As Yu Xiao followed the others out of the monster testing grounds, he could still feel Dr. Miki's scorching gaze on his back.
"Those Omega guys are a real handful..." Just thinking about Yuan Zhen, who had kept setting traps for him during the meeting, made Yu Xiao's skin crawl.
"Thank you, Colonel Sato, for negotiating with Dr. Miki on our behalf." Meng Changkong thanked Sato Yu, who was walking at the head of the group.
He meant it. No matter how deep the rift between Omega and the Mobile Armor Legion was, Dr. Miki and Sato Yu were still comrades in the same trenches.
"What's there to thank me for? You came all this way to support us. It'd be unreasonable to keep your mecha just because we want to study it." Sato Yu took it in stride. "But don't hold it against Dr. Miki, either. He tends to get completely absorbed in his research. Show him something new, and his eyes light up. But the kids love him. I've never heard of anyone skipping his classes."
"He's a teacher, too? I thought those workaholics at Omega did nothing but research." Seeing how amiable Sato Yu was, Meng Changqing decided to speak his mind.
Of course, the moment he said it, his older brother, Meng Changkong, jabbed him in the ribs with an elbow.
"You're not entirely wrong. It's because they're so devoted to research that the Watchman Alliance has survived to this day." Sato Yu smiled faintly. "They're people, too. They have the full range of human emotions and desires. They've just chosen to devote their precious youth and energy to science."
Meng Changqing realized his words had been rather out of line.
"Some researchers may look a little scruffy, but when they work, they're no different from