Kumo Desu ga, Nani ka?

Late at night.

With sleep invalidity skills, I don't need sleep.

But that doesn't mean you don't have to sleep, just that you don't have the negative effects that not getting sleep can have.

Fatigue accumulated while awake does not disappear.

Sleep is the best way to restore fatigue, and in the end I have to sleep somewhere trying to get sleep invalidity.

Theoretically, if you have sleep invalidity skills, you don't have to sleep for the rest of your life, but what you can do about it is be so stateful and able to ignore fatigue, and yet you can't do it unless you're some strange person.

Physical fatigue can be deluded by its high status, but mental fatigue cannot be helped.

A person who can ignore it and operate cannot be said to be the owner of a normal spirit.

"Like this me"

"I see. That word is convincing"

Late at night, in the office where there was usually no one but me, there was still a voice that stuck in my voice.

Floating beyond the slightest light illuminating the material at hand is a young man with a blue and white face.

He still looks young, but the atmosphere is old.

But then it doesn't look like he's actually old.

People who have evolved from demons and demons are sometimes not commensurate in appearance with their real age, but the youth in front of them will not be that high either.

Now, have a heavy presence as if you lived more than a hundred years.

I cannot help but be surprised at the thickness of the Devil's camp as to whether he was still hiding such a person.

The man's name is Merazophis.

He said he felt me working late at night without sleeping and came to see how things were going.

We treat each other as guests now, but we're supposed to be enemies.

Therefore, the places where the demons would sleep were arranged in such a way that they would be half quarantined, but it still seems that they should not have as much effect.

If you wander around like this in grandeur, it's ridiculous to be vigilant.

It's like there's no point in being vigilant.

If you are Ariel or White, it would be pointless no matter how vigilant this one is.

Those people have the power to just step over each of those alerts.

And perhaps even to the man in front of you.

I keep moving my hands without turning my gaze on the man.

Sign the paperwork, or write up the corrections.

Chat with Lord Melazophis as he does the work.

The conversation that started with the question of whether I didn't have to sleep at first was only changing direction towards the anomaly of the person using sleep invalidity skills.

That was the conversation earlier.

"Do I look unusual to your eyes?

"Yeah. At least, it can't be normal. I'm just a little intrigued by what drives you that far, but stop knowing that."

Lord Melazophis said so and turned his back.

That seems to be the end of the conversation.

It's really light.

Maybe it's a consideration to keep out of the way of my work, but I didn't even think the conversation would end so briefly.

"May I ask why you're not trying to know?

Is that why?

I was talking to my back trying to keep that away.

The demons, I can't even read through, are more inexperienced.

This man, too, I can't figure it out.

I guess that's where my psyche tried to find out a little bit about it or to postpone the conversation.

"Because I think the lady should know about you."

What returned was too much of an answer to understand about this man.

Oh, this guy again, he said, it's not normal.

"I see. Very well."

Unexpectedly, I wouldn't be able to help but squeal like that.

The man left the room graciously.

The work is sophisticated, like a squire that can be used by noble nobles.

Now he's a squire that can be used against someone he called a lady.

Open the desk drawer and pull some material out of it.

A detailed survey of the Kellen family.

Turn the bundle of materials and find the desired item.

There is the name of a squire who has served Mrs. Kellen since childhood.

The name Merazophis.

Among the Kellen family squire, a person who was particularly heavily used and who had received full trust from his master.

Personality is serious and honest.

Not that it was solid, but it seemed to be liked by colleagues.

It looks the same there now.

But he looks the same, and his insides are crazy.

It leaves only one thing, and it trumps everything else.

There is no way that such a person could be decent, throwing away even hate feelings for beings who have driven their beloved human beings to death.

The dossier describes how Lord Melazophis was concerned about Keren's depths.

It should be noted, however, that the husband had recognized him and placed his full trust in him.

I can only imagine how many thoughts I had there, not knowing him at the time.

But I'm sure it wasn't the majority of thoughts.

Having been unreasonably trampled on the thought, and having lost his beloved, he showed no feelings of hatred at all, in front of the head of the organization that caused it, the Divine Worship.

In the current situation of the two of us, you would have even been able to kill me, you didn't even show one of the killers.

On the contrary, it looks as though the emotions never even wobbled, like the shaken lake surface.

Everything about him is directed at the lady, Miss Sophia.

I am the stepping stone for Miss Sophia's growth.

It probably only looks that way to him.

Not at all horrible.

That's a monster who looked like a person.

Thoughts have already deviated from that of people.

There are few decent people around Master Ariel.

Barely, is it decent when it comes to two of his ladies, Miss Sophia and Miss Fermina?

That's also far from normal, just because it's not in the realm of madness.

Spit out a lot of accumulated stuff, along with sighs.

And he moved his hand again, which had stopped for a little while.

We have to get to work as soon as possible.

I don't have time for this.

Yes, to start a major business: crushing divine discourse.