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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 · Khoa huyễn
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Let's See Your Work, Tyle

I watched the three former drug addicts in front of me with a concerned expression on my face.

I know only the woman and the last guy actually acted crazily but their actions definitely showed that they were a little unhinged.

That's why it feels a little surreal to see all three of them obediently seated in front of me and looking completely normal instead of acting crazy like how they were moments ago.

"So… Are you still feeling some craving for organic food now?"

The woman looked up at me with serious eyes, "The only thing we are craving for is to be granted the honour of being allowed to taste your cooking again."

Err… Ok? I don't even know if that was a good thing or not…

I guess you could say that it's a good thing since it's clear that my food was able to fulfil their unconscious craving for the drug even though they didn't even know that the craving came from the drug itself.