Editing HEAVY OBJECT:Volume4 Chapter 2 (section)

===Part 8===

While wearing her usual special suit, the princess had headed to an impromptu arcade a bit away from where the party was being held. A tent had been set up to create a roof and several arcade machines were lined up underneath.

She had intended to spend only 10 or 20 minutes there to kill time until the party began.

However, the game she had chosen turned out to be a one-on-one multiplayer action game with an Object theme. Among all the Objects of various affiliations, the Baby Magnum had unfairly (or so she felt) low parameters in the game. Also, there was something about her opponent sitting at the machine opposite hers that bugged her. As such, the princess was unable to stop playing.

Because the two competing machines were facing each other, she could not see her opponent’s face.

That meant her opponent could not see her either.

However…

“Oh ho ho!! Oh ho ho ho ho ho!! It seems you truly cannot stand up to the Gatling 033!! The specs of the original model and – more importantly – the view the people hold of it are simply that much greater!!”

“This game was made by the Information Alliance, so it is not surprising that the parameters would be skewed in their favor!! In fact, you should be ashamed of being unable to step into the ring without such handicaps!!”

“Oh? I have no idea who you are, but you must be truly unrefined to support that unrefined Legitimacy Kingdom Elite! Oh ho ho!!”

“I have no clue who you are, but no sane person would give any praise to that Information Alliance Elite!!”

The Legitimacy Kingdom and Information Alliance bodyguards hiding around the area using the two arcade machines as their defensive lines sensed that a firefight could break out at any moment. Nevertheless, both sides had the same thought in almost perfect unison.

''…I don’t care who wins this game, but please end it so we can be freed from this job.



At the same time, Lieutenant Colonel Lendy Farolito of the Information Alliance held a video camera in one hand as she filmed the back of her unit’s Elite who was giving that arcade game her all.

The silver-haired, brown-skinned woman had completely lost her usual look of a formidable tactician.

“Oh, dear. 50 wins and 53 losses. Is she finally losing her focus? Ah. It looks like she lost interest in the game and is walking off. No, stop shaking that cute butt like you’re a baby duck. You’re going to fall, you’re going to fall. Ah! You fell. Oh, dear…”

A female subordinate of Lieutenant Colonel Lendy’s cut in with some advice while making sure to stay out of the frame of the video camera footage. (She knew getting caught in frame would lead to a truly horrible fate.)

“Umm, I know this is something like being a doting parent, but you should not be filming her even if you are her commander. The Elite herself is considered valuable information by the military.”

“What are you saying? Looking after the pilot Elite’s mental health is part of our job. We cannot peer into people’s hearts, so we have to gather that information from their everyday casual behavior,” replied Lendy without hesitation. “By the way, why are you wearing a maid uniform?”

“Because I am a Capitalist Corporations mercenary. I do not want to have to carry around a sign all the time.”

The blonde-haired, brown-skinned “mercenary” girl also had cat ears on her head.

However, Lendy was too focused on filming the Elite to look over at the “mercenary”.

When the target of her filming headed off and hid behind something, she finally stopped filming.

“Huh? Where are you headed?” asked the “mercenary”.

“Somewhere where maids and mercenaries are not needed.”

Lendy Farolito pouted her lips, but still acted based on the information she had collected beforehand like anyone from the Information Alliance would.

“I am a bit upset with that Legitimacy Kingdom unit that keeps taking advantage of that poor girl.”