Blue Files, there are 100 days left until Mr. disappears

"Letting this guy direct the operation...is really unsettling."

Miyako whispered.

At the end of that battle, Yuka was in the command center and witnessed the reconnaissance plane driven by her husband crash into a ball of fire. Her body immediately collapsed and she fell into an incapacitated state that was unable to move. She was no different from a vegetative state. .

Even though her husband later returned to her intact, her spirit did not recover immediately.

Gongzi once participated in treating her, but neither verbal guidance nor hypnotherapy had very good results.

She considers herself different from those pampered and complacent nerds of thousands of years.

Although Miyako admitted that she was a little dependent on her husband.

But it should not be as exaggerated as Yuka.

"Miyako-san, it seems to me that you are about to fall."

The smile on the corner of his mouth froze as soon as it was raised.

Miyako's face turned slightly red when the central matter was suddenly mentioned, and she hurriedly turned her head to look.

But it was Hifumi who was preparing the propulsion system.

Rifumei's image is very different from when she was a student at Holy Trinity.

This girl who claimed to be an ordinary girl still had a gentle look in her pale golden eyes, but there was already a bit of a cold and cruel look between her eyebrows, like the deep haze that enveloped the sun.

"Falled? Me? Are you kidding me?"

Miyako immediately put on a cold, businesslike face and replied in a calm tone:

"I respect my husband's knowledge, and I have benefited a lot from getting along with him. But this is just a friendship between comrades and teachers and students, not a liking for him."

Hifumi blinked.

She looked at Yuexue Gongzi, who had a serious face, and couldn't help but laugh:

"If only what you said was true."

"what do you mean!?"

Yuexue Gongzi asked angrily.

Hifumi shook her head, a bit of sadness flashed in her eyes, but the corners of her mouth raised:

"It's nothing. I just want to say that the degree of 'sir's poisoning' is much worse for me than for you."

"However, right now we should focus on the mission. The mission comes first after all, and you don't want to let that man down, right? Miyako-san?"

This answer choked Yuexue Gongzi.She could only nod honestly.

She knew that the current situation in Kivotos, instead of getting better with the end of the war, had become more complicated and confusing.

As the representative of Millennium, Tiaoyue Liyin seems to have reached an agreement with Holy Trinity.

Specifically, the Millennium Academy will provide a variety of support including funds, trade, engineering, and arms to Holy Trinity, which is in desperate need of development.

With thousands of years of funding and technology, Holy Trinity will recover from the losses of war at an extremely fast rate.

In the current absence of Mr., the two major campuses have joined forces, and with the internal support of the Federal Student Union, they already have the strength to reshape the order of Kivotos.

Rumor has it that Tiaoyue Liyin is a more disobedient loner than the Federal Student Union.

If such a person was allowed to take charge of Kivotos, Yuexue Miyako could not imagine how many cruel things she would do under her orders.

Fortunately, they are on the side of 'justice'.

Yuexue Gongzi feels very lucky to have met a mentor like her husband.

However, being on the side of 'justice' does not mean that victory is guaranteed.

After fighting until now, she was mentally tired.

She didn't know how many more crises she would have to go through before Kivotos could regain peace again.

She just firmly believed that as long as she followed her husband, peace could be restored to Kivotos.

It's not out of scientific or tactical rationalization, it's just the blind trust that soldiers have in their commanders and that children have in their parents.

Not quite correct, but enough for the current situation.

Chapter 054: Day 047·Military Dockyard②

Miyako and the others were not the only place in the dock that was filled with the smell of engine oil.

Although it was just a low-risk reconnaissance mission, in the combat instructions, Mr. actually arranged two teams for this operation——

The captains of the first team are Miyako and Hifumi.

Both of them have considerable experience in actual combat command. They have been on the battlefield for a long time under the age of 18, and their personalities are relatively plain and stable.

As the most trusted students of their teachers, they shoulder the arduous task of pioneering the way.

The hopes and eyes of many people are focused on them.

Fortunately, both of them are children who have experienced big scenes, so they will not be overwhelmed by the pressure of heavy expectations.

The cooperation between the two cannot be called close, but at least they can do it without holding each other back.

The situation of the second team is not as harmonious as that of Miyako and the others.

……

"Hmm...what's going on? Since arriving at Odyssey Academy, I haven't touched a fish for a long time..."

On the dock where the waves are constantly crashing, Gehenna's former tank commander, Zao Iroha-san, is stretching her arms and doing stretching exercises that she is not good at.

As for why he was the 'former' tank commander...it was naturally because Toramaru had already died in the battle.

Her crew had all successfully escaped and were not engulfed in the flames of Toramaru's explosion. It was a blessing in misfortune.

But with the death of Toramaru, Gehenna is currently focusing on ocean warfare and has no plans to piece together an armored force.

Therefore, her crew, according to her husband's "high emotional intelligence", can be regarded as an example of professional and technical talents being successfully transported into society.

Referred to as unemployment.

The cute little Ibuki in her crew who is always full of energy is currently staying in Iroha's dormitory.

I was eating potato chips and watching a magical girl show, and I almost felt moldy lying on the sofa.

No matter how lively and cute a child is, he will always have a gloomy air about him if he stays home for a long time.

Ibuki is like this now. Except when watching animations, her brows rarely relax, and she unconsciously utters complaining sentences:

"so boring……"

"Where are Makoto-senpai and Satsuki-senpai? Huh? I don't have time to take them with me? What should I do... They won't be bullied by the bad guys of Holy Trinity, right?"

"Wow, woohoo..."

As he spoke, tears started to well up in the eyes of little crybaby Ibuki again.

Iroha could only touch her head to comfort her.

I learned this trick from my husband, and it works to some extent.

As Ibuki's senior, Iroha showed the unique tenacity of middle-level personnel and took care of Ibuki's food and daily life while working hard.

The price is her fishing time, which is almost as meager as Lay's potato chips.

Iroha even felt that she was like a single mother in a bloody TV series. She was tortured by her work when she went to work, and she was tortured by her children when she came home.

If this continues, sooner or later her hairline will fall like Yuzu Hanaoka from Millennium Academy.

"Ugh……"

Tying her fluffy and curly red hair into a high ponytail, Iroha closed her eyes and sighed.

It's not that I can't ask my husband to help me and share some of Iroha's work.

With his good-natured character, as long as Iroha opens his mouth, he will definitely be quite willing to help.

However, when I thought about my husband's increasingly slimmer appearance and the mountains of documents on his desk, Irobo thought about it and was still embarrassed to speak.

"A heartless guy doesn't even know how to go home and see his children..."

Iroha complained with a complicated expression, a faint blush appearing on his face.

But thinking of my husband's current physical condition, the blush quickly faded away, leaving only a resigned sigh.

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

Hearing Iroha's muttering, the furry wolf ears on Shiroko's head next to her immediately moved.

After realizing that something was wrong, Iroha quickly averted his gaze.

But Sandarang Baizi's cute little face with no expression immediately stood in front of Iroha.

"Child, yes, what's going on?"

Sand Wolf Baizi stared at her, as if trying to dig out the answer from her face with his eyes.

Iroha, who knew he had made a mistake, slapped himself on the forehead and said in a low voice:

"I'm really going to cause trouble for myself..."

Looking for Sand Lang Baizi, a guy with an expressionless face and obviously "protecting food", as a teammate, every emotion related to the teacher has to be read and understood by her.

But now is obviously not the time for internal strife.

Iroha patted Shiroko's arm gently and forced out a lazy smile:

"Don't worry, I'm not trying to steal the teacher from you - it's just that a cute but troublesome junior is staying at home and can't help but think of me as my husband's child."

After saying this, Iroha felt his cheeks burning.

But she really had no choice. Faced with a guy like Sand Wolf Baizi who couldn't tell what he was thinking, being honest and honest was always the best communication option.

"That's it."

Sand Wolf Baizi nodded obediently.

Then, she looked at Iroha with a look that was almost pity,

"It turns out that Iroha-san is a delusional idiot with a paranoid attitude towards Mr. Hmm. How pitiful. I will give you my collection of Mr.'s underwear to smell some other time."

"Are you qualified to say that to me...!"

Iroha became so angry that he struck Bai Zi on the head with a sword that was neither light nor heavy.

With Sandarang Shiroko's behavior, I'm afraid Iroha will be pissed off by her before she even sets out.

However, thanks to the serious and expressionless behavior of Shiroko, a big live treasure, the worry in Iroha's heart has been alleviated a lot.

Chapter 054: Day 047·Military Dockyard ③

There are many things in this world that sound scary, but when you get used to it, it feels that way.

For example, military operations.

People who have not experienced war may have many romantic, terrifying and unrealistic imaginations about it:

Rains of bullets, thundering cannons, desperate charges, games on the sand table, and the pleasure or helplessness of treating a large number of lives as numbers...

If you want to start a war, promote the romance of battle; if you want to end a war, promote the cruelty of the battlefield.

People always choose what they want to see, and that's certainly not a bad thing.If ignorance and arrogance were punished, no one would live on the earth long ago.

But those who have experienced it may not think so.

The children of Kivotos grew up with the sound of gunfire.

For them, the early alarm bell is often the sound of a gunshot piercing the darkness.

They are more accustomed to using ammunition rather than words to resolve disputes.When magazines are more common than stationery, violence becomes path dependent.

They don't think there's anything wrong with shooting each other if they disagree, because the gene of violence has long been rooted in the culture of Kivotos.

Children who grow up in this environment no longer have the slightest excitement about combat operations.

——That’s not fundamentally different from going out to a dessert shop.

"click, click"