I Become a Staff Officer in the Demon Army, but I Can Only Do Office Work!

"... it's hard to wait"

Though busy, the bureau office of the barracks (navel) bureau without Mr. Sophia, Mr. Juliet, Mr. Eli, His Majesty or Leona was not to be called lively.

- Well, I don't need Leona. May flies and doors will be broken.

But even though I can't help it situationally, heavy air interferes with my job.

"Mr. Director!

That's when my executive desk talked.

Amazing demon king army, is there also an executive plane type creature?

"Hey Chief, are you listening!?"

but when I looked closely, it was different.

"Hmm? Oh, what is it, Mr. Yurier?"

"What are you talking about?!?"

It was too small to see Mr. Yurier's figure hidden in his desk and deposited paperwork and books, I couldn't say to the boulder.

I would probably die if I told you.

"Oh, excuse me. It's a joke. More than that, what's wrong?

"Sign this paperwork for me! It's a pledge to pay the price!

"Oh, yes, yes. Can I sign this... well, no. - Is this okay?

"Yes. Both. And one more thing, okay?

"What?

"Mr. Director, you like Sophia, don't you?

…………

"... I'll get more work, won't I?

"Stop it! How could that happen!

"No, because I suddenly say something weird."

It was too abrupt for me to catch up on my thoughts, so I'll just throw Mr. Yurier a round of work.

"Because, think about it. It's hard to wait, isn't it? A maiden in love!

"So why do you 'like Mr. Sophia'?

"No, in the circumstances, right?

"Written strange, isn't it?

I like Mr. Sophia because I'm a maiden who says it's hard to wait.

The first and second half aren't connected, are they?

Mr. Yurier does a good job, but it is flawed in the balls to make weird remarks occasionally.

"So you don't like it?

"Why does that happen? You didn't tell me you liked or disliked me the first time, did you?

"Then why did you say something like a maiden in love! It's hard to understand!?"

I have trouble getting cleaned up there.

"That deep...... deep? Doesn't make sense, does it? It's simply that the barracks unit can only 'wait.'"

It is always the job of the barracks to wait for results.

Even if you plan, prepare, gather the necessary munitions, and do the perfect job on paper, the final stuffing is combat unit work.

Even if I suggest a cure and tell you where the cure is, at the end of the day it's up to the medical team to do their job.

It is their prerogative to be able to hand over successes and effects with their own hands.

But when they fail, there are often some sort of military station failures.

"All we can do is wish the operation success. And wishing Mr. Sophia and the others well. That's all."

"I don't know!

"Listen, that's it."

Stupid. I'm not sure if I'm smart enough. It's a halfling.

A while later, a communications magic prop rang.

Upon receipt, the video that appeared was commanding the barracks on the front line until earlier... and now it was Sophia wearing another piece of clothing for the patient.

"I'll report."

Her appearance trying to explain the situation at her usual rate was somewhere uncomfortable.

I don't know what to say, but I thought deeply that something terrible might have happened.

But...

"- Combat troops rescue His Majesty Hel Arche. After an immediate evacuation to Memento Rear Hospital, death was spared thanks to the proper treatment of the Wartime Medical Service '

I knew immediately who the discomfort was.

- Your Majesty, you're safe!

Mr. Sophia was crying.

Her benefactor found out she was safe, and she cried a lot of joy reporting it.

Regardless, I was glad and relieved.

Good, that.

According to a report from the Command, the operation has already moved to the final phase.

The final stage is the operation of the Leona frenzy of letting the demonic statues put into this operation, from the point of view of confidentiality, deal with suicide bombings in tandem with the positive motion supporting the retreat.

It is named "Unmanned Native Demon Bomb".

All right, it's music for the weather. And trumpet players die of lack of acid.

I was also freaked out by the boulder when Mr. Downish asked me to order a demon stone for suicide bombing in the seat of the ops conference. But I knew right away that it was necessary.

It was a great opportunity to dispose of inventory of statues and stones that were packed in the warehouse at once!

Well, let's give Leona an extra budget later to cloud her tea.

"Very good. Mr. Sophia, if your body heals too, please come back here and report back. But at this time, think of it as a vacation and take your time."

'Yes, I'm in awe. Then -'

Sophia, who was blushing red-eyed, gave a beautiful salute before cutting the correspondence

"Hey, Sophia! Let me talk to Akira, too! 'Cause it was tough!

I couldn't. It makes me laugh a little bit at the sight of how tiny it is.

'What are you talking about! We're still busy! Step aside!

"No, no, no, no! I had a rough time this time! All of a sudden, the impotence says," Attack the human army and secure Pam, "and when I come to the hospital, I say," Hey, Leona, let your majesty suck clean air with air purifying magic, "which is weird!

No, there's no artificial respirator, so there's no choice. I have just the right replacement in the right place.

"But thanks to that, His Majesty was saved. Thank you, Leona. Thanks to you."

'You're welcome! Hmm, it's a barracks station. Why, so prestigious, but ultimately, I knew you'd have to be without me - and not!

Shit, didn't you get a good talk?

"What? That operation! Give me back my beloved demon statue!

"Good for you, Leona. We've got a new demon statue research budget coming down."

"True!? Then we have to go back and study it! Prototype Improvements A new model of the Armored Combat Transport Demon Statue is waiting for me!

Hey wait, I just heard a disturbing word!?

"Mr. Calzette! Come on, man! You are also told to rest in peace because of excessive use of magic, so please be a little adult!

"Er..."

"Uh. It's not, no more! - Dear Akira, I showed you an ugly place. Now I'm really sorry!

That's what Mr. Sophia hastily cut off his communication.

... kind of soothing I don't think I'm at war.

"Mr. Director, you looked good, didn't you?

And Mr. Yurier, who was listening to the whole thing, said something like that.

"Naturally. The operation went well and His Majesty is safe. It's natural to smile."

No, no, no, no, no.

Mr. Yurier said, "Do I have to tell you?" He scratched his head with a grunt and decided to say scattered stray quotes, what he thought.

"Chief, you had the best smile when you found out 'Sophia's coming back', didn't you?

"........................... Well, I don't know why. I'm one of the longest dating people in this world"

"That's not it..."

"Are we talking about likes or dislikes again?

"Sorry! Even I'm a girl! You want to talk about love!

Unsurprisingly, it seemed that it was Mr. Yurier who was the maiden.

I thought Mr. Yurier was a little tall Lori, but he's an ole kid, sloppy, male winner goes hand in hand, and he feels like he's in some kind of conversation with a kid boy.

... Some girls were troublesome.

"Yes, sir. I love Mr. Sophia. Shall we get to work, Mr. Juliet?"

"How could that happen! I mean, if you're done with the operation, you're not working!?"

"What are you talking about? The operation is almost over, so there's more."

Allocation of wagons and transportable demonic statues necessary for evacuation of wounded and pulled up supplies, calculation of condolences to war dead and special salaries for operational participants, replenishment for repair of equipment damaged in combat, etc.

I don't have time for the barracks.

Probably not free when the war is over is the job of soldier stations.

"I mean, Mr. Director. Was that a lie? Is that true?

"Well, which one is it?... so, as a punishment for saying weird things, please increase Yurier's assignment of work and make sure you clean it up."

"Tyranny. Ahhh!

Uh, Mr. Sophia, I wonder if you'll be home soon.