Reborn as an Evolving Space Monster: Harem Of Otherworldly Beauties

"Everyone!" Roka shouted. "Prepare for landing!"

’Isn’t that something I should say as the Navigator?’ Rea grumbled to herself as she clicked her tongue silently.

The crewmates were seated inside the command room, their bodies stuck in place thanks to the seatbelts wrapped around them.

"That took a while." Liz whispered.

"Sure did." Raya nodded. "You did keep busy though. I doubt you were too bored."

"Yeah, well… I suppose not everyone is as lucky as I am."

"You have a point." Raya scratched her chin while staring at Rea’s back, who was seated all the way to the front of the command room. "Wait, you weren’t talking about me, were you? Feels like I’m just as lucky as you, if not more."

"M-More? What makes you think that?"

"Oh, come on. Don’t get flustered, Liz." Raya snickered as she waved with a hand. "You have other… Duties that keep you busy. That’s why."

"Well, great." Raya chuckled as she placed her hands together. "So you can have your fun while we have… Ours."

The Commander turned towards the two, throwing a death stare at each.

While the Planet they were approaching wasn’t a particularly dangerous one, Roka still wanted them to take this a bit seriously.

However part of her annoyance did stem from a different fact. The fact that the crewmates had changed seats.

’We all kept using the same seats even after we lost all of those who filled those in between us.’ Roka sighed while massaging her forehead. ’Yet now, slowly but surely, as if it was a competition…’

Only two seats separated Liz from Raya.

"You made Roka mad." The latter whispered in the former’s direction while hiding her mouth with a hand.

"Did not!" Liz let out a sigh and relaxed back into her seat. "If anything… Ugh, never mind."

"Brain over brawn!"

Filling the two seats separating Liz and Raya,

"Only when it comes to bullshiting your way out." Cero muttered.

"Uwo!"

"Y-You’re not supposed to take sides." Raya sighed.

"Sides have been taken." Liz sneered as she shrugged arrogantly.

Raya’s eyes narrowed for a moment.

"Yes…" She slowly let her head fall towards her left. "Sides have been taken." Her head eventually landed on Cero’s arm. "My side!"

’That’s so unfair…! She only got that seat because Lith wanted to be next to me! So unfair!’

Cero let out a sigh. Despite being amused by their shenanigans,

"Ugh!" Raya exclaimed as his finger flicked her forehead.

"Quit it." He scratched his neck. "We’re landing."

"YES, WE ARE!!" Roka shouted.

Murmurs could be heard coming from the other side of the command room.

"Look at them sticking to the alien… Horny freaks, these females." Jay whispered while clicking his tongue and moving his head from right to left. He was seated with his arms crossed.

"You got that right." Al muttered, his words barely audible. He was seated with his chin resting on his palm. Most of his mouth was covered by his hand as well. "I expected that from Liz, but for Raya to stick to him…"

"Why do you say that?" Bak asked as he scratched his head with a rather innocent tone. "Expected that from Liz?"

"I don’t know! Stop asking stupid questions!"

"..." Bak scratched his head again. ’What did I do?’

"I can’t believe this…" Kris muttered, his voice shaking. "My poor Cero…" He hid his face with a hand, and Bak thought he would cry.

"A-Are you okay?"

"Stop asking stupid questions!" Kris suddenly shouted.

"..."

"Yeah, seriously Bak, shut up."

"..."

"Always asking stupid questions." Jay sighed. "WhY aRe YoU qUieT wHeN ReA iS aRoUnD? DiD sOmEtHiNg HaPpEn?"

"Well, did something happen? Why are you on the verge of tears, Kris? And Al, why are you so… Why are you all looking at me like that?" Bak asked. "These are all legitimate quest-"

"Stop asking stupid questions, Bak!" The three shouted in unison.

’The fuck did I do??!!’

Instantly, Bak wasn’t so sure which one was truly on the verge of tears between the boys.

"Well, looks like everyone’s energetic." Roka whispered.

As the Commander, her seat was closest to the front, to the Navigator’s seat.

"How are you feeling-"

"Stop asking stupid questions." Rea suddenly interrupted. "Are these fucking bags under my fucking eyes not enough to tell you? Nah, I’m not energetic. Nah, I don’t feel good. Nah, I don’t want to talk."

Roka pursed her lips together and scratched her chin, slightly taken aback.

"What’s got you so on edge?"

"Oh! Well! That’s just… The greatest fucking question, Roka! Yeah, what’s got me on edge? Huh? That’s-"

"Don’t get angry at me. I’m just-"

"No, no. I’m not angry. This is a completely legitimate question. Cause yes, I am on edge. What’s got me on edge, you say? Well, the right question is why. Why am I on edge? Why am I being edged? It’s been three fucking weeks!"

"Um… We left Tyl… Yeah, it’s been about three weeks." Roka muttered. "I’m not sure what exactly you’re talking about. Why you’re being edged? What does that-"

"Shut up, Roka."

"..." The Commander scratched her chin. "You haven’t slept in a while, so fine. I will. You don’t have to be this rude though. I’m still-"

"Why you’re being edged? What does that mean?" Rea repeated, making fun of the Commander’s tone. She proceeded to let out the heaviest sigh. "This is the problem when talking to virgins."

"...!"

It took everything from Roka, but she managed to keep her composure.

"I’m not sure I follow."

"It’s just… It’s a figure of speech. Nevermind." Rea sighed. "Sorry, I’m just… Well, on edge."

"I see." Roka nodded. ’Phew! Holy shit, I thought Cero told her about the fact that I’m… Wait, why would a figure of speech about virgins be relevant here? What does that…’

"Commander." Rea called out, interrupting Roka’s thoughts.

"Yeah." Roka raised her arm and momentarily stood from her seat. "Landing in five minutes!"

Important information was about to be explained once again, one last time before lading.

"As Raya previously explained…

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