What Do You Mean I'm The Captain Of A Yandere Mercenary Company? Chapter 807: Their Two Heads Butting Heads

The rest of the day passed without any incidents, and we all returned to our quarters for the evening... Naturally, after I provided the girls with their customary affection, where they enjoyed themselves in my room.

On the following morning, another round of evaluations awaited us, so I made my way to the assembly spot from the day before, accompanied by the girls.

The rest of the group had already gathered, though Gary was absent, meaning we weren't tardy in the slightest.

By the way, I scanned the area for those individuals who had attempted to block my entry to the mess hall the previous day, only to discover they were completely absent.

Perhaps they decided to take a break or similar?

It must be quite embarrassing to appear after suffering such a thorough thrashing at my hands... Moreover, I suspect they received some form of official warning from the superiors.

Hmm... Could it be that they faced suspension? Who knows.

Regardless... The remaining test pilots continued to cast peculiar looks our way, suggesting they remained unaware of my altercation from yesterday.

That suited me perfectly, as I had no desire for additional excuses for them to provoke me.

On that note... My companions appeared incredibly alluring in their form-fitting pilot uniforms...

As I appreciated the way the suits accentuated their figures, Gary, our designated team head, approached us with purposeful strides.

He directed a pointed glance at our cluster, though its intent eluded me, before positioning himself before the entire assembly.

"Good morning, all. A new day brings fresh trials. Yesterday involved handling the experimental tenth-generation Cavalier prototypes. Today, we're evaluating a different experimental model, unnamed and representing an entirely new line. With limited units available, only a select few will pilot them. The others will assist in the simulation bays. When I announce your names, come forward; you'll be part of the hands-on trials."

Retrieving his personal device, he displayed a holographic list and began calling out the selected individuals.

"Adam... Byul... Hailey... Piotr... Rimaine... Tera... Viraj... Yumiko. Line up here before me."

My inclusion came as no shock, so I joined the lineup with the others summoned.

Hmm... Excluding myself, the chosen group consisted of three males and four females.

I doubted they selected solely based on top skill, since Amber outshone several of them and should have been picked instead.

Likely, they aimed to include pilots of varying expertise to assess the Exo-Knight thoroughly.

The unchosen pilots received directions to the simulation area and began departing, my girls trailing after offering me a quick farewell wave.

I'll overlook how they directed jealous stares at Yumiko, who visibly trembled under the attention.

Our selected team was guided back to the hangar, with Gary at the forefront, implying his participation as a pilot too.

Upon arrival, we observed a fresh variant of Exo-Knight secured in the servicing docks.

Rather than the clustered triangular forms from before, these displayed a clearer humanoid silhouette, featuring expanded torsos and prominent shoulder guards.

Their left arms bore massive tower shields, and the helmet evoked the term 'Centurion' for me, particularly noticing the energy blade grip protruding from the left thigh.

Gary mentioned it lacked a name, but I was set on dubbing it a Centurion personally.

One pilot let out an impressed whistle upon seeing the machine, before instructions came to approach and secure ourselves inside one.

I was directed to the unit at the far end, where I saw each Exo-Knight labeled with a numeral on its breastplate—mine bore the number nine.

With only eight names called prior, it confirmed Gary's involvement as the ninth.

Climbing the access platform to board the Exo-Knight, I encountered a scene reminiscent of the prior day: a lab-coated researcher and a geared-up engineer positioned ahead of it.

Unlike yesterday's independent tasks, they appeared locked in a heated dispute.

"I'm insisting there's absolutely nothing wrong with the construction! You haven't a clue what you're examining!!"

"Come on, the sim data clearly indicates the problems we highlighted will occur. But you're claiming our figures are inaccurate?"

"Your models fail to capture every real-world factor!"

"We're employing the galaxy's finest simulations!! Even if imperfect, they're ninety-nine point nine nine percent reliable!! Do you claim that's insufficient?!"

"Yes!!"

"Then you're even more out of touch than I imagined!"

"Ha!! The actual trial will reveal who's correct!"

I announced my arrival with a deliberate cough, startling them into a small leap.

Now facing me fully, I could examine them properly.

The researcher wore the classic lab coat atop a white blouse straining against her ample bosom, paired with a snug black skirt that outlined her shape. Glasses perched on her nose, serving more as augmented reality interfaces than vision aids.

Her standout feature: spiraling ram horns emerging from her scalp, undoubtedly from genetic enhancement rather than birth.

Beside her stood a woman with an equally striking physique, highlighted by her sheer, form-hugging black bodysuit, with her intimate areas scarcely concealed by front-placed blue coveralls.

Atop her long black locks protruded two dark bunny ears, and I'd already glimpsed her matching tail from behind earlier.

Those ears screamed genetic mod too, given the visible human ones flanking her head.

They both hurried over, but rather than introductions, they scrutinized me like a novel discovery.

"How fascinating... She appears utterly ordinary, doesn't she?"

"I struggle to accept it too... Yet the data remains irrefutable."

I coughed once more, "Ahem... Pleased to make your acquaintances, I suppose?"

They recoiled as if suddenly aware I was a living being before them.

"Ah! Forgive me!" The ram-horned researcher dipped in a bow. "I was eager to encounter you after reviewing your performance data from yesterday's trials! I'm Friederike, Chief Researcher of this facility, overseeing tests and ensuring equipment meets standards."

The bunny-eared woman waved cheerfully, "Apologies for that! I was thrilled to meet you myself! Feel free to address me as Rosalia! I'm the Lead Engineer, responsible for assembling and crafting the very machines before you! Delighted to know you!"

I acknowledged them with a nod, "I figure you recognize me as one of the fresh test pilots. Just call me Tera. Now... What brings both department heads to the Exo-Knight meant for me? This isn't random, is it?"

Instantly, they jabbed fingers at one another, uttering in unison.

"Yes! I require you to demonstrate to this fool definitively who's correct!!"

Incredibly, their words matched precisely...

They proceeded to lock eyes in a fierce stare, on the verge of physical confrontation.

Ahem... Honestly... I'm simply here to take these Exo-Knights on trial runs... Why do I sense I'm about to get pulled into some internal office conflict?