When I left my fuselage in the hangar, rented a room and fell asleep, I woke up feeling warm on my lips.
When I opened my eyes, Angus' face was spread out in front of me.
Hmm, so the feeling that lingers on this lip is Angus's kiss?
But Angus' presence here would mean that the deputy commander gave me a solid pick up. Then everyone else should be at this base by now. Maybe he's already started developing the fuselage for me.
Angus, with a good gaze, smiles as he dyes his cheeks a little.
Good morning, Eldo.
"What time is it?
"It's eleven o'clock at night. I can make dinner, too, but what do we do?
Eleven o'clock. It was definitely about six o'clock, and you're going to have a good night's sleep for it.
But if I get up again now, I honestly have nothing to do. Maintenance is left to everyone in the squad, and security is originally the job of soldiers at this base.
The rice hasn't diminished because I ate emergency food before I went to bed. This might as well stay asleep until morning. Sometimes it feels like fatigue hasn't come out yet.
After all, full manual control is exhausting. Though it has been easier than before with a dedicated cockpit, I have to repeat the detailed operation with constant concern for the meter. Recently, you've got a lot more armor, extra meters, and especially severe eye fatigue... oh my lid while I was thinking about it...
"Are you going to sleep today already?
"I will."
Ignoring the lid that closes on its own, I reach for and pull on the futon that has been torn apart.
"Yikes!?
"Yeah?"
I heard something strange, but Angus must have spoken anyway.
I don't care to attract futons. Yeah, I can't wait for this softness and warmth.
"Uh, Mr. Eldo?
"Good night."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!?
There was some movement in my arms, but I fell asleep again, wrapped in a slightly sweet scent and a touch of warmth.
The next morning, when I woke up, there was an Angus face in front of me... which is the same as yesterday.
If there's just something different, it would mean that yesterday Angus was properly standing beside the bed, but now he's asleep in the bed.
If this had been me in my previous life, I would have tumbled off the bed in a big hurry, like the Lanobe protagonist. Anyway, I didn't even want to make her because of the robotic research, and naturally I was a virgin.
But not me now! Angus is her, and she's in no strange condition to marry anytime. I also do what I do.
While I felt the slightest superiority of not being a virgin, I rocked Angus' shoulder sleeping in my arms.
"Yeah......"
"Angus, get up. It's morning."
"Good morning, Eldo..."
"Morning. Why is Angus sleeping with you?
Not that there's anything wrong with it, but Angus will also be tired of continuing to move. They've secured a room for us, so we shouldn't even bother packing it in a single bed and sleeping.
"It's your fault, Eldo."
That's how Angus inflates his cheeks.
"Eldo, you're going to fall asleep and hold me instead of a futon. Thanks to you, I fell asleep in made-up clothes."
"Uh, did you? Sorry."
Angus gets out of bed and slaps and stretches his wrinkled maid clothes. But that just doesn't seem to remove the wrinkles, and once you get back to your room, you get dressed.
"Then I'll come face to face in the hangar."
"Okay, I'll make breakfast?
The cafeteria is still in operation at the Jakarta base, and any soldier can get a meal. We don't bother to have them made, but if we ask, we can rent a piece of the kitchen and make it ourselves.
"What's going on with the food I brought?
"I still have it. About two days?
"Then make something out of it. Even if you get supplies, it's hard to manage when you mix them with the old ones."
"Right. Then I'll borrow the kitchen and make something. I'll make everyone's share with you, so call me."
Copy that.
Break up with Angus and head to the hangar.
It was full of vitality despite the early morning there. Instead, you'd feel like you haven't slept enthusiastically.
"Mr. O'Rail!
"Whoa, Captain Erdo!
Speaking to Mr. O'Rail, who is replenishing his arms with artificial gorges using the crane, Mr. O'Rail comes down to me on behalf of another mechanic to operate the crane.
Is that mechanic the mechanic in the hangar here? Looks like you're pretty nervous about crane maneuvering, but are you okay?
"Are you finally here? I told Angus to go get him."
"We slept together."
"Damn... this is still a battlefield. Keep it as long as you can."
It's not like I was fucking you...
"I'll be careful. How about the fuselage?
"The damage isn't as bad as last time. Joint maintenance and warped armor have been replaced. We're replenishing the armament now."
"There's only so many of them."
Twelve swords and three guns. I also have to refill the ammo, so I know it's a big job to refill it alone. But you're gonna have to work harder.
"Have you heard about the example arming?
"Perfilizzi, is that it? I made another shitload of stuff... Karine's out."
"haha......"
I can easily imagine Mr. Karine holding his head in front of the physical operator (Sense Board).
Anyway, I had a lot of trouble just putting on artificial gorge. In addition to that, Perfilizzi's targeting features and fuel coupling. We need to add magic detonation settings and more. It's going to be another bug on parade.
"Where is Mr. Carine?
"I'm going to lay low. Look, in that warehouse over there."
Mr. O'Rail pointed with his jaw to a simple warehouse made in the corner of the hangar. Built for a mechanic's sleep, it's as simple as having a bed lined up inside.
Honestly, it's a place I don't really want to use if I'm a woman, but even that seemed frustrating enough to blow it off.
"Okay. Oh, Angus is cooking in the dining room later, so let's all go in a little while."
"Oh well! I'm just hungry. Hey! You guys! One paragraph and you're off!
Mr. O'Rail just goes to give instructions to Mr. Ritz and the others. With that in my back, I entered the warehouse.
It's an exquisitely memorable space with a mixture of sweaty smell and dust.
Several people are still asleep in a simple bed lined up with zullahs, and I find Mr. Karine in it as well.
With the exception of his sleeping face, he looks wrinkled between his eyebrows.
It would be difficult when I was older if I wrinkled until I was asleep.
I reach for Mr. Karine's forehead and try to stretch the wrinkles between my brows. Then Mr. Carine's eyes patted open and his gaze bumped.
"What are you doing?
"Uh..."
I turn my gaze to the right and left of Mr. Carine, who has a sharp staring eye.
"What is this hand?
"Oh, uh... this"
It's already too late to pull it off. A cold sweat is gushing out of my back.
This is a war I've never even felt on the battlefield!?
"Oh, that's it. I took it because it was dusty."
"Yes, dust. I needed to push between my eyebrows to remove the dust..."
Mr. Karine's voice is getting colder and colder...... this is definitely being found out. A face that knows for sure what I was doing...
I saw a night fork behind Mr. Carine waking up his body slowly. Oh, I didn't know night forks would travel to different worlds...... thank you for your hard work.
"Do you have anything to say?
"I'm sorry!
The action I can take. That's just one thing. It doesn't matter because you're the captain, or because you're the boss.
Sit upright on the spot and rub your own forehead on dirty ground.
That was the only thing I was allowed to do on this occasion.
After that, I managed to get forgiveness by promising to treat the host five times when I returned to Wang Du... but how many times will the host know? Can you cover the bounty for this war?
"So, what did you want after all?"
"Oh, I was. Angus is making breakfast about the physics operator."
"Oh, that's really messed up. Even though I had a hard time linking two physical operators (sense boards), I can't believe I'm adding more information... and connecting them to the Independent Armed Forces"
When I used it yesterday, Perfilizi had a small physical operator (sense board) inserted inside it, just like any other harmonica pistre, and it was possible to run it alone.
But it remains anxious to make that power and range available to any aircraft.
If they take it away, there's no doubt there 'll be a lot of damage. Whatever it is, it's a level where the royal family of the royal castle can be targeted from a hill a few kilometers away.
So by linking the physical operator (sense board) to my fuselage and also supplying the concentrated magic liquid (hi-maggia liquid) from the spare tank, I want to make it unusable unless it's my fuselage.
Explaining that, he nodded when he knew why.
"I know it's a hell of a weapon to just do a little research on, and I can understand you wanting to hang a safety device, but it's still tough. There's nothing I can't do if I have time, but now I'm in war. Besides, you don't even know when that bomb's gonna fly, do you? There's no bug in the fuselage."
"Is that the problem after all"
Somehow I expected it, but it still seems possible to connect Perfilizzi to my fuselage as long as Mr. Carine's strength gives him time.
But the problem is that time. We succeeded in withdrawing it once, but we also do not know when the invasion of Jakarta will resume. Avila Bomb can't leave the base without knowing the weapon.
That information should be conveyed in the rear as well, so the operation will come from the princess soon, but I don't know when it will come either.
You can't leave the fuselage unusable even though it's full of things you don't know.
"Okay. Then let's leave the Perfilizzi connection after everything has gone through a paragraph. Can I just have it built into the artifice gorge for now? I'll crush the slot for two swords and store it there."
"If that's about the change, I can do it right away."
"Then please. Well, before we do, we'll be replenishing."
"Well, I'm hungry, too."
We had to get out of the warehouse and go to everyone's waiting room.
After finishing breakfast and dinner for some in the dining room, confirm your plans for the future.
We were originally reinforced here on the orders of the Princess. And after initially planning to drive back the enemy here, they were supposed to pinch enemy troops pushing them to the seaside to the second line of defense.
But that plan is crazy because of the enemy's new weapon input. Though there is relatively room for battle power, Jakarta would be jerked off again by a pinch if there was an enemy invasion after eating that attack again.
I can't move to that end. I wish Avila Bomb just knew if he was coming or not, but he also said he didn't know the soldiers who had been taken prisoner.
"In the meantime, the maintenance team needs to maintain the fuselage. Please also store Perfilizzi"
"Leave it to me."
"Okay."
"These are the two scoundrels."
I was helping out with the maintenance squad until just now. I tell Mr. Bunois and Mr. Katrea what I want them to do.
"We ask the two of you to check the situation in the village between the buffer zone and Jakarta. Most of the abnomules are retreating, but there may still be some left over here."
The same was true at Rocca Base, but secondary damage doesn't get silly when the rest of the party is going to be bandits. Now would be the time when it is still raging by the power of Abnomulet, and I want to know how many enemies there are among them. When Jakarta calms down, I need you to turn the crusader around.
"Okay."
Copy that, sir.
"Well, at the end of the day, Angus is everyone's support. Don't worry about the base side. Mainly a mechanic, ask for physical fitness control"
Fatigue should be accumulating in the crew due to intense duties. It's not weird that someone is about to come out over the limit around here. Pamira is magically fortifying her little body. Magic isn't omnipotent, there must be a burden built up somewhere.
"Okay."
"I'm going to go to the O.R. after this to see what's going on. After that... do you want to help on the lookout?"
"Sometimes the Lord rests well. You must be the most tired."
"That's right. Exchanging lives with enemies is the most draining thing."
Beginning with Mr. O'Rail and Mr. Ritz, everyone in the squad tells me to rest orally.
You're quite happy that you care about your health.
Shall I let the words sweeten me here?
Then I'll rest until the princess tells me to.
I finished checking everyone's plans and went back to their respective locations.
I left the cafeteria on schedule, too. My legs go straight to the O.R. Batis stopped me along the way.
"Hey Eldo! How's it going!
"I listened to your noisy voice and it went down about two levels..."
"Oh, my God, that's so tight."
"Is something wrong? That tension must be in time of war."
"Well done. You asked!
Batis shows me his collar as he poses in a bissi.
There, a batch was worn indicating the captain.
What it shows is...
"Did Battis become captain, too?"
"Ouch. The results of this battle have been acknowledged. I mean, you made me impotent, but it was worth it."
Speaking of which, did you leave all the abnomulets to this guy? Honestly, I was kicking it off with the same feeling as the stone on the side of the road, so I forgot, but even that one was a pretty troublesome opponent to hang in a group.
"What do you mean you're promoted to captain now?
"They're going to make another squad new. Look, you got a new generator in this fight, right?
"Oh, that one"
The two armunares I sniped. Apparently, one of the aircraft was recovered by Abnomulet when he retreated, but the other was either unable or abandoned because he was rolling off the hill.
The damaged situation was the worst, but if it was fixed, it would still be usable, so I decided to use it to set up a new unit.
"Now I'm in line for you, too."
"Right. Now do your best to get a medal."
"Eldo's one of the lion medals now, isn't he? You're knocking down two planes in this fight, and it's gonna be a double-headed lion medal? Aren't you the youngest to receive a medal?
"I know you're the youngest, but can I get a double-headed lion medal... I'm honestly crushing four planes before they come over here..."
You're crushing four planes on the Fort Rocca side. Combined here, I'm already double-headed on six planes, and I still feel like there's going to be more if I'm going south after this. How many heads do you have...
"Eldo is far away..."
"Well, good luck with your temper. Speaking of which, what happened to Leon? I don't see him."
Leon should have been assigned to Jakarta as well. But I haven't seen Leon in any way since I got here.
Maybe he's in the ops room.
"He..."
A smile disappears from Batis' expression and a dark shadow.
That makes my heart beat faster. Did you get hit?!?
"His unit is in Fort Run now... completely out of mosquito nets for this fight..."
"That's... that's hard..."
It was different from what I feared, but that is a hard reality.
"I'll buy you another drink."
"Right."
What a bad time Leon had, we could only laugh bitterly.