Magic Robot Aluminare

After the hangar, I came to the command facility lobby.

Even when I say lobby, there are a few chairs and a table, and later it's just an easy thing to have one woman sitting at a small reception.

Well, is Angus still here?

Why don't you ask the receptionist for now? Angus would stand out.

"Excuse me. May I have a word?

"Yes, what can I do for you?

The lady at the reception, she smiles brilliantly at me. But I know that smile is a crop! As soon as I turned my back, I had to get back to my true face in an instant!

"Not long ago, didn't a support-made child come? She's a blonde and she's a blue-eyed kid."

"Oh, you're the one who came to pick up the displaced. If that's the case, I'm still inside."

"Then I'll give you a moment."

"Yes."

Step away from the reception and sit in an empty seat.

What we need to think about in the future is the treatment of AIDS.

He himself seems to want to be with Angus, but being attached to Angus, who is moving around as a support maid, means always acting with us.

If so, you'll really be able to get close to the princess - and that's just not right. He is an assassin of an ex-enemy country, albeit an asylum seeker and cooperative, which cannot be said to be absolute.

"I wonder what's going on"

"Is that a problem? Tea, please."

Curiously, an earlier receptionist brought me some tea.

"Thank you. Yeah, I don't care if you take the kid from the asylum, I don't know how to use him. You can't freely take a child from an ex-enemy country."

"That's hard."

"Well, I'll think slowly"

"Good luck"

I put tea on my mouth as I watched the receptionist go back.

Hmm, it tastes pretty good.

Drinking tea, thinking straight, makes the upper floors noisy in Russia.

"So! I'm Eldo, and I'm yours! So give it up!

"It's okay, because even the three of us won't have a problem"

"Not so! I don't want to be alone!

With that said, it was Angus and Eis who came down the stairs. I wonder if there's an escort behind it, but it looks awesome. Well, would it be awkward if those conversations were kept going?

I rise from my seat and speak up.

"Angus."

"Mr. Eldo!

When Angus finds out what I look like, he flies at me with his eyes shining. And I held him on my hips like that.

Plus from behind it, Ace comes after him and hugs him on Angus' hips.

What is this...

"You guys mind turning around a little bit. Soldiers, you look so uncomfortable."

If I turn my gaze of pity to the soldiers, they are laughing bitterly.

"I'll be on guard from here for now, so you'll be fine."

"It helps. Thank you very much."

Copy that.

The soldiers ascend the stairs in a hospitable manner.

"Then we'll talk about the future, so we'll just move on. Can I have my room?

"Yeah."

"Follow me everywhere"

With their consent, we'll leave the lobby behind.

Come on, both of you, stay off your hips?

We came to the private room and we sat around the table.

This is a consultation about the future while picking the tea and treats that Angus prepared for us.

"Well, let's first clarify where we stand now. I am the captain of the Third Princess Guard of the First Kingsguard Armunale Battalion. So, Angus is that supportive maid."

"Yeah."

"As far as AIDS is concerned, the princess registered me as an exile, so the treatment at the base becomes an exile. However, it is also true that you have come to assassinate me, so some of the people who know the circumstances will have me under close surveillance. You're mainly my unit. You ready for this, too?

To my question, Ace answered no problem.

"Well, most importantly, it's Ace's job"

"Your sister's support"

"I wouldn't struggle if I could do that. I told you, we're the princess's Kingsguard. But Ace is a former emperor citizen. I just can't get close to the princess. Or basically, we can't get anywhere near important confidentiality."

So we can't even get as close as we can to the Armunale. Thanks to this, I won't be able to get close to most places, even if I try to get Anjou's support.

When that happens, in the end, Ace's wishes will not be fulfilled.

"Mmmm..."

Ace seems unhappy to hear that he can barely get close.

But there's nothing I can do about all this. If I could gain the trust while helping out somewhere for a few years, the restrictions would be lifted somewhat, but I guess I wouldn't even be able to do exactly what the princess ordered me to do right after my exile.

"So, Angus."

"What?"

"What is there that Ace seems to be able to do?

If Angus had actually put the blades together, I'd ask him if he might have any good ideas. Angus tilted his neck as he put his arms together and worried.

"Um, I have the strength. I haven't seen my ability as a support yet."

"Battle, treatment, housework, daughter-in-law, it's planted to be able to go all the way. I don't have a production yet, but if it's just knowledge, it's just the night."

"I guess I'll help you cook and wash for a while for now. I'll give it to the squad, but it's just too much to get to the hangar."

They're getting help from available support maids and cafeteria cooks now, but they have their own business, too.

So it means it would be helpful to have people around there to help.

Leaving the dishes to me leaves only a little anxiety, but if Angus is constantly eye-catching, he'll be fine.

"Okay, I'll leave it to Ace to support the area."

"Leave it to me."

"Is this what this is all about for now? Yeah, yeah, it's Ace's room."

"It's okay here"

"Because we're not okay. I've got a room for you, so sleep over there."

This is our private room.

"Grr, I can't help it. I hear what you say."

"Do that. Then I'll show you to your room."

"Please."

We get up and lead Ace to his room. Even so, because we're the watchmen, the room is right next to our room.

In size, I get the impression that it fits compactly, one turn smaller than our room, which is a two-person room.

"Here."

"Hmm."

When Ace enters the guided room, he goes to the window first. But there's no way to look outside, and I'm staring at the window frames and keys.

"What's up?

"I use a good key. This is the type of person who struggles to vacate"

"Oh, I know that! It's hard to open all the keys to the base."

"And the ceiling is made of a single plate. Raids and assassinations are also difficult to do. The walls of the room contain gravel, and the security is much tighter"

"Hehe, right, right"

For some reason Angus is proudly nodding, but why are you guys observing the room with such a noisy idea in the first place? All I've ever thought about is the view out the window and the comfort of the bed. Maybe we should do some more digging?

"Oh, Eldo, you don't have to worry! Because it's our job around here."

"Oh well."

If Angus says you don't have to worry about it, let's not worry about it. That sounds better, mental health.

"Well, we'll be back, but if you need anything, come easy."

"Okay. Sorry to bother you in the middle of the night."

"You don't have to come"

Why are you so aggressive at night?

"I'm going to ask you to help me make dinner tonight."

"Leave it to me."

Don and his chest-slapping ace drop us off, and we head back to our room.

Sit back on the bed and exhale. Ace may be harmless for sure, but he's kind of pretty tired.

Plus, I'm more aggressive at sneaking into bed. Normally, isn't this the side of the prisoners that sneaks in? Well, if you do that, Angus will kill you, and I'm not willing to.

"Angus if you say so."

"What?"

"Why did Ace sneak you into bed on your first day? If you noticed from outside the tent, that's how easy it was to figure it out, right?

"That's a little difficult. If there was any hostility, any harmfulness, any killing intentions, I'd notice right away that when I was snuck in, Ace didn't have that. It's hard to notice because people always have desires."

"Is there such a difference? But you've repelled a couple of night crawls, haven't you?

I remember you saying that.

"Those kids were a lust stripper. If you're just a paranoid drooling child lurking in the shade of a tree, you'll see."

What are you scared of?

But depending on the other person's consciousness, you change the distance you notice.

I mean, as far as listening, Angus is also getting pretty human apart.

"Eldo, what are you gonna do after this? I think it's time for dinner."

"I'm paperwork. I couldn't get enough time to keep fighting, so I'm accumulating a lot of stuff."

Fuel and armed application documents, as well as current registration of aircraft use and reports as monitors for AIDS. Other things, I have to look at the operational expenses of the squad, and I have to calculate expenses for the carriage or something that I used for this trip.

It is not the hard part of the captainship that you should only be manipulating Armunale.

"Oh well. So you want me to bring you some rice?

"Please."

"Maybe it'll be a little late because it'll be after we get it to everyone"

"I don't mind. Instead, please stand up."

If you're in the military, you don't have much chance of eating surprisingly prepared food. Most of them are eating from the ones that are made and placed in the Viking format.

Enough cooking for me.

"Leave it to me! Then you're coming!

"Whoa, there you go"

I dropped off Angus and put a pile of paperwork on my desk.

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Angus came with Ace in the base cafeteria. The kitchen.

It only covers the food of everyone on the base, and its size is quite wide, ensuring that dozens of people can afford to work at the same time.

Even now, half of them are fully used, and the prepared dishes are transported to the table for the Vikings one after the other.

"Well, what shall we do tonight?"

"What kind of things do you usually make?

"To the people in the hangar, I wonder if they can grab it with their hands and eat it, or how well they can sip it with a noodle system. A lot of people don't want to take the time."

If you want to spend enough time on meals, take some time on maintenance. There are many gatherings of people who say that in vegan terms to Armunale mechanics.

Therefore, ready-to-eat items such as sandwiches and burgers are more welcome than serving elaborate dishes.

In doing so, it's surprisingly difficult because you have to think about the nutrition of the mechanics and make a well-balanced dish.

"It was a sandwich yesterday, and is it a noodle today? But there are variations."

If it goes on for weeks, the food variations are getting really scarce.

When Angus was worried about something, Ace, who was looking around the kitchen, pulled the hem of Angus' clothes.

"Hmm?"

"If you're having trouble seasoning, you can make me an imperial-style one"

"Um, I thought about that, too, but I don't have the ingredients"

Kreutzl could have used it because the Empire's supplies were still there, but there was relatively little damage here and no supplies on the Empire's side. Because of this, it is difficult to season the Empire.

But Ace shakes his neck to the side.

"It's okay. Imperial style. There are as many substitutes as there are because it's not real."

Ace answered that as he looked at the shelves of seasonings.

"Shall I try that? I'm a little concerned about imperial style. What kind of dish do you cook?

"If you want something that's easy to hold, make it a roll. Bake the flour, skin it and roll the meat and vegetables"

"I see, you mean Treatier style."

Angus also knew the dish as knowledge. It just seemed like it would take a little longer than just stuck in bread, so I was estranged.

This time I have Ace, so I decide to ride Ace's opinion that there will be some time to look down.

"Can I take care of the spices? I want to make fabrics."

"Okay. Is it okay if I use it as I please?

"Yeah, I need your permission."

Essentially, support maids are free to use the ingredients in the dining room. Because they also make the hangar crew and then the mechanic's share, so I would appreciate it as a cook. Besides, even if they ask me which way to use this, I can't answer because not every cook knows everything.

So you're free to use everything, but don't waste it, okay?

And that's what I'm allowed to do.

"Okay."

While he chooses the spices he needs because Ace is a seasoning, Angus pulls the dough out of his knowledge and prepares the ingredients.

Even so, flour, salt, water and this is all. After that, just rub it together.

"All right!"

Roll up the sleeves of the clothes and start mixing the ingredients that match with your temper.

I picked a condiment there. Ace came back.

"This is all I need. Vegetables and meat later."

"Vegetables are basic raw, right? What do you do with the meat?

In some cases, Ace brought a block of pigs when asked if there should have been various variations, such as cooking and slicing as a block or sautéing hiccups.

"That's a lot of trouble. I don't have much time, and I'll just cut the blocks and bake them. Only Imperial Style"

"I see."

Where I can get out of my hand, I'm going to go ahead with a look that only imagines the imperial style.

When Angus' flour had become a lot of lumps, the bottom of the Eis side was all over.

"Sister, I'll help"

"Thank you. You use a lot of power."

"This one is also important. Like squashing from the top."

Jumping small with the piompion, Ace multiplies his weight and crushes the solidification, repeating it on top of each other.

"Ugh."

Angus looked at the other materials as he observed it.

The vegetables are cut into thin pieces and the meat is slightly thicker so that it feels teethy. And it was soaked in a sauce with seasonings. On closer inspection, the meat has been stabbed with a fork, which seems to make it easier to stick through its holes.

The cooking arm is also close to perfection. Very unlikely to be the job of an assassin.

"Why are you so good? Not the technology you need for your previous job, huh?

There are cooks around, so I ask with blur.

"Necessary, because I used to work as a maid. If you can't cook or sew, you can't hire me."

When approaching a subject over time, it is not possible to work in a museum without the skills of that hand. Instead, it means that if you excel, it will be that much easier to get close to the master of the museum.

"I see."

"Done. Bake this thinly. Then cook the meat too."

"Yeah, I'll do it, too."

Using a cotton swab, the two of us dilute and round the chopped dough. The frying pan is then heated and thoroughly set on fire one piece at a time and transferred to another plate.

It was just thin, the fire went right through and all the work was done.

"All you have to do is roll up."

"In the hall, there were some performances to complete in front of me, but what do we do?

"I guess it's extra for those guys. Let's finish it before we take it."

"Okay."

In about an hour all the work was completed and nearly a hundred rolls were completed.

"You have a surprising amount."

"Better than less"

"Right. Then let's take it."

Grab a plate of heavily served rolls and head to the hangar.

"It's dinner at night!

If you call from the entrance, Ooh Ritz and the others will get back to you. And soon the mechanics began to gather.

"Treatier, it's imperial-style food today!

To Angus's explanation, the mechanics intriguingly wrap the scroll around their hands. And I began to twirl with selflessness.

At the mercy of that, Angus gives a good thumbs up as he looks back towards Ace.

Ace exhaled small as a little relieved, grinning.

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"So, the understatement of this is that imperial-style thing?

I hear from Angus about cooking while I cheek the BBQ.

With a slightly spicy flavor, the dark flavor is appetizing. I'll want rice, but even regular bread tastes good enough. I was also a little concerned about the Treatier style, but they ran out of fabric, so I can't help it. I'll try it in the hangar next time.

"It tastes good, doesn't it? I could just make this kingdom condiment. Ace said it wasn't deep enough, but if you don't know the real deal, it doesn't matter."

"Right."

"This is going to do some other work really well, and I think it will blend in quickly. Maybe we'll be able to act together unexpectedly quickly."

"That won't help. You'll be away from base once in a while."

"Really?

"Yeah, looks like the princess wants to make sure the train progresses directly. So I'm going to head to Focklake once. Maybe a day trip or a day in the wild."

They seem to be stretching to this side to some extent, so if you just want to see the work, you can see it from here about half a day away.

"I guess I'll leave a message."

"Please, we have to keep an eye on Ace."

"I'll take care of it. Ace, you're honest, and you're going to be surprisingly close."

"Not without that fervent appeal."

I remember Jesus desperately wanting to come to our room and smiling bitterly, from outside the door, I said, "Ugh!?" I could hear a much cuter scream.

"What?

"Oh, I got caught"

"What!?

When Angus takes his seat, he opens the door to the room. There is the figure of Ace rolling down the hallway holding his eyes.

"This room is secure, so if you sneak in or overhear it, you just have to get close to the keyhole. That's why I made sure to blow out the water that dissolved the spices (a little spicy) when I served a little. Nice catch."

"Gusu, your sister is terrible."

Angus smiles back at Ace, who turns one eye bright red and looks up in tears.

"Peek, no. Absolutely"

"Not a peek. I just want your sister's warmth."

"Breaking and entering is a felony!

"Guru, I give up today"

"Give it up tomorrow."

I felt like I could see a drooping tail and ears, like a dog my owner couldn't play with, behind Ace as he went back to the room with Tobotobo.

This exchange, could it go on every day?