Demuir put his hands behind his head and legs on the desk, feeling bored. "Ah! I'm bored. It’s unfair that only Flam and Dano went on a business trip. I want to go to a vacation spot, too!” He grumbled.

I grinned. "You know the reason they were sent was their strength. If you went, you would just whine about it being hard work."

Certainly, it was envious that the two were sent to a maritime city with a reputation as a resort in the empire. I volunteered because I could do the manual labor without difficulty, but the two who were usually known to be strong were selected because they said the work required a lot of strength.

Demuir pouted. "That's too unfair. It's true, but that's still unfair! It’s still a famous vacation spot. Wouldn't it be nice when they rest?”

"They probably don't even have time to rest. So why don’t you put down your legs?" Fiona opened the office door and came in, smiled scarily, and pointed out with a low voice. 

Demuir flinched and straightened his posture. 

"Okay, I'll introduce you. He's someone who was assigned to our headquarters this time."

The young man, who followed Fiona, bowed politely and gracefully.

"Nice to meet...