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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 · Ciencia y ficción
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The Kitchen Was Worse

I could tell that Ingrid was definitely not having a good day despite all the chips I've given her.

She's probably still wondering if it was good or bad luck for her to meet me at this point.

The kitchens were located quite a ways away and it took a fair bit of walking to get there, almost like they wanted to hide this place from everyone.

I did hear the other bunny girls whispering if they would be in trouble for guiding us here but they all agreed that it was too late to turn back now.

The door to the kitchen was a single, automatic sliding door and Ingrid stopped in front of it to gesture at the door.

"This… This is it, dear guests…"

I stepped up to the door to find that it wasn't even locked and it slid open for me automatically.

Stepping into their kitchen… I found myself in a rather bizarre place.