「Anyway. The best way is probably to talk to the person herself」
Onii-chan called out to the guard outside the room.
Noie’s vice-captain was apparently in the castle today.
『Probably drowning in a mountain of paperwork』 he laughed, but there was a similar mountain of documents on the desk behind him.
「Um? Isn’t there someone specialized in paperwork?」
「Yeah, there is…」
He scratched his head with a bitter expression.
「People who do politics and people who wage war… at the root, both want to 『make the country better』. But the methods are completely different. In the end, we don’t get along」
「So, they won’t lend you personnel?」
「If our work piles up too much and starts affecting them, they’ll help out. Normally, they ignore us」
「That’s inefficient」
「Can’t be helped. There are lines neither side will cross」
Watching him shrug with a weary sigh, I stood up and picked up a sheet of paper.
Rough quality, but solid paper. Official document.
The contents were…
「Basically expense-related」
「You can tell?」
Numbers and words I’d never seen before, but I somehow understood them.
Maybe the original Argusta was suited for politics.
And me now?
My job is turning my wife into a normal human level.
「From a quick look, there are quite a few mistakes」
「That pile over there is Mische’s work」
「So Noie-related?」
「Yeah. Noie is technically the captain of the anti-dragon strike team in the royal guard.
It’s practically a one-person unit, but she has two knights, one apprentice, and about twenty soldiers. Small group」
「I see」
I should ask her about her work later.
Though I might end up clutching my head regretting it.
Knock knock
「Excuse me. Knight Mische… here as summoned」
「You’re here, Mische. Straight to it, quite a few mistakes found in the documents you submitted. Fix them and resubmit」
「No way～! Paperwork is Frea’s job in the first place!」
「She won’t be back soon after cleaning up after Bajar Fortress. Besides, isn’t she living it up over there, free from work?」
「That pampered lady～」
Kicking the floor repeatedly, the person who entered was a very petite girl.
Yeah. 「Girl」 fits perfectly.
She looked like a middle schooler at most. Could probably still wear a randoseru if forced.
Her distinctive curly blue hair gave off a mischievous vibe. Chest looked flat, though.
「Let me introduce. This is Mische. And this is your boss’s husband」
「…Pleased to meet you, Prince Argusta. If you ever need horses, please come to my family」
「Nice to meet you」
The floor-kicking attitude vanished completely.
With a dazzling sales smile, she started pitching right away.
「Mische looks like that, but she’s 23 this year. A leftover」
「Alright, you shitty prince, step outside! Childhood friend or not, I won’t hold back!」
「You really don’t look the same age… And she’s super bold toward her boss’s boss, huh?」
「My apologies. When someone mentions my age, I tend to lose myself. Teehee」
「How about the leftover part?」
「Prince Argusta. I’m not a leftover. It’s just too early」
「You comfort yourself like that… but you’re just a pitiful person who’s been leftover forever」
「Step outside, you shitty boss!」
Yeah. One thing’s clear.
She really might not fear Noie.
But she’s definitely an idiot.
「On the very first day we meet… why are you looking at me with such pity?」
「It’s okay. You can live proudly even alone」
「Don’t talk like I’m doomed to be leftover! Soon a man on a white horse will…」
「Marrying the white horse might be faster, no?」
「Impossible! Something that thick going in would…」
She turned her back to us.
「One two three. About five, maybe? Five is impossible, right? Yeah, impossible. A fist is impossible」
She turned back around.
「It would tear」
「…What calculation were you doing with your own fingers?」
「It’s nothing. Don’t mind it. Girls have lots of secrets they can’t tell anyone」
Confirmed idiot.
She panicked under my gently warm gaze.
「Th-that’s right! In the first place, our captain getting married is absolutely wrong! She’s supposed to race down the single life highway with me at full speed! And yet she gets a royal… such a young prince! I’m sad!」
「That’s the kind of honest feeling that keeps you from being popular, you know?」
「Grrr～! Even if you’re my boss’s husband, I can’t forgive those words!」
She charged at me swinging both arms wildly. I held her head at arm’s length and endured until she stopped, out of breath.
「I’ll let you off with this for today」
「Well, you two seem to be getting along. I’m glad」
Where exactly does that look like getting along?
「So, Mische?」
「Yes?」
「There’s a complaint that you’re teaching Noie weird things」
「……」
First time I’ve seen someone’s eyes swim that hard.
She was even pursing her lips trying to whistle. No sound came out, though.
「Be more careful from now on. And recalculate those documents and resubmit」
「…Yes」
「Good. Dismissed. Back to your duties」
「Excuse me」
Hugging the documents to her chest, she left.
My brother covered his face with his hand, shoulders shaking with laughter, then looked at me.
「Fun girl, right?」
「She seems straightforward, at least」
Idiot, though.
「That’s exactly why she can stay near Noie. The scariest thing would be if someone gave her weird ideas and made her go out of control」
Given her personality… yeah, that worry is probably always there.
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