Tsumi Kake Tensei Ryoushu no Kaikaku

First story, people who get busy getting killed and people who take vacations.

The door of the second office is banged forcefully.

The sounds that resonate are not easy enough to call knocks.

It represented the angst of the visitors.

The lord of the room pounced on his desk with depression when he saw the mountains and piles of documents and materials on his desk and on the floor.

"... Felix, who do you think is in front of the door?

"I don't know what you're thinking."

Right, and indicating his agreement, Chaff stood up to his heavy eyelids as he slammed against his desk.

When was the last time you had a decent sleep?

Exploring his memory, he traced it back to the day he collapsed three months ago due to overwork.

Even when I dived into bed, I just drifted through the shallow surface of fine sleep and had a body that wouldn't sleep.

Because even if you fall asleep deeply, your work will soon set in, and you will drive away the sleeper.

"Has Sir Sola been living like this for three years..."

Sania and Lulu are all ridiculously strong.

The door of the room is slammed harder. Maybe they were putting in a kick.

Open your mouth as Felix stares at the door key.

"I think you should open it"

"If you don't want to be replaced with wine vinegar, don't open it."

Chaff wakes up with his hands on his desk and hands on the documents that were nearby.

It was a petition complaining that the refugees had gone in too far and that security had deteriorated.

Refugee influxes are following a path of increase.

But the face of the Great Tree Hall thought that the refugees themselves were not the problem.

There are frequent cases of outlaws committing crimes who come mixed up with refugees.

Chaff opens the third step of his desk, a drawer written as a petition.

I tried to deliver the petition I had in my hand to the drawer, but I can't get a full capacity.

"Oh, again!

Chaff flies a curse at a mixed tongue.

That's when the knock stopped.

Cold voices sneak through the hallway between the doors into the room where Singh and quiet.

"Mitsuketa"

When his voice dissolved in the air, the door unlocked in seconds.

Relax, Chaff looked at the door.

A small shadow appears across the door that opens quietly.

The shadow, neither boy nor girl, looks at the chaff with glittering eyes.

"I'm busy. It's time to run away and hide."

From behind the shadow that stepped into the room comes a razette with a bunch of paperwork.

Chaff stared at the shadow, Sola, as he pleaded, aware of the hiccups on his cheeks.

"One more hand. Don't give me any more work."

"Don't be stupid. You're the one who added more work."

Speaking pale, Sola pulls out a piece of paperwork that Razette holds.

"The shipment of dense wood is tenfold. Because Chaff miscalculated. I mean, I told you to come check when you mess with the numbers. You're in charge of confirming numbers, not correcting them."

Sora scolded Chaff as he put the paperwork on his desk and pointed at a strange spot.

Go on, point to the bundle of paperwork that Razette held.

"I thought Sania was crazy, so I looked into it. There's a lot of weird numbers out there besides the dense wood."

In addition to pointing fingers, I guess it's all in the bundle of paperwork that Razette held.

With all due respect, Chaff receives a bunch of paperwork.

"What is the due date for resubmission?

"Sania fixed it all. Keep your head down later."

"... all of this, huh?

Though Sania should have a mountain of work in charge as well, Chaff tilted his neck.

Sora flaunts her shoulder.

"I hear you cleaned it up with an insomnia break. As much as I weigh myself in on touching my ears, it's flimsy."

"Sir Sola weighs himself in, so...?

Say thank you to Sania.

Leaving a chaff to stop, Sola leaves the room.

The razette does not follow, but gives a toast to Chaff.

"I'm going on vacation tomorrow"

"Right. There's been talk of that."

Chaff shifts his gaze to Razette's abdomen and misses him thinking it was rude.

"Have a good child, if you can, be honest and kind."

"... I will do good. Please tell Zez to contact me. I'm taking over the job with Ryu and Sania, so if you need anything, I'll ask both of you."

Chaff nodded back, thinking that this flowing handover of work would be peculiar to the Sola ministerial corps.

Dropping off Razette's hindsight, Chaff reviews the bundle of documents.

Corrections are made in polite letters, and the appendix describes an easy to understand calculation process.

He also pointed out where Chaff had miscalculated.

I'm a little depressed, but take a deep breath and get my mind back together.

You have to learn enough from the experience of failure.

The intention also reaches out to the paperwork anew, but the visitor reappeared.

It is a lululu with red-haired blonde hair fastened with valletta.

Lulu, who had entered the room silently without even knocking, looked around the room all the time.

You couldn't find what you were looking for, and you frown in a grumpy mood.

"I heard sand and silver arrived from the Earl of Siddlbar territory. Let me see."

Lewru stuck one hand out, so grand that Chaff doubted his ear, asking if he had misheard.

"It's just a sample. It's not supposed to be funny."

It was mined in a new mine in the Earl of Siddlbar territory and was the first one that could be mined by the introduction of a tornado car.

Chaff tilted his neck, though it would be technology to focus on and not the ore that was taken.

"Show me because it's good"

I don't have the attitude to ask people for things, but I can feel the will to see them at all costs.

Not something that needed to be hidden, so Chaff opened his desk drawer.

"Look, it just arrived today."

Lulu picks and observes the brilliant silver color of Chaff's hand.

"Heh... this is sand and silver, huh? That's heavy."

After staring pleasantly, carefully return it to Chaff's palm.

"I heard Master Sola saw it, too, but he said something?

"No, nothing in particular"

As Chaff shook his head, Rhulu's thin lips arced.

Feeling something strange, Chaff frowns.

I don't see anything particularly wrong with Chaff's eyes, but maybe there's something only Llu, who was planted with knowledge by Sola, will notice.

But before Chaff asks, Rhulu returns his heel.

"If Sola doesn't say anything, we have nothing to say."

In a way that included, Rhulu left the room.