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

Even so. Regardless of Eli and Yurier eating strangely, there is clearly something wrong with Sophia here these days.

There is certainly a reason to think so.

First of all, they don't make me coffee.

... Oh, no, I'm not making you use it.

It brews naturally from her even if this one doesn't say anything. I want this one. It approximates me at the perfect time.

But today... not even today, to be exact.

Shiitake.

Thanks to you, Eli, who is served every day when the time is out, has to sip the muddy water she's brewed.

... Oh no, you make coffee for me every day, I'm not going to give you a dictation that I don't know how old or new it is.

Reason number two. Work is slower than usual.

This one is easier to understand.

I spent more time looking at one document, and it was too late to move on to action.

Even when I talk to him, he asks me if I'm going to tell him or not, and I get a little confused.

Sophia called me "Mr. Little Riina Phenomenon" in her mind.

"Isn't that rude to Riina?

"I'm surprised Leona knows the word 'rude'"

"What do you mean!

That's why it's the Bureau of Development.

If this offensive operation is to be described as an experiment with new weapons, she must also be asked to participate in the operation.

It is also to provide quick and improved feedback on data in action, as well as instruction to mechanics unfamiliar with handling.

So I have to send Leona, or someone familiar with the new demon statue "Alstromeria" to the front... unfortunately this demon statue is almost Leona's solo development.

Leona has to go, that's why.

Regarding that, Leona gave me an OK in two replies.

Whether that's by the developer soul that "I want to see up close where Alstromeria is moving" though.

"So, you want to know if Sophia's been cold lately?

"Whatever the details, that's generally fine"

It's hard to do your job without a lot of conversation. As a supervisor, it is a problem that I want to solve as soon as possible.

So I asked Leona, who seemed to know something strange about Sophia.

"Why don't you ask him in person?

So, I regret it quickly.

"I'm in trouble because I can't hear you."

"So I have trouble coming to me. You're not supposed to know I'm Sophia!

Wouldn't you?

The frantic researcher spirit that arises from the burgeoning of IGAD Leona makes her lie easily.

Hence, the need arises for the military station officers who manage it to spot Leona's lies first.

So I know. Leona's lying!

"If you point that conjecture at Sophia too, you'll know about 10%, right?

"If I could do that, the struggle would be...... does that mean I don't know a dozen percent?

"What?"

No, no, no, I'm still observing this properly.

To such an extent as not to be suspicious.

That's why I'm asking Leona, "How can we make it up to you" by asking "How did Sophia hate you?"

"Hmm, five percent......"

Something was low.

Oh, you're so off? How far are complicated circumstances involved?

"I don't know anymore, Leona. Tell me."

Look, Leona's the same biological girl as Sophia, right?

I think maybe there's a part of it that goes through.

"You've been thinking so rude right now, haven't you?

"I don't know what you mean."

"Akira has a habit of moving her eyes to the left when she lies, so it's easy to understand."

What... you say?

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And let me apologize first, fellow child-loving feminists across the country.

We were to take Mr. Yayoi to the front line.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I can't say... But I really want to see..."

"Oh, it's fine. It's necessary."

The circumstances are the same as those of Leona.

We need to put experts on the front line because this is an operation that combines experiments with the new weapon "Tatibana". But it was Mr. Yayoi who designed Tatibana.

Her men, also the Missaca SS, are helpers and not technicians, so they are a little oblivious to that.

That's why Mr. Yayoi has to be sent out to the front line, too.

But if something happens to a young girl, it is. In a way, I have a bad dream if I don't pay more attention than His Majesty the Demon King.

"The station will do everything in its power to help Mr. Yayoi return to the Devil's City unharmed."

"... thanks"

Mr. Yayoi smiling is dazzling. And cute. I caress my head by accident.

"Phew..."

Mr. Yayoi's face when he is being stroked in the head is happiness itself.

How can I grow up to be such a good kid? Must be the result of my parents' education.

Personally, I'd like to go on about half an hour with this.

"Oi, Amy......"

I have to interrupt when I hear the dosty voice from behind that. SS, I'm really scared.

"Well, that's why. Detailed dates will be communicated later, but the operational decision date starts next week, that is, August 15th. The duration of the operation is expected to be about two weeks, but it probably won't. It could be longer, or vice versa."

"Mm, okay. I'll take over and stuff."

"Please."

Lori is able to do this without difficulty, even taking over the work in absentia. Competent cute yatter.

Phew.

Now the personnel to be heard have a point of view. And then you want the Wartime Medical Service and the convoy, and then you want the members who move with you from the Intelligence Service.

After the rest begins, how will there be deficiencies in the barracks?

Just as battle forces experiment with new weapons, so does the Station Bureau during the offensive.

Oh, man, I guess this is overtime again. Well, I'm used to it.

"... Akira, are you tired?

"Huh? Oh, no, that's not true. I can see Mr. Yayoi's face, so I'm fine."

Whoa, I can't believe the young lady's worried about me yet, either.

Livestock should not show their tired faces to their customers. Otherwise, my boss will scold me.

So I worked hard to make a smile,

"You're really tired... I said you were my brother and I'm not responding to anything..."

And I was seriously worried about Mr. Yayoi.

I didn't realize you called me brother.

I took an unconsciousness that I would be listening to it soon to enjoy it......!

"Are you sure you're okay?

"It's okay. Well, I'm tired, but you can sleep."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Really, really?

"Really, really, it's okay."

After that, it was confirmed many times by Mr. Yayoi. Is it that bad?

"Anything wrong?

"Well, nothing in particular,"

I tried to say something about Mr. Sophia, but I stopped.

If I say any more, I'll make Mr. Yayoi worry. Either that or you're more worried about Mr. Yayoi.

"... don't push me"

"Of course."

Well, that being said...

"Worry, Akira, because your brother seems to have a habit of touching his neck when he tries to mislead something..."

What... so...?

Is that a deja vu?

"Well, let's promise"

"Okay, promise. Yukirihan."

That's what Mr. Yayoi has been offering his right pinky. I get my little finger tangled up in it, too.

I keep my promises.

But you don't have to, I'm a little impotent.