Chapter 7: Yes, there are people who remove suggestions from the options

Kite Hughes' hobby is appreciating the Christian era on Earth, or classical art. Although it is simply called classic, it has a wide scope. His hobby is works of art from around the 2000s when the Internet became popular, and he likes works of art, such as video works, literature, and comics, regardless of the field (especially during his time in space), whenever he had the time.

According to Emotion, I should also be interested in literary and artistic works from more recent eras. It was inevitable that the Western calendar style suited me.

　And for such a nostalgic kite, this revised plan is really fascinating. So much so that there is nothing else.

"Huh? It seems that something is wrong."

"No, I'm not saying it's not good, but..."

"Yes, it's hard to say no."

　Both Dirganer and Ritimiele are confused when it comes to explaining things in an easy-to-understand way.

　Not recommended. However, it seems very difficult to say that.

　If there's a reason, I'd like you to tell me, but neither of us seems to want to say it. However, perhaps sensing Kite's anticipation, Ritimiele finally spoke up in a heavy mood.

"The system... technique has been completed. However, the revision will only take a short time and will be less burdensome."

"There are some problems."

"The problem?"

"Ah. This technology... or rather this ability was confirmed to exist even before the Federation was founded. It was specialized by a race that played a huge role in its founding. Federal and they still hold high positions in the Federation."

"Ah, do you mean I'm not qualified or something?"

　I get it, I understand why it's hard to explain. Is it because they respect their culture, or are they hated as uncivilized, historical barbarians? Both reasons are possible.

　However, Dirganar said no and shook his head from side to side. Obviously, in their culture, the only way to express disagreement is to shake your head to the side.

"That's not true. In fact, they seem to be eager to spread this possibility. There's even pressure to include in a category when making amendments."

"Oh, I guess it's fine."

"It's unstable."

　Ritimiele looked around and continued in a low voice.

　It seemed like he was worried about someone, and Dirganar beside him had a similar expression. It seemed like no one else was there so I wondered what he was worried about.

"This ability is greatly influenced by the mental state of the person. In addition, it has been confirmed that the scale of this ability is clearly smaller than in other races."

"The original race... Terapora Panesio who is not picky about anything else, but I have to compromise on this one thing."

　Terapora Panesio. Judging from the way it was said, I wondered if it was the name of a race. Dirganar had no facial expressions, but I could tell from his tone that he seemed to be grieving.

　Either way, the two of them are showing this through their attitudes. It seems like it would be a better option to stop the remodeling plan I chose.

　I was curious. I'm really curious about this.

　At that moment, I was going to carry out another plan.

"I don't think you'll hate it that much."

　I heard a voice. This was the first time I heard that voice. I don't even know where it came from. There is no speaker-like sound, and the sound sounds like synthesized sound. Dirganar's voice is not strange, it is a machine in itself, so its strangeness is outstanding.

　Glancing out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ritimiele stand up on the back of her neck. Obviously, they not only stand up when they are angry, but also when they are surprised. I couldn't help but feel that the hairstyle of their body hair was a little different.

While I was thinking about such nonsense, the Master of that voice called out to Kite.

"Kite. We welcome your choice."

"You know?"

"We are Terapora Panesio. The person who is talking to this friend is in charge of the artificial celestial body Zodokia. Please forgive my rudeness in greeting you without showing up."

"Ah, no."

Apparently, a race called Therapora Panesio also lives on this artificial celestial body. Furthermore, the person in charge probably means he is the Boss of Dirganar and Ritimiele. I can understand why it's difficult for you two to talk.

"We don't communicate with the vocal cords and language like you. So I convey my intentions by shaking the air around you."

　My impression that it sounds like synthesized sound is correct. Even so, creating sound by shaking the air in a distant place still offers something incredible.

　While Kite was extremely emotional, most of the categories around him disappeared.

　It was clearly the work of Terapola Panesio. Dirganar sprays steam from the beginning.

"Hey, representative! We haven't received the final confirmation yet!? I don't think peeping is a good idea!"

"Then let's check one last time. Is this the remodeling plan you want?"

"Yes, please."

"Then it's decided."

"Huh!?"

　Dirganar and Ritimiele seemed displeased. From the looks of the two, this remodeling plan may seem like a minefield, but it can be said that Kite, who loves classic science fiction, has no other choice.

　Feeling a little remorseful, the representative continued with arrogance.

"Don't worry, if you don't like it, you can fix it again. Since the biometric information is stored in advance, I don't think there's a problem."

"In addition to the first time, the second time onwards will be charged! Mr. Kite doesn't own any federal property!?"

"Nothing"

　It seemed that Ritimiele's defense was a little sore. At the same time, it also made Kite ache.

　If you think about it, Kite is broke. The only thing they could call their belongings was Goodbye, but such things to them were nothing more than discarded items.

　I know their words come from good intentions. I was about to change my opinion and say that I shouldn't put an unnecessary burden on them because of my selfishness.

"Hmm. So if Mr. Kite doesn't like this amendment, we'll cover the cost of his revision. There's no problem with that, right?"

"Can I make such a decision myself?!"

"Don't worry, permission for other populations has been granted. ... Individuals currently on board have received approval from the president. No problem."

"Ah, act quickly!"

　Ritimiele let out a voice that seemed to be screaming. It seems that the representative was forced to solve the problem. Kite didn't understand why he had to put in so much effort with just one remodeling plan, but he gave up on saying that he had changed his mind.

　Representatives of Terapora Panesio are extremely enthusiastic about the remodeling plan we have chosen. While thinking about Dirganar's words, Kite walked towards him, who was somehow leaking steam faintly from the vents around his ears.

"Then, Mr. Dirganar. It's nice to meet you."

"Ah, yes, this way."

　Dirganar walked towards the booth with a look of resignation on his shoulders. When Kite catches up with her, he feels guilty for causing trouble.

　The modification itself actually only takes a few minutes. It seems that the explanation that it is a complete engineering system is not a lie. I also don't feel any discomfort with my body. Deep down I was a little worried that they would be treated like lab animals, but it seemed like they were really friendly.

"Well, the adjustment is complete. Currently, as a minimum measure, we are performing genetic manipulation and implanting ultra-sophisticated machines. With this, I guarantee that you will be able to move without any problems at least in Federal neighborhoods."

"Thank you"

"So, about the main amendment..."

　Dirganar exhales steam from the exhaust pipe near his ears. Obviously, it was like a human sigh.

　Dirganar hesitated for a moment but then immediately held the notebook in front of Kite.

　The first letter was written there.

"'Physical interference due to the diffusion of the will into outer space.' Is there a special name for this on your planet?"

"Yes, it's called supernatural power."

　Kite said, deliberately using an outdated expression.

　I'm thinking that, if all goes well, this name will be asserted in the Federation.