uuups ... the 9th k. was probably a bit too long ...


but the 10th is all the shorter!


and sooo faaad ....




9.


.... His posture didn’t look much,


but it turned out to be incredibly fast. The only time Maiju hit him with a box beam was also the end. It took her a full five minutes to nurse him back up.


"Guys, I see - I'll have a lot more fun with you guys!"




10.


"No, damn it! No! How often should I tell you: you mustn't offer the opponent a surface to attack! All over again!"


Maiju let himself fall into the grass and watched from there Nijaro's renewed attempt to get into a decent attack position, groaned and buried his face in his hands.


"What am I explaining to you for?" she asked desperately.


Nijaro stood there lost, not knowing what to do now.


"Zen, please show him again!"

"Yes sir." Zen Long went into a perfect attack stance.


"So, for the fifth time today ..."


"Sixth, Captain!"


"You're welcome?"


"For the sixth time, captain!" repeated Xanthro.


"Well, then for the sixth time! And save yourself the captain!"


"Yes, captain!"


Maiju sighed and rolled his eyes, passed Xanthro and turned back to Nijaro: "From a good attack position you should be able to evade or attack in any direction if possible. The way you stand you can just jump up! Show me, how you want to make a lunge backwards out of the position! And you can stand up normally again. " she added, turning to Zen Iang.


Zen straightened up again, Nijaro went into a slightly bent, tense position, then spun around, fist outstretched - and tripped over his own feet.


"You see, what did I tell you? Now try it the way we have been fooling you for two weeks!Dingo, shut up! May I remind you that you can't do better? "Maiju glared at Dingo as she pulled Nijaro up by the arm. He immediately stopped laughing.


"I'm sorry, captain! I'm afraid I'll never learn!" Nijaro whispered dejectedly. You seldom heard anything louder than a whisper from him.


"Nonsense with sauce, of course you'll learn it! Even if it's only because I'm behind you with the whip! Try again! If it doesn't work now, I'll give it up!" ]


Nijaro tried again, and it looked a lot better than anything before.


"Well please! It's almost perfect, only the finishing touches are missing! Zen, please practice with him, I'll continue with dingo!"


"Gladly. Come on, little one!" Zen Long dragged Nijaro a little way away, where they were no longer in the way. You could really rely on him - in the two weeks that Maiju was in command, he had already secured the position as her right-hand man.She didn't know what she would have done without Zen.


Now she looked invitingly at Dingo, who deliberately did not notice her gaze and was very interested in Nijaro's attack position; he seemed to be considering whether to give him zero or zero points for posture. Only when Maiju cleared his throat exaggeratedly did he look.


"I want to see if you can do more than sweep the door in front of other people. Show me your attack position, Dingo!"


With a reluctant expression, the fat man went into what looked very much like constipation.


Maiju sighed and bit her lip to hold back the comment that was on the tip of her tongue. Chun snorted from suppressed laughter. She covered his mouth and smiled at Dingo.


"There we go! But making fun of others, eh? You know what ..." Maiju let go of Chun and took a step towards Dingo, poked him in the stomach, "I think your fat masses are in the way! Starting today, we are slimming down, is that clear?I'll give you two months, if you still don't fit in your old training tank, you will be put on a zero diet! And that's not an empty threat! "


Dingo protested: "Two months, that's far too little! How am I supposed to do it in two months? It's also very useful as an airbag!" He patted his stomach.


"But apart from being an airbag, the fat is not good too much! Just give it a try with F.d.H.! I don't care how you do it, but in two months you will fit into your old tank again! And out!" cut off Maiju Dingo's protest.


"Now get back into attack position!"


Looking even more sour than usual, Dingo obeyed the order.


"You're killing me!" Maiju muttered and proceeded to correct his miserable posture until it was halfway acceptable. Then she let him go back into position and corrected again.


He got on her nerves. At least Nijaro tried hard, but that was too much to ask for Dingo.And his way of responding to orders made her wonder why she didn't just put him out of the way like Yeng.


But she didn't, and instead messed around with him.


In such situations Maiju often doubted her sanity a little.




By the evening the two hopeless cases had made it into a tolerable attack position, so Maiju let her gang go. Before that, however, she quietly asked Chun to keep an eye on Dingo, as she quickly noticed that he was a little inclined to spy. So she asked him to see if Dingo was actually on a diet, which he was happy to follow. Maiju himself examined Dingo's cabin and confiscated his supplies while her soldiers were at dinner.


Only then did she make her way to the dining room and run into Jeice on the way. She almost didn't recognize him because she was used to an eternally long head of hair from him and he suddenly wore his hair surprisingly short.She would have just walked past him if he hadn't held her wrist. She tried energetically to free herself: "Hey, what's that? Let-" at this point she recognized her friend: "Jeice? How do you look?"


He grinned. "Hi, Maiju! Surprised?"


"Yes, of course! Why do you suddenly have such short hair, I always thought you didn't want to cut it off?"


"There was no other way! You died on the last mission!"


Maiju eyed him critically, then she said: "I like it much better that way!"


"So? Well, then it's okay!" As if it had just occurred to him again, he added: "Hey ... Question: is the rumor true that you should have taken over the Chucta command?"


"Right."


"Wow! How is that? You're only ten!"


"I beat Turnus. And Freezer doesn't care about age as long as you're strong."


"Hehe, yes! And how do you feel like a captain?"

Maiju tossed him a picture that spoke volumes. "Better not ask! I would be interested in what Freezer was up to when he made the old loser Chuck captain. He didn't care at all about training his command, and I can now bother with it!"


"Are you really that bad?"


She nodded.


Jeice put on a sad expression: "My condolences!"


"Don't do so wrong!"


"What's the matter with you? I'm serious!"


"Dumbass!"


"It's okay, I'm going to stop! I wish you good luck with your command! May you all turn out to be excellent warriors!"


"You're starting again! Do you have to be kidding me?"


"I do not do!"


"Oh no! And what is it that you give of yourself all the time, if not rubbish?"


"That is not-"


"Hey, what's the point? Little rendezvous in the hallway?"


Waat had suddenly appeared behind them and eyed them crookedly.Maiju hoped dearly that he hadn't seen her heart stop for a moment.


“What shit you're talking about again!” Jeice saved the situation. “You will still be allowed to mock other people's commands!” He secretly made a sign to her that said: outside tomorrow?


"At least I have one!" she hissed at him, nodding imperceptibly.


Jeice winked at her, turned around and said as he walked: "But what a thing!"


"You're just jealous!"


“You would like to have it!” With that he disappeared around the next corner.


Waat didn't seem to have noticed that their argument was just a play. Maiju would have loved to breathe a sigh of relief.


"So you're a captain now too, Maiju?" Waat asked her in a remarkably friendly manner. Since Maiju had overtaken him in terms of strength, he had made a hundred and eighty degree turn in his behavior towards her.


"Yes."


"Had to come like this.Would have been very disappointed in you if not! "He looked her up and down again, mumbled as he passed her:" I knew that you will soon need custom-made products! "


Maiju looked after him, puzzled. Custom made?


She looked down at herself. There was absolutely nothing that would have been a reason for a custom-made product.


She had a slim, sinewy body, not as muscular as one would have expected - after all, she was still a child. There was nothing unusual about her stature; if you ignore her legs. It must have something to do with the changes the senior doctor had told her about.


She pushed the thought away - it always made her a little nervous. Instead, she made sure to come into the dining room so that she wouldn't be fobbed off with leftovers.




The next day - a day like any other. Soldiers trained indoors and outdoors, commands flew out on space patrol or returned from missions, and the air traffic control center was under stress.

Maiju longed to go back to the time when she was still with the rotation command.


Right at the beginning of the training session, Ti'aLan and Chun had a quarrel, who never liked each other, and Maiju could barely part them.


Then Nijaro showed that he was now in perfect command of the attack position, but Dingo made it as wrong as ever. By the time he finally made himself comfortable to do it right, the morning was almost up, Maiju was almost bursting with anger and the rest of the command was completely unnerved.


But when that was done, the day got