The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

"... ugh"

Put the pen down and close your eyes.

On the desk, the end of a document that is literally piled up is still endlessly far away. If you don't close your sight and forget about it for just a moment, you can't do it.

The arrival of Abyscole - since Argento left it, the night is dawning. I still have a lot of paperwork left on yesterday's case.

"Good luck to you, Samakar ~"

Horizontally, with the prolonged voice that labors me, there is a sound of water pouring out.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the figure of Eldera, the twelfth wife in charge of my assistant clerk.

Dress up in my prepared samurai clothes as usual and brew me tea as I work. A woman who is an excellent aide and beloved wife.

"Dear Somecar. Didn't I say" public "in" public and private "before when I was dating you?"

I was going to reach for my ass in a very natural move, but Eldera "you" seemed like a prospect. They smiled and twisted the back of my hand.

Yuzrija, my escort who keeps his back on the office wall, is sighing half-eyed at this one.

"Tough hands, both of you"

"Ugh, Samakar's porn ~"

"Erotic Lords"

"That's really tough!?

We're both a little more kind to me outside of work, but there's no forgiveness when this happens. That's why some of it is helping.

... you don't have to be sweet where you don't have to be.

I'm a bad habit, but I tend to stick out of line when I see a beautiful woman. I don't like paperwork either.

That's when these two come under pressure, so thank you.

Now, some things spoil me quite a bit if I leave work, and I can bite my happiness off as one man. We're both good women.

But now it's also a better time to get somewhat out of line. Eldera, I hear you know that, and you brew me more tea today than usual. He's a very capable man.

Yuzrija, you are as usual, but she is my escort. I usually don't move without anything, so that's good.

Note that she is not my wife. If it's true, Yuzriha, I want you to be my wife too, but "If you say don't fight me when I'm your daughter-in-law, I won't be your daughter-in-law," no matter how many times I propose. I like it there. I'd prefer it.

Eldera, would you like a cup of tea?

"Yes, yes, Castella's good is in today ~"

"Well, I'm looking forward to that."

"Somecar.Coming"

"Well, it's early."

Youzrija, your short words. Slightly later, I know that it "came" to me, too.

No hesitation in footsteps. Obviously it feels like an intruder, but I tell the soldiers to let 'she' through when he comes to the hall.

If you care about that, you won't be her opponent in our soldiers, so it's no use stopping them in the first place.

She rambled open the office door, and she showed up.

"This is Lord Fernote. Welcome aboard."

Lord Fernote is not responding to my words, only sending his gaze here.

It's not like staring. It's not even cold. Obviously, that's an angry eye.

With such a caged walk of strength that the sound of taking every step of the way echoes all over the room, she comes before me. Pinch the desk for work and go to a one-on-one position.

Her busty breasts were shaking hard because of her strenuous steps, but now that I look you in the eye, I weigh myself down because I'm just not kidding.

Her words, finally opening her mouth, are as expected.

"Somecar...... where did you go with that girl?

"That kid? Who are you talking about?

"Don't be silly!!

Strong language has also been accompanied by action. I wonder if the executive desk will crack. It's the result of her slapping both palms hard.

I expected this development, so I lifted a pile of paperwork before it struck me. Next door, Eldera, you're lifting the cup of tea the same way, so the damage is zero.

As bad as her breasts would have been if there had been damage. Wouldn't it hurt to rock like that?

To words as expected, unfold as expected.

I expect to be somewhat ahead of you from here, so I'll have a few words for you by the time the next person's words come.

That's how when I was ready, the other guy came to me with a continuation of the word.

"Algiers...... I'm talking about Argent Van Peel!

I don't know.

"Don't be ridiculous, I'm telling you!?

"Hmmm... are you a healing wizard that has been rumored for a few days now? Then we haven't even met yet."

"Ha!? Say what..."

"I'm busy, Lord Fernote. We have to account for the damage done to Aviscoll and make adjustments to the steps taken to rebuild it, the funds needed, the personnel, etc. I don't have time to be anywhere like a wizard who's good at healing magic."

"… you"

Lord Fernot's eyes are opened. Looks like you finally figured it out. What I'm talking about right now, the back of pre-construction.

She's in front of you, the former Knights of the Kingdom. It was also the deputy captain of Squad Three, which consisted solely of women. Conversely, Deputy, there's a reason it was a stop.

... because it's serious.

She is serious. Therefore, if you can't do the abdominal arts, it is also slow to understand when they say it in a roundabout way.

Seriously, that sounds good... in other words, a little dull.

Good arm, but serious and dull. That's the rating of her kingdom knighthood. Many were smoky, and the birth stayed there.

Now it's a little rounder and some belly art makes me understand... but as usual, I don't seem to like doing it.

"... how are you going to report what happened yesterday?

"Report nothing. There's been a lot of damage to Abyss Cole..."

"... to me, though it doesn't look like it. It looks like it fits in a lot easier than usual."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no Plus, he fell and was injured while evacuating, and he was also injured by a firehouse thief. Hey, it's hard to have to look through every inch, every inch of the way, but this is also the Lord's job, so you can't lose your hand."

Lord Fernot is quiet. I guess I'm trying to bite each and every word of this one and understand what it means.

Yes, she's serious. So take it seriously once, then think. Behind my words.

I can be clear, but that's how Lord Fernote, who takes it seriously, is somewhere adorable, and he stuck with it this way.

This is a bad habit, too. I am conscious. I'm not going to fix it.

Well, it's time to finish the next sentence.

"So it seems like it's still going to take a long time to suddenly show up before Aviscoll and report to the King about the demon that flew away somewhere from this. No... it's really troublesome."

"... which way did the demon fly?"

"Ha... empire or republic..."

"... in the direction of the border, huh? It's like you can go both ways."

Seems like a serious person, a word I know I have a good grasp of geography.

Without affirmation or denial, I return the pile of documents to my desk. Because there's nothing more to talk about from me.

And that would be the same over there. They told me that I wouldn't talk any more, so I walk away from my desk to the door. Get out of the room.

"Thank you."

Though reluctantly thankful, Lord Fernot disappeared.

"Big pie stalked"

Basically, my people don't talk when others are around.

Yuzrija, you opened your mouth only after Lord Fernote left the room for a few moments.

"Don't say that, Mr. Yuzrija. She's on her way."

"Things are sayin '. Fucking serious and good, isn't it?"

"Big Pie"

"You guys are really tough."

It's really good that you're not pinching your mouth when I'm talking to someone else. If you don't do that, I'll definitely make a mess of it.

Of course I love this kind of honesty, but I thought it was really good with my men separating public and private, and I sighed.

"But Master Someker. You can't stand a door in a person's mouth?"

"There will be some rumors about Argent, but if I keep it as" unknown to the depositary, "the king won't take it seriously either."

"What about that big pie?

"'I'm going to see the world with my healed vision,' he said, traveling. If the king seems to listen, let him say so."

"Erotic."

"Why!?

Exactly why is that!?

Though I thought so, and put it into words, Yuzlija, you were getting Castella from Eldera somewhere to decide to ignore.

Really, don't act free where no one else is... while I decide to get to my job. Take your time so you don't make mistakes.

Oh, boy. At this rate, report to the king. What time is it?

"By the way, Samakar."

"Something, Eldera."

"What are you going to do with all the folks out there telling you to let Master Alger out?"

"... they're pretty good too"

Probably the ones who lived in town and took care of her. I can't help but say thank you. That's the thing.

We'll have to talk about this and get through it. If the noise gets any louder, it will speed up entering the king's ear.

Really, man.

Fortunately, she was admired. If we figure it's better for her to keep the noise from getting louder, they'll fit in to some extent, too.

Of course some things don't fit, and some have already left town with rumors of Algiers.

Eldera, as you say, you can't block people's mouths.

... Still, we need to ease things up a little.

I sighed again, and I stood up to exit the office.

This is also to allow beautiful women to live like themselves.

It didn't fit in my hand, but at least let's just pray that she'll be beautiful wherever she wants.

What I can do. Just do it.

"Dear Samakar, I'm so annoyed and creepy ~"

"I'm thinking porn"

"It's time for you to be a little nice, okay?