While enjoying the conversation by praising and killing Miss Micah, members of the other propulsion room gathered at a large table with one person and another.
The money Itsuki sneaked into his hands was quite a sum of money, so he tried to call the others.
The assembly time was a bit fragmented.
Miss Reina and Hermes are totally familiar, but Miss Renge is new here.
The oldest and most nervous lenge sits next to me for a relatively long time.
"Er, am I really glad I'm here, too?
"Please reply from the organizer, Micah."
Micah, sitting opposite Miss Renge beside me, nods cheaply asking for extra drinks and food.
"Of course! This time, my uncle gave me money as a reward for trusted men! Work hard to make sure everyone eats delicious food and gets rewarded again!
"I see. It's an honor to have a reward from Izuki.... but are we the ones who are working so hard to get the evaluation from Izuki?"
Miss Renge looks up at me with her neck shrugged in fear.
Looking back at what happened, Miss Reina nodded continuously.
"I know exactly what Renge is trying to say. But don't worry about it. I don't really care about the person I should be concerned about."
"That's right. Besides, we work together, don't we? It's hard to get along with the work here, so it should be worth the effort. I know it's hard to feel when I look next door."
Next door, Miss Renge looks up at me again.
From that look, I feel something similar to kindness.
Recently, I've been getting used to this kind of reaction. It's okay, because I understand that I'm a special case.
Because of this prehistoric memory, knowledge has reached a level comparable to some ancient civilizations.
As I smiled at everything, Miss Micah stepped forward and smiled at Miss Lenge.
"What, Renge, are you surprised by Ash-kun? Fufu, of course, Ash-kun is proud of our village and the capital! You're a proud genius from the Border Territories!
"Yeah, yeah, I'm really, really surprised."
I think half of Miss Renge's surprise today is in the momentum of Miss Micah.
I'm also thrilled because I'm worried that Miss Micah will not fall.
"But Ash-kun is amazing, but he can't do anything alone! If you don't help us, we'll miss you, so help Renge!
"Huh? Really?
Miss Lenge passes me Miss Micah's words.
"Yes, that's right. Isn't that natural?"
If I were a superman who could do anything by himself, I would be in an air-conditioned room now, eating snacks and reading stories as much as I like.
"I see. Surprisingly... you must be lonely."
Were you listening to me?
It was a little unexpected. I feel that the eyes of Miss Renge have become more gentle. I feel very embarrassed as a spiritual older person.
"Well then, if you don't mind me, I'll do my best to help you!
"Yes, thank you very much."
I'm a little unconvinced, but I appreciate the talent, so I'll nod.
Miss Micah puts her hand on my lap, signals, and then shows me the wink. I did it, it's like a trick.
I wonder if it was Micah's mastery.
If this is your scheme, I will keep quiet without denying it.
There, the last of the invitees arrived.
"Am I the last one? I'm sorry I'm late."
I'm not exactly a member of the Territorial Reform Office, but Glenn is one of my men in the military.
"Um, here, okay?
Glenn wants a seat next to Miss Micah with a little light. [M]
Miss Micah pulls her chair and welcomes her with a nice smile.
It is a one-to-one combination of forces synchronized with the Military Sons Association. Excellent combat skills.
Everyone is young with all the matches, so you can talk about it as you like while eating rice for a while.
When I was in my early teens, I used to be all-you-can-play, but the story was all about work.
Glenn asks why Micah is having a banquet today while grinding the boned pork ale.
"Oh, so the leader's carry-on diet is going to be safely removed from the stockpile."
"Yeah, Glenn worked hard on the proposal, didn't he? I can only read lightly yet, but I was good at it."
"I see. I was praised by Ash, but I'm glad Micah said the same."
Glenn feels cute and red. [M] To him, Miss Micah is a longing person. You look happy.
In front of the propulsion room, interested in the interaction between Glenn and Miss Micah, I will explain the contents of Georges' proposal from me.
Miss Reina and others are particularly eager to hit each other.
"I see. I wonder if the lab was working on the development of preserved foods, too."
"That's right. I was hoping the timing would be right."
The canning failed, which led to unfortunate results.
"Stray stone, Ash. This is where I study."
"I don't know what you're talking about. Why does the development of preserved food have to do with the stockpiling of food in the warehouse?
Hermes fills the brew and leans his neck as he pours a replacement.
When Miss Reina shows her cup lightly before she answers her questions, Hermes drinks without hesitation. [M] I think about the everyday relationship to the natural behavior.
"Thank you. Um... yes, the problem with stockpiled food is because of the poor quality of the preserved food, right? The taste is terrible, and the shelf life is supposed to last for a year, but it can rot in three months."
"I can't forget the taste I ate in camp training...."
Hermes lays his eyelids down as if he were silent. [M]
"If we can improve it with new preserved foods, we have to change both portable and stocked foods. If you take a new food preservation plan to change the operation of food reserves and portable foods, it is easy to talk about considering it together at this opportunity.
"Everyone wants to clean up the mess at once."
Miss Renge laughed bitterly and agreed with Miss Reina.
"Oh, so Ash was planning to go through the army proposal and the propulsion room proposal in one piece. That's a loose spot."
"It doesn't sound like I'm evil, does it?
"It's evil, isn't it?
Hermes is going straight through my heart.
A murder weapon for words. I'll appeal to the guards.
"It's not a bad idea because I think it's a good idea for the territory, right?
I'm just trying to take everything away from the other budget.
It is a pure budget wrestling spirit.
That said, Hermes looks at Miss Reina and smiles slightly. It's not the expression that convinced me of my excuse.
"... it's a stockpile of food."
Until then, Renge, who was silently thinking about something, raised her face with a loud voice.
"Well, there's plenty to spend in the leaderships, right?
"Are you saying it's extra... well, you're going to keep preparing for emergencies without being consumed."
"That's right. I know it's the right thing to do because it's an emergency..."
A trembling voice tells her how nervous she is. He's trying to say something important to her.
I nod to the words of a serious and shy girl with the softest expression possible while correcting my posture.
"Well, can you secure it as a support material at the point of failure?"
"Hmm? But...."
"I know there are a lot of things that are damaged and dangerous... but there must be something that's okay, right?
"Yes, of course. Otherwise you won't be able to use it in the leaderships... I see."
Considering what the Leadership will not spend in the future, we can generate a little support for the inaction site.
I use a little nerve to sort out dangerous goods from stockpiles, but it's also the same when I choose to carry food for expeditions.
What I have not used so far is because the suggestions made by the great people of the past at the time were so big that there is no law that I must absolutely abide by.
Since it is an urban stockpile, it is necessary to set conditions when taking it out, but by combining the sorting personnel and the sorting and cooking procedures, the damage caused by food poisoning avoided by the pioneers can be minimized....
"Looks like our pockets were bigger than I thought."
This is a surprise. Looks like there's still a biscuit left.
"Rather, Renge opened his pockets. I have to thank you for this."
"No! Ash-san, or because he had a suggestion from the Georges team."
"Well, thank you all for your help. Excellent, we're getting more and more amazing."
I want to get closer to my dreams at this rate.
"Speaking of which, I also had to prepare an experimental expedition to change my portable diet....."
How about piloting up experiments to introduce new army portable foods to transport stockpiled foods to crop sites?
It seems like a meaningful experiment to be able to carry both old and new preserved foods at the same time.
"This is a hunch of two birds with one stone. Huh!? Besides, you can inspect the farm at the crop site!? Super Play for Three Birds! This is all we have to do!
The engine named my motivation flashes when it hits the nitro.
"Ah, it's switched on."
That's right, Miss Micah.
I want you to do your best now that I have nitro momentum!
"The Territorial Reform Promotion Office will be asked to prepare a proposal for the use of reserve food for reconstruction support. This is Renge, please!
"Huh? Ah, yes!
"Glenn! The Georges are planning an expedition. The aim is to maintain law and order in the territory. Especially to address security concerns in areas affected by crop failure. Proceed with your team's deliberations!
"Oh, wow.... what part of the world are we talking about?
"The details will be delivered from the Propulsion Room tomorrow!
The goal is to visit locations before planting the most important autumn crops.
If successful, we may be able to improve the problem before the harvest this fall. This difference should be huge.
"Fufufu, it's going to be a hot summer this year."
I have to eat a lot of delicious food to avoid summer butter.