06:- Arguments

The CGS members had gathered in the mass hall for their lunch break. The room was filled with the clattering of trays and the murmur of conversation as everyone settled down at their respective tables. It was a brief moment of respite from their rigorous training and missions, a chance to refuel both their bodies and spirits.

Ichiro sat with Mikazuki and Orga at their usual spot, their trays of food in front of them. The trio had formed a strong bond over the years, facing the harsh realities of their world together.

As they ate, Eugene, one of the more vocal members, leaned in with a smirk. "We're going to escort the Young miss?".

"She must smell so nice, Right Mikazuki", said Shino.

"The Young miss is human like us, so she wouldn't be any different", said Mika with his as usual stoic face.

"haaaa.."as shino was about to say something he is interrupted by Danji ,"Forget it Mikazuki isn't hungry for girls" he said.

"Hey , Takaki ",said Ichiro.

"Yes Water "asked Takaki with a tray of glasses of water.

"No ,that wound..."Ichiro asked concerned about the bandage on his face.

"I'm fine . It always happens", replied Takaki with a little smile on his face.

"You know rather than those smooth-talking empolyees, the president takes note of our strength, after all and with this we'll overtake the empolyees and be First Corps ." said Eugene with a glint of hope in his eyes.

Orga's expression remained serious, his eyes conveying the weight of the situation. "We've been given a mission," he began, "but don't get too excited. Maruba still sees us as expendable."

Eugene's anger flared, he angerly said "Isn't it because the Third Group leader like you is this way... we're still treated like this?."

"Stop it, Eugene", said Biscuit trying defuse the tension. Ichiro was observing the reaction like a panther ready to attack.

"Shut up, Biscuit. You stay quiet". Besides you...",said Eugene. Before he could continue Mikazuki, who had been quietly eating his meal, had reached his limit. He reached out and roughly tugged on Eugene's ear, causing the boy to yelp in pain. "A fight, Eugene, I dont like it " Mikazuki muttered, his voice low and dangerous.

"You're gonna tear it off ",said Eugene as he was crying in pain.

"This isn't a fight, right guys?", said Orga smiling .

"Of Course", said Eugene, obeying like a Dog.

"Sorry, Akhiro for being rowdy", Orga said to Akhiro as he was leaving with his meal in his hand.

"It always is", replied Akhiro.

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The clang of metal on metal echoed through the dimly lit CGS armory as Ichiro diligently worked on the Mobile Worker before him. Tools were scattered around, and the scent of grease and machinery hung in the air. He was hunched over, focused and absorbed in his task, hands deftly maneuvering as he repaired the mechanical behemoth.

Old Man Nadi Yukinoja Kassapa, the seasoned engineer of CGS, was also working on a mobile worker checking if anything is wrong, glancing at Ichiro's progress with a critical eye. His wrinkled face bore the marks of experience.

Nadi was checking on the equipment, they will be taking on the mission. Seeing if there was any fault to repair.

Ichiro adjusted his goggles and continued his work, his mind completely engrossed in the intricate machinery before him. Each piece had to be examined, repaired, or replaced with precision.

Nadi cleared his throat, breaking the silence that had enveloped the room. "Ichiro, we need to finish up this repair soon."

Ichiro nodded, acknowledging the urgency of the situation. "I'm almost done, Old Man. Just a few more adjustments, and it should be good to go."

Just as he was finishing the last adjustment, the heavy metal door to the armory creaked open. Orga Itsuka, the leader of CGS's Third Group, stepped inside. His childhood friend Orga.

"Hey , Orga ", said Ichiro waving his hand.

"Hey , Ichiro finished up repair's", said Orga waving his hand in reply. "Yeah ,just getting it done ",replied Ichiro.

"Finish up the repair. Dammit", said Old Man Nadi in an anger tone.

"Okay -okay", replied Ichiro.

Nadi checked the last mobile worker and its weaponry and sat on a mobile worker ."Okay. that's it for checking the equipment we're taking." said Old Man Nadi while reading his notepad.

"Goodjob",said Orga standing infront with his hands in the pocket of his pants.

Ichiro closed the bonnet of the mobile worker and got relieved from his hunched back position.

"So have you finished it ?", asked Old Man Nadi .

"Yeah",replied Ichiro and sat on a mobile worker opposite of old man.

"So the young miss comes tomorrow?", asked Old man.

"Yes and we leave after the day tomorrow. It will be about 5 months to go to earth and back." said Orga.

"It's gonna be quiet here then." said Old Man taking out a cigarrete from his pocket and litting it up .

"You guys were handpicked , right ? you should be glad." said Old Man.

"Glad of what? We're just being used conveniently as always , That Old Man Maruba only think of us as rats that are a bit faster thanks to the 'Whiskers." said Orga with a discouraged tone .

"the whiskers , the old Man-Machine Interface the Alaya Vijana System", said Old man Nadi puffing smoke from his mouth.

"Well, the price to work here is to have this implanted." said Orga Reminiscing about the dark memories.

"I guess , It's still better to have a job. Your time was hilarious , and Ichiro's was even more ", Old Man Nadi said smiling.

"There wasn't any anesthetics , but you didn't cry and you got punched for being cheeky", said Old Man Laughing.

"You would get punched for crying too", said Orga.

"Your was even more hilarious , even after getting one you said i want another with tears coming out of your eyes ", said Old Man laughing like a maniac as he remembered the past.

"Yeah-Yeah, I was just a kid ", said Ichiro waving his hand up and down towards the old man.

"In any case , we Third Group member's are either toy's to relieve stress," said Orga .Ichiro face controted as he remembered one the most cursed memory of this life of his. Orga continued "or human shields But I still have my pride. I can't show my weakness."

"To Mikazuki?', said Old Man. Orga smiled . "Anyway from Mikazuki, I remembered didn't you had training with him and akhiro today ." said Orga .

"Ohh shit i forgot about it . Okay Bye Old Man and Orga ", said as Ichiro ran while trying to wear his jacket.

"It must be tough , Captain", said Old Man.