A meeting room where, under strict security posture, particularly powerful generals and civilians met together among the military state parabellums.
Although what was open there was nominally just a regular meeting, there was a lively and intense discussion of the various agendas indoors, as the actual content of the meeting could have shaped the fate of the country as it did in parliaments and parliaments.
"- Phew... Then the basic budget for the draft military budget for the next financial year will be decided at 120 trillion yen. For the draft extraordinary budget, the size is 80 trillion yen. The cost of war in the war against the Empire shall be adjusted for about 150-200 trillion yen.... Well, that's ok on this one. Chiyoda, next please"
Again, the army... but war is a gold-eating bug.
Even though you can cost as much as you can with my summoning abilities, it costs so much money if you don't use your abilities.
A normal state would be very bankrupt.
As the founder of Parabellum and in the position of the head of state, the Führer, Kazuya spoke out to Chiyoda, who determines and makes no objection to a dramatically higher draft military budget of about twice the draft military budget of the United States of America, and refrains from behind-the-scenes military spending that swells indefinitely.
"Ha, now let me move on to the next agenda"
In response to Kazuya's call to go ahead, Chiyoda, assistant Führer in charge of the conference, will present a new agenda.
"The next agenda is about public dissatisfaction. Look at this survey data."
The electronic princess, who owns all the network systems that Parabellum builds, operates and manages - Chiyoda guides the gaze of dignitaries who pack into the conference room when they remotely manipulate large LCD displays and display the desired data and information.
"First of all, we distinguish ourselves in three categories, very apart from our people in our country. Those summoned by the Master are the first-class citizens. Next is the friendly presence, the people of the kingdom of Canary and the demonic union annexed to our country are second-class citizens. And non-friendly beings and now third class citizens live in territories that our country has cut from the Elsas Magic Empire. It should be noted that this distinction is only meant to make the distinction easier and that no difference of identity exists between the actual grades"
Chiyoda delimits the words once by providing a preliminary explanation before entering the consideration of the agenda.
However, the advance explanation given by Chiyoda included facade convenience for many uses.
Because, in fact, invisible identities created by distinctions existed, creating a tide of unequal societies like nobility, civilians and slavery.
It is also for the record that the presence of Celisia, which seeks to deify the thousand years old and Kazuya, who seek to simplify the system of governance by deliberately pushing and using its invisible identity differences, is hidden.
"In light of the above, let me get to the point. First class national dissatisfaction is 2 percent. Second class national dissatisfaction is 9 percent. Third class national dissatisfaction is 31 percent.... Let's just say again, the reality is that the dissatisfaction of the third class of the population jumps through and is high. For this reason, we would like to hold a debate primarily to reduce the level of dissatisfaction among third-class citizens."
Upon announcing the beginning of the deliberations on the agenda, Chiyoda returned to the back of Kazuya, a fixed position.
Now... we have already carried out affinity policies and propaganda work (using friendly means to stabilize people's hearts and minds) on the occupied territories where there are third class citizens, so it is honestly tough to make any further improvements.
What about your thoughts?
I wish I could improve my condition.
Kazuya, who also wanted to keep dissatisfaction low in order to prevent the outbreak of guerrillas and terrorists in addition to policing, hoped that improvements would be made at this meeting.
But such Kazuya's expectations will collapse off the edge.
"When the population of the occupied area is roughly 80 million and 31 percent of the population is dissatisfied… roughly around 25 million people are eligible? I expected it, but it's still going to be a lot of work."
The millennium of the Vice Führer, who was meditating in a gendo-style that was formidable and vulgar next to Kazuya's right, slowly opened his left eye and murmured so in a casual tone.
And he exasperated and carelessly scratched up his own dark hair, which had become semi-long because of his battle with Marie Maiden when he sighed and gave a flashing look.
"Madam Vice-President. Rest assured that the planned construction site of the processing facility has already been picked up. The roots of each side are perfect."
Jie Jie, who also serves as a stall supporting Parabellum with various titles, including the Chief of Staff - Ibuki responded to a thousand years of groaning, forming next to Kazuya's left.
"That helps"
……
What the hell are you two talking about?
Kazuya questions the thousand-year-old figure overflowing with a carnivorous grin in front of Ibuki and prey that rocks brown-hung brunettes ready for short hair that leaks a huffy and dangerous horrible laugh.
"Thousand years old, Ibuki? Processing facility, 25 million people. What are they two talking about?
Kazuya spoke to two of her neighbors to resolve the questions she had.
"Whatever you say..."
"I'm talking about an arithmetic that makes the dissatisfaction of third-class citizens efficient and quick to zero?
Asked, Kazuya went deeper and deeper into the questions on the two decent faces, but carefully chewed their words and circled their thoughts in the back of his brain to derive answers from the two replies.
Turn dissatisfaction to zero?
Efficient and quick?
There really exists such a magical way... -!?
After connecting a handful of pieces of information to discern the radical intentions of Thousand Years Old and Ibuki, Kazuya became aware of her mistakes at that moment.
"Are you going to kill all but one of us who are unhappy with our system of governance!?
"Yes, it is"
"Your Excellency is right."
Is there a problem as well? He nodded with a freshly said look, and Kazuya was stunned by Hitler, who tried to destroy a single nation, and by two people who were about to carry out a massacre of Mao Zedongju, who had acquiesced in mass killings for his own restoration.
"Oh, you know what?"
"Your husband. As I said earlier, we have the agreement of everyone here on this matter."
"What...?
Kazuya, who was about to recover from the utterances and utter his words with emotion, was to be eaten face to face again by the thousand-year-old words.
"Thirty-one percent of third-class citizens are dissatisfied despite the current situation where they receive no further benefits in the light of the guarantees of clothing and housing, religious freedom and historical facts in addition to the guarantees of life through affinity policies and propaganda, as your husband ordered. Such ungrateful people...... there is no need to keep alive the nationals of the enemy countries who hurt your husband!!
Everyone, except Kazuya, nodded with a flame of resentment in his eyes at the thousand-year-old words with anger.
……
Feeling negative feelings such as anger and resentment swirling into the conference room, Kazuya realized the tiny goal she had set herself - that the millennials had so far desperately pushed and killed their hatred of the enemy to comply with the reduction in the number of civilian victims in the war.
At the same time, he understood that anger towards the third-class people, who did not understand the meaning of the generosity granted, was coming to the limits of the patience of the millennials.
"Please understand. You have to pick out any troublesome sprouts right now."
……
"It's not about making allowance for it or committing the next indiscriminate massacre. After a thorough investigation, we will find dissatisfied molecules and dispose of them humanely."
"... no"
"Master!!
A thousand years old stuffed Kazuya, who lay his eyes down and shook his head beside him.
"If we take such a means, we will only create a chain of hatred."
"They are the ones who gave birth to the culprits of hate!! The first thing they have to do is pound fear into them so they can see the gravity of the sin they committed!!
"So what happens when you slaughter the general public!!
There are theoretical aspects if we ignore the humanitarian perspective, but Kazuya rises up and objects to the thousand-year-old trying to commit genocide with an emphasis on emotional theory.
"We need a show!! Why don't you understand!!
"If you do the massacre and tie the people up with fear, that's what makes the resistance, not the terrorists or guerrillas!!
"All you have to do is blow it to pieces of wood dust per urban area with Dora's grenades, such as Resistance!!
"If we take inhumane means, our enemies will stop choosing means too!!
"The enemy has not chosen any means already!! Besides, there is no international law to blame for our genocide!! Not to mention that the perspectives of human rights, humanity, etc. do not exist in this world!! Power is justice!! Justice without power is evil!!
"Even if there is no such thing as human rights or humanity in this world, we will have it!!
"- That's it. Master, Sister."
I broke in between two people where Chiyoda bumps into each other's opinions, who decided they couldn't just talk any more.
……
……
The two men, who regained calm slightly after Chiyoda entered the halt, sit silently down in their seats.
"... thousand years old"
"Ha."
"I command you as Führer, I will not allow genocide. Find another way to deal with the third-class people."
"... as ordered by your husband"
Thousands of years old pinched against Kazuya, who gave the order with perseverance, before accepting and nodding the order.
At that time, only Chiyoda, who was nearby, did not miss that Chiyo overflowed with a smile that seemed happy for a moment.
... you were more than happy that the master did not bend his will.
Having perfectly read the thousand-year-old mind where all the principles of action depended on Kazuya, Chiyoda expressed her willingness to consent to the complex mood of a thousand years, and she herself sneaked a smile.
(i) At the end of the stuffy meeting, Kazuya, who had returned to his private residence with the help of Chiyoda in his room, was running to root for the preparation of a formal order for the matters decided at the meeting and for the realization of the important promises he had refrained from the following day.
"That's it."
"… ZZZ"
"Oh... strangely, if you think Crais is quiet, you're asleep"
After a stretch of work, Kazuya, stretching her back and relaxing her stiff muscles on her shoulders and hips, looked sideways and smiled bitterly.
There grew up because of the flourishing of the recent growth, and Crais was tired of waiting and sleeping as he grew up polishing his natural beauty.
"Well, then, master. I beg your pardon."
"Oh, I'm sorry I'm late."
"No, because it is my pleasure to be of service to the Master. Never mind. Well, take a rest."
Chiyoda gently lifted Crais, who couldn't wait to finish Kazuya's work and fell asleep, leaving Kazuya's room when she said goodbye.
"... shall I go to bed too"
As soon as he was alone, Kazuya headed to his bedroom, rushed by a sleeper who had been violently attacked.
"Tomorrow I have to fulfill my promise to Karen... and yes, the doctor told me to put aside some time, but it's time to follow up on Iris"
Two of the maids waiting in the bedroom, Kazuya slipped into bed whining about what needed to be done, taking off her rugged military uniform and dressed for bedroll as she was burned to death by the sisters of Rayna and Rhina, the bedtime of the day.
And it was when Kazuya, who lost the battle against the sleeper, tried to sleep a lot.
The knocking noise that told the visitors as predicted the timing sounded small.
"Excuse me, sir. Sorry......... again"
When my sister Rhina stops by Kazuya's side and prepares for the situation, while my sister Rayna opens the bedroom door on her guard, Ohhhhhhhhhh!! and a thousand years of troubled faces came into Kazuya's bedroom with the cries of an ear-wrestling baby.
"Hey, Tomorrow Kaori's Night Cry... Here"
"Sorry, still no thanks to me"
Kazuya welcomes unaccompanied or abandoned children as adoptive children.
Kazuya's real son - who saw Tomorrow Kaori, his beloved daughter born between the ages of a thousand and a thousand, crying around in his arms of a thousand years old, also jumps up forgetting to be sleepy and receives Tomorrow Kaori from a thousand years old.
"... I knew you'd stop crying when it was in your husband's arms"
"Right. Why not?"
Thousands of years old were shocked by Tomorrow Kaori's sleeping face, who stopped crying as soon as he got into Kazuya's hands every time.
"What do you not like about me? Am I inappropriate as a mother?
"There would be no reason for that. Thousands of years old are doing well as mothers. Besides, it's only now that Tomorrow Kaori connects to me. When you grow up to some age, you won't even be able to hear my father's mouth."
Thousands of years old can't hide their grief in my child's cold demeanor.
At such a millennium, Kazuya was trying to hang words of self-inflicted follow-ups and encourage them.
"-But Tomorrow Kaoru got heavier too."
"Yes. Whatever. I'll be a year old."
Thousands of years old hammer and smile at Kazuya's words as he switches topics to change the course of dark stories.
"Right.... really, really heavy"
"Huh!!
Thousands of years old, who did not miss the weak expression that seemed to disappear now only for a moment in the expression of Kazuya, merciful to my son, who sleeps in his arms, felt the words once said to Marie Maiden: 'Kazuya is driven from day to day, by a sense of hope in two moments' rushing around his brain.
"Your husband!! I want to go back to my original world......?
Thousands of years old were asking Kazuya out loud, surprised even at himself, with a sense of embarrassment that Kazuya would disappear if he asked now.
"Shh!! Your voice is big, Thousand Years old. Tomorrow incense will wake up."
"Shh, excuse me..."
As a result, Thousand Years, who were naturally blamed for shouting, apologized to Kazuya as he shrunk.
"But... what's going on, from a stick to a stick"
"It's important. Please answer."
……
Kazuya opened her tease with a moment of silence at the impending inquiry of a thousand years old.
"I have a sister..."
……
"I'm not proud of you, but this is cute again."
……
"What are you doing after I die? I'm asexually curious how well you're doing. And I wonder if I'll be a parent after Tomorrow's incense is born. I'm sorry about my parents dying without any filial commitment."
"It's... I mean..."
"Oh, there are times when, honestly, I want to go home."
……
"But... come on, don't look like that"
"I am not crying!!
I didn't say I was crying... I'm confessing from myself.
Kazuya hastily carried on her words as she held Tomorrow incense with her left hand bioprosthetic hand and stroked her thousand-year-old head with her right hand, weeping with an abandoned puppy-like look.
"But if I'm given the means to go home now, I'm not leaving."
"Guzz. Why not?
"... I'm so ashamed to say it in my mouth again?
"Guzz, words don't get to them unless you put them in your mouth"
"... because my family, thousands of years old, Tomorrow Kaoru, are all here."
"Zuzz, I was hoping you'd say it's because there's a thousand years old there"
"Give me a break..."
Kazuya had no choice but to raise her white flag and beg for forgiveness in the millennium when she finally overflowed with laughter as she cried.
"Well, it's time to go to bed. Sure. Together."
"Yes."
"-... I'd like to read the air, but can you do something about the night cry of Ryokawa, Master Kazuya?"
Ibuki, who peered his face out of the shadow of the bedroom door, offers his beloved daughter, who cries just like Tomorrow's incense, against Kazuya, who invited her a thousand years old to bed.
"Oh, of course. Let's sleep together, Ryohua and Ibuki."
Thousands of years old and face-to-face, and at the same time blown out, Kazuya received her coolness as she invited Ibuki into her bedroom, and as soon as she was wrapped in her arms, just like Tomorrow incense, she overflowed with laughter at the figure of her sleeping daughter.
And then the five of them, lying on the bed by the letter of the river, traveled amicably into their dreams.