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What Do You Mean I'm The Captain Of A Yandere Mercenary Company?

I thought being laid off from my job was the greatest of my worries but I just had to wake up in a ship's cockpit after my space game crashed. Now I have no map, no friends and no money. But that's ok, I've started from the bottom before! With my starter ship I will scour through space as a Mercenary and maybe even start up a Mercenary Company while I'm at it! This ain't my first rodeo in space after all! Except... Apparently my crew members are weird? The guy who bumped into me yesterday was found sliced up and floating outside the space station. The girl who tried to honeytrap me was reported missing with only a finger found in an alley. And then that merchant who scammed me had his entire ship blasted into bits by unknown vessels the very next day. Some people say my crewmates were behind it but they must be mistaken, right? I only know one thing for sure... In space, no one can hear you scream... *** Notes: Any R-rated scenes will be denoted by a '*' followed by an 'R' with the number of 'R's showing how much of it is R-rated. '*R' would be around 25%, '*RR' would be about 50% and '*RRR' would most likely be the entire chapter. Also, gene splicing and cybernetics exist in this story. What does that mean? MC is a futa for one and there's going to be other futas showing up as well. You can join our discord through this link: https://discord.gg/CRrb56c

Draekai · sci-fi
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365 Chs

We Dealt With The Drugs

There was plush furniture all around and at the end of it was a window that stretched from the floor to the ceiling that looked out to the outside.

In front of said window was a desk and a high backed chair that was currently turned away from us.

I already knew what would happen even before it happened.

The moment the door shut behind us, the chair turned around to reveal a rather attractive older woman dressed in furs with a pipe held in between her fingers that was still smoking at the end.

"Come in, my dears. I have been expecting you."

Called it.

She gestured to the two chairs in front of her with a small smile, "Please, do take a seat. What kind of host would I be if my guests were made to stand?"

Amber nodded at her, "Are you M?"

The woman smiled at her, "My, my. Don't you know that you should introduce yourself first before asking for the other's name?