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Mikazuki aimlessly wandered through the city, looking here and there for a while, feeling bored. So he simply found an empty spot to sleep. As for where to sleep? Of course, it was outdoors. He was illiterate, he didn't recognize the spellings of hotels, so even if a hotel or inn was right in front of him, he would pass it by.
Mikazuki quickly fell asleep on the grass. The artificial breeze generated by the colonial satellite made him feel very comfortable, probably even better than the air on Earth. He didn't know how long he had slept, perhaps not even half an hour, when his earpiece in his pocket kept ringing. He suddenly opened his eyes, took out the earpiece, and put it on. Orga's voice came through: "Mikazuki, I found it. The Earth Alliance has a disguised convoy; it's most likely the Gundams."
Mikazuki calmly asked, "What do we do next?"
"Okay, Mikazuki, I'll send the navigation to your wrist controller. Follow the navigation's instructions to the designated location. That woman didn't tell you that ZAFT's squad would be taking action, did she? Go check it out first."
"Alright." Mikazuki didn't ask further. He trusted Orga. He got up, rolled up his sleeves, and the screen of his watch lit up with a map. The navigation map was extremely precise; Orga probably directly stole the strategic map from Heliopolis' military network. Now, Mikazuki, who was completely unfamiliar with the area, no longer had to worry about getting lost. He followed the navigation's guidance towards the location Orga marked.
Outside District 7, where Heliopolis' only university, the Industrial University, was located, a sixteen-year-old university student, Kira Yamato, was driving with his companions. They had come to the school at the request of their university professor (don't complain, he was a university student in the original work).
Just then, Mikazuki hurriedly rushed towards his destination, District 7 of the Industrial University, but was blocked from entering the district because he wasn't a student. Mikazuki frowned, looking at the red forbidden sign on a nearby screen, with a few words below it. Even though Mikazuki was illiterate, he understood what it meant: "No Entry."
Kira, in the car, saw the urgency on Mikazuki's face and couldn't help but ask, "Um... Do you need help?"
"Huh?" Mikazuki, who was about to contact Orga, turned his head when he heard the call from beside him, his eyes lighting up.
"Yes."
...
Inside District 7, Mikazuki successfully entered the area in Kira's car. Kira spoke to Mikazuki while watching the road ahead. "So that's it, you specifically came to Heliopolis to see your family, that's amazing, coming here by yourself." Kira saw Mikazuki's slightly messy appearance and showed no disdain, but rather full admiration. In his opinion, Mikazuki and his brother's family situation shouldn't be particularly good. He probably put a lot of effort into getting his brother into university and came to visit his brother alone, which was not easy.
"Ah."
"What's your brother's name? Maybe I know him."
"Uh... Orga... Orga Itsuka."
"Orga Itsuka? Hmm... Haven't heard of him. What's his major?"
"Um, welding, I guess." Kira's eyes widened, and he almost crashed the car into a nearby streetlight, his mouth twitching violently. "Eh? Welding? Wait, I don't think our academy has that major."
"Is that so? I must have remembered wrong..."
"Hahaha, I see..." Mikazuki replied nonchalantly, secretly glancing at the navigation on his watch. The marked location wasn't in the direction they were heading. "This is fine, you can stop here." Kira stopped the car upon hearing this. "Are you sure? This place is huge." Mikazuki jumped out of the car and said to Kira, "It's fine, my brother messaged me saying he'd pick me up, so getting off here is fine. Thank you for your help." Kira smiled, "No problem. Be careful then. I'm leaving now. Goodbye."
"Hmm, bye-bye." Mikazuki waved twice at the departing car, then looked at a building about a kilometer ahead. That was the place Orga had marked. He opened his earpiece, and Orga spoke before him: "Mikazuki, how's it going? Have you arrived?"
"Almost. How's it on your end?"
"The Gundam transport convoy just came out of a factory on the outskirts of District 7. First, there were three vehicles, and they definitely had Gundams on them." Inside Barbatos' cockpit, several screens displayed footage. Three transport vehicles could be seen, each carrying a grey mobile suit. Their appearance was similar to the G-Falcon and the Fourth Generation Meteor. "Anyway, just watch the show from there. I estimate the ZAFT forces are about to make their move. There are other extraordinary things in this colonial satellite."
Mikazuki, who was walking towards his destination, raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"
"Heh heh, you should see it soon. Don't rush."
"Still playing coy..."
"Hmph, so what?" Orga snorted somewhat tsundere-like. Mikazuki then remembered the thought he had a few hours ago and told Orga about it. On the other end of the earpiece, Orga was silent for a moment.
"Your guess isn't impossible. After all, we're two living examples. Akihiro and the others might really be in this world. Of course, they might have gone to other worlds. As an auxiliary system, I've understood many things I couldn't understand in the past, such as parallel worlds and so on... Ah, I guess you wouldn't listen even if I explained it to you. In any case, your guess is very possible. If Akihiro and the others are truly still alive, then they must be doing well. One day in the future, our Tekkadan will definitely reunite."
Orga, having died once, felt very relaxed at this moment, perhaps because he had laid down the burden of being Tekkadan's leader. At the same time, he believed that if Mikazuki went back, he would lead Tekkadan even better, allowing those kids to have better lives and choices.