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

In the months following Operation Perseus, the offensive of the human army is not enough to say at all.

One is at best about skirmishes, and as usual, the Demon King's Army has fallen short of the human army's mechanical power and lowered the front.

But I can forgive that in itself. The retreat on the front is on schedule because of the huge damage caused to the flying dragon and the demon statue.

There is nothing wrong with that.

"Amen, brother. I'd like to take this furniture home, but come on..."

"I'm sorry, Grandma. I can't carry furniture or anything big like that. Can you just leave me the amount of luggage I can hold on my own?

There's a pretty wide front to fall back on.

It will retreat the 200-mile (approximately 322km) front at most, focusing on the Heyvar side, which became the main battlefield in Operation Perseus.

And we have to evacuate military and military personnel and equipment, supplies, residents' and residents' property within that range, and destroy them thoroughly and prevent them from being used by the human army when it comes to things that could not be transported.

Two hundred Myra!

"But this was made for me by my grandfather who died in the war..."

"That's what they say, I can't load it in my luggage. I know how you feel, but will you give up?

".................. chip. There's a human flair eating in their gold."

And while residents say this to me!

Damn, it's 100 points out of 100 for a complaint against a public official. Is the idea the same in every country?

"Mr. Sophia, how much progress have you made on the evacuation plan?

"Please wait a moment. … Once the alienation and destruction of this village is over, 58 percent of the total will be over."

"Four or two percent more..."

The journey is too long.

Three and a half months after the activation of Operation Perseus, two and a half months after the decision was taken to organize the front on a large scale, the evacuation plan does not proceed as late as possible.

That's right. In this world, where there are no railroads or automobiles, mass transit of personnel is impossible.

Even if you run a limited transport demon statue and wagon in the convoy and requisition a civilian carriage from one end, it's this one.

The movement of civilians, especially untrained in the march, is slow anyway.

And like my grandmother earlier, there are a lot of guys who want to take that, and don't like it without that.

My mind shrinks.

"As it is, it will end around summer."

"I think it'll be autumn if we suck"

"I wonder if the human army is watching me so quietly..."

The human army, please, don't attack me.

Akira heart haiku.

But at a time when we're not trying to chase down against the demon king's army, which is blatantly lowering the front, maybe there's some circumstance that the human army can't even go on offense.

Or maybe you're thinking, "Calm down, this is a demon king trap".

Either way, it's convenient.

"The human army will deflect while it's still big. Please hurry the inhabitants."

"...... I'm glad that Akira can help because it's hard to handle complaints"

"If I deal with a complaint, it'll be too much trouble."

"Why is Akira human..."

That's the dialogue over here.

Why are the enemies human?

Humanity in this world does not have enough Chemonar spirit.

Don't you think Mr. Sophia is so cute to talk fast and move your tail and ears hard when you panic pretend to be cool?

If you don't think so, I have to fight for the religion I believe in. Religious warfare is the eighteenth (posthumous) of the earth's mankind.

"Dear Akira, my eyes are a little disgusting"

"Oh, yeah, sorry"

Don't be weird. Let's get this job done.

Women with slow walking speeds and weak children Old men have the priority to ride the carriage.

And the man is basically walking in luggage, but the distance of 200 myra is unimaginable.

Speaking of how much, if you think of it as the distance from Hakodate to Tsukiji... I don't know.

Hokkaido standards. It's more like, "Isn't that normal? It could be."

Let's correct it. It is easy to understand when it comes to Tokyo - Sendaima.

Walk that distance.

Races like Mr. Sophia, such as Orcs and Goblins, probably don't have a problem with long distances because of their strength, but they're deadly for a species that doesn't.

Besides, carriages don't feel comfortable riding outdoors.

Rather than a carriage problem, it is because the streets are not maintained.

It is only natural to shake a rattle if you run along a path that is about "better than just a path". If you're riding in that condition, you're tired.

I mean, it's hoarding.

I'm on my way back to the Devil's Capital by hitchhiking a wagon carrying a neglected citizen, but I'm not talking about the hard part of having to endure the swing of the road while enduring the gaze of "Get in the wagon for a young man's sake... this is why humans..."

"Suspension development yet..."

And I accidentally squealed.

No, really, that's an instrument of civilization. Will I get suspension if I go to the human army side? Let Your Majesty attack the production plant if you have to...

"Sasupenchan?

When I was thinking about all these stupid things, there was a girl's voice coming from my front.

I raised my gaze to check on you - and immediately turned to the side of my mind.

And there was Mr. Sophia on the side, and he suddenly turned around and said to me, "What?" I look like that.

"Oh, no, nothing in particular, yes"

"… suspicious"

No, no, he said it's really nothing.

I just had something to worry about.

I wonder how girls can sit in sports with their skirts on.

I don't know what you're talking about, but you'll see.

"Not that way. Before"

And the girl's voice tells me the direction politely on purpose if you thought I was in the wrong direction. But, you know, that's not the point.

But ignoring it is too unnatural.

It would suck worse if Mr. Sophia found out about the situation. So make sure you don't look as close to the floor as you can, just the girl's eyes.

"... hey"

"Mmm."

Her response to my greeting was short and simple.

She looks exactly like a toddler with blonde hair, fox-like tails and ears.

It seems more resourceful than active, and it wraps up the atmosphere as if Mr. Riina and Mr. Sofia were added and divided by two.

She sits in a gym with some thick book, and she can see the example from me in the front of it.

How come when I have something to worry about, I see it there even if I know I shouldn't look at it?

It is a strange human sex.

"What is Sasupenshan?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah. It's about the vibration-proof mechanism on the vehicle."

The truth is I call suspension about a suspension device that supports the body of a vehicle and hangs the wheels.

That's why it's attached to the carriage I'm in right now, but I often refer to vibration-proof devices now.

"How does it work?

"Uh, uh"

They say there are different ways, but I'm not a car maniac. There's no way I can explain it.

Simply put, it is a mechanism whereby a coil, a plate spring or an oil damper is placed on the axle, thereby absorbing vibrations.

"- Like that"

"Hmmm......"

That said, the young girl shifted her gaze to whether it was the paper or the book she had, as she had lost interest.

What is this guy, the arrow tip I thought, she wrote something with a pen and then she showed it to me.

"Like this?

That was an illustration of the lower mechanism of the automobile, well seen on Earth.

Regardless, it's pretty simplified, but even I, the amateur, had to say, "It's more or less there".

"Is there?

"... probably"

What is this girl?

I know it's legal lollies because it's like beastman traits that make you look and age inconsistent, but I dare say it.

What is this girl, and.

"Yayoi."

"... hmm? What?"

"My name. Yayoi Misaka"

I was a little impressed at this time. It's a Japanese-style name. If you look closely, the clothes that are coming are witch-style.

And I was a little scared. Why does everyone read my mind?

"Because he looked palpable..."

"Oh, yeah, right..."

Enough is enough. Let's give up thinking all the women in this world are like that.

"I am Akitsu Akira, Director of the Demon King's Army Station. As you can see, it's just human."

"... I am. Famous"

I guess.

"People in the Horse Cavalry said," You look great for incompetence that can't do anything. "

"Misaka, can you tell me about those people"

"Listen, what are you going to do..."

No, he said I should pull him out in front of the gendarmerie or His Majesty.

I'm desperate to do this too. Besides, you can't keep the front on your own, you guys. Which is incompetent.

"... well, as for the grudge festival anyway... this is Mr. Sophia. My deputy."

When I introduce you, Mr. Sophia bows gently and says hello.

... along with that, he noticed what Mr. Misaka had in his outfit.

And Mr. Sophia, alternating between me and Mr. Misaka,

"... unclean"

And he looked at me like he saw a pig in a pig farm.

But there is.

"No, it's force majeure."

"I hear excuses on the headstand"

"That's on the verge of execution!?"

Or is that it, or are you going to slap me through the bumps with the truncator?

Stop it. I just saw it, forgive me. I haven't seen cancer like that, just for a second!

"... Interesting"

The toddler girl who watched such a sight enjoyed the situation without even a nickel on the back of her back with the dialogue.

They don't have a lot of emotional ups and downs.

"This one's dying.... I don't want to be killed, so do something about it."

"Nothing, I don't care if they see my pants"

I said pants, this kid. I've always cared and avoided making explicit statements.

"We care, please"

"... it's weird"

Growling so, she changed her attitude in the wind she reluctantly said.

The sanctuary is no longer visible, but the slippery thighs become better visible instead. Either way, I have trouble finding a place for my eyes.

Yeah, okay.

I guess this kid is free to run away in a different way than Leona. The only difference is the presence or absence of emotions.

No, or maybe they're really alike.

A close observation of the book she held was something I had seen somewhere.

Somewhere... yes, it's a study on magic that was in the Bureau of Development.

"Mr. Misaka is a good painter, knowledgeable, and possibly some kind of researcher?

"Yeah. Not yet, but it's freshly..."

I knew it.

"Can you make a demon statue or something?

"I can't...... I did reverse engineering, but even structural analysis was difficult. So we can't make reproductions..."

Reverse engineering refers to retracing the manufacturing process of a product, also known as a retrograde process, to disassemble and analyze its structure.

It was the statue of the demon that elevated it to a weapon equipped with highly autonomous artificial intelligence by fitting a special magic circuit to a substance that was only a stone or orihalcon.

Even the planet in the 21st century is a pretty advanced weapon, given that drones are developing.

Leona, it sucks.

Her Doya face and high laughter and mass-produced Vicki Docklimeca were shown in her brain for some reason, but without a doubt Leona Calzette was a genius.

But I just try reverse engineering for the demonic statue, and I can see that Mr. Misaka says he's quite a researcher, too.

"Mr. Misaka, what are you doing now?

"... I didn't do anything. 'Cause I broke up my previous place of work."

"Workplace?"

"Dwarf's workshop. Local modification of the statue used on the front line. But everyone went somewhere because the town was gone..."

With that said, Mr. Misaka became plainly shunned.

But it was established that she was in a technical position. I'm getting more and more interested. Other than pants.

... the guy I met here would also say it's on the edge of something,

"Mr. Misaka, are you willing to work for the Demon King's Army?

"... Huh?

"Oh, or is it your next job?"

"Uh... no, sir."

"Then let's come to us. My army is understaffed."

Especially since there are only three of them.

I'm sure Leona would be happy if a new technical job came, and if I worked with Leona who developed that demonic statue, I wonder if Mr. Misaka would be satisfied.

Mr. Misaka was troubled, but he also accepted it with Mr. Sophia's persuasion.

All right, all right, let's get permission from the Bureau of Development.

That's why I picked up the telecommunications magic prop that I call a "phone" on my own and called Leona.

This is the kind of circumstance that got me a preschool technical job, you know?

It was a pretty zacky phone call, but, well, the other guy's got Leona, and the reason he refuses -

"No, I don't want to."

Apparently there was.

"What about that heart?

You can't do what you want!

"You don't have to get more people to do whatever you want."

Yeah, he already said that. Develop statues was my hobby.

Sure, I was willing to stop the IGAD rampage by letting Mr. Misaka in, but I don't think I'd immediately refuse.

"But you're practically developing the statue by yourself, aren't you? You got enough people?

"It's no problem because I've been working on the development of the statue all my waking time. And if you run for it, it's enough."

"You're really mad..."

"Don't be so praiseworthy."

"I'm not praising you."

'Bye, because I'm busy. Little Magical Leona, we have to develop a derivative type. "

"Hey, wait a minute. I haven't made a development request yet."

'Bye!

Buzz.

…………

"Son of a bitch!

How many times has it been since I've screamed in connection with Leona?

But I'm not sure what's going on. It's not nice to scream in front of Mr. Masaka, and there were other aliens in the wagon.

Weigh yourself.

Oh, thanks to Leona's refusal, even though I promised Mr. Misaka, my promise was rebellious. What a loser.

It's a liability issue.

Mr. Misaka must be grieving, too, I thought.

"... now, Mr. Calzette?

He looked surprisingly happy.

Why? Why isn't the world what I imagined it to be?

"Huh? Oh, yeah, but"

"Good, then.... working with Mr. Calzette is impotent to me..."

and she muttered expressionlessly and emotionally. Are you saying that working with a leader in the development of demonic statues is a good idea?

But I have trouble being told that.

Because it's the sad sex of a station officer who doesn't want to waste it if he finds useful resources.

"Let's do this, then. Instead of working with Leona, let's smash Leona."

……

"I mean, create a new bureau of development, or refer it to a private research institute to go beyond Leona."

When I said that, Mr. Masaka just seemed surprised, too, and opened his eyes.

"Oh, so, but I can't..."

"Let's do it and then we'll decide if we can't!

I mean, if it's about Leona, I can afford it. Anyway, it's that personality.

I have the feeling that I am making demonic statues with chronic care that my technical skills are the best in the world. I'd appreciate it as a barracks station if you'd crush that.

"Mr. Misaka can do it. If you have the technology to understand the structure of the suspension in an instant and try to reverse engineer the demon statue, you can."

"What, um..."

"Let's do it. And beyond admirers! The Station Bureau will assist you with that!

What a strange guy to admire Leona, don't tell me you thought!

"But not me..."

"No, no, it's more of the talent I was looking for."

So let's go, to the Devil's Capital Groce Stadt.

By my side that's what I meant, Sophia decided she didn't hear me sighing, "I've got more work to do..."