Phyllis's Londonderry Air

5.What about you?"

47."Good job."

　The shuttle carrying Hana departed.

　Ursula sighs as he watches the shuttle move away through the glass.

　The shuttle is falling towards Earth. For some reason, he didn't have the impression that it was going up. Maybe it's a matter of distance, but he thought it was a dim star.

　Ursula and his colleagues had set up a mothership on Earth's moon named the Moon. Even though they are dressed in full-body protective suits, they don't want to be conduct an interrogation of her for long periods of time on a planet full of oxygen deadly poison. He doesn't want to cut himself off just because it's his job. Or rather, he thinks would rather not die until he hit the headquarters that has been playing such a role that could be martyred if He does it poorly, and demand that He be treated better while complaining. So, He took Hana back to the mothership—the moon.

　After seeing Hana's shuttle off until it was a very small light, Ursula returned to the interrogation room. To be precise, it is the mirror room in the next room.

　When Ursula entered the room, his colleagues in the survey team began to exhale steam, as if to say that the load had finally over their Work. Then they take off the costume they were wearing. The appearances that appeared varied. They all come from different planets, so it's natural.

"Good job."

"Oh."

　Ursula also took off his costume to match them. He was throwing a capsule of irritating gas into his mouth. and inwardly, he was cursing at Braa.

　It was a completely outrageous interrogation. He wants to praise himself for being able to keep his sanity and listen to the story until the end.

　According to Braa's findings, humans on that planet hated cockroaches, a specific insect that was neither poisonous nor very harmful, and in certain religious cultures, they disliked or feared the octopus, a mollusk that lived in salty water, as a demonic fish. In other words, they were discriminating against other organisms based on cultural and emotional knowledge.

　There is no used of intelligence at all by them.

　 Anyway, in short, the guy from Braa said, "I knew the elements that evoked a sense of avoidance and fear of their, so I thought that if I combined them, I could make an effective costume that doubled as a protective suit, and I actually made it." ――Not at all, are you an idiot? There is also a carefreeness.

　Ursula has no objection to changing his costume to match the stars he visits, and the organism he comes into contact with.

　Braa went to Earth as a solo advance party, and on the way back, he rescued Nina on his own initiative and brought her back. Later, he prepared and dressed Ursula and the others in the type of costume he had been wearing, but he fell in love with Nina and remade the costume to resemble her appearance.

　There's a lot of joke to be had. They didn't send Braa to Earth to find a breeding partner for him. But, oh my God, Braa Bachette is liked by the higher-ups. It doesn't make any sense at all.

　It took 15 years for the outward journey to return to the colony where the headquarters was located, and after reporting and requesting additional support, it was 15 years before the return journey.

　Over the course of 30 years, they seem to have become partners perfectly. I'm not Accompanying with your honeymoon. Damn it!

　And most of all...

　Ursula exhales the remnants of the irritating gas.

　He had never interrogated of such an abnormal.

　That information body named Hana confessed with a perfectly unapologetic face that she had repeatedly committed mass murder. In the face of such a person, Ursula kept his sanity. Does someone understand?　It's not madness or abnormality. It was precisely because of cultural prejudice that they brought up a certain race, to crown all, they killed it and displayed it and looked at it with their brethren.

　It's crazy.

　No matter how you look at it, she's crazy.

　Even before arriving on Earth, Ursula had many meetings with his colleagues. In the end, Ursula was the only one who seemed to be able to endure the hearing, so he listened her confession alone. Ursula's own upbringing has been as brutal as a nightmare. To put it bluntly, he is used to seeing dirty worlds. That's why he was able to get through that hearing. we never know what will come around and how it will help oneself in self-work.

　A hand was placed on Ursula's shoulder. It's Zakkoo. He has the oldest relationship among the members this time.

"Is there a problem?"

"Zakkoo, who do you think I am?"

　Zakkoo covered his left and right hands with his mouth and shook his whole body up and down. Damn it, it's not 'I know, Your Highness.'

"Well, to be honest, I didn't know when a crazy guy would cut me off with that arm."

　When Ursula speaks ill of her, another colleague shrugged. This is the first time Ursula has worked with him on the field.

"You are a great man, Ursula, you've endured it well."

"Damn it, you guys are off, I'm going to rip off the big allowance on my own. For the most part, the 'half-float' at headquarters pushes of the nasty work to us 'snake side'."

"Hey, watch out what you say, it's full of 'polarians' everywhere these days. we don't know who 'Baruda' is.

I don't want to get into trouble. OfCourse aren't you? It also affects the entire research team."

"I know!" he said, "mass murder is a mortal sin.

It's against the rules to rescue Hana anyway. Reary, it's not decent a species that uses poison as an energy source like oxygen at all. Unbelievably, Hana continued to raise other races herself, then kill them and expose them to the public, right?　Moreover, she was proud of the privilege that only she was allowed to do."

"Oh."

"Even though Braa's favorite didn't kill anyone else, the ethics of that are absolutely appalling. Savage barbarians."

　After exhaling the gas, Ursula made up his mind. and he walk towards the door.

"Okay, I'll take care of the rest, and you guys can start getting ready to go."

"Ursula"

　At Zakku's call, Ursula stopped and turned around.

"—From here on, it's to be unofficial, Right?"

"Oh, I've got to get it done while we were out of range, because if we get intercepted by these stupid guys, it's a joke that can't be laughed at. I'll keep the confirmation itself in my memory. Don't leave it on an external server. If really need it, I'll give testimony to rebirth, and after I die, I'll donate my body to the museum anyway, so I'm glad they used my body well. That's—"

　Ursula went to the door. It opens with a squeak.

"It is the fate of those who belong to the Fibona Rittel Investigation Mission."