What Do You Mean I'm The Captain Of A Yandere Mercenary Company? Chapter 832: They Took It

Truth be told... I really should have anticipated this...

Actually... I sort of expected it to occur, but I never imagined it would strike so quickly...

The blaring sirens jolted me awake in the dead of night throughout the station.

I bolted upright in bed, taking a second to shake off the sleep and pinpoint the source of the alarm.

Renata let out a sleepy yawn, rubbing her hips against mine without a glance at the noise.

I prodded her cheek, "Renata? An alarm is sounding..."

"Mmm... Must we bother with it, Daddy?"

I nudged her cheek once more, "Come on... Even temporarily, we're staff here, so let's check it out."

She yawned anew, still latched onto me as I slipped from the bed.

Only as I approached the door did she dissolve and reshape into my outfit, enveloping me to dress me neatly.

I grabbed my weapons and yanked the door open, the alarms assaulting my ears even fiercer.

Folks dashed through the hallways, making me suspect another Insurgent raid, so I rushed to the hangar bay to launch my ship and ready the station's defense.

Yumiko wasn't by my side at the moment, but I planned to link up with her there and sortie together.

En route to the hangar, I noticed crowds surging that way too—strange, since many weren't pilots or hangar crew. So... what drew them all?

Not until I arrived did the truth dawn on me.

The pad where my ship sat... stood utterly bare... with everyone clustered nearby.

I elbowed through the throng, shouldering aside blockers to reach the front.

At the edge, three figures lay on the ground, tended by staff.

They seemed alive but out cold, likely the ship watchers or hangar guards whom the thieves had felled.

With the cockpit unlocked, the culprits must have seized it and blasted off right away.

Alright, priority one... Hear the full tale from these guys...

"What went down here?!" I barked.

Those nearest the pad flinched at my shout. Fear and dread replaced shock upon spotting me at the platform's brink.

"Ah... Ah... Miss Tera... Er... We can explain..." one stammered.

I scowled, "Explain my whole ship vanishing? Let's hear it, then—what excuse justifies that?"

He hesitated, bereft of any retort beyond the obvious.

Undoubtedly, the die-hard fans had raided the hangar, overpowered the guards, and snatched my ship.

They exchanged uneasy glances, at a loss.

I sighed, activating my Codex to summon my girls.

The display lit up with Amber, geared up and grinning, "En route to the ship, Tera! What's the crisis now?"

I drew a sharp breath, then replied steadily, "Someone stole my ship."

Her brow furrowed, "Huh? Stole the Iridescence? Impossible—I'm staring at it."

"Not that ship... The other one."

"What?! Who did it?! Who took it?!"

"Guess... Heading there now. Prep for launch and scan wide. They can't have gone far."

I cut the link, bulldozed through the mob, then bolted to the docking arm holding my vessel.

I fired off a brief note to Yumiko: go straight there, not hangar—ship stolen, details later.

I raced the corridors, hitting my ship fast to find Yumiko poised outside.

She nodded curtly, and we crossed the threshold aboard.

Doors sealed, Renata maneuvered the craft free from the dock.

We strode to the bridge amid the crew, where I claimed the Captain’s chair.

Then I chuckled, "Ahahaha~ I overestimated them, it seems."

Amber grinned slyly, "Told you they couldn't resist~"

"Yeah, yeah... You nailed it. Figured they'd hold off a day or two before trying. You win—satisfied?"

"Reward time?"

"Sure, sure... Later. Where are they?"

Amber worked her map console, projecting a system chart before us.

A blue blip hovered midway between us, the station, and the Warp Gate.

"Looks like they distanced from the station before firing Travel Drives. Engines cut out, leaving them adrift."

"Their reaction now?"

Renata chimed from my chest, "Ehehehe~ Panicking over the glitch, Daddy! Hilarious!"

"No major damage?"

"They smashed a door and panel already~ Pilot's pounding the console—bound to shatter soon~"

Tch... Hypocrites griping about my space jaunts wrecking the ship, yet trashing it themselves...

Obviously, we orchestrated this from the outset.

The girls knew Verlandi fanatics' madness, warning me of theft attempts.

I heeded them, devising a scheme to safeguard the ship and gain advantages.

Blocking one bunch delays others without profit if they fail outright.

Thus, we left it unlocked: if they breached security, they'd take flight.

Enter phase two...

Escape bound, they'd trigger Travel Drives.

Ries rigged them with an EMP trap, frying the ship on activation.

Backup: Renata's clone aboard for direct action if needed.

Damage? Ries and Renata repair it; blame the company.

Yep... Squeezing every drop from this.

I lent the ship in good faith for their awe, but their betrayal frees us to retaliate.

Our craft closed on the pulsing blue marker, spotting my Verlandi drifting in the black, coasting on inertia post-shutdown.

We paralleled it, tractor beam halting the drift, then hauled it into our hangar overhead.

Ship stowed, we armed up and advanced to the bay for the thieves' reckoning.

They'd better not expect mercy...

This hassle irks, even if anticipated.