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Unified Years, 1914, a region of Königsberg, The Obsidian Round table, main office.

"With this," I furiously sign the document, then throwing into the top of the stack, "It's over," releasing a sigh, I slumped to my chair.

A week of labor, slaving away inside the office, finally over. I would roll over the rug, jumping on the chair to announce how happy I am, if I could. I look at the Freesia next to me, giving her stink eyes.

"What is it, Kommandant?" She tilted her head.

"Hmm, nothing."

"Right," She sighed, before clapping her hands, "Congratulations Kommandant."

"Hmph, Praise me more."

"Right, right," Without a warning, I jumped slightly over my seat.

"Emp…It's not bad, actually." She ruffled my hair, giggling at my antics.

Treated as I was a child, it's not that bad. Hmmm, now I realized it, Becoming a child once more isn't an everyday thing to happen. I was too focused on securing my place in this chaotic time. Enjoying it slightly is fine right?

Too stressed isn't a good thing either, a necessary break is needed. How I could implement these inside the base if I couldn't follow it myself. Now you mention it, I wonder where's my chocolate stash was?

"Where're you going, Kommandant?" She's too engrossed over patting my head, I jumped off my seat to a painting behind the couch.

Fumbling behind the frame slightly, a humming sound could be heard coming from behind it. Then the painting automatically moves to the side, revealing a concealed metal locker.

"Hmm, the number, the number is…" I put the numeric code on its security, as I spun the handle, "Eh?" Shock over my face, the chocolate…the chocolate is gone…why…my premium…my precious…

"Ahaha, I'm sorry. I forgot to put the chocolate back after confiscating it in case you were slacking away?" Freesia with a sweat rubbed her cheek.

"How am I slacking away, when you slaving me away inside that chair for a week, you slavecretary!?" I pointed at her, I thought I was on a verge cry. Ugh, this is beyond of Bullying.

Chocolate is life, chocolate is love, it is my lifeline.

And other points, how she is even discovered the secret stash! Even in case, she discovered it, how she knows the code? Secretary is scary, they're overpowered.

I should discover biometrics recognition security technology early. Nothing can be hidden from a nagging woman.

"Kommandant, please, don't cry! I keep it in the other room, so please calm down, yeah?"

"No," Putting my best effort to pout, I turned my face away from her.

"Then you can request one thing from me." She tried her best to convince me, placing her hand on my shoulder.

"Anything?" I looked hopefully at her.

She nodded at me, "Yes, anything."

"Then, a lap pillow."

Freesia instead with a red marred face I was hoping, she tilted her head instead, "Just that?"

"What's with that bewildered face, what do you take me for, a perverted brat or perhaps you were expecting something!?"

"No, of course not, it just that, you seem to enjoy that kind of activity…" She fumbled on her words. I wonder what she was imagining.

Was it about that time Observer almost seduced me, like hell I could refuse the beauty of a woman as high as her caliber. I may be a brat outside, but I am a proper, and gentleman inside with occasional brat hormone mixed in, not my fault though.

"Whatever, just give me the lap pillow."

"Ri-right," Freesia sat on the couch, as she dusted her thigh like it was dirty or something. There's no stain, only pureness in girl lap, be it coaxed in the dirt, or grimes, they shall remain pure.

"Is it all right Kommandant, mine is not particularly endowed."

"It's fine, just let me enjoy it," I said, as I put my head between her heavenly pillow.

The elasticity is more than I expected, her faint smell of sweat mixed in with her sweet odor just right. I commend her thigh, as expected of a personification of a ship from the amalgamation of human wisdom.

As I thought, Human wisdom is amazing, they contain every man and woman romance. I wonder if I could build a girl mecha or robot with it.

And then drowsiness fell upon me, as freesia hummed a melody, we were drowning in the calm atmosphere only broken by a loud knock coming from the door, fuck my life, could I just enjoy it for an hour or two!?

*Knock* *Knock*

"Please forgive my intrusion, Major…" Violet came right in, though her face betrayed the jealousy she felt inside as she stared at Freesia.

"What is it, Violet." Kuh, if they send someone instead of violet, they have earned a bullet between their balls for disrupting my happy time.

Violet has been experiencing various emotions she didn't notice before since Freesia summoning. Though it was a good thing, I don't want her to be a mere emotionless doll following through my shadows.

She broke off her stupor, "Ah, no. Major, we have a visit from the General Staff."

"A visit? May I know the name."

"It's Lieutenant Colonel Rerugen, He's been waiting in the lobby."

Now, what's the General Staff wanted from me, is it an inspection or he was being appointed as a messenger, either way, something in importance must be happening.

"Invite him in."

"Yes." She headed towards the door, leaving us alone inside the office.

"Freesia, vacate the room. And tell the custodian to prepares coffee for us."

"Ja Wohl."