Rumble!

Loud rumbling noises could be heard as a massive spaceship streaked through space.

However, the rumbling noises were even louder inside.

"Damn, the engine is getting weaker! What are those engineer bastards doing!?"

"What? The output is unstable because your control is shit!”

"That's enough, just hang in there! We need to land safely, at the very least!" The commander sighed at the mess and muttered, "Phew, we have to get a contract somehow this time—”

The commander abruptly stopped speaking with an oops upon realizing his mistake.

“…”

The commander saw the sadness on the boy’s face and hurriedly added, "O-of course, this isn’t the only place for us to conduct our business, so you do not have to feel too much pressure, Young Master."

"... Commander Seol, I'm not a young master anymore. I’m a representative now," the boy muttered and clenched his fists. "I am the representative of my father—the owner of Overflow."

“...”

The commander felt proud of the boy, but he found the boy pitiful at the same time.

It was all because the commander thought that this business would be difficult.

‘It’s great that Planet ZY-410 has opened up its borders once more, but the timing isn’t great.’

It had been seventy years since Overflow was founded, and they had been active merchants throughout the galaxy since then.

The founder had taught them that...