22:- Rebuilding

"Teiwaz. That's the only one" said Orga. Everyone was surprised at the mention of the Mafia of Jupiter. "Teiwaz Indeed has some influence on the Earth, and Gjallahorn won't be able to attack so easily." said Bladwin in his usual low pitch sound made by his helmet.  "But how are we going to negotiate with Teiwaz." said Biscuit. "As it is, we cant go to Earth nor return to Mar's. We have no other choice but to head to Jupiter. I'll think of how to negotiate, but we can take a chance and talk straight." declared Orga.

Chad: Amazing. How did you manage that?

Orga: What's wrong?"

Chad: I was trying to contact those on Mars, and she connected me easily.

Kudelai: Fumitan?

Fumitan: It's all about using the Ariadne system that Gjallarhorn controls. By tapping into it, even under Ahad wave influence where radar dosen't work, Ariadne can shows the correct path for a ship.  we can establish long-distance communications through a series of Cocoons that composes it as relay points.

Eugene: won't Gjallarhorn find out?

Fumitan: The communication is encrypted so it shouldn't be an issue.

"Ther's such a way." said Shino impressed.  "Wopuld you like for me to help from now on? With the approval of the Young Miss." said Fumitan . "Yes, Of course." said Kudelia ." It's decided, then. Please help us as a communications operator." declared Orga. "Understood, Sir." said Fumitan.

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Bladwin's suspicion about Fumitan weighed heavily on his mind as they walked away from the meeting where Fumitan had taken on the role of communication operator for Tekkadan. He couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right.

Bladwin: (whispering) Ichiro, I can't ignore this gut feeling that Fumitan might be tied to Gjallarhorn somehow. Her background seems too mysterious, and she's always been close to Kudelia.

Ichiro nodded, acknowledging Bladwin's concerns.

Ichiro: (whispering) I've had my doubts too, Bladwin. But consider this – if she was a spy, she could have eliminated Kudelia when this all began. Instead, she's been helping us. It doesn't add up.

Bladwin hesitated for a moment, his feelings for Fumitan clouding his judgment.

Bladwin: (hesitant) You may be right, but... It's hard to imagine she could be involved in something like this.

Ichiro couldn't help but tease his friend, a knowing smile on his face.

Ichiro: (teasing) Bladwin, are you saying you've got a crush on our mysterious comms operator? Watch out, buddy; love can be blinding.

Bladwin: (defensive) It's not like that! I just... I can't help but feel something's off. We should keep an eye on her, just in case. Our future depends on it.

Ichiro chuckled at Bladwin's slightly defensive response. After all, it was all in good fun, and teasing an older comrade was a way to lighten the mood amidst the tense circumstances they often found themselves in.

Ichiro: (grinning) Bladwin, you're as sharp as ever, and age has only made you wiser. But don't worry; we'll keep a close watch on Fumitan and anyone else who might be a potential threat. We're all in this together, and we'll protect Tekkadan no matter what.

Bladwin let out a hearty laugh, appreciating the camaraderie and the levity that Ichiro brought to the situation.

Bladwin: (chuckling) You've got a point there, Ichiro. Age may have slowed me down a bit, but it hasn't dulled my instincts. Let's focus on what we can control and keep our eyes open. Our future depends on it.

As they continued their conversation, both Ichiro and Bladwin recognized the importance of remaining vigilant, even if it meant casting suspicion on someone they had come to know.

As Ichiro and Bladwin walked through the base, they unexpectedly ran into Mikazuki and Atra, who seemed to be on a mission.

Ichiro: (raising an eyebrow) Hey, where are you guys headed?

Atra: (cheerful) We're on our way to deliver lunchboxes to those working with the mobile suits.

Bladwin: (nodding) Sounds like a good cause. Mind if we join you?

Mikazuki: (nonchalant) Sure, why not.

With Ichiro and Bladwin now part of the group, they continued their stroll through the base's pathways, eventually coming across Kudelia.

Kudelia: (noticing their group) Hello, everyone. What are you all up to?

Mikazuki: (casual) Kudelia, you went to a meeting?

Kudelia: (nodding) Yes, I did. Why didn't you attend, Mikazuki?

Mikazuki: (indifferent) Meetings aren't my thing. Too complicated.

Kudelia: (curious, noticing the bag) What's in the bag, Mikazuki?

Mikazuki: (holding up the bag) Just some lunchboxes Atra made. We're delivering them to the kids.

Kudelia: (enthusiastic) That's a lovely gesture. Mind if I join you all?

With Kudelia now part of their group, they continued their walk.

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After completing the mission of delivering lunchboxes to the kids working with the mobile suits, Ichiro decided it was time to focus on another important task: fine-tuning the Graze he had acquired. He knew it couldn't compare to the Alaya Vijnana-enhanced capabilities of Barbatos, but he was determined to make it the best it could be.

Ichiro approached Bladwin and the others, who were discussing their training plans. "I'm going to head to the storage area for a bit," he informed them. "There are a few adjustments I want to make to the Graze. Bladwin, if you need any help with training or anything else, just let me know."

Bladwin nodded. "Sure thing, Ichiro. We'll catch up later."

With that, Ichiro left the group and made his way to the storage area where the Graze and Barbatos were stored. As he entered the massive mobile suit hangar was a sight to behold, and Ichiro couldn't help but feel a sense of awe as he entered it. The towering machines of war, Barbatos and the Graze, stood side by side, waiting for their next battle. Old Man Nadi, a veteran of countless repairs and upgrades, was already busy inspecting the two mobile suits when Ichiro approached.

"Old Man Nadi," Ichiro greeted with a respectful nod.

The elderly technician turned to face him, his weathered face breaking into a friendly smile. "Ah, Ichiro, good to see you. What brings you here today?"

Ichiro wasted no time in getting to the point. "I need to work on Barbatos and my Graze. They've seen their fair share of battles, and I want to make sure they're in top shape. Plus, I've got some ideas for improvements."

Old Man Nadi scratched his chin, considering Ichiro's request. "Improvements, you say?."

Ichiro nodded .

Orga might see these Graze units as assets. There's a market for them, you know." said Old Man Nadi. 

Ichiro grinned, showing his confidence. "Don't worry, I can handle it. 

With a parting nod, Old Man Nadi went off to grab a well-deserved meal, leaving Ichiro alone with the two formidable mobile suits. He rolled up his sleeves, ready to dive into the work ahead. 

He approached the Graze, running his hand over its metallic surface, feeling the cool touch of the mobile suit's armor. There was a lot of work to be done, and Ichiro was ready to dive in. He began by disassembling various components, checking for any signs of wear, and meticulously cleaning and adjusting each part.

As he worked, Ichiro couldn't help but think about the battles and challenges that lay ahead. Every adjustment he made was a step closer to ensuring that the Graze could perform at its peak. It was a testament to his dedication to the Tekkadan family and their mission.

Hours passed, but Ichiro remained focused on his task. The sound of tools clinking and the soft hum of machinery filled the storage room. He was determined to make the Graze the best it could be, even without the Alaya Vijnana system. It was his way of contributing to the strength and resilience of Tekkadan, a family that had become his own.

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