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

Demon King Army Station Bureau, July 20, 1699

Summer is the season.

The Devil's Capital Growth Stadt, a cooler climate than Japan, is also getting hotter.

Me, Mr. Sophia, and other demon warriors have just started wearing summer uniforms.

There was another hardship for the station to procure this summer's clothes, too, but that's, well, good now.

"Mr. Sophia."

"What is it, Master Akira?

"... what's so good about me?

……………………

After plenty of thirty seconds.

"Um, why did you do that all of a sudden?

Apparently, he didn't.

Quite a snag.

"No, Miina's homework..."

"Oh, the example whorehouse."

Is it because you felt Sophia's tail was a little tight when you said that?

I'm still angry...... scared.

"I'm not angry about anything else. I was just wondering."

"Think again...... well no. Don't worry, there's no particular reason."

Even so, is there anything good about it for me?

No, it's nothing but that I'm not a big person because I'm familiar with it, but, you know, you want something?

"It's difficult."

And, Mr. Yurier.

"Difficult, what is it?"

"Oh, never mind"

Even if they told you not to care, it was definitely the way they told you to care now, wasn't it?

"No, I want to tell you too, you're wasting your life."

"Why is Mr. Yurier about to be killed?"

"There's a lot going on."

If you have a lot of things to do... what choice do you have?

I don't know what everyone's thinking lately.

Especially if someone did something special or had a fight or something like that hasn't happened.

But for some reason, I feel the distance.

"I wonder if I've done something wrong," but I don't know which one is the main cause of too many thoughts.

Especially in relation to Mr Sofia.

The construction of the War Dead Cemetery. That you started a big project on your own?

That you took Mr. Sophia's money in the New Weapons Trial?

Speaking of work, have you ever walked into or out of a whorehouse on your own?

Or did you just shut up and work overtime again because you couldn't handle the case you were told to "clean it up early"?

No, this shouldn't be out yet. Plus I only have three hours of rust left, so no problem.

"Hmmm...... I don't know"

"What is it?

I seem to have gotten too worried and put it to words.

You didn't say anything about rust residue, did you? I don't think it would be okay if I said it because I wouldn't hear it in such a worrying voice.

Let's just say the right thing.

"No, you agreed in the reflection after Operation Perseus that 'surplus supplies are better used as a spare'"

"Oh, there you are."

His Majesty the Demon King Hell Arche, Operation Rescue, commonly known as "Operation Perseus".

Much insight was gained in the first large-scale operation experienced by the Barracks Bureau.

One of them is the importance of "spare supplies".

That by being able to afford it, the combat forces are quite free to move.

Ideally, the "perfect prize without change" is ideal for a soldier's station, but if he can't afford it, he falls into the anxiety of what the battle forces will do when they say they have to.

Spare is important.

Food, equipment, demonic stones, inspection equipment, repair parts and various other spare parts shall be secured.

"So I tried to secure a spare at one point... and it turned into a brilliant cache of things."

"I see."

My trivial experimental results were sent from the front line.

I'm glad I kept the spare, but it doesn't work at all as a result of too much opportunity to use it.

When I say "use it from the old" I mean "not so much stuff in the first place" is inevitable.

Especially the parts.

The "Alstromeria" and "Tatibana" component scores for new weapons are still good because they are low, but existing weapons are not necessarily.

There is a wide variety of weapons on the front line, and there is a wide variety of components in it.

Of course I didn't send it helplessly.

I sent you a focused part that I thought you'd use a lot. Well, the results are as you can see.

"Can you show me some amazing material, too?

"Go ahead," gestures Mr. Sophia, as there is absolutely no need to hide it from him.

but what Mr. Sophia thought, instead of taking it in his hand and looking at the material, he has seen it in such a way as to peek into it from my side.

Well, as a result, naturally, the slightly hot air in this world with short sleeves and no air conditioning in summer clothes creates sweat, plus Mr. Sophia's chest is a little on his face. I don't know what that is.

Shit.

So much so that my vocabulary turns out to be a shame.

"Hmm. You still don't have much information. Existing weapons will soon be replaced, but Alstromeria and Tatibana will have to gather information on which parts are in high demand."

"Right. Let's talk about statistics…"

But before I do, I want you to do something about this posture.

No matter how much you say that part of Mr. Sophia isn't big, you say no, which is why it sucks.

"Dear Akira? Can I help you?

"No, um, I haven't had time to sleep lately, and I'm sleepy and sleepy."

I excused myself before I found out. It's true that you're sleepy, but it's more dangerous to find out than the fact that you're sleepy.

"Maybe you stayed on your own again?

"Shit. We found out."

"Over here......? Um, are you still hiding something!?"

Oh, what shall I do? Drowsiness is taking away the ability to think. Me!

Certainly there was talk of "fatigue is the same state as drunkenness" and "11 times more likely to make mistakes when chased by time" on some of the shows I saw in Japan.

That's exactly why I'm in that state now.

To say that I made the wrong brain choice in my conversation with Mr. Sophia.

"Totally, I told you to stop."

"Excuse me. Excuse me. I had a job I wanted to finish."

"Why don't we just extend it to the next day?"

No, if I do that, my client gets angry, and my boss gets scared before then, and I rate it down, and you say I have to work a little overtime to live?

"Dear Akira, at this time, I say..."

When Mr. Sophia raised her finger and nearly opened her mouth to preach to me.

"Director, are you there?

Eli, who was out for use, came back to the station station.

Fortunately, I think we should take control of Sophia's sermon with our hands and listen to Eli.

That made Mr. Sophia a slightly irritated.

"What's wrong?

"Yes, Your Majesty wants to see Akira."

Nice timing!

"I see. When?

"I'll do it as soon as I can, but if you're busy -"

"Oh, no, it's okay. I'll be right there."

All right, all right.

There will be no one here to stop you from meeting His Majesty the Demon King.

"That's why you're away, Mr. Sophia."

"... Yes"

Her face, which I thought would make her grumpy, was unexpectedly soggy.

I also thought I'd ask you why you give me that look, but it's going to be a hassle and His Majesty's requirements are a priority. I've decided to go soon. I have to go soon.

As you exit the barracks station and close the door,

"It's difficult..."

a voice;

"Ha..."

I heard a sigh of