"Commander, don't you think it's been a long time since we went to some normal places?"
Glancing at the arrival information on Renault's phone, M1911 came over and tugged on Renault's cuff.
"Hmm? Normal places? Didn't we just go to old Mrs. Graven's cruise ship not too long ago?" Renault asked back with some amusement.
"Eh, well..." Hearing Renault's response, M1911 scratched her head, pondering how to organize her words to persuade Renault to take them around some normal cities, when MDR behind her suddenly spoke up.
"Hiya! Not too long ago? It was clearly more than a hundred chapters ago!"
"Huh? What do you mean more than a hundred chapters?"
"Ahem, anyway, it's been at least half a month! Now that we have Springfield and the others at home, it's time to go out and buy some clothes!"
Ordinary clothes are purely consumables for the T-Dolls, especially for those who have changed their doll bodies. They'll wear out a piece of clothing if they don't pay attention.
Those Doll clothes produced by IOP were a bit more durable and had some stab and bullet resistance, but they couldn't wear the same set of clothes for decades.
"Okay, that makes some sense. So it's your choice where to go, any city with certified flight authorization that is."
"Hey hey! Gather up! Hurry up and get over here to vote for a place now! It's getting late!"
Listening to MDR shouting at the top of her voice while broadcasting this message in the T-Doll's communication system, Springfield who was standing in front of the restaurant's bar and helping G36 clean up the dishes couldn't help but feel a little strange.
"G36, is Commander Renault's side this busy every day?"
Looking at the T-Dolls that ran into the restaurant from the doorway, along with a group of SF Dolls, chattering and discussing where to go...
Even Springfield who came from the main Griffin headquarters couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
The relationship between the T-Dolls on Renault's side was too harmonious, wasn't it?
At the main Griffin Headquarters, although their relationships weren't bad, it was rare for a group of T-Dolls to gather together for collective activities outside of combat.
"It's not like this every day. Today is just a special case, but most of them gather together during meals."
There was only this one dining hall in the entire ship, unless it was like MG3 who had her own whole grill and produced her own food at the farm.
Otherwise, if you want to eat, you can only come to the dining area. The kitchen area is not small, so if you are interested in cooking by yourself, you can also do so.
Looking at Springfield who was lost in thought while arranging the plates, G36 raised her eyebrows. "You heard what MDR said just now. Is there anything you want?"
"Hey? What do I want?"
Lutting down the things in her hand, Springfield looked around and then at the bar in the dining room.
"Maybe buy some tools for making coffee? How about getting more coffee pots and cups?"
"Oh?" Upon hearing this, G36 was a bit surprised. Looking back, she noticed that the dining room lacked coffee-related items other than a thrifted coffee maker that Nagant Revolver had picked up cheaply.
The T-Dolls in the family didn't have any coffee lovers. And their commander didn't drink coffee every day, preferring black tea and plain water. Therefore, there was no other kind of coffee on the airship except for some ingredients used in the coffee machine.
"Right! I knew I was forgetting something!"
Holding a plate of desserts that had just come out of the oven, G3 realized something. She had gotten used to coffee back at Griffin, but since she never drank it herself, she didn't even remember it.
"G3?"
Looking at the tray in G3's hand, with that familiar smell, Springfield confirmed that this G3 was the one who was specialized in dessert baking at the main Griffin headquarters.
"Well, it's me. I just didn't expect that you Springfield would actually come back to Commander Renault's side as well. But in that case, your cafe should have a place, right?" G3 said, gesturing at the restaurant's bar.
G36 also nodded when she heard that. Before, the bar was only used as a dining table, but it would be very appropriate to change it into a cafe bar.
"Make a list in a while. When we get off the ship, there will be a lot of things to buy. If we don't pay attention, we might forget."
Forget? How is this possible? Springfield smiled somewhat helplessly in her heart.
With a T-Doll's memory, how could this kind of thing be forgotten? As long as the task is given, the root protocols will remind the T-Doll at all times...
Oh, the root protocols has been completely deleted by Renault, deleted to the core, with none of it left!
Now there is no longer any question of authority or command.
All things require T-Doll autonomous action.
If the tasks are too complicated, then... losing three or four items is not impossible...
Just when Springfield, G36, and G3 were discussing what to purchase, WA2000 was lying on the table nearby in boredom, looking helplessly at the large group of T-Dolls chattering in the restaurant.
"These guys, why are they all so active? They're still holding a map and choosing random places. It's impossible for T-Dolls like us to travel to other cities without formalities, right?"
Anyway, WA2000 was a bit unconvinced. Those T-Dolls pointed out a few cities, but it wasn't easy to enter those.
Even for Griffin, it would take some time to coordinate all kinds of formalities, and impose all kinds of restrictions on the dolls before tactical dolls like them could be permitted to walk on the streets.
Otherwise, they would be stopped just as soon as they reached the gate of the quarantine wall.
"Maybe Commander Renault has some special formalities on hand."
G43 was a bit more optimistic. Although she also wanted to get involved, she remembered that her account at Griffin had been completely frozen, and her savings from hard work had been completely reimbursed...
She'd better not cause trouble. She would just follow the others out when the time came. She didn't have a dime in hand anyway, so buying things was out of the question. She'd just follow the other T-Dolls out for a spell.
"But what are those Sangvis guys arguing about? Are they going to tag along too?" Stg-44 set her eyes on the Sangvis Ferri Dolls.
But that was unrealistic. Sangvis Ferri was now an enemy of humanity.
No city would allow Sangvis Ferri Dolls to enter, right?