"Don't!"
"Flay!"
"I said no!"
"Why?"
As Noer finished his work and returned to the dining hall to eat, he suddenly heard Milia and Flay arguing from afar.
When he walked over, he saw the two standing by the food counter, arguing about something.
"What's going on?"
Just as Noer was wondering, Kira, who had finished servicing the mobile suit, appeared from behind him.
Apparently, he had been drawn over by their argument as well.
"Kira, you... uh... Noer."
Kuzz, who had been watching the show, turned at the sound and spotted Kira and Noer.
But because of Noer's earlier violent display, Kuzz visibly took a step back.
Noer noticed Kuzz's little movement, but merely glanced at him and said nothing. He was only thinking about how to get between the two girls to grab some food.
After all, because he had hit Flay earlier, she clearly did not think much of him.
Noer really did not want to have much to do with Flay and the others.
"Flay, what would it hurt for you to make the trip?"
Milia continued asking from across the counter.
She was responsible for bridge communications, so she simply could not get away.
"I said I'm not going! Why should I deliver food to a Coordinator—"
"Fl—"
"A Coordinator... what?"
Milia was just about to remind Flay when Noer, who had been watching from the side, took offense.
For some reason, Noer simply did not like Flay. Or rather, he found her princess syndrome especially irritating.
Flay really was beautiful. After all, how could a girl Kira regarded as a goddess possibly be lacking in looks?
Judging by appearance alone, she was among the most beautiful women Noer had ever seen.
But so what?
To put it bluntly, thanks to genetic modification, there were