I Become a Staff Officer in the Demon Army, but I Can Only Do Office Work!

There are three barracks in the Demon King's Castle.

The first is a warehouse that is easily understood and occupied by the convoy. Commonly known as "convoy warehouse".

The second is the warehouse of the Demon King SS, which often moves independently of something. Commonly known as the "SS Warehouse".

The third is the warehouse of the Intelligence Agency, which often moves independently in a different way than the SS. Commonly known as the "Intelligence Agency Warehouse".

"This is a hassle."

"Sounds like the gendarmerie is petitioning to build their own warehouse, too. We don't seem to have a place in the boulder yet."

"Let me advise His Majesty not to make any more. It's too much trouble to manage."

Today, Sophia and I will check the material management system of the warehouse in Demon King Castle.

Confirm from the Transport Squad Warehouse, the largest warehouse.

Then we'll meet up with the Transport Corps executives. The transport team didn't attend the demon statue reduction conference the other day.

The largest convoy warehouse is the warehouse where supplies are distributed to the Demon King's Army near the Devil's Capital.

However, the Devil's Metropolitan Guard is excluded because it has its own warehouse...... so troublesome after all.

"This is Urko, Commander-in-Chief of the Demon King's Army Transport Corps. Nice to meet you, rumored human."

"I will see you first, Commander Urko. I am Akitsu Akira, Chief of the Demon King's Army Station. Thank you for today."

Commander Urko had a different face and atmosphere than other oaks and goblins just to say commander.

The fact that there are books and some paperwork on his desk makes him think he can read. Well, otherwise you wouldn't be commander-in-chief.

... Except for the fact that the skin is green and the fact that the fangs are unusually long, it just seems like a tough human being. And the way you treat me, a human being, is not like any other subhuman.

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Besides, for some reason, I'm looking at this one with a patchy eye.

"Something on my face?

"... oh no. That, what. I was surprised."

"What?

"Because it's been a long time since I've seen a guy besides His Majesty the Demon King treat me normally, who is an orc"

Eh, look at it with a discriminatory eye because the other sub is an oak... right.

That's usually what I think of that meeting. This "Gamiron green-worm bastard! Feel."

"We talked boring. Sure, that was a confirmation from the warehouse. You should be free to look at it. Let's get one deputy."

I see, not everyone seems to be the bad guy because he's the Demon King's Army.

Inside the convoy warehouse...... it was pretty messy.

Thank you, it seems to be poorly managed.

"Sounds like the current situation is to say that what you've been packed from the northern harbor and brought here is still loaded."

Sophia answered that as she saw the goblins at work.

They put the crate in an open place without grasping the contents of the crate, and when they actually carry it out to the front line, they check the contents of the crate all the time to see if it's what they need.

Therefore, we find ourselves in a situation where food, demonic stones and other consumables are gathered in a mess, and new things are brought out of what is in front of us.

Demonic stones are extremely difficult to identify.

Probably what led me to the wind of saying that was the problem of literacy.

I can't read that to the goblins who do the work, even if I write about what's in the box on paper. Therefore, this is the only appropriate way to place it.

"This, maybe, is filled with expired antiques in the back."

"No way......"

Mr. Sophia looked at the warehouse when she said it couldn't be like that, and with her nose she checked a little warehouse odor... and in an instant she changed her mind,

"Perhaps."

And I answered with a slight facial cramp.

Everyone would think so if they saw a pile of unmade and deposited crates.

If it's alcohol, it may be aged, but if it's wheat, it may have mold growth.

"It's still a matter of control system...... This is how problems have not affected front-line activity because Demon King's Army supplies are lubricated, or are they too strong or too weak again..."

I'm starting to feel like everything.

When I asked my deputy, the warehouse manager didn't seem to have been determined.

For once, the nominal chief administrative officer has the Transport Squadron Commander-in-Chief Urko, but no way the Commander-in-Chief will be free enough to manage the warehouse himself.

"What should be resolved as soon as possible at the Transport Corps Warehouse is to improve the management system, right? We need to eliminate the morgue as much as we can."

"But how do you get it to the goblins and the oaks..."

"Hmm, I knew that was as a long-term goal to educate the soldiers and improve the overall quality...... the question is first aid"

Measures against people who can't read letters...... there was something on Earth for sure. Means of communicating information with non-lettering effects, from the UI of the game to the cockpit of large passenger aircraft and fighters.

I mean, vision. If you can't read the letters, you can judge them by your eyes.

"Mr. Sophia, do you get cheap pigments and paints?

"If it's not blue or something, it's easy to get, right?

"Blue is precious in this world too, isn't it? So do you want to color codes in red, yellow, green, black, and white?"

Paint the pattern by separating the colors depending on the contents of the crate, or whether it is Batten or Male.

Simple way but it would be effective. And what each color represents can be illustrated as whether it's a warehouse wall or a door.

All you have to do is sour your mouth and say, "Keep the new one in the back," because you want to know the storage deadline and all that, but you won't know the letters and numbers.

The antiques in the back right now... well, what is it?

Let the guy you like do it.

"Long-term measures include the education of soldiers. And after all, it's the installation of a department that specializes in managing warehouses. Pack the draft around there with Commander-in-Chief Urko..."

"What do you do with the personnel?"

"............ now let's not dare create a draft and assign the necessary personnel from it. And well, I wish I had a fold with the other departments by then..."

"You're just hitting the road."

I'm dealing with an ad hoc situation with a high degree of flexibility.