Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

Yut Amaxa's day begins around 6: 00 a.m.

Up until now, I had set an alarm on my phone, but lately, of the wedding celebration - something's wrong at this point - the clock tower made that unnecessary, too.

Right on the side, Valtrude sleeps easily.

Its innocent sleeping face is so loving that its chest is tightened. And when you see a wedding ring that you don't even take off when you sleep, it fills you with a sense of well-being that is also said to gain.

Minutes to watch such a loving wife.

Gradually her eyelids opened and Yut and I had a good eye contact.

"... good morning"

"Oh. You look beautiful today."

"Damn, just say that"

I don't need any more words.

Mouth to mouth exchanged for wake up.

to places other than lips, however.

We scattered last night before we went to bed, but we don't get bored as much as we wonder ourselves.

Valtroude, who gets a little bolder at night, also seems embarrassed under the morning sun and tries to leave immediately. Of course, I won't tolerate Yut.

This gap could have been the secret to conjugal circles.

However, after careful indulgence, it shows a switch from there that can even be called dry.

Each gently changed clothes and made himself fit, Valtrude went outside and Yut headed to his desk. My wife is for morning workouts, and my husband is to prepare the spells he uses today for his spells.

The next meeting will be at the breakfast table prepared by Alcia at the Feast Divine Feast.

"Oh...... Sleepy......"

With today's schedule in mind, I will write down the essential spells and the attack and grant magic for caution. It almost ends unused, but that's what insurance is all about.

However, the focus is scattered, albeit with some routine work.

"I knew I'd have a bed"

Newlyweds make it impossible to use the magic equipment (magic item) Huberd's bed. Would they even sell it in larger sizes?

But what do they say about buying a bed or something that will give you a good rest even if you have a short sleep early in your newlywedding? Mostly, from Larsia.

(At that time, let's send Mr. Ritna the same bed)

I kind of feel like the Yamaa seal is hurting me, but when I leave, I lose.

After that, about seven o'clock, breakfast. This is still a lot slower than the common people.

Yut's parents also share a table during their stay. When he finishes eating for about an hour as he talks, Jonah heads to his school, Arsia to his temple, etc., to their respective workplaces.

Yut is the usual office. Commuting hours are a few minutes' walk. It may be a flattering environment, but it doesn't make any more sense than being able to use Momentary Mobility (Teleport). On the contrary, it's negative for the loss of the off.

"Good morning, master."

"Good morning."

Entering the office, Kagra, who became a maid, greeted me.

I am not trying to hide the horns of my forehead in a thin purple rugged kimono with a white fluffy apron. Yuut was also in favor of that choice of acorns.

(But I'm not used to it yet...)

To the outfit, to the name, to the presence of a maid.

"Your husband. Have a drink."

"Oh, yes"

A white robe that shows you to be a good sorcerer. Hand it to me and I'll brush it all the way to the cloak. It's a magic fixture, so I hardly need to take care of it, but I guess that her pride wouldn't have allowed it.

Take that cue to the edge of your sight, while turning your awareness to the documents on your desk. Thousands more today.

"The office has been cleaned. Then, Mr. Dal-Lukash asked me to look through these documents."

"Thanks"

"No. Can I help you?

"Bye. I'm sorry, I'll have a coffee."

Kagra bows her head silently and leaves the room to prepare.

"Ugh..."

This is all that makes me nervous.

Instead of giving instructions, they are served. This was quite a challenge.

Just a few days after Kagra became a maid of honor. The takeover from Acorn seems to be taking place properly and so far there has been no problem. On the contrary, it's about as far as I'm making progress because of my full-time status.

But I don't think her intentions lie in serving the Yuts as a samurai. Given the thoughts ahead......

"You're over-conscious. Plus, Val and Arcia agree."

I shook my head that wasn't there and started working.

A report that can only be approved by Yut or Valtrude, such as the usual budgetary ruling and the authorisation for the various proposals. I'd like to delegate more authority, but there are circumstances that don't.

"Even if I'm left with the finesse, I can't help it if I need to make a decision."

It is not something that even Claude and Dal-Lukash can handle, such as the petition that Yut is now reading, that he wants to place an outpost in Falv, where a proposal has been made by the Hardenturm council.

"Hmm. Not even with the embassy, but the point is, is it a liaison office? Sure, if it is convenient? Then you'll also need Mainz's share?

It is unnecessary if the housekeeper moves by spell, but given the future, it should be maintained now.

"In the meantime, let's get representatives out of the three cities of Hardenturm, Mainz and Falve to discuss it"

Creating an outpost is a decision. In the meantime, the problem must be cleared up and authority must be determined.

There he throws it to his men, and Yut and Valtrude get a report later and fix it if necessary.

Pinch a note describing the flow and throw it into a processed box. Because it was an ordinary petition, I would never notice the sincerity of Regina, the proponent.

"Thank you for waiting"

Kagra returns with a cup of coffee, as if he predicted when to take a breather.

I remember the illusion as if I had become an upper class.

(No, it's just been a noble life before...)

From the world average, I guess that's better.

Include black liquid in your mouth without impurities while thinking about things you don't even want to do like that.

"Ugh..."

Instant, but delicious enough.

I feel like caffeine has circled my body and awakened my consciousness... This heat is just fine, too.

"Thanks"

When she smiles at Kagra, she smiles happily, too.

Didn't realize it before, but doing so was really fascinating.

"Well, if you need anything, don't hesitate to call me."

I will not stand in the way of the maid, my husband.

I don't know if that's what you think, but when you bow your head because of the thorough work, Kagra leaves the office.

Yuut, who focuses on her work, doesn't even imagine that after she leaves the room, she is feeling responsive and skipping, etc.

So, a few hours later.

"From Petra..."

Jiazai, who cleaned up at once until the afternoon minutes, had sorted out the last letter addressed to him.

The content, in summary, is that I want it to be auditioned. Surprisingly, it is also more plausible than being one who learns the spell of science together.

"Well, if you have time."

After a cup of coffee, he tried to write back - Yut took a seat when it was quicker to meet him in person.

Originally, we were supposed to leave the fortress this afternoon.

After getting a polite drop-off from Kagra - which was strangely embarrassing - we move to a farm near Falve.

Maybe it should be described as a laboratory rather than a farm.

An experimental farm that had several people out of the villages in the territory and created them.

It was a facility for identifying the soil - sacred soil - that remained after purifying the insects (Insectians)...

"It's not funny..."

"No, I know you're impotent."

I speak to a middle-aged man who drops his shoulders, saying that Yut has no choice. But I knew that the word had not reached him, the head of this farm.

That's obvious from the sight in front of you.

The compartments divided into several are in a state that I do not think I have sown very much the same wheat.

I wonder if one compartment is completely dead, and in another corner just wheat thrives abnormally higher than a person's back length.

Besides, it's happening in less than a month.

Although we have been asked to study the ratio of formula to normal soil, the optimal solution has not yet been guided.

"Whatever, you can eat normally, that's..."

"Seriously?

"Seriously?"

"No, is it true?

"Oh, yes, yes. Of course, the flavor is thin."

Still, it seems that the hunger was filled by eating only sacred soil.

A lot is wrong.

"The amount of sunshine time and water. Depends on the breed in the first place…?"

I'm forced to revise the plan to see if it was a little sweet.

Now that the situation in the Verga Empire is calm in a way, we are about to move the plans to move the inhabitants near the northern tower wall to full implementation.

The premise is that it needs to be opened up. I would have tried to make soil out of sacred soil at that time anyway......

"I was wondering if you could introduce me to Dean Mel."

It's harder than this in Yut, where I only have some experience growing my morning face in elementary school.

I regret the treasure's rotting, but I was sure there was nothing I could do about it.

Yut continues to work vigorously, even after giving him about 10 gold coins as a compensation, though not a bonus.

Travel to school and tell Petra to respond to the letter, then return to the office to handle the residual duties.

While doing so, he appropriately plays Larsia's counterpart, receives a business contact from Dal-Lukash, and dinner.

Acorn prepared a menu that day, and my parents struck a tongue drum with me.

After meals, rest - without caging in the workshop to make magic fixtures.

Still, traditionally I immersed myself in the work until about the time the day changed, and now at 21: 00 I cut it up and went back to the couple's bedroom.

"I knew I'd be seeing Dean Mel soon."

While sitting back in bed making a one-day report today, I'll let you know what I'm up to a little further.

Valtrude, dressed in thin silk pajamas, also sat next to it.

It's a colorless conversation, but on the contrary, it's good. At least that's what she thinks.

"Probably after I brought my father and mother back to Earth"

"Right. It's about time..."

For her, Yut's parents are the same as her real parents. Though I had no choice, I'm sorry.

"Hey, Yut."

"What's up?

"What does it mean to have children?

"It's..."

"If you live with your child, you won't be able to fight. I don't know what happens after I give birth."

"You know what?"

When my grandson is born, Yut's parents may move here. Having been informed of it, she must have suddenly recognized it as a familiar issue when she heard about the imminent return.

Hopefully that anxiety would go away, he held his beloved wife's shoulder.

"I'm a man and a sorcerer (wizard), so I can't even tell you how much I know about that worry. But, well, that's it."

Keep it up, if you can convey your thoughts.

With such a grudge, Yut spins words with his foreheads stuck together.

"I want kids regardless of the survival of the house or anything, and whatever, I'm going to be worthwhile enough to create an environment where you don't have to be so sure about parenting."

"Yut......"

"It's good to worry, but I can't help but be anxious. You've always been, haven't you?

"Whether you were fighting the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil) or confronting the spider sub-gods or the evil demigods.

There was no such thing as a must-win guarantee, and no matter how prepared I was, I had the feeling that I might lose.

That's natural.

But I don't get sick any more than I need to.

Because if you have the will to move on, the unknown can be cut open.

"And, look. It's easier to give birth than to give advice... No, that's not what I meant."

Then the words that came out were felt carelessly, and it had to be a mundane yuut.

Seeing her husband like that, Valtrude's worries blew away somewhere.

I have him, I have everyone.

What else do you need?

As if to bump his mind length, Valtrude pushed Yut down to bed.

He makes his eyes black and white, I can't wait to love him.

"It's time for me to accumulate some experience. Tonight, I'll prove it on the ground."

"Ah. Soften your hands?

This is how Yut's day ended.