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

"Thank you for your help, Demon King. It can be wholesaled for less than the official price, so, ah, be sure to take our Jurute workshop..."

"Say what! Jurute Workshop products have a reputation for poor quality! Isn't that because it's crude to sell at that price! Mr. Akitsu, you can't believe what such a bad workshop says! This is Thomas Aronica, a trusted man."

"Hey! Whatever you say, man, what's 'Trusted Thomas Aronica'! You had an affair and Kami ran away from you!

"Um..."

"That doesn't matter! You're the only one who makes a masterful mess. You're like a craftsman!

"Mm-hmm. Gorga! Say it again!

"Yeah, I'm gonna say it again, you rat bastard with no back length or skill enough!

"Ha!? You, I won't forgive you anymore, you bastard!

"Um, fights are already around..."

"" It doesn't matter to humans. Pull in!

"It matters."

Well, good morning, everyone. It's me. It's Akira.

This time, I asked Mr. Giulutte, the head of the workshop at this Giulutte workshop, and Thomas, president of the Thomas Aronica Chamber of Commerce and also of the Mouse Nation, to come.

And as you can see, it's on fire.

Glad to see you in the reception room. I wouldn't have stopped a fight like this if they had done it in the barracks office.

"So I told you not to call them both at the same time..."

"I'm sorry. I should have listened to Mr. Riina."

Depending on the matter, we are talking about example contraceptives.

Contraceptives, naturally, are made by specialist suppliers. In Japan, it's Okaoto.

There are two of its vendors in the Devil's Capital, and that is the Jurute Workshop and the Thomas Aronica Chamber of Commerce.

Their conversation - as I've heard all the fights, the Jurute workshop is low-quality and low-cost, and the opposing Thomas Aronica Chamber of Commerce produces high-quality, high-cost contraceptives.

The Demon King's Army had previously purchased products from both companies if necessary, but I decided to make it an exclusive order because I wondered if that would be a bad idea.

Doing so reduces the burden on the producer and lowers the unit price per unit, and this request is easy to pass.

Well, to tell you, this is like a trial, too.

"But for what it's called 'high quality', the design at your place is soggy! Oh, my God, I'm here! I hear you got a lot of money for your fucking design! Our guild cooks a lot of booze!

"Ha! If you're gonna say that, so are we. I often place bets on how many days the Jurute Chamber of Commerce product will break. Thank you for warming my nostrils."

"Ah?"

"What, Gora?

And as you can see, they're famous in that industry for being very unfriendly.

Mr. Riina knew that, too.

She says it's with a story so famous that perhaps Eli and Yurier also know it. I'm the only one who doesn't know.

"How did this happen?

Talk to Mr. Riina in a low voice so they don't hear you.

"Uh, sure..., but they didn't originally fit, but hey, for some reason I like the same woman, the same product - well, hi, about contraceptives, what is it - I started producing them at about the same time, or every time I did something for some reason, face to face and blow a fight every time... because, you know, my sister Miina..."

"You're too close, these two"

There seems to be some strange cause and effect in the world.

The fight naturally developed to the point of doing kicking and scratching, etc.

20 minutes until an approximate settlement is reached.

Why didn't you stop?

Look, there's no way me and Riina could arbitrate a fight like we've never had anything heavier than a pen, and Riina said, "You should leave me alone..."

First of all, rat fights that were lower in height than me and Mr. Riina only looked like child fights from the side.

So, 20 minutes later.

"Okay, you're my winner today! That's why, Mr. Akitsu. My" Thomas Aronica Chamber of Commerce "will take care of contraceptives in the Demon King's Army with peace of mind and trustworthy quality, right? Apparently, the Jurute Workshop is getting out of hand."

"Fuck. Now it's time to forgive me......!

Where I was not involved, the order was decided on my own. What is this?

... but well, I can't even say yes here.

"But Mr. Thomas. Your Chamber of Commerce products exceed the official price by about 30%. You can't have a monopoly on that."

"Become!? That's a different story!

'Cause we didn't talk about "asking someone to win a fight" in the first place, did we?

"I will order it from the Jurute Workshop as it stands…"

"Ma, wait! Sure, our products are expensive, but it's a performance and equivalent exchange..."

"No, as it stands, the Jurute Workshop is better when viewed cost-effectively."

"Yes, they do! Thomas' son of a bitch pull in!

Mr. Jurute, May flies.

"Wow, okay. So how about a 20% increase in the official price!?"

"Ah, Mr. Jurute, it's the exact number of contraceptives ordered and the date of delivery..."

"Wait, wait, wait! Let's discuss it!"

We talked about it from the beginning.

Subsequently, peaceful discussions without violence and an unexpected backup shooting (field) from Mr. Giulute led to the procuring of Thomas Aronica Chamber of Commerce contraceptives at an official price and on a three-year lump sum contract.

At the end of the negotiations, Mr. Thomas, who was dripping, and Mr. Jurute, who had a Doya face, were there. I wonder if this is really a peaceful result to think of the two of us getting along.

"So, but, Shh, I think I'll get around to it soon. Better take action now..."

"Right"

Maybe the fierce battle between the two biggest contraceptive manufacturers in the Devil's City is still going on.