The shining Shoko Toyokawa

But because I was too nervous, the first thing I said turned into an "arms display".

Gao Songdeng, I want to die today too.

"Then let's get a penguin tattoo."

Aiyin took the band-aid and put it on her knee.

"Um, I'm Chihaya Aine from the same class. Takamatsu-san, can we chat?"

"Are we talking about MS?"

"Huh?" Aiyin was stunned.

…………

On the park bench, Aine asked curiously, "Did Miss Misora ​​tell you that? About me being a pilot too?"

"No," Deng looked at his knees, "It's just that I think Chihaya-san is also a pilot."

"Oh, I see. This is what is called intuition."

Aiyin laughed.

"Um, Xiao Deng, do you want to come along? To pilot a mobile suit? Mobile suits are really popular among young people right now. I heard the prices of the models have increased several times.

If I could pilot a real MS, I'd soon become more famous than even a celebrity! "

"I'll drive a mobile suit... with you?!"

The image of the blue-haired girl appeared in Deng's mind again.

Then, the wish that had never been spoken out before burst out from the lips like an avalanche.

"Can you fly a mobile suit with me for the rest of your life?!"

"A… a lifetime?"

Aine suddenly felt her body was heavy.

What's going on? Has the Earth's gravity increased?!

Before Aine could react, Deng turned and ran away.

“Wait… wait a minute!”

Aine instinctively stood up and chased after him, but she found that Deng was running faster than the track and field club members from her junior high school days.

What's worse is that the black girl who was overprotective of the light suddenly appeared out of nowhere and blocked Aiyin's way.

"Ah, don't block me, Xiao Deng is trying to escape!"

"What do you want to do to Xiao Deng?!"

The way Li Xi looked at Aine was like looking at kitchen waste.

“Hey, you, what’s wrong with you?! That’s very rude! My name is Aine, Chihaya Aine! Get out of the way quickly, tomorrow is the deadline.”

"The deadline?" Li Xi frowned, and after a while, his face showed disgust, and he was already looking at the unknown white creature squirming in the toilet, "You guy, are you also a driver?!

You are rushing to die by yourself, don't bring Xiao Deng! She will never do such a dangerous thing! "

Li Xi shook off Ai Yin's hand and took two steps forward.

He turned around and glared at Aine fiercely, "I will never let you lie to Xiao Deng!"

Aiyin stared blankly at the girl with long black hair walking away.

"So this rude guy is also one of the drivers?!

Why is there such a guy? Fortunately, she seems to have refused, otherwise I would never be able to stand being her teammate.

Xiao Deng... probably wants to pilot a MS, right?

Xia Ya-san, what should I do?"

The next day, the last class in the morning was about to end.

Aiyin stared at the clock on the wall, feeling increasingly irritated.

"What should I do? This is my last chance. The deadline is coming soon. If I don't talk to Xiao Deng before then, there will be no chance anymore."

"You're rushing off to die, don't bring the lantern with you!"

The words of the black-haired girl echoed in Aine's ears.

"It's only natural to think so. After all, mobile suits are weapons of war..."

"Xia Ya-san, if it were you, what would you do?"

There are only ten minutes left. If she doesn't seize this opportunity, once the black long straight hair comes, Aiyin will lose the last chance to ask Xiaodeng's opinion.

"Teacher, I have something important to discuss with Takamatsu Deng!"

Chihaya Aine decided to give up thinking and follow her own 'wish'.

Chapter 39: What kind of adult do you want to be?

"Um, I'm so sorry!"

Aine leaned forward and clasped her hands together. “Isn’t it very troubling for you to suddenly bring Xiao Deng here?”

The wind on the rooftop is a bit strong.

The wind blew their hair, and to ensure her words reached the lamp, Aine raised her voice.

"Well, I have a friend who went to a war zone to do the right thing, so I thought that if I could pilot a mobile suit, I might be able to end the war sooner and help her.

Of course, I also don’t want my life to be ordinary, I want to be famous, do something meaningful, and so on.

This is why I chose to be a pilot. What about you, Xiao Deng? Do you want to be a pilot? If not, I will tell Miss Nankong. After all, being a pilot is a dangerous thing.

"me……"

I raised my head and looked at Aine's sincere eyes.

The lamp gradually clenched its fists,

"What about you, Xiao Deng? What kind of adult do you want to be in the future?"

It was a quiet afternoon. Deng and Xiangzi were in her room, finishing watching "Fate Zero".

Xiangzi said she wanted to be a person who could make the world a better place.

And at that time, the answer of the lamp was——

'I want to be a person like Xiangzi'

"I want to be a MS pilot, but... I can't do it, so..."

"How can you know if you don't try this kind of thing?" Aiyin interrupted Deng's self-pitying words and grabbed her hand.

That day, after listening to the lamp's wish, Xiangzi smiled and said:

"Well, Xiao Deng, it will definitely work, and I will do my best to help you!"

"Hey, Xiao Deng, come and try to become a mobile suit pilot!"

The pink-haired girl's face and the blue-haired girl's face gradually overlapped at this moment.

"Yeah!" Deng's answer was the same as that day, "I'll do my best!"

"Great! Secretly touching Ling-chan's love!"

…………

When Li Xi, who had asked for leave, asked the students of Yuqiu and came to the rooftop, he saw two pairs of tightly clasped hands and a bad woman with pink hair sticking to the face of the lamp.

"what?"

The wind on the rooftop became even louder.

…………

……

At Hanazawa Cafe, three people who were once a family gathered together again.

"Why did you come along? Didn't you refuse everything?"

Li Xi tapped his arm with his index finger and looked at the pink-haired 'bad woman' with the eyes of looking at kitchen waste, "Who do you think did this? I have to protect Xiao Deng!"

"what?!"

"Wait, we're all companions," Su Shi stopped fiddling with her nails and said softly, "Hey, Aine-chan, Riki-chan, let's discuss this properly, okay?"

Aine: "This guy and I can never be partners!"

Li Xi: "Although I feel disgusted by having the same idea as her, I also think so."

"Ritsuki-chan, Aine-chan..."

Xiao Deng watched them quarreling, feeling pitiful, weak, and helpless.

"Have you all made up your minds?" Naomi Misora ​​waited until they quieted down before speaking. "Once you come into contact with MS, you must keep it secret. If you quit midway, your personal freedom will be restricted to a certain extent.

Of course, it won't affect your normal life, but if I say there's no one watching you in secret, I guess you won't believe it.

"I have a question," Li Xi said, crossing his arms. "What are our identities when we pilot mobile suits? Soldiers? Or perhaps UN staff?"

"A knight, or a volunteer," said Naomi Misora, "picked up a MS and didn't want to ignore the current abuse of MS, so he decided to stand up—

That’s probably the setting.”

“Huh,” Aine’s eyes widened, “Isn’t that Ave Maria?”

"No,"

Misora ​​Naomi shook her head.

"We will not interfere in national and regional situations. What we will do is peacekeeping and rescue.

And to prevent the possible emergence of thermonuclear weapons carried by MS, which could cause large-scale disasters,

A MS equipped with a thermonuclear reactor is itself a walking nuclear bomb with reduced power.

If it were destroyed in a war, it would very likely cause massive casualties.”

"Are the MSs bound to us so powerful that they could potentially destabilize the world?" Su Shi smiled. "I think only this possibility would prevent the Atlantic MS Countermeasures Department from openly acquiring these valuable MSs.

Is it a third or fourth generation MS?"

Naomi Misora ​​shook her head, stretched out her hand, and then slowly spread it out.

"Fifth Generation?"

Even Aine gasped in shock.

In the world of Gundam UC, the Zaku (MS-06), the GM (RGM-79), and the original Gundam (RX-78-2) that stands tall on the earth, these MS (Mobile Suit) that were born around UC0079 are the standard first-generation MS.

The fifth generation MS was born more than 20 years after the first generation MS.

The performance gap between the first generation MS and the first generation MS is as big as the gap between the old biplanes of World War I and the modern fifth generation fighters.

(PS: The generational division of MS sometimes does not determine combat effectiveness. For example, the Bull Gundam, which was born in UC0093, has significantly better performance than the third-generation MS. However, according to the generational division of MS, it is a second-generation MS.

This situation is somewhat similar to the Type 8 fighter jet of a certain Eastern power. This second-generation fighter, which pursues high altitude and high speed, can, after being equipped with modern radar and missiles, crush early-model Russian-standard fourth-generation fighters. However, according to the generational classification standard, it is still a second-generation fighter.

It is now known that the MS that suddenly appeared, except for the shining Gundam Cossey, which is a fifth-generation MS, the others are all first-generation.

"All five platforms?"

Li Xi's breathing became much faster.

It is no exaggeration to say that in today's world, the combat power of a fifth-generation MS is completely greater than that of an aircraft carrier fleet. The aircraft carrier is nuclear-powered and has a displacement of 100,000 tons.

Cauchy has fully proved this in the Mediterranean, near the country of Gian.

If there were five fifth-generation mobile suits, their combat power might even overwhelm the only superpower on Earth in a conventional war.

"They are the second generation, or they can be the fifth generation, but there is only one spot available."

"I think I understand what kind of machine it is," Su Shi supported her chin with both hands. "If I could get that power, changing the world wouldn't be a fantasy."

"Yes, it is that machine after all."

Li Xi also nodded.

Only Aiyin is still a little confused.