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"... what was done? Dear Deprexa,"

"... we wait. Sebastian. Immediately in response, doesn't it seem as if I've been waiting to hear from Waltz"

"Weren't you waiting?

"That's a situation here, and you can't let Waltz know about it. Sebastian, this is a political rush, right?

"(Dear Deprexa... maybe you've still changed...)"

Sebastian was wrapped up in surprise and confusion inside, especially before Deprexa, who uttered something unexplainable. A sudden sign of change in the character of the Lord (s), who has not changed for more than a thousand years and has always thought he would remain the same (?) appeared, so it was harder not to be confused.

"... shouldn't it be time to leave?

"Right...... let's get out"

Deprexa, who concurred in the allegations from Sebastian, lifted his hand in no way to his will...... I placed my finger over the reception switch on the communication system and pressed it.

Pi...... poo poo poo

"That's crazy...... The comms are connected, but Deprexa, it looks like she's not here."

"Um... isn't it too soon to hang up?

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. There's this kind of communication system, it's like manners, and if it sounds seven times, you have to hang up. If you keep calling me when the other side is too busy or you can't get your hands off me, that's rude, right?

"Uh, sure. Between meetings, while in other correspondence, between meals... if it keeps ringing, you're in trouble."

"That sort of thing.... By the way, Julia? I'm already cutting the gravity control system, so why don't you get up?

Waltz suggests so to Julia, who tried to hug herself but was pushing it to the ground with supergravity for it, then kept falling and answering until now.

Then Julia finally got up because she got permission from Waltz... And I gently paid the dust on my body.

"... that's Mr. Waltz. I can't believe they're always pinpointing at the main body when they say they're just a little out of position with phantom magic..."

"Where are you talking like a boss..."

"What? No, it's me, middle management (middle boss)..."

"Oh yeah... Speaking of which, you did..."

"So, what are you going to do?

I can't get in touch with Deprexa. Current situation, what to do...... Since we manufacture the main aircraft of the third ship on the Deprexa side, it was expected that if we were to be unable to contact her, the completion of the third ship would also be delayed on its own.

If that's all, I'd say it's still good. From the waltzes who don't know what the Deprexers are in, the worst is that Deprexers couldn't get away with it. When that happens, we have no choice but to build our own mainframe, and we need to review our schedule dramatically.

Waltz seemed to be well aware of the concern as well --

"... Well, you've been busy with something. I'm sure."

—— She didn't do anything to suspect about Deprexa.

"For once, in this day and age, they're doing goddesses, and they're doing activities to protect this world, aren't they?

"I see... you're a goddess"

"At times like this, I honestly think you look good."

and waltz nodding convincingly, imagining the act of deprexa.

As a result, she gives instructions to Energy and Swordsman Victor to push for the busy Deprexa without an appointment…. The reason why she doesn't care about unappointed visits, even though she cares about the manners of communication, is unknown.

By the way, in those days, Deprexa, when it comes to --,

"... ki, did you hang up...? ♪ Absolutely ♪

"… it is recommended that the communication be connected immediately the next time there is a communication"

"... right..."

—— He seemed frustrated with regret because he was too hasty to receive correspondence from Waltz.

Towards her like that, Sebastian advanced.

"Why don't we get in touch here?

"... right. It's rude not to respond to a call from the other side, so we'll get back to you soon."

"Yeah, I recommend that too s---"

"But I'm going to wait about 30 minutes"

"What?"

"Perhaps Waltz thinks he's busy about us not being contacted. Nonetheless, what would you think if I got back to you right away? I'm sure to Waltz, you must think this way. … while in a position within reach of the communication system, I was wondering if it didn't come out right away."

"(That's true, isn't it?

"That would mean that if we were up to something, Waltz would inspire us to think,"

"But if you don't respond... aren't you worried something might have happened?

"Yeah, so I'll be back in half an hour. That's about it, Waltz would wait for me too...... We haven't had a single communication in the last three days, so it won't be a problem for about 30 minutes."

"... as you say (will you really be okay...)"

Sebastian, who, in the short time she had been in contact with Waltz, knew with herself that she was relatively short tempered, seemed to have a concern that was never small. But he never spoke of that worry.

Anyway, he's the faithful butler of Deprexa. Because we do not imitate the Lord's secrets so innocently that they pinch their mouths...