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

Screaming, heartless screaming.

But the cry reaches no one. Because,

"Why is no one here! This is a little unexpected!

Because all the duty personnel were absent without permission.

Bribery... I have the necessary expenses. My efforts have been completely wasted.

Well, good. If no one's here, that's convenient. Let's solemnly encourage business.

When has this been the first time I've done my affairs alone?

In modern Japan, everyday tea meals are rare, but almost none have happened since we arrived, except at dawn.

Even at that dawn, I always felt there was Mr. Sophia.

Mr. Sophia criticizing me for being overworked, but if I seriously calculated my working hours, she'd probably be longer.

Lately, I have had time to manage my labor, so I am gradually reducing it.

To Sophia like that, I appreciate it.

Without a doubt, it was Mr Sophia who supported us during the hardest of times.

So she can't be bothered.

… In front of you is the "Supply Plan in Operation Celiphos".

The proposal has already been made.

Due to the low number of planned mobilizations, it was completed as soon as possible.

After that, put my autograph on this and give it to Oliveira, the chief of operations, along with the supplies, and it'll all be over.

If you sign, the town of Celihos will fall. For the first time since I arrived, the Demon King Army raises the front line.

But at the same time, it abandons the many people in Celibas - no, it will kill them.

Indirectly, my hands are stained with blood. Even now.

I can't help but worry about it.

Nothing is wrong if you sign carelessly and send it out properly along with the other documents. No guilt, nothing, I can clean it up as normal business.

Yeah, there's nothing wrong with that.

Tell that to your heart and take a pen.

And I couldn't sign it.

From outside the barracks station, there's a bummer and someone running.

The hallway ran with momentum that seemed to ignore the word that it would not run,

"Dear Akira!

And because she, with momentum like a certain mud in a development bureau, opened the doors of the barracks bureau at once with a hinged scream.

"... Mr. Sophia? Hey, why?

Why? I'm not on duty today...... did you get my perfect rust residue?

Must be. Because Sophia is approaching with her face bright red.

"Oh, are you angry?

That's what I heard, but I'm angry.

There's no one who doesn't think so after seeing her blush and rush over slightly. I think.

"I'm mad at you!

The answer came back as expected.

But as she approached me, that fine expression became apparent.

Sophia was crying so sadly.

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I was crying.

I was crying as I ran.

I don't know why you're crying.

Maybe the emotional audience made you do that.

I just have something to say. I want to tell you something.

Because the intricate thread of emotion that had been entangled until earlier was broken by their hands.

I opened the door to the barracks station and called his name.

Master Akira stayed.

As I scream, I approach Master Akira.

Then he was confused and voiced confusion. If you wondered why, the answer was immediately clear.

"Are you crying?

Oh, is that what you mean?

Sure, I am, crying.

"Hey, I'm not crying!

But I denied it.

Physical observation As a matter of fact, I did cry.

But that's because it's sad, or because it wasn't born out of feelings that say so.

Because you were angry? No, you don't.

Because I missed you? More different.

But the tears seemed to overflow.

I tried desperately to indulge, but I was still going to destroy it.

Lady Akira stands up, takes the handkerchief out of her pocket and gives it to me.

While I feel sorry for you, I take it away and desperately wipe the menstrual phenomenon of misunderstanding.

And I screamed again.

"I am! I want to tell Akira something!

"What do you want to tell me? Is that about, you know, working overtime on your own...?

"No... no, it's not, but more than that!

I'm going to punish you for that later with a kick in, but now there's something more important than that.

It's the emotion that swirls in me.

One emotion among the countless threads broken when.

"More than that... more than that... to Master Akira, I have something to say. I need to tell you something. There's something I want to tell you about my... Akira!

I have a clogged throat, air leaking out of my lungs and I can't get the word out as I think.

"Dear Akira,"

Still, I'll tell him.

Not the words that I was prepared to say when Master Akira came home safely, words that are important to me, to us.

"Dear Akira. Please - please, don't be nice...!

"... Huh?

From him, there was a barbaric voice.

I don't know what you're talking about, that's what I heard.

But I can't explain it clearly.

Now you can only take words.

"Don't be nice. Don't take everything, your worries, your regrets, and don't try to solve it by yourself"

Don't be nice.

Don't be nice.

Don't be nice.

To that kindness, because it sweetens me.

"I know that Master Akira is troubled. I don't know what you're worried about, but I know as much as you are distressed. But Master Akira is sweet, so treat her gently and think about annoying everyone -"

So I may be, to that kindness, sweet.

I noticed.

I realized this emotion, why I was crying.

I regret it.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm crying.

I can't wait to regret Akira's inability and realize that Akira is making herself easier by having everything she suffers from.

I've told him many times.

He said not to do unsolicited overtime.

Of course, I'm worried about Akira's health.

But the circumstance behind it is that we say that if Master Akira falls, we will have more work to do.

Akira is bothering us while I say it won't bother us...... it would have been such a deliberate reason.

But not when Master Akira came back to the barracks station.

That's the first time I've seen Akira suffer.

I can't even imagine what happened.

But when I saw his face depressing, I couldn't figure it all out.

"Master Akira was kind - silently distressed not to bother me... and I did nothing. I didn't do anything. Because I'm so sweet about that word..."

And when I realized it, I was crying in Akira's chest.

I wet his clothes and cried miserably.

He cried, as if he were a child, when he stumbled into his sleeping sire's futon.

"I - I want to be a supporter of Master Akira. Not only in affairs, but also in the heart. I want to support everything Akira has."

Master Akira is abruptly unscrupulous.

But I don't mind. Because I want to support him.

I will - we will, all the officers of the barracks, support Master Akira.

"Stop being annoying or something - rely on me, on us. Say what I can and say what I can't do."

- Don't be nice.

When I ran out of that, heh, I felt soft.

Master Akira held my head and realized she was stroking it.

"... Mr. Sophia is doing well. You always hung out with my impotence. Even though I hate humans, they don't complain about me being rude and hang out with me and help me with my job. That's all I need."

"But... but I..."

And I remembered.

When I dived under His Majesty's desk and was crouching.

When I saw Master Akira heading to the front line, I had a bad feeling and told him, "I have something to say when I get back".

"Dear Akira..."

"What?

The second thing I wanted to tell you, I finally did.

"I like it. I like Akira."

The moment, Master Akira's hand stopped.

I can see from watching that you say that Master Akira doesn't seem to have that experience.

I know very well because I don't have any experience either.

But no, that's why I tell everything thoughtfully.

remorse for being sweet to his kindness.

The remorse I remembered when I saw his distressed face.

And I feel for Akira, this feeling of heartbeat increasing.

What tangled emotions mean.

"- I want to be useful to those I love. I want to support people I admire. Feeling that way, is that a bad thing?

That was the answer to the tangled thread.

Look up, I saw Akira's face.

Then Master Akira wiped my tears with her hands.

But he does that. His face is bright red, and I'm confused as to what it means. His face is so lovely, and a little crazy.

I laughed.

"Don't laugh..."

"I'm sorry. But this is who I really am."

"... is that right?"

I said, after embarrassing her head, Master Akira looked like she had made up her mind and said:

"Mr. Sophia."

"... Yes"

After a few seconds, he answered.

Lady Akira spoke to me about the words I had been waiting for.

"Well... it might be annoying... but I need to talk to you"