13:- Coup D'état

As Ichiro made his way through the bustling mess hall of CGS, he spotted Atra serving food to the members. Her presence always brought a warm and comforting atmosphere, and Ichiro couldn't help but tease her a little, especially since they had a unique connection.

He approached her with a mischievous grin. "Hey, Atra," he greeted her, "You know Mikazuki told me that he wanted to eat a hot meal made by you."

Atra blushed furiously at Ichiro's comment, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and amusement.

Ichiro laughed with his hand on his belly as he saw her turning red as a tomato. He moved his head and saw Cookie and Cracker the twin little Angels. Upon seeing Cookie and Cracker, Ichiro's face lit up with genuine affection. He approached them. He bent down, scooped them up in his arm's and hugged them tightly. Cookie and Cracker giggled with delight, clearly enjoying the attention from their "big brother Ichiro."

"Big Brother Ichiro, where is our Gift? You told us last time." said Cookie and the confident one and the one who had a hairstyle of twin tails. Cracker Nodded at her statement.

And it was that moment, Ichiro knew he is about to dead due to his Promise.

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"Thank you, Atra. Everyone is really happy. It's much better to have warm food than cold rations." said Biscuit . Ichiro approached them as he was fixing his hair which were a total mess, like a mad scientist.

Biscuit asked what happened to him but Ichiro stared at him with killer eye's and due to that Biscuit didn't pushed the issue.

Soon Shino and Eugene knocked the door opened and made a gesture which both Ichiro and Biscuit Understood. "Yeah, I'm coming now." said Biscuit and Ichiro followed them.

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"What's going on?" said Haeda as he woke up in a dark room where members of the first group were laying unconscious with there hand and feet tied.

The door opened the voice of Orga reverberated through the room ."Good Morning. How did the meal with the sedative's taste?". Behind Orga was Third Group's main member's Ichiro, Biscuit, Eugene, Shino and Mikazuki.

"Sedative?", screamed a member of first group. "You brats. What are you doing?" asked his voice annoyingly sharp.

"Well, I just want to make thing's clear." said Orga and continued "Who's number one around here."

"Brats. Who do you think your dealing with? said Haeda as he was laying on the floor. Orga approached him and stood infront of him. "Incompetents who can't give proper orders and caused this much damage." Orga stated.

"Don't fool with me." said Haeda as his mouth throwed spit on the ground. Orga kicked him straight in his face. "I got it. Just take these off. Then I'll spare you your lives". said Haeda.

"What Don't you understand the situation? Who's the one that can say that? You or me? Due to your incompetent command, our comrades needlessly died... We will have you pay for that." Orga said that voice devoid of any sympathy .

Mika apprached Haeda and shoot him two times in the head.

"Now CGS belongs to us. Now choose whether to Keep working under us Space Rats, or get out of here ". said Orga.

" Darn you ", said Sasai as he was about to run towards Orga but Shoot died by the Desert Eagle in Ichiro's Hand.

"If you don't want either, we can end it right here like him." said Orga .

"Excuse me... " came a voice from the corner of the room ."I choose to get out of here." said a old man with a single eye glasses. Biscuit remembered the Guy. "You are Dexter Culaster in charge of accounting right, we're going to have you stay for a bit", said Biscuit.

"What?"

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Under the brightening sunlight, Takaki and Yamagi joined Ichiro in the ongoing task of repairing Barbatos. As they worked, the trio engaged in a series of interactions, with Takaki and Yamagi learning the nuances of mobile suit maintenance from Ichiro.

Amidst the clinking of tools and the hum of machinery, Old Man Nadi sat nearby, quietly puffing on his cigarette. His experienced eyes observed the proceedings, occasionally nodding in approval as he watched the young trio work diligently on the mobile suit.

"So you are staying, Old Man." asked Takakai as stopped working on Barbatos. "Hey Takakai stop talking and start working." said Ichiro as he was working on the Display's in the cockpit. "Hey, Yamagi pass me the 9mm Wrench", said Ichiro as he stretched his hand to grab the Wrench. "Ohh , Okay ." said Yamagi as he looked here and there in the Toolbox looking for the instrument.

"You both have a long way to go..." said Ichiro as he stood up from his bent down position. Yamagi gave Ichiro the Toolbox .Ichiro found it in a sec and again bent down to do, what he was doing.

As Old Man Nadi listened to there interaction he spook, "Well yes, I've gotten old. Looking after kids is just right for me."

"Ichiro show these Amateurs how a mechanic does his job!" he said raising his fist. "Yeah-Yeah", spook Ichiro his voice showing that he was not intrested.

As Ichiro continued his work on Barbatos, the nearby I2 Seltos gleamed brilliantly in the bright sunlight. Its striking combination of black and gold accents created a stark contrast against the hangar's surroundings. The mobile worker stood as a testament to Ichiro's craftsmanship.

The sunlight played off the I2 Seltos' sleek design, highlighting its fine details and craftsmanship. The gold lining seemed to dance in the sunlight, giving the mobile worker an almost regal appearance within the hangar.

"So Why is you're Wolf out here", asked Old Man Nadi looking toward's I2 while puffing out smoke from his mouth. "Oh what?", said Ichiro as he stood up and looked at the direction where Old Man Nadi was looking. "Ohh, you mean I2, It just need's some Adjustment's which I will do after. I finish with Barbatos." stated Ichiro.

"You know Ichiro..." as Old Man Nadi was about to ask a question. But, He is interrupted by the arrival of Orga.

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