The next day, the Barracks Bureau.

In front of him stands Mr. Clemens, an auditor who does not even try to hide his dissatisfied face.

"... Mr. Clemens, can you help me?

"Don't you have something to say before then?

Whatever job you want me to help you with, I'm talking about ghosts appearing in the example design bureau. The design bureau asked me to remove the spirit, or the ghost Buddha, and I'm gathering information to prepare for it.

And we need Mr. Clemens' help with that.

"I didn't know the station bureau was a department that did such a psychic thing. The world is full of wonders."

"Yep. I didn't know that either."

"So you don't even know about this, do you?

Mr. Clemens said so in advance, lowering the pitch by a step.

"I, I hate you"

"... you didn't like me, did you?

Well, she's got a bad attitude, but I want you to forgive me. That's like work.

"Cohon. Well, more than that."

"'Better than that'?

"... aside from that, this ghost problem isn't one we'll be dating for that long, so I was wondering if you'd be happy to get your hands on it between jobs"

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"Yeah. Appropriate."

The guardian spirit of the design bureau's women's toilet was wearing gendarmerie clothes.

And Mr. Clemens is in the gendarmerie. It means you'll get more subtle information than just leave it to the Dementor Mamiya station there.

The cake is a cake shop. Or snake paths are snakes.

"Who is the snake, who is"

"... were bats better?

"You can hit me, right?

I don't want to be beaten up, so I move on.

In short, I want to know who that ghost is. That's the prerequisite in de-spiritualization.

".................. ha. Any subtle information on the building at the Massachusetts Design Authority?

"Oh, will you do it?

"This is before breakfast. When this is over, you're gonna work seriously, aren't you?

"I'll take that seriously."

I'll do enough to capture two or three spies that spread over the demon kingdom.

The Misaka Design Authority building is not a newly built building for the Design Authority.

A suitable property in the Devil's Town, where we searched for a building close to the Devil's Town and cheap, we reached the current Misaka Design Bureau.

Although a major refurbishment originally took place like a branch of some chamber of commerce, the branch moved to another building two years before the establishment of the Misaka Design Authority. Rumor has it that the reason for the move was because there was a ghost - or something.

And what happened before the Chamber of Commerce, unfortunately, is unknown.

"Find out what it is, and find out who that ghost is. So?

"That's the thing. Hear more about the ghost's appearance traits there because Mr. Sophia knows about them. Whatever, Mr. Clemens will go to the site and confirm, but that's fine. Keep your appointments here -"

"I forbid it. You don't have to do that."

... That was kind of weird to eat. Could...?

"Maybe Mr. Clemens doesn't like ghosts?

"What? There's no such thing as ghosts in this world."

Oh, this is a reaction from someone who doesn't like ghosts. Definitely. I'm not sure vampires suck at ghosts.

All in all, let's not pry any further because it only lowers Mr. Clemens' motibe and parental density. More than that, it's what you expect from her accomplishments.

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A week later.

Based on the results of Mr. Clemens' investigation, I made the necessary preparations.

And me and Mr. Sophia took him to the design office.

"... I didn't expect you to call me in this way"

"Excuse me. I fit in with some weird errands."

He is Gaul Daurosh, an elf belonging to the Demon King SS.

"Fine. I always take care of the station... and if I can meet him in a while, it's cheap."

"Thank you"

There will be a lot of stories.

Because it was an important moment for Mr. Daurosh, and for him.

When I arrived in front of the design office, Mr. Yayoi greeted me in front of the front door.

"Ah... I've been waiting"

"Sorry I'm late"

"Mm-hmm. Poppy.... So, this guy...?

"Yes, example person"

Introduce yourself because you are just really knowledgeable, although you are friends with Mr. Daurosh and Mr. Yayoi. I don't have a nasty cousin in my eyes to look at Mr. Daurosh's yayoi. He is just a gentleman.

"There's something wrong with Master Akira's focus, as always"

"What did you say, Mr. Sophia?

"Nothing."

Once inside the design bureau, there's no one there. This is because I asked Mr. Yayoi to pay in advance. Mr. Yayoi, who was guarding his absence, and Leona were also made to stay with him because of various problems with one young girl.

"Do it, Akira. Is that what you call a psychic?

"I wonder if that's going to happen. Shall we wait until the details are complete? Up there, is he still there?

"I'm here. I've got chairs, sweets and tea for you, but you'll feel serious around you!

That's a ghost......

Rendezvous and climb the stairs.

There's five of us, including me, so if you go a little further down the slightly narrow hallway, I followed you in front of the girls' toilet at your destination.

In front of the toilet, an unnaturally prepared round table and chair. There is hot green tea on the desk and potato lamb prepared by Mr. Yayoi. Leona's right, it's untouched.

And I'm curious about Mr. Douroche's reaction -,

"... can't you see? Well, I'm not inspired, naturally."

Like me, they don't see it. But it wasn't just invisible.

"But I could tell by the feeling that he was there. Here too, I feel the interior is changing but nostalgic"

"... you mean the property you say"

"Well, I don't know if I can say it. So, did the other side show any reaction?

Mr. Daurosh looks back to ask the women. I followed it and looked back, and Sophia and the others each looked surprised.

"... what's wrong?

"Uh... something happened, or... the..."

Mr. Sophia is all over the place, and Mr. Yayoi is also patting his eyes. The only person who seemed to be able to talk about the situation was Leona, who couldn't read the air.

"Uh...... Yeah, it's kind of hard to say, Gaul."

When I said it, she pointed and continued.

"Now in front of Gaul, that person is standing, isn't he? When we got here, we came running over."

"" Eh. ""

I look forward in a hurry.

But there's no one there, naturally. I don't see anything. But Leona says, he's standing right in front of you. My spine got a little cold and I pulled half a step.

But Mr. Daurosh won't back down.

"... I see. Then just fine."

That said, he prepares in advance from the nostalgia, retrieving a single document. And Mr. Daurosh screams, sounds like SS, with a military voice.

The tingling air flowed.

"The following order is hereby communicated to Ensign Lacantha Buldred Gendarmerie:

(i) relieve Ensign Bulldred of all duties conferred on him by the Gendarmerie Headquarters.

(ii) The same procedure is applied to Ensign Brudred Gendarmerie, as well as to all parties involved.

(iii) Ensign Bulldred Gendarmerie should immediately go to the best place you believe your officer should be.

- Gaul Daurosh, Acting Director of Internal Intelligence, Gendarmerie Headquarters, Devil's Capital

That's it, end of transmission.

It was a formal order.

It was also for Ensign Bulldred Gendarmerie that Mr. Daurosh, who was supposed to be a SS, was given the function of Acting Director of Internal Oversight at the Gendarmerie Headquarters.

After a brief silence, it was Mr Sophia who showed the first reaction.

- I'll report to you.

Suddenly, I was surprised because I cut it out like that. I wondered if his soul had taken over. But Leona and Mr. Yayoi's gaze is still in the space in front of Mr. Daurosh.

"Ten days ago, it was confirmed that the subject was trading illegally indoors in Building 5, Room 5201. We will now proceed to conduct further investigations to seize evidence and seize it. - And he says,"

To Mr. Sophia's interpreter, Mr. Daurosh smiles as if satisfied and speaks to Mr. Bulldred, who would be in front of him.

"... well. Long-term mandate. Thank you. And then you can stretch your wings slowly."

Another temporary silence. I don't know because I don't see anything.

But shortly afterwards, Mr. Yayoi raised his voice. with a voice containing a little tears.

When asked about the circumstances, he answered with patience for tears.

"... I'm sorry for the inconvenience. Stroke your head... keep it up..."

And in the end, Mr. Yayoi couldn't stop crying.

Thus ended the odd cohabitation of Mr. Yayoi and Ensign Bulldred Gendarmerie.

Then a few more days later.

With all the matters resolved, Mr. Daurosh came to report back to me.

Ms Daurosh said Ensign Bulldred Gendarmerie was his former subordinate.

"I was originally from the gendarmerie. He was Bulldred's boss, but a few years after his death, His Majesty pulled him out and he joined the SS."

"... Was it? So, what was Ensign Bulldred doing? Is that what this is about, after all?

"Oh, we know someone inside the gendarmerie is embezzling supplies. I've been investigating this with several people, including me and Bulldred. So the crime scene was a building near the Misaka Design Bureau. It was a restaurant at the time."

"I see..."

But Ensign Bulldred Gendarmerie was murdered by a handful of killers who realized there was a Gendarmerie investigation in it.

Shortly thereafter, an order was issued from the upper ranks of the gendarmerie to suspend the investigation, and the incident disappeared into the darkness -,

"I thought so, but I didn't think the upper management would chew one wrongfully, and the pop man would accuse me of that wrongdoing, and the neck and torso would say eternal goodbye by His Majesty's hand."

"Was that fucking vampire in the gendarmerie behind this?!

Damn it, was it Nahat? He's a hell of a guy. I never thought you'd do that.

"But, well, there's no way Bulldred would have known that, and even if Nahat had chewed on it, his coworker's wrongdoing would not have been revealed. The suspect died of illness ten years ago."

I don't even know if it's really morbid or dead now, but Mr. Daurosh continues.

"Hmm? So, what's that report? Sophia interpreted," There was a fraudulent transaction ten days ago. "

"Oh, that. Easy story."

I said, Mr. Daurosh retrieved the material.

Gendarmerie investigative material, with Mr. Clemens' name also on the edge.

"The subject we were looking at had kids, so, well, kids who look like parents or something, they act like they do. That's what Bulldred saw," The Illegal Trade Ten Days Ago. "

"... that maybe I haven't had this report in days"

"You were controlling information to get the target son. I'm relieved to finally be able to talk."

Oh, boy.

Even after his death, he remained faithful to his orders and was on watch all year round from the restaurant window, Ensign Bulldred Gendarmerie. Whether it became a Chamber of Commerce building or a Design Bureau building, it continued to be monitored, and whatever the coincidence or cause, that his son and I made a fraudulent deal without even knowing that there was surveillance of Ensign Bulldred Gendarmerie.

It should be noted that Ensign Bulldred Gendarmerie, who contributed to the Demon King's Army, is truly in the hands of the Gendarmerie.

A week later.

In front of Mr. Bulldred's grave, a certain ceremony was held in which His Majesty the Demon King was also present.

He had been promoted to "Gendarmerie Lieutenant" at the time of the assassination, but to "Gendarmerie Major" because of his significant accomplishments in relation to the fraudulent trade case brought by the subject son. In addition, His Majesty the Demon King awarded the First Class CrossSword Medal directly.

And the name of Major Lacantha Burdred Gendarmerie, who continued his mission even when he died and defended the honor of the Gendarmerie, will be forever told.