The morning after "Genghis Khan" was found, Animsfia announced the pet bill passed by Chaldea New Bank.
Any pet kept by a staff member will henceforth be given the status of an honorary member of Chaldea.
This was also the first change he made after coming to Chaldea.
Fufu and Genghis Khan were also honored as the first pets to officially receive honorary Chaldean membership.
"What if Chaldea in the future restores its original organization and each person keeps one or more pets?"
Roman's question came to Animusfia.
"As long as there are no problems now, let the future people worry about the future."
"No, if the human body repair is successful, this problem will become the first thing to be dealt with..."
"At least I'm satisfied that there are no problems now, Roman."
Animusfia irresponsibly put down her words and left.
"well....."
Roman rubbed his temples with a headache.
Although compared to the previous Olga Marie, Animusfia seems to be much more capable and feels more reliable.
But Olga Marie was also much more concerned about specific things in Chaldea.
Rather than a hands-off shopkeeper like Animusfia.
Presumably Chaldea will have a lot of troubles to deal with in the future.
...
But it doesn't have much to do with him.
Roman has decided to resign from Chaldea and enjoy a human life after everything is settled.
Let’s leave the future matters to the people of the future.
The destruction of humanity will be the last thing he, an old man, has to worry about for humanity.
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After a few days, no one in Chaldea continued to disappear, and no more sightings of the maze continued to appear.
It looks like everything is settled.
Fujimaru Ritsuka hid at the corner of the Chaldean corridor, sticking his head out and watching Animusfiya walk into his own room.
"Senior...Senior, is this really good?"
"Shh, Matthew, don't make a sound. The director can still hear what is going on outside at this time, and he will alert others!"
The girl lowered her voice and pushed Mashu's head back behind the corner.
Then she took out a notebook and started flipping through it.
"Senior, isn't this what Animusfia is good at?"
Mash vaguely remembered that Animusfia's notebook was the same as the notebook in his master's hand.
"Oh, this one, this one was given to me by the director. It's the same style as his one."
Fujimaru Ritsuka shook the book in his hand and said somewhat proudly.
"After all, senior can be considered his student."
In the magic world, as a teacher, it is normal to give gifts to students.
As long as it’s not a short sword named Azoth——————
"The director has returned to his room around 23:00 on average every day in the past few days, but by the time the director's room becomes completely quiet and the sound of steady breathing can be heard, it is often already ten minutes later.
Fujimaru Ritsuka concluded while looking at the notes.
"Senior, what on earth have you been doing these past few nights..."
"It's obvious, Director of Observation."
The girl opened the notebook uncovered and showed it to Matthew.
Not only is Animusfia's actions from morning to night this week densely recorded, it is even accurate to the second.
Compared with Animusfia's own handwriting, it is incomprehensible in another way.
Fujimaru Ritsuka looked up at the clock on the wall of Chaldea, then at his watch, and finally added in his notes:
"At 23:09:49, the director entered his room with a medium stride and a relaxed mood."
[Senior, it’s too scary! 】
Matthew couldn't help but think.
When did his senior start to become a stalker?
"Why do seniors want to observe the director?"
"Well, of course it's to find out the director's routine."
"Then why do you have to find out the routine of Director Animusfia...?"
With a "pop" sound, Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly closed the note in his hand.
"senior?"
"Ma Xiu, all the efforts I have made these days are for this moment."
Mashu looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka's plan, and she suddenly had a suspicion in her heart.
Combined with the explosive speeches made by seniors a few days ago——————
"Tomorrow, the director can remove the bandages and plasters and install the prosthetic limbs. If I want to attack him at night, tonight is the last chance for the director because he is unable to move."
It was indeed a night attack!
"Senior...wouldn't this be a little bad?"
"What are you talking about, Matthew. Isn't this an excellent opportunity to make the director aware of my charm?"
"I think even if you don't do this, senior, the director should have realized your charm..."
"No, Matthew, it's not enough just to recognize my charm. The director just treats me like a child. No matter how charming I am, he won't be tempted."
Fujimaru Ritsuka said, loosening her side ponytail and letting her short orange-red hair hang on her shoulders.
Then he checked the time again.
23:15:31.
"Okay! The plan begins!"
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Animusfia walked into her room, and the door slowly closed dividing the dark room from the bright corridor.
"ha---."
After letting out a long sigh, Animusfia lay on her bed.
Even though he basically left all the trivial matters to Roman, Animusfia still had a lot to deal with.
The impact of Leif's bomb on Chaldea goes beyond human losses.
Chaldea has lost almost all of her daily functions.
No wonder he was so convinced that Chaldea was unable to counterattack Goetia's plan to destroy humanity.
The clutter in the room has been going on for quite some time.
There was almost no place to stay except for the bed.
But Animusfia has neither the motivation nor the ability to tidy up her room.
Animusfia couldn't even turn on the lights in the room on her own.
Fortunately, Animusfia can remove the bandage and plaster tomorrow. Even if the prosthesis is not installed smoothly, he can still regain the mobility of one hand.
The days when I can't use my right hand are really painful.
After persisting for more than a week, Animusfiya reached her limit.
Don't get carried away, bad guys wearing yellow glasses.
But even if Animusfia regains her mobility, I'm afraid his room will not change much.
Animusfia will not use her extra energy to do meaningless things like tidying up her room.
What's the point if his room is as tidy as if no one lives in it?
Animusfia has long been accustomed to dark environments.
Even if the eyes cannot see, there are still ears.
He closed his eyes and listened quietly to the faint sound of wind and snow coming from outside Chaldea.
In order to hope to fall asleep as soon as possible and enter the dreamland.
Even if you can't hear with your ears, you still have the senses of touch, smell, and taste.
Even if all five senses are lost... Animusfia still has an unfettered and free mind.
Animusfia has long been used to the real darkness.
The dream slowly swallowed Animusfia's consciousness.
...
"Welcome to the Garan-no-do Office~"
As soon as he entered this unknown little room, he was welcomed.
The person who welcomed him was a lady who could be called a "beauty".
It was unimaginable that such a beauty would be a familiar acquaintance of the old man.
Her long orange-red hair was tied into a neat ponytail and hung behind her head. She was wearing a white shirt with a female white-collar style, and the slit on the front was unexpectedly bold.
Orange nail polish, orange earrings, orange necklace.
The bag randomly placed on the corner of the desk and the mug still steaming in her hand are also orange.
There was also an orange women's coat hanging on the hanger beside the door of the room.
I guess it's also the person in front of me.
orange man.
This was the first impression left on him by the owner of [Jialan Hall].
"I said, it's a bit rude to look at each other unabashedly when you first meet, isn't it?"
With a hint of teasing, she slightly pulled down the slit of her shirt.
Animusfia's eyes were inadvertently attracted by the other party's movements, and then his face turned red and he looked away calmly.
But it seems that it's too late.
"Hehehe, unexpected innocence, kid."
"Are you Miss Aozaki Orange?"
"Yeah, that's right."
Aozaki Orange stood up from his desk, leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window behind him, and elegantly took out a cigarette.
The afterglow of the setting sun reflected on her body like a layer of red gauze.
"If I guessed correctly, you must be that old guy's student. He contacted me, but I didn't expect that one day he would come to beg me."
The sound of a lighter was heard, Aozaki Orange took a deep breath of the cigarette, and then spit it out.
Smoke lingered before Animusfia's eyes.
"How good of a student does it take to be so popular with him?"
Aozaki Orange walked slowly in front of Animusfia, looking at him through the lenses.
"However, I roughly understand your problem."
"Do you have any idea?"
"You and your teacher probably came here for my doll body, right?"
"Exactly that."
"Well, changing your body might solve your problem, but——————"
"but.....?"
"It's not easy for me to customize a body for you. Even if you add that old guy's face, the price will be high."
Animusfia looked at the woman in front of her with some distress.
"I don't have much money, Miss Aosaki."
When the old man asked him to come here, he vowed that he had solved all the problems.
He just needs people to be where they are.
The topic of money may not be mentioned at all.
If she had known this, Animusfia should have stolen the manuscript that the old man's son wrote when he was in the second grade.
That person would take out that book and read it whenever he had free time.
He will also share it with his students.
When the person involved occasionally came to visit the elderly in the school, he was often publicly executed in front of him.
...
"Well, [a poor idiot with nothing but a slightly better brain], after all, that's what your teacher said about you."
"..."
"Well, don't be discouraged. This is already a pretty high praise from that old guy."
Aozaki Orange patted Animusfiya on the shoulder to express comfort.
"Is that okay?"
"It's somewhat of a complimentary rhetoric, isn't it? Ninety-nine percent of the people in this world are probably not qualified in his eyes."
"Then I'm really lucky."
"That's why I agreed to let you stay in [Jialan Hall] to work to offset the cost of the doll."
"Um?"
Animusfia expressed no knowledge of this.
"You'll be on call from morning to night, all year round, and I'll work for a year. Come on, I'm optimistic about you."
"this...?"
"No wages, boy."
Putting the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray and extinguishing it, Aozaki Orange leaned into Animusfia's ear.
"Welcome to the Hall of Garan~"
The beautiful scent that is unique to women circulates in Animusfia's nasal cavity.
His face was itchy under the stimulation of the long orange-red hair.
.....
Somewhat itchy.
The body is still a little heavy...
.......
A bit heavy....?
Animusfia slowly opened her eyes, and what came into view was a head of orange-red hair.
"Orange....Ms.?"
He was thinking subconsciously before he could fully recover from the dream.
The thoughts that then returned to his brain denied Animusfiya's subconscious conjecture.
The ketone body wrapped in tight colloid shows graceful curves, and under the slightly messy short hair is a child-like face.
"....Ritsuka?"
Animusfia began to suspect that she was still dreaming.
But the girl lying on top of him, breathing steadily, couldn't lie.
The slightly raised corners of her mouth showed that she was in a sweet dream.
What happened to make Ritsuka sleep on him?
Animusfia has no way of knowing.
But the girl’s outfit is really uncontrollable! ! !
