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

This inspection has two significance.

I. Inspection of areas with multiple silver flies.

II. Training of Mr Clemens.

I don't wish I could have a date at last. I didn't say no. Wouldn't Mr. Sophia allow it herself even if she could?

Well, I have a mild expectation that it might be possible, so as a precaution, Mr. Clemens, I decided to let Wakaiya-kun do a second field training.

"I'm going to stop all the robbers from coming! Mr. Sophia, Mr. Clemens, and finally, Director, look at that!

Well, I regret it early on.

Wakaiya-kun, a conscious system officer who had a reputation for seriously getting into work and stumbling magnificently (and is now better), is still showing off his empty genius today.

"So you should..."

"Don't tell me. Aren't the three of us better than that?"

"... so is that"

Mr. Sophia is quick and helpful.

"First, I will take command and sweep away the enemy's Azitos by selecting people who are familiar with policing from among the military under my jurisdiction! If you do, the robbers will be destroyed in an instant!

This guy is slow to talk.

"No, Mr. Wakaiya, if you're going to do that, you just have to select from among the residents familiar with the local geography, form a vigilante or even a militia organization, and join the gendarmerie on a sweep mission."

Don't even ride Mr. Clemens. Besides, I'm extra pissed that it's a little accurate instruction.

"I was thinking about that too!

"Really? Then why don't you suggest it to the Director?

"Okay! Okay, let's get this plan over with."

"Wait for the two of them."

There's been a lot of clapping going on in the unknown. Could this combination really be compatible?

"What is it, Chief? I think it's a good idea."

"That's right. That's right. That's right! It wasn't, Director Akirasama!

"I do think it's a good idea, but that would only be the job of the gendarmerie. Because our job lies in crime prevention and deterrence. Wakaiya-kun, you better watch your neck when you get home."

Humans, there are limits to the strength of the toad.

"But, Commissioner, crime prevention is also important, but we know that this place needs thoughtful surgical treatment. We shouldn't be doing everything in our power to work with the gendarmerie to get a grid on criminal groups."

"I'll leave the cake to the cake shop and the criminal investigation to the expert gendarmerie. Even if we do that, we'll just pull our legs."

It's not a deductive comic book, and the body I bet on Jicha's name is a kid's suspicious leaf. A Belgian named detective, there's no curtain for the ordinary people who were there.

It's just that when the gendarmerie has had too many pitiful results, it could be our turn.

Besides, in the sense of organizing a vigilante as part of crime prevention and deterrence, is it all right to overthrow Mr. Clemens' proposal?

"So Master Akira. How do you do it? I think it's a little inefficient for the four of us to go around town."

I was just talking a lot, Mr. Sophia said that with a slight pointy mouth.

Behind that word is a leak of "I want to get away from these depressing two" emotions. It seems like a former gendarmerie Mr. Clemens could do with it if it's that obvious, but she doesn't seem to care.

But what brings you so far, you didn't think about how to push Mr. Clemens against Wakaiya-kun.

Mr. Clemens' original role is my surveillance, and I didn't expect him to leave so easily...

Can you use the story just now?

"Let's do this, then. Me, Sophia, and Clemens and Wakaiya-kun. Shall we split up and find out if the proposed measures earlier are effective?"

"... Director of Akitsu Bureau, my task is to monitor"

"I didn't come here to exercise my powers just to inspect. And I need to hear your opinion on what you're going to do eventually. If you want to stop my rampage, I think we should split up here and finish up a splendid countermeasure proposal, right?

I think you're saying something appropriate while I'm at it.

My proposed measures have already begun, and all we have to do is fine-tune each area. If the Kremens proposal is a great one there, that's just to be adopted together.

I just don't know that, Mr. Clemens said after a while of worrying, "Okay. That's okay," he replied.

As planned.

"Let's go, Mr. Wakaiya. Let's start with District Two."

"Okay! I'm going to make Commissioner Akirasama say" A, "Mr. Clemens!

Yes, yes, I'm not trying.

The poisons may be really compatible with each other.

It may be dangerous not to mix, but it seems to be turning around so far.

I'll take care of that one.

"So, Mr. Sophia, let's just say we do our job."

"Yes, from a suburban convoy base."

Since I said that, Mr. Sophia has held this hand subtly. Yeah, cute.

I knew Mr. Sophia was right to bring him in.

I'm driven by the urge to leave work like this and go somewhere else, but even if I do that, they just hate me, so let's seriously decide to do the job.

I wish there was a ride carriage or something because the suburban transport base is a little far away, but since it's in a despicable place, I can't even hope for it.

Well, it's good to walk the city with your hands together.

I can't believe I thought of that.

Apparently, God and I in this world are prone to be jealous of something called happiness.

"... oh? Hey, there, man!

"Yes?"

Suddenly he was called from behind, and looking back, there was the old master of the dogs clan.

I just said 60 to 70 for human conversion, a stubborn grandfather who seems a little harsh, someone who feels like.

I only have a slightly unpleasant feeling that such a guy stopped me.

"Maybe you..." Akitsu Akira "?

"Oh, yeah?

I've started, do you even know my name in such a despicable town?

Well, he's the only one in the Demon King's Army, and he's got feet everywhere, so there's no choice.

"Right, well, no, I didn't notice because it smells different than usual! Did you stop smoking that smelly cigarette you always smoke? Oh, yeah. Grandma's going to town hall right now, so we won't be seeing each other for a while."

"... Yes?

Um, it's your first meeting, isn't it?

I've never been here before, and I don't smoke. And who's your grandmother?

"... Dear Akira, do you know each other?

Mr. Sophia asks me slightly less, holding hands.

At this distance, they probably hear you too. The evidence was answered first by the grandfather in front of me.

"No, it's the first time I've seen you face to face, so maybe I don't know. I'm the owner of the grocery store Paprika, and I'm with my grandmother. Even so, it's quite different from the impression..."

"Ha ha..."

Shit, I don't know sappy. What's a paprika? Vegetables?

Talking any more will probably only be a barren conversation. Never mind.

"Cohon. Excuse me, but I'm a little busy right now... Mr. Sophia, shall we go?"

"Uh, ah, yes"

I try to leave this place while leaving a little confusion and confusion.

We have a job and a date, so it's a sign of intent not to interrupt, but I can't mostly read the air about being an old man in any world.

"Sophia......? What happened to Colette?

The moment Grandpa said so, Mr. Sophia's leg stopped and the grip on the connected hand stepped up.

"... I'm sorry, can you let me know more?

Who did that say that to?

The gaze is directed at the old man, but the words are piercing this way. No, Mr. Sophia, I don't know about Colette.

"Hmm? No, Grandma said," People were beautiful when Mr. Akitsu's lover, Colette. You said something like "I'm friendly and envious"... I thought it was you... "

Ouch. Wait, my hand hurts. My bones are breaking.

"............... Oh, I'm sorry, miss, nothing right now. Make sure you didn't ask."

The old man, who is sensitive only to his ears when he realizes what my hands are saying, hastily says so, but it is already too late.

"... well, that, what. I hope you're young! Two strands in a row! Well, I have a meeting at the Chamber of Commerce, so excuse me."

"Oh, no, wait a minute, just throw the bomb in and get away with it!?"

Who did you end up with? And who's Colette? And do something about this situation!

Looking next door, there was a figure of Sophia with a nodding eye.

"No, it's not. Mr. Sophia, I don't know. Colette's such a person. I've never heard that before."

…………

I don't have a dime, I'm just going to turn it into a spring.

A few seconds later, Mr. Sophia, who moved his giggles and neck like a nearly broken brisket toy, smiled scaredly nicely,

"Dear Akira, let me talk to you when I'm done with my work."

I said.

Naturally, my eyes weren't laughing, and my grip was incredibly up.

Speaking of me, I was running away from reality wondering if Sophia, so angry, would be attractive with that.

Talk and you'll see. And I want to believe it. I'm as clean as a priest.