Santri Famiglia's

Expires

Dozens of employees lined up in the courtyard of a company, one fathom away from each other. The superiors lead, standing firmly on the leading array. The sun was not yet high, that was when the music played.

They perform compact movements, following the flow of the melody. That is the routine of BGA experts before starting work. No one should ever ditch morning gymnastics or a salary during that month will never be paid.

Snowfall or drizzle does not prevent the activity to be carried out. Unless, a storm comes whack, then outdoor gymnastics will be eliminated. Instead, indoor gymnastics is carried out in the rooms of their respective divisions.

Among the humans in toka uniforms with black pants, there were Eiji, Renji, and Sai. They stand one row with Eiji in the middle, Sai on the right, and Renji on the left.

Thirty minutes of exercise is enough to make them sweat, even though the sun is not so stinging. White clouds sometimes move, blocking sunlight.

At the end of the cooling, the top leaders exclaimed loudly, "BGA!"

"Create the will!"

"Soddisfa la volonta!"

"Grasp the Will!"

They loudly chanted slogans in those three languages. Their voices melted into one. Their right fists were raised high excitedly.

After saying the slogan, the employees are usually disbanded. But there is something different today. One of the top leaders took the microphone.

The man with his dignified voice announced, "Shiragami Eiji, Mitarai Renji, and Motohira Saiyuki are expected to meet Sir Mattarella ...."

The three Japanese men gathered. While the others disbanded, heading towards their respective division buildings

The BGA research and development center is near the beach, surrounded by forests and vineyards. There are no skyscrapers here. There are only three buildings resembling a two-story pantheon. One building facing the beach is a worker's dormitory. While the other two places stored futuristic equipment where experts experiment with technology.

Eiji, Renji, and Sai walked to the right wing of the building, walking up the stairs to the second floor. The three of them worked on three different projects.

Renji is involved in the development of flying cars. Sai's in the armament project. Eiji was part of the aifka development team. They work in different rooms. There is no time to meet each other during working hours.

Never before have they been called together like this. Facing up to Mattarella. During the training period, they were only told that Mattarella was a BGA supervisor. He is rarely on the field, but becomes the right-hand man of the company owner.

This impromptu summoning left them wondering. I don't know what's going to happen, they can't guess. He walked quickly to the room in question.

Eiji knocked on the door. However, there is no answer. He repeated the knock once more, the door remained unmoved.

"Now, what? Back to each other's place?" ask Renji for approval.

Sai circulated the view. The floor was very quiet. No one can be asked.

"We just wait here! Maybe he's on business downstairs," replied Eiji.

Not long after, the man in line with Aeneas arrived with the head of the Eiji division. All three widened. The man was the one called Dantae by Sanubari.

Time seemed to have retreated a few hours before this meeting. As usual, Eiji struggled with the metals.

Another man sat behind his desk, flipping through the blueprints, studying the plans Eiji had put forward. He was responsible for evaluating the design if there were any flaws before the execution began.

"Look, Young Master! They're all busy. Better wait until work hours are over."

Hearing that voice, everyone stopped the activity for a moment, except Eiji. They all paid their respects, while Eiji continued his activities.

Sanubari won't listen to Dantae. He kept walking, walking past them all. Some people wear headgear that hides the face.

However, Sanubari LangkAh Definitely heading towards one point. Harajuku's hairstyle is rather long making Eiji easy to recognize. Sanubari stops in front of Eiji's table.

Electronic objects scattered on Eiji's table.

Something resembling a nanosd was placed on the table. Sanubari. Eiji's left hand held something similar to a needle of the smallest size. While the left hand holds the solder with a needle-sized tip.

"Why was the memory card stabbed?"

That was what was seen in Sanubari's eyes. He had no idea, it was a component for an aifka that was only the size of a milk banana.

"Don't bother! He's concentrating."

Dantae stands next to Sanubari. His attention was on Sanubari.

"I'm not playing around."

Eiji put down the solder. He began to assemble the entire component dexterously. Sometimes, he used a screwdriver the size of a syringe to attach the bolt. Not long after, the fragments of metal transformed into a small helicopter plenary.

"Great! So, Eiji's sister is now a child toy assembler?"

Sanubari applauded. Eiji raised the glass that covered his face.

"It's not a kid's toy, Sanu!"Eiji Obviously.

His hands skillfully entered the program. Once completed, Eiji immediately conducted a feasibility test. The banana-sized helicopter was hovering. The bottom of the helicopter is open. From there, a helicopter as big as a dragonfly flew.

"Look!" Eiji turned his monitor screen, Compound eyes and glass they could record."

Helicopters fly lower, heading to the front of the monitor. The eyes of Sanubari followed. He watched the animatronic recording.

"Uncle Dantae, I want to try assembling it myself. Is there anything else?" ask Sanubari enthusiastically.

One name called Sanubari returns the flow of time to the present. Again, a man named Dantae Mattarella stood before him.

Eiji's superior opens the door, invites Dantae first, then the others. They sat facing each other, while Eiji's boss returned to his job.

Without further ado, Dantae said, "The work of the three of you is very good. But, it's a pity, you guys have to stop today as well."