Chapter 145 Epilogue (Ban Amuro)

"Alright, let's do a mock battle next. Amuro, don't come."

The instructor at the podium finished today's MS mechanical structure tutorial and prepared to let the students enter the MS for a simulated battle.

But before that, we should first BAN the guy who is not on the same level as the students.

The other students and Amuro were already used to it, but Amuro still stood up and floated towards the hangar.

Now, their courses are coming to an end, and they will graduate and enter the military in May next year.

"Really? We have to drive the Jim training machine again."

The person floating next to Amuro complained to him.

"If possible, I would like to see the Gundam, and even drive it."

This guy's name is Hiroshi Uraki, and he's a nice guy.

Whether it's his straightforward personality or his driving skills, Amuro considers him worthy of being a friend.

Because he can dodge three of his beams or take two of his swords.

Although the opponent achieved this by relying on his physical fitness and large-angle changes of direction, Amuro also believes that the opponent has a promising future.

For some back-and-forth maneuvers, Amuro couldn't guarantee that he could complete them and then immediately follow up with an attack, but this guy could do it. Even if his movements were stiff, he still did it.

"There will be opportunities in the future, for sure."

"Oh yeah, can you give me an EZ-SR Gunpla? The production is so low that it's out of stock soon. I can't get one at all."

Uraki Hiroshi clasped his hands together and begged Amuro.

"OK……"

Amuro agreed to Uraki Hiroshi's request with amusement.

It's incredible that the model of Gundam that I made with my father at that time has now entered the mass production stage.

Although there are MS models made by other manufacturers on the market, DAIBAN, founded by Tim Ray, a former Federation technician, is the only company officially authorized by the Federation Army. Even Anaheim can only produce such products from a toy perspective, while DAIBAN can be designed to be simulated.

Of course, someone will definitely review it to prevent this technical expert from actually producing something that leaks information.

So Gunpla started to make money for the Amuro family.

"Ah, Amuro, that kid is looking for you again."

Just as the group was leaving the base and preparing to move to the Federation Army port on the colonial satellite, they saw a blond figure waiting opposite the base gate.

"Go ahead, Amuro."

"Don't attack the children!"

The other students were basically around 20 years old. At first, they might have been dissatisfied with Amuro's privilege of not attending classes, but the experience of being wiped out in two minutes made them put aside their dissatisfaction.

What's more, this guy has a considerable level of attainment in mechanical structure and MS engineering, but his command is not satisfactory, only at the middle to lower level.

"No Road Race!"

Amuro cursed but still got out of the car.

"Hmph, remember to go back within the specified time."

The one-armed instructor with a scar on his face said this to Amuro.

But it's better that he is no longer one-armed. A month ago, he had a mechanical prosthetic limb produced by the Yashio Group installed on him. Although the technology is still insufficient, he can already move the fingers of the prosthetic limb. At least after getting used to it, he should have no problem driving the MS to bully this group of students.

"Yes!"

Amuro immediately saluted the instructor.

Then he turned and walked towards the figure.

"Betotiga, why are you here again?"

Since the last interview, Bertoltiga has come several times, but not for the purpose of interview. Instead, he came to do something quite childish with Amuro - a battle strength comparison!

Well, actually we were just talking about everything under the sun, but Bertuccio always brought it up with Eli.

Originally, Amuro had no reason to play with this little girl, but after seeing Bertocchia running over several times and staring at the door, Amuro understood one thing.

This girl is more stubborn than I could have imagined... She is just like me back then. Although Amuro hasn't changed much now.

Anyway, at least Amuro was willing to spend some of his free time with the girl - her parents were out of town.

Amuro saw his own shadow in her.

"Amuro, can you promise me something?"

The first sentence he said irritated Amuro.

"At least add a mulberry bar."

"No, Amuro!"

Amuro lowered his head and had to ask Bertoltiga what exactly he was going to do.

"The White Base is coming into port today! Can you take me on a tour?"

Amuro blinked, a little surprised.

The White Base will probably dock after the practical lesson, so Amuro just got on the jeep with the others.

"Then why did you stop me?"

"Because I don't want to be with other people."

As they said this, the two of them started walking towards the port.

"what about me?"

"Amuro is a good friend of Mr. Eli, so it's okay!"

Bertoltiga gave a brilliant smile.

"So that's why you brought her up here?"

Brad hugged his chest and looked at Amuro who was admitting his mistake with his head down in front of him, feeling a little sad.

This guy has really grown up a lot.

Seeing Amuro grow much taller than he did during the One Year War, Brad suddenly lost his temper.

"Don't worry. I'm not blaming you. There's no problem with the hangar."

Brad turned to look at the little girl, who was hammering away next to Jim Gai on the boat.

"She's quite energetic, so is she also a new human?"

Amuro looked at Brad in front of him who had also become much calmer and none of the anxiety he had during the One Year War, and only then did he realize that two years had passed.

"I don't know, at least she isn't now, but I believe there is a possibility."

"Possibility? That's such an irresponsible word."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"After graduation, are you going to come to my place, or what?"

"To Eli's place?"

"...I'm even more in need of manpower here. Last time, there was no suitable pilot for any of the Gundams."

Brad looked distressed.

"Ha, I'm here to be the MS captain."

"That's natural."

Amuro, who had always wanted to create something independently in order to prove that he had grown into an independent adult, also began to seriously think about returning to the White Base Team.

"Hey! Amuro, can you teach me how to drive a mobile suit?"

"Absolutely not!"

Rejected Bertoltiga's annoying request.

It's not time for war anymore. We don't need kids like this to board MS.
Before he knew it, Amuro had the same idea as Eli.

(End of this chapter)

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