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

I, Sophia Wolfe, am Deputy Secretary and Secretary to Dear Akitsu Akira, Director of the Demon King's Army Station Bureau.

Master Akira is a human being.

I am a summoned person from another world.

He is a demon king army executive who feels seemingly incompetent, who can only do clerical work. You're a little weird, and your eyes on a little nasty, young girl are three steps ahead of that for criminals.

But Master Akira is exactly the savior.

Many were helped by him, headed by His Majesty the Demon King Hell Arche. Most of them were indirectly helped, so I'm sure Akira would deny it.

But without him, many would have lost their lives.

Me too, one of them.

I was the one who lost my family and my homeland to the attacks of the human army and had a strong hatred for humanity, but that feeling is fading now.

Thanks to Master Akira.

And after the extra bend, I went to, uh, personal friendship with Dear Akira... yeah, well, if you're going to be accurate with the expression...

Lover,.

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October 10. Demon King's Army Station Bureau.

Doing your usual work as usual is the routine of the barracks station. routine, they say, but just repeat that.

Only, it's not easy to say.

We are also "officers" in military terms, so thinking is also part of our job. Leave the work you can do without thinking to your men and think about what you have to think about.

And you have to do something to help with that thought.

"That's why we're going on a front-line inspection. In the meantime, thank you, Sophia."

"Yes, leave it to me"

On this day, Master Akira will go to the front line for an inspection.

The Demon King's Army has undergone a great deal of change in the last few years. However, only significant changes have exposed institutional disruptions and deficiencies across the front lines.

It's actually quick to see what kind of confusion or failure there was to figure it out. That's what Akira thinks. She conducts inspections and takes action.

Usually two or more of us go out. Sometimes I followed. In this case, Eli and I are male bureaucrats of the sheep clan, her men.

The period is a week and a little longer.

When I say frontline, it's not frontline, and I'm not too worried because it's an inspection of a point where the front is stable. I think you have a better chance of suddenly exploding and dying of a demonic statue made by Master Calzette than you have of dying in enemy attacks.

So all I have to do is focus on my duties without worrying about anything.

"Welcome aboard, Master Akira. On the road, be careful."

"Yeah. I'm coming"

... and I thought.

October 11th.

I have no problems with my daily duties.

There are no abnormalities to report to Dear Akira, because the officers are more skilled enough to solve some problems and self.

Besides, Master Akira has also recently taken a day off with Kitin, so it is often not there for two days a day. There's nothing wrong with that.

And then there's really nothing wrong with Master Akira if she does her job right over there.

Oct. 12

Meetings with executives such as Dear Liina, Yurier, etc. Report on the progress of work and any problems that have occurred in various locations. It is the policy of the station to share information with some frequency and honesty.

The thing called meetings tends to be longer, but Master Akira seems to believe in "wasted conference reduction" more on a daily basis.

Anyway, it's one of those resources that's limited in time. First he said he wants to practice at the barracks station and recruit even the entire Demon King Army if it works while improving.

With that said, in the world where Master Akira was, he said he had "held meetings at nine o'clock at night to reduce the number of meetings". Well, I think that's just a joke.

October 13th.

It's rare that there hasn't been an Akira for exactly three days.

Therefore, Akira's paperwork to be decided will accumulate and Akira's desk will begin to be rough. Well, it's dirty from the beginning.

Anything that can be judged by me will be signed under my responsibility. When Master Akira returns, there will be no problem if she signs an ex-post consent.

It's just, you're not feeling great. It's a little painful around the chest.

But I'm closed tomorrow, so you'll be fine if you get some rest.

October 15th.

Apart from the recess, the fifth day of Dear Akira's absence.

My health ended up healing, but worse. It is also attacked by unexplained tiredness. But it's not so much that I can't work, so I work as usual. Although the efficiency of the work has been reduced.

You don't even call it trouble only then, do you?

Leona Kalzette, chief engineer of the IGAD, came to the station.

She lets the door be destroyed as usual - there is no way, so we used the period of Lady Akira's absence to change the Door of the Army Station from a common wooden door to a demon-resistant metal door.

It's a little heavier, but it's better than being broken.

"Hey, I'm not opening the door!

"Twist the door knob and it will open."

When I say that, how dare that Master Calzette open the door normally!

You'll be free from the worry of replacing doors already. Master Akira will be delighted.

"What, that? Where's Akira?

"Akira has been flying to the Sebuai region on an inspection for a few days now."

"Yep... it's not funny"

"What are you talking about..."

Master Kalzette says with his mouth pointy. Totally, this guy...

This should still be over three times older than me, but somehow you don't feel that way, do you? Why not?... Needless to say.

Mr. Calzette's errand, by the way, was something that I could not judge. Lady Akira will return the day after tomorrow, so shall we ask at that time?

"But, Sophia, are you bored without Akira?

"... I don't deny it"

"Right? And look, I can't see my beloved Akira, and you miss Sophia, right?

"............ what?

What is this person really saying? And while I nibble......

"No, no, because I know you don't have to be mad at me like that"

"I think it's probably a mistake"

"That's not true. I don't know how Akira's doing right now, do you?

"I'm not sure you're working properly."

Not to say there's another one, I'm curious if you and Master Riedel have done anything weird. Your Majesty also said that you are vulnerable to the likes of Riedel and Miina.

I hadn't contacted you because I thought it might be annoying, but was it still a regular contact from here?

Oh, my chest is hurting again. I see. Is the cause like Akira?

"Nfu."

"What is that laugh..."

"It's nothing. I suppressed her breasts, and she said she was cute."

"... Dear Calzette? Even I get angry, don't I?

"Ha. Sorry, sorry."

You know, I don't do anything like a kid that gets lonely and chest painful. How much is that, because we're friends like that? It's not that year.

October 16th.

Dear Akira, on the sixth day of absence.

I'm on duty today, working from this afternoon until the next morning. Rest after that.

Many bureaucrats go home, but this is the military, so there is an unexpected situation. So you can't be alarmed that it's night. Because there are few bureaucrats, and if something happens, it will be a big deal.

On the way, Master Akira contacted me.

"What do you say, Mr. Sophia?

"No problem. It's generally normal driving. And you?"

'There were some problems. I'll be back around noon tomorrow, so I'll report back to you then. - Hey, if you say so, Mr. Sophia, you're off tomorrow.'

"Yes, but I'll leave if I have to..."

'You always say holidays are rest, don't you, Sophia? Rest.'

"I'm in awe. Oh, that doesn't mean Master Akira hasn't been working for a week, does it? We took a proper break during the inspection, didn't we?

…………

This guy at all...... I get it. Let's force Master Akira to rest tomorrow. Fortunately, there will be both Yurier and Riina tomorrow.

I've had a lot to talk about since then, but Master Akira seems to be busy and unfortunately couldn't talk much.

"Good luck on duty, then, Mr. Sophia"

"Yes, and Master Akira."

That's what I said, I finished communicating.

No problem because we did less work on this day than usual.

The best thing would be that there was no sudden incident without an attack by the human army. Daily routines will be over in the evening and you will be free as soon as possible.

But I'm not a pay thief. Just do a job you can't normally do when you're free.

That's why I'll organize Akira's desk.

You won't like it if your desk is dirty tomorrow when Master Akira returns. Because I want you to feel comfortable working.

Documents to be settled promptly accessible by Master Akira on top and those that are not. Sort commonly used and unwanted materials so that you can stay in the box and dispose of them whenever you need them.

Replenishment of consumables, confirmation of coffee beans and tea leaves. I haven't used it in a week. Let's also wash some cups.

"... Now that's good. The rest is not particularly...... is it?

Looking at the clock, it's only 11: 30 at night. I still have more time.

I have almost finished my job as a duty, and all I have to do is prepare for an outburst, so I have nothing to do. If you are Dear Akira, you may work overtime in the name of duty...... I hate to imitate that.

First of all, I don't have a job.

That's when something fuzzy caught my eye.

Doors in the barracks station. Doors for those who are not doors to the entrance or reception room. I mean, this is Master Akira's room. Master Akira's house is next to a workplace called the Barracks Bureau.

"... the office desk was so dirty, wouldn't it be dirty in the room too"

It sounded like an excuse to be on duty, myself, and others.

No, it can't be like Akira to feel that sick.

You should just keep it a little clean for Dear Akira, who is tired of a week of inspections. You should be more tired of that.

Yeah, that's better. Let me clean you up.

This was the first time I had entered a man's private room and I was a little nervous, but I never opened the door to my will.

"... surprisingly beautiful"

Excuse me if I say this, but I thought a man was something I wouldn't clean.

But I'm in. I have to take responsibility for it.

Clean it properly.

It was pretty full of dust, so my nose swells. Shall we also ventilate?

When I opened the window thinking so, the cold air of October's Devil's Capital poured in at once.

"- Khushu"

The dust and cold in the room combined to make me sneeze. The werewolf nose is sensitive, so you have trouble with this. For now, weave something and don't warm your body. - What?

So I stayed in the thing with the gaze.

This is the long-sleeved garment worn by Akira, hung on the wall. I think it wasn't a military uniform, it was the "sutsu" or "watsu" that Akira wore when she was summoned.

…………

And what I thought, I took it and accidentally checked left and right.

There can't be anyone else in Akira's room.

Yeah.

Excuse me.

... It smelled a little like Akira. The werewolves have a sense of wolf-client smell, so I knew right away. Remember the smell of Akira...

What am I doing!

No, this is no good. Isn't this like Akira then? It's perverse to smell just because you're such a personal associate!

…………

... but it smelled like I haven't smelled it in the past week, so I kinda miss it. Not what Master Calzette said, but you must have missed him.

……

............... nobody, nobody's seen it. The rest of us on duty haven't found out, and the door's closed.

Hey, if you're a little bit, you don't have a problem, do you?

---

"Please take the time to deliver, thank you, Director"

"No, I'm not letting a woman walk alone on the night lane."

I sent Mr. Eli near the house and broke up. "Would you like to stay at last?" She also said, "but refused because she was sorry to Mr. Sophia.

Even so, you're back over 10 hours early.

I suppose if it were meant to be, I should come home after coming to rest over there, but I decided to return to the Devil's Capital even in the middle of the night because Eli was wandering around in the position saying, "Bed... soft futon..."

Well, thanks to you, I can also meet Mr. Sophia. Anyway, my house is next to the barracks station.

But it's time I want a house. Next to the barracks station is the original feeling of a temporary sleeping room, so the public bathroom must be used because it cannot be locked and there is no bath. We don't have a kitchen, and we can't have authentic cooking in the hot water room, so we have to eat expensive meals in the cafeteria.

Besides... Look, there's a lot of problems with calling women next to the workplace.

But I guess it's expensive to rent or something when it's the Devil's Capital. The current room is not bad and troublesome considering it is a 0 minute walk away.

While I was thinking about that, I arrived at the Demon King Castle Barrack Station Station.

I wonder if there were three of us on duty today, including Mr. Sophia. It's been a long time since I've seen Sophia...... but let's not have a conversation because it could get in the way of my work.

... is that it? The door's changing? And made of metal? I wonder if it might be anti-Leona. Apparently, Mr. Sophia has distracted me. Thank you.

When I opened that metal door, the smell of nostalgic paper and ink hit me.

Yeah, that's a lot better than the smell of dirt and metal.

"I'm back now"

"Ah, Director Akitsu. Good luck. You were quick."

The first person to reply was on duty who was near the door. Hear his voice and reply to the other duty as well. It just ended there. I haven't heard back from anyone who's supposed to have another.

"Because it ended unexpectedly early.... By the way, what about Mr. Sophia?

"What? Um, I was just there..."

Yeah? Maybe I went to pick flowers. Well, then there's no choice.

"Then tell me that I'm back when Mr. Sophia returns. I'm going to bed now."

"Okay. Good night."

"Mm-hmm. Good night. Don't push yourself too hard either."

I said, I put my work tools on my desk, and then I tried to go back to my room.

But I noticed the discomfort at my desk.

Something is strangely stubborn. Seeing it, the documents and materials to be adjudicated, etc. were organized with Kitin.

... Apparently, some attentive deputy did it for me.

I opened the door to my room, saying thank you in my heart.

"-Buh-uh-uh-uh."

And I froze in too cold.

Apparently I left the window open. I hurried to close the window. But thanks to it, the air is ventilated. All you have to do is put the cold in a futon.

That's what I thought. I tried to sit back in bed.

but I had a client.

And for a few seconds, my heart and breathing stopped.

"... sooo... sooo..."

Mr. Sophia is round on the bed wearing my white shirt.

What do you mean? How did this happen......

…………

I crouch in front of the bed and see her sleeping face.

In a nutshell, pretty.

His shirt is in the world, but it reminds me of it. Sophia, wearing a Bukabuka white shirt, is sleeping happily somehow.

"Nyu... Samu..."

That's what I said, so I hung a futon for you. But that was a bad idea, Mr. Sophia opened her eyes.

She looks at my face, rubbing her eyes with the sleeves of a white shirt.

"Oh, that, Dear Akira...?

"Good morning. Even so, it's midnight."

"Ah, yes. Good morning..."

Yeah, you're sleeping. My eyes are trodden, and Lu's discipline hasn't turned subtly.

But Sophia, who is always calm and wise, seems to have noticed the abnormality of the situation in which she is placed when she gradually flies drowsiness. Her face began to stain bright red.

"Ya, ah, uh... oh, my God...!

"Well, that's also the dialogue over here, because it ended a little early? What better way to dress than that?"

I don't think the reason she walked into the room is probably the same as the desk. But I didn't know why I was wearing a shirt, so I asked frankly.

but Mr. Sophia wasn't looking like he was about to answer.

"Ha... Mi, don't look..."

With a small scream, Mr. Sophia dived into the futon with momentum and hid. I had too much momentum and now my lower body is exposed feathers though. Her tail was probably spinning.

I wanted to hang out for a while because it's a little funny, but I said, "I won't ask for details," because my drowsiness was coming to the limit on the boulder, too, and I left the room and waited for her to be ready.

After more than thirty minutes, Mr. Sophia came out in all sorts of military uniforms, but at that time, he blushed at the boulder and stuck in his seat, saying something nice to you, without looking at me at all.

While enjoying the sight, I lay down in the bed where Mr. Sophia slept until earlier.

Did you still have Mr. Sophia's temperature, the bed was a little warm and smelled a little good.

Yeah, let's not move. A white shirt is a pyjama for a while.