"Plastic Bag?"
Aventurine sat on the ground, stirring the pot with an iron ladle. He nodded slightly.
"That's a strange name. Now I'm curious too."
"But why didn't you take a commission from the company?"
Aventurine looked at Yan Huan with a faint smile.
"The Strategic Investment Department has been sending commissions to the Express for ages. Each one pays at least ten million."
"I saw them."
Yan Huan sat beside Aventurine, drawing circles in the dirt with a twig.
"But every job is on Pier Point. Who knows what you want with us once we get there?"
"Oh? No trust?"
Aventurine turned toward Silvermane, who was laying out the ingredients.
"That ship of yours is sturdy, Pure Knight. I didn't expect such a serious collision to leave only a small dent."
"Thank you." Silvermane smiled.
"The Rarely Seen is like a traveling companion to me. Naturally, I used the best materials."
"So who sold you your ship?"
Yan Huan looked at Aventurine.
"You're a company executive, and you even secured Penacony. Don't tell me they couldn't give you a decent ship."
"Haha... Who knows?"
Aventurine set down the ladle, looking a little troubled.
"By the time the meeting ended, every usable ship had been taken."
"I had no choice but to buy one from a delivery fleet on short notice."
"Hmm... Let's not talk about that."
Aventurine looked at the other two.
"Since we've run into each other, why not travel together?"
"I'm on vacation and don't have anywhere particular to go..."
"You want to come too?" Yan Huan was surprised.
"Even I don't know where we're headed."
"What does that matter?" Aventurine smiled.
"You can return to the Planet of Festivities whenever you like, Mr. Yan Huan."
"If the destination turns out to be dull, I can always