What Do You Mean I'm The Captain Of A Yandere Mercenary Company? - Chapter 368

Chapter 368: They Started It, We’re Finishing Them
So… Just saying… They ended up even using my honey as a dip for the cookies…

They tried to get me to try some as well but I’m afraid to say that I have not reached that level yet… No matter how much they assured me that it tasted great.

On the other hand… The girls have now pretty much convinced me to just use it as some additional sauce that they would enjoy by themselves.

I honestly don’t know how to feel about this though…

Mara had assured me that I was indeed shooting honey and not just honey tasting cum anymore. Like if you were to take organic honey and put it beside mine, you would find practically no difference between the two.

Incidentally, I learnt that this was actually possible but the Gene mod needed to do this where you change the actual makeup of your sexual fluids was insanely expensive.

Like we’re talking about an amount of money that is enough to buy you a new ship kind of price.

Although… She did admit that there was research involved which might cut down the cost by half or even more but it has not been made public yet.

That’s why my case was pretty weird and from what she knew, practically unheard of.

We agreed that it was most likely because of my status as someone from another universe that caused this.

Amber floated the idea of checking my genes or something but Mara said that it was not possible since she didn’t have the tools for it.

Putting all that aside… The cookies I made were nice at least. And I dipped mine in chocolate instead of honey.

There were still some leftovers so I decided to bring those to the Guild building to share with the others later.

As the girls cleaned up the kitchen while I sat at the counter with my cup of tea that had no honey in it, I remembered something.

“So… Do we know who kidnapped me in the first place?” I asked.

Mara paused and half turned to face me, “They’re part of a group called the Tin Rattlers.”

I raised an eyebrow but never got to ask the question because Amber answered it right after.

“Yes, they are related to the Rattlers. They’re supposed to be a sub-group led by some idiot where they would focus on tasks that require more… Forceful methods.”

I frowned, “So… Would this cause anything?”

Mara nodded, “Most definitely. I believe within the day, news that one of this gang’s hideouts being destroyed would have spread around the station.”

“Wait… One of their hideouts?”

“Yes. They might just be a sub-group but they are not a small group by any means. They are meant to be the group that would be using force to subjugate other groups after all.”

“Right… So… I guess we can expect some retaliation?”

Amber grinned, “Oh, I was counting on that! We can go wipe them all out then!”

I turned to Amber in concern, “No, no… Why are you thinking about waging a war with some gang right now?”

“Why not? We can take them!”

“But why do we even need to? We can just get the hell out of here right now, right?”

Ries looked up from the sink, “Eh? But what about the organic food thing?”

I waved my hand, “If the risk is to get involved in a gang war, then I don’t think it’s worth it.”

Amber turned to me, “I think it’s worth it though? Especially since we’re trying to send a message right now?”

“Message? What message?”

The other girls all turned to look at Amber as well and Amber looked like she was trying hard not to panic for some reason.

It’s almost as if she just said something that she wasn’t supposed to, though I don’t understand why since I don’t see anything problematic with what she said earlier.

My lover scratched her cheek, “Well… Umm… Ah! We need to let people know about our Mercenary group! If they knew we could wipe out a gang like that, we would get recognition! Since they are thugs anyway, we will also get rewarded by the Guild if we take care of them! We even get claims on any loot or equipment they might have! If I’m not mistaken, I heard each of the bosses of each hideout have some kind of special equipment unique to them.”

I was about to reject the idea until I heard the part where she mentioned about the unique equipment.

The first thing that came to mind was that hammer the other boss I met had, which meant there might be even more of those stuff and I’m definitely interested in them.

Who knows? One of them might have something even better than the hammer that the other guy had.

I hesitated for a moment, “Just asking… How many of these people are we expecting to deal with?”

Mara tapped her chin with a finger, “That will have to depend on whether the main branch of The Rattlers will be involved. I personally think they will not as it might undermine the authority of the leader of the Tin Rattlers. But if this drags on for too long, they might choose to get involved then.”

Amber jumped in, “That means if we wipe them out fast enough, they won’t be involved!”

“Easier said than done Amber… Do we even know how many hideouts they have?” I asked.

Mara tapped her cheek with a finger, “We could possibly find out that answer if we get our hands on one of their leaders. Not only that, we would even know the locations of them too.”

Right, because Mara can just literally take those answers out from their minds. I guess it’s unfortunate that the boss I dealt with got blown up then…

Ughh… Well this got a little complicated I guess…

The safer option was just for us to pack up and get the hell out of here… But if I wanted to get the loot, then we’ll have to deal with this…

“Alright, let’s call a vote then,” I decided, nodding towards the girls. “Do any of you think we should stay?”

All of them raised their hands.

I shrugged, “I guess that decides it then. But just to be sure, are you all confident that we will be able to beat this entire gang with just the five of us?”

Amber nodded immediately, “Most definitely, Tera! Especially if we have the drop on them!”

“Do we? Don’t they already know they got attacked?”

Amber wagged her finger mischievously, “Ah ha! But not by who! The only people who know we were involved are already dead, Tera! And…”

Mara continued for her, “We already know of another hideout so we can start from there.”

I raised my hand, “Wait, wait… If they don’t know who we are, then we could just pretend like we don’t know anything right? Why do we need to go fight a war with this group?”

Lea raised her hand slightly, “Mistress. Because you would eventually be revealed and they would figure out you were the one behind it.”

I pointed a finger at myself, “Me?”

Ries also nodded in agreement, “Everyone’s going to know that Boss is the one responsible for making all this delicious food. These people will definitely try to kidnap Boss again anyway so we’ll still have to fight them eventually… Then they would figure out we were the ones behind the attack.”

“Then… Can’t we just hide the fact that I’m the chef and just say no one knows or something?”

The girls looked at each other before turning back to me.

Amber made a face, “Yeah… About that…”

“It’s too late for that, Mistress… Everyone who ate your food that day already knows you are behind it and they are already out in the station spreading it around.”

Well fuck.

I sighed, “So that means… The plan now is to get rid of them before they become a problem huh? But hold on…. Isn’t there already a gang war happening? Wouldn’t we just make this even worse? The other gangs might even get involved in this as well, won’t they?”

Mara shook her head, “On the contrary, this is the best time for us to do this because everyone else is too busy with their own wars to take note of what might only look like a small skirmish. If everything goes as planned, we should be able to deal with them before news of the entire gang being wiped out spreads too far.”

I raised an eyebrow, “You girls really think we can destroy an entire gang quickly by ourselves?”

Amber smirked, “Oh, we won’t be alone, Tera… The people from the Guild will help!”

“Wait, really? Why would they even want to help us then?”

Ries’s ears perked up, “Of course they would Boss! Because we’ll be paying them with your food!”

…

Would they really fight for food though?