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

Happy New Year, gentlemen.

I don't know what's HAPPY as much as we celebrated the New Year, but I guess I should think of it as a greeting.

But I guess it's HAPPY for the vast majority of humans.

Kids get old balls, and depending on the industry, New Year's Eve is a precious holiday.

It's a mechanism called the military.

The custom of celebrating the New Year is also found in the Demon King's Army. Even if it is Happy New Year, which has a long life experiencing hundreds of times in its lifetime, I congratulate it.

Cooking out for the New Year. Alcohol will also be provided.

Regardless of the army, I'll be on alert, but is the human army celebrating the New Year as well? They'll usually be a peaceful thing from the end of December to the beginning of January.

Yeah, nice. Peace. It's a good thing.

Whatever the reason, it's a good thing the soldiers get some rest.

"Periodic events just to get more work doomed"

"Don't slap me in the mouth and work, Master Akira"

Ignoring the hardships of the barracks bureau supporting the New Year is a really good thing.

"Demon stones, demon statues, that's fine, transportation of supplies for the New Year is a top priority anyway. At this time, let's say, 'I don't think about the attack of the human army'!

"That being said, Commissioner, I can't do this amount right now!

"Even if I can't, I'll do it!

It has only been a month since the end of Operation Perseus, the demon king's rescue operation.

The objective of His Majesty's rescue has been achieved, but the Demon King's Army has suffered enormous damage. The task of transporting demonic statues, demonic stones, and personnel and developing new bases to compensate for the damage was adding to the administrative burden on the Station Bureau.

In such a place, it is the New Year.

His Majesty has been discharged from the hospital and is in good health, but he was definitely lying on the hospital bed until a few days ago.

Among other things, the spirit of the Demon King's Army soldier, who can celebrate the New Year without the word "careless" "no", deserves the earliest respect.

"Dear Director, the stock of sheepmeat for the New Year is no longer in the warehouse of the Devil's Capital. That and the food for the sheep seems to be rolling over on the way out and out of transit!

And it's also a terrible place for regular events that don't go as planned. Something different happens because it's not the same as usual. It's the first New Year since the station bureau was established as an organization, so plans go extra crazy.

That's exactly what Mr. Riina's report is about.

"You'll have to buy that already. Can you buy it at the market in Devil's City?

"Mm, I think it's hard. Private demand is also on the rise in the New Year…"

"Oh well..."

It's usually a "oh, well, let's carry a different one" story. If the sheep don't work, it feels like a chicken, or a cow if the chicken doesn't work. Whatever the meat is.

But each of the demons and subhumans belonging to the Demon King's Army has a unique custom.

Elves don't usually take meat, but they only have a habit of eating meat during New Year's and other celebrations.

Dwarves, on the contrary, usually eat a lot of meat, but in the New Year they care about their health and run sobriety and meat ban.

There are many other species of lamb eaters, fish eaters, sober enough to bathe in, and some fox people serve dishes packed with lots of freaks like Japanese festival dishes.

So every food and luxury item jumps in market value as demand grows sharply at New Year's Eve.

"Eli, what budget can I use to purchase supplies for the New Year?

"That's not much."

Eli sighs in one hand on the calculator.

It seems that happiness escapes every time you sigh, but if you have time to say that, Sekiyama is the one who tells you to give me money.

"Is it not enough to stick your hand in extraordinary war expenses or the reserve budget?

"No, it's not that it's not enough. Isn't it just 'expensive'? Plus, after New Year's Eve, it's a long way off. So if possible, buy it at the official price."

"Okay. So, Mr. Yurier, it's your job."

"Not again!

"Negotiation is your job, isn't it?

Of course, other than Mr. Yurier, there is someone in charge outside the negotiations. but it is desirable to nominate Mr. Yurier for merit and merit.

"It's okay, it's about New Year's."

"I don't have to think so either..."

Damn, didn't you just change the date on January 1st or something?

What are you so desperate to write a yearbook to your boss or someone you've never even met just because "social common sense is like that"?

"But if this is happening, they'll say, 'The barracks station can't even prepare for the New Year's incompetence'. So good luck and do something about it"

"But it's expensive to buy at this time of year, huh?

"It is Mr. Yurier's job to price up to the official price. Just sheep, please."

"Don't be impotent..."

No, because that's what Mr. Yurier's getting for it. Let's give her a vacation for the New Year.

"Well, the rest is fish, right? Mr. Riina, what kind is it?

"Uh... no particular designation. It could be a complaint if it's just cheap..."

Hmm. Then you can't have a boar. It was getting expensive in Japan, but it's still a cheap fish in this world. Personally, I thought tuna was good, but in this world where refrigerated refrigeration technology is underdeveloped, it just takes time to transport.

According to Ms. Riina, the fish in transit were "pickled".

... It's not a can of stewed herring tomatoes, is it? It's all right, isn't it?

Well, it's not okay. Even though it wasn't carried, it's okay.

"Duh, what shall we do... Shall we send new supplies from the Devil's City?

Hmm.

That's a hand, too, but a little hassle. I don't want to do anything more than that, even though I'm understaffed. I don't like the fact that a handful of transport demon statues are broken because of this accident.

Firstly, if we send them out of the Devil's Capital now, they will be able to make it or not in time for the New Year.

"In the meantime, where is the delivery address?

"Wait a minute... this is the 44th sheep regiment in Fort Gargot"

"Fort Gargot? You heard me somewhere..."

Um, where did you hear that? I can't remember much work lately...

That's when Mr. Sophia reminded me to take my place.

"Oh, isn't it possible that the Navy requested it?

"... yeah?

"Look, of the new ship..."

"Ah!"

I remember.

A few days ago, a human army opponent took control of the sea and told me that there was a sailing test for Mikhail, a coastal sentinel magic navigation experiment crafted by the incompetent navy who had no choice but to rely on the naval guerrilla warfare!

The station also received requests for supplies and demon stones to be used for test cruises.

And the final destination of the exam should certainly be Fort Gargot.

"Mr. Sophia. What's the exam schedule for 'Mikhail'?

"Tomorrow."

"Okay. Then I'll be critical in time. Let" Mikhail "be a fishing boat."

The starting point of the experimental vessel "Michael" is naturally the naval base. And there will be a warehouse of munitions at the naval base as well. Even if there are no fish there, there should be a fishing port nearby.

So I buy the fish and transport them on "Michaels" to Fort Galgordo. If the test voyage goes well, the fish should arrive at the fort on December 30th.

Originally, "Michaels" were supposed to carry supplies to the fort with the test voyage, and it's just a matter of making a few changes to the load.

Request naval support!

"But Dear Akira, this ship is an experimental ship. Will it go as planned? If you don't..."

"If not, it's the responsibility of the 'Navy' that couldn't sail as planned, right?

"... well, that's right"

"Then no problem! Mr. Riina, Mr. Sophia, please arrange it quickly."

All right, that solves the problem Mr. Riina brought, and...

And then nothing happens if you work normally without anything. Come on, me, don't lose, me. It was on Earth to be busy at New Year's Eve, wasn't it?

... Ignoring the existence of troublemakers who are not on Earth would have been fine.

"Akira. - Mmm! Sorry! The demon props from the exam went wild and broke the IGAD equipment in the barn! I was wondering if you could put some new supplies in!

"What are you even doing when you're busy!?

"It's not good! It was an old piece of equipment anyway, so think of it as a chance to make a new one!

"Did you do it on purpose!?

At the end of December, the IDA experimental tools and the barracks station door broke down. Nannon.

New? Oh, yeah, I'll do it someday.

"Oh, yeah. Sophia, are you okay about the example?

"It's all right, Master Calzette"

"Hmm? What are you talking about?

What are you two talking about, Leona and Sophia doing that? Weird, huh? I thought something might happen.

"Don't tell me."

"Don't tell me!

And that's what they answered at about the same time.

And celebrate New Year's Eve. Even with all the problems, we're going to have a safe New Year.

Should the station bureau be ready to celebrate the New Year, too?

"Dear Akira, I'm here about supplies that are supposed to go to Fort Gargoard."

"Tell the Navy about the delay in supplies, and tell the sheep regiment people,"

"No, it's not. Looks like the experimental ship blew up at Fort Gargoard..."

……

……

Correction, let's not celebrate the New Year.

Thus the Barracks Bureau concluded New Year's Eve only with the handling of the Fort Galgordo case. What have you done to me, navy incompetent bastards?

I was working with Mr. Sophia on a post-incident at the fort. It's going to get old in the barracks office as it is.

I've never seen a year like this less emotional. If you say it's me, it's me.

Everyone goes home except us. It will be as good as New Year's. I'm good enough on duty alone.

"Oh, you can't go home with this anymore. It's the beginning of the year."

"... Oh, that's true. Then let's get to work, Master Akira."

"Right. You can go home now. Take your time in the New Year."

I tried to tell him to leave the rest to me, but before that, Mr. Sophia blocked my words.

"What are you talking about? We're all waiting, aren't we?

"... Yes?

Leaving Demon King Castle, walk the night of the Demon Capital.

Time has already gone around midnight and is beginning of the year.

"If this is going to happen, you should have let me know in advance. I disagreed."

Mr. Sophia, walking next door, whispered so whitefully with her exhaling breath. The tip of my nose is a little red.

"... what are you talking about?

I'm talking about this one.

That's what I said, and she turned over here and smiled.

"Dear Akira, this year - no, thanks for your help last year. Thanks to you, I have been saved."

"... what's the sudden matter?"

"I just wanted to say. Because I appreciate it."

I really have no other intention, such a smile.

"Then I'll tell you too. I was also helped by Mr Sophia. Thank you."

"Phew, you're welcome"

After saying so, Mr. Sophia stopped walking.

And she poses as "This is the destination," urging her to get in there. There's nothing there or weird about it, it just looks like a house.

"This way. I'm sure they're all waiting."

"... Yes?

"Just open it."

"Huh."

As they say, I opened the door for now.

Open it with anxiety as to what the hell is in the house with nothing to change -,

"A - Ki - La Chi Wo - Mmm!

I closed it with an instant judgment.

I hear a flashy noise behind the door.

"Wrong house, Mr. Sophia"

"No, I'm fine. I am. He's the only one who's wrong."

"Then you're convinced."

When I open it again, what I see in my eyes is the sight of Leona in tears sitting on the girl.

"It's terrible! Corner, I tried to greet you warmly!

Pussy! I was so angry at Leona for the sound effect that suited me well.

From behind it came a few familiar faces.

"That's why I said I should stop. Mr. Director, don't pull."

"That's right. Besides, the director came here to enjoy adult time with me."

"Oh, Eri! That's what we've been doing since the New Year. So, no!

"Huh? I just thought, let's have a drink between adults, shall we?

"Huh!?

"Ellie, Riina, don't bully me too much."

Mr. Yurier, Mr. Eli, Mr. Riina, and behind them were members of the barracks station.

The house, which I thought was devoid of any weird philosophy, seemed to be a banquet hall disguised around.

"Uh, Mr. Sophia. I'm confused and I don't know what's going on."

"Don't you get it when you get here?

I'm afraid that's a bit of a difficult question for me at the edge of the mess. Well, normally, it would be a New Year's Eve party or something, but...

"This is, naturally, an annual meeting."

... Yes?

"That's why everyone! The director is late, the director is late, and the year is up, but we're starting our annual meeting now! Have you got any booze?

"" "Yikes!

"Akira made me stand by for two hours in front of the booze because of you! I'll drink enough to take a bath, guys! Because today is my luxury! The store is private!

"" "Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The banquet was started by the hosts of Mr. Yurier and Leona, who formed the bi-perfection of the tense momentum.

"All right, let's go! Cheers (Projit)!

"" "" "Cheers (Progetto)!

And I finally got to drink without swallowing the situation and tension.

"That's right, Mr. Director! Why did you slap the glass on the floor now!?

"Huh? If you say cheers, you'd usually slap a glass on the floor, wouldn't you?

"It's a custom I've never heard of..."

Beginning with a toast, when I see the sight of dishes lined up with the same supplies I have struggled to gather to death, I remember my job.

Yeah, I'm gonna figure out what to do with that thing.

But everyone eats lavishly without worrying about it. I don't hesitate because it's someone else's money.

I'm watching everyone at such a barracks, sipping a little booze at the end alongside Mr. Sophia.

"Dear Akira,"

"What is it, Mr. Sophia?"

Mr Sophia, who should be resistant to alcohol, said as he turned red in his face.

"... again this year, thank you"

"Yeah, this way."

Am I blushing too?

Sometimes, these annual parties aren't bad.

---

The next day.

"Oh, my head..."

"Ugh..."

"What was I doing yesterday...?

Members of the barracks station, with the exception of some, smashed the balls.

"Dear Akira, let the unusable go and do their job"

"Yes, let's do that"

After all, the New Year should perish.