued, crying.

“I don’t know either…”

“Okay. It’s natural not to know. If I knew, I would have corrected it, and someone would have told me.”

“Uh…?”

“I know. Your problem.”

I know it better than anyone else.

“Your talent is not shooting.”

“Yes…?”

“It’s ‘accuracy’.”

I know someone who has experienced similar symptoms.

“You can’t even play a horror game?”

“Well, that’s…”

“Have you ever hit someone while watching a horror movie?”

“Huh?!”

also. I guess that’s happened to me.

“Well, that’s…!”

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“Bird, bird’s chest….”

“It means to be scared.”

“Jjo, you idiot….”

Now I started crying in a different way.

“After several rounds of training, I have become aware that the thing that jumps out from the side is an ally, but I still instinctively move my hand first. I wonder if it’s an enemy threatening me.”

“Well, not that far…probably not…”

“No. right. If you see that you turn the muzzle of the aircraft to the side and shoot straight away even though our troops are not even in the line of fire, you are an extreme fearman.”

“……Then, what should I do?”

Slowly, annoyance begins to appear in his voice.

“Do I need to train myself by watching horror movies? Or should I just train my courage by riding amusement rides or something?”

“No. at all. This is the training you need to do.”

I took a board marker and wrote in large letters on the blackboard.

“Gapjil.”

“……Yes?”

“You should not take care of the academy’s circumstances, but the academy should accommodate you. A talented student deserves it. Especially if the Academy is pinning its ‘hope’ on you.”

” Also, what on earth is Gapjil…”

“The previous instructor made a big mistake. I only focused on reality and missed the essence.”

The reason a friendly accident occurred was because the training itself went wrong.

“You.”

The most important question.

“Have you ever hit someone with a stick?”