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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 · Ficção Científica
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365 Chs

Check Your Contracts

Those are cat ears I see under the hood right? I'm not seeing things am I?

Wait, wait, calm down now. She might just be a modded human… But that's still cute though!

But if she just modded herself, why the hood? Because I'm assuming she's using it to hide her cat ears, right?

Maybe it's just for fashion?

The salesman mistook my silence as interest and rubbed his hands together, "How about it, dear customer? May I interest you in the G-seven--"

"We were already here when you got exposed," Amber interrupted him with an upraised hand. "So no need to try and scam us too."

The hooded girl grinned while the salesman glared at her from behind.

I was curious so I tried asking, "Just so that you know, we're Mercs. So we don't need any of your fancy but impractical stuff. Do you have anything here that is actually more practical than decorative?"