Kanata seems to have an essential nutrient.
Well, I accept Kotomi-san’s invitation, but there’s still quite a bit of time until the promised 11:00 PM.
Maybe I’ll go see Lilith. She must be lonely by now.
That’s a lie. *I’m* the lonely one. I haven’t seen her in a while, and I’m already running low on Lilith.
To me, Lilith is a more vital nutrient than iron or salt.
I took a shower, changed, and headed to the penthouse on the top floor.
When I informed the female concierge at the penthouse of my business, she let me in without any trouble.
“Hello! I’m from the Child Welfare Center. We received a report of child abuse occurring here and have come to investigate.”
“Nya~! Warrant Officer!”
Lilith, hearing my voice, opened the door from the inner room and dashed out with cat ears sprouting.
She’s certainly fond of me, Marika-san.
I picked up the cat-eared Lilith and doted on her, stroking her.
The Commander emerged from the same door, cigarette in mouth and dressed in a business suit, and sighed.
“Kanata and Lilith, how lonely can you two be? There’s a limit to codependency.”
Lilith, in my arms, protested with her hair bristling.
“I tour group companies during the day, deal with documents and cans at night, and order room service for meals. This is hardly a good environment for child abuse!”
She’s been living like a manga artist before a deadline, so of course she’s stressed.
“Alright, alright. Go out with Kanata for some tea. We’ll continue this tomorrow.”
“No, I just came here because I wanted to drink the coffee Lilith makes. Lilith, can you make it?”
“Of course. I’m the only one who knows your favorite blend recipe, Warrant Officer.”
“…Kanata really looks like he might marry Lilith when she turns sixteen.”
If she lives that long, it seems quite possible.
With the Commander’s permission, I decided to have a coffee break by the Poolside.
Lilith and I enjoyed the raw chocolate with our coffee while chatting about recent events.
What I enjoy most is the trivial conversations I have with Lilith.
Between our exchanges, I sipped Lilith’s Original blend coffee.
Mmm, Lilith’s blended coffee really suits my taste the best.
“The coffee at this hotel’s cafe is delicious, but your coffee is still the best, Lilith.”
“My love is blended in too, so of course it is.”
It’s a deep, bitter, and rich coffee, but is the secret to its richness the blend of Lilith’s love?
Hm? There’s a pamphlet on the table.
…Eternal Corporation? I wonder what kind of company it is.
“Oh, that? The Mido Group is also entering the Cold Sleep business.”
“I know they’ve developed Cold Sleep technology, but is that really a business?”
“Of course it is. For example, people with incurable diseases who currently have no treatment.”
“I see. But isn’t that a niche market?”
“The main customer base is Rich Person who want to live in peaceful times. Contracts to wake them up after this war ends are already flooding in.”
“…Since Rich Person are usually also those with power, they should make an effort to end this war themselves.”
Lilith wagged her finger back and forth, saying, “Tsk, tsk.”
“Rich Person are usually selfish too. They only care if it’s good for them.”
…This is why the World is distorted. …Wait? If I go into Cold Sleep for six years…
“I’ll guess what the Warrant Officer is thinking. If I go into Cold Sleep for six years, I can wake up and marry you right away, right?”
Did she get that mirror that reflects people’s thoughts from the Commander?
“I-I-I wasn’t thinking that at all!”
“Hmm, is that so? Well, fine. I’ll go along with that.”
Please do.
It’s a tempting offer, but if I sleep for six years, who knows what this World will be like.
Besides, my comrades in the Asura Unit are fighting and living in this era; I can’t just take a break by myself.
I enjoyed coffee with Lilith and replenished my spiritual nourishment. It’s time to go see Kotomi-san’s face!
At 10:50 PM, I got out of a taxi in front of the second warehouse in D-11 Block.
Just in case, I left a note for Marika-san at the Superia. That preparation should be enough.
There were men in black suits in front of the second warehouse, and when they saw me, they silently opened the service door beside the warehouse.
Entering the warehouse, which was about 100 meters square, I saw a single, splendidly decorated RV parked inside the empty space.
Around the RV, five men in black suits, presumably guards, were warily watching me.
As I approached the RV, a woman in sunglasses, who seemed to be the leader of the guards, stepped forward and said in a cold voice.
“We’ll take the weapon at your waist and the gun in your pocket. After that, you will undergo a body search.”
Well, that’s to be expected. But isn’t it rude to disarm someone immediately after summoning them?
I can overlook the condescending tone, but this woman in sunglasses’ attire is extremely revealing at the chest.
The surrounding guards were dressed like the black-suited men from Kaiji, but she, in a sleeveless white shirt, was in a world of her own.
“What if I refuse?”
I had a general idea of what would happen, but I don’t have the nerve to chat with an unknown entity while completely unarmed.
“We’ll have to disarm you by force. Shall we do that?”
Upon that declaration, the remaining four men in black suits took up positions behind the leader, ready for action.
“Tsubaki, I do not permit rudeness to my guests! Kanata-san, your weapons may remain as they are. Please come in.”
At the command from the elegant voice from the speaker, the woman in sunglasses called Tsubaki pressed on.
“With all due respect, we cannot allow a man of unknown identity to meet with you while armed.”
“It’s fine. I have requested your presence because I wish to speak with Kanata-san alone.”
The sunglasses of the woman in sunglasses slipped down. Yes, a good reaction.
“I cannot allow it, I cannot do it, I will not permit it! If anything were to happen to you, it would not end with just my head! Naturally, I will also be present…”
“If you are prepared to stake your head, then there should be no problem? It’s alright, Kanata-san will not harm me. Tsubaki, don’t you trust my word?”
Reluctantly, the woman in sunglasses opened the door of the RV and gestured for me to enter.
I climbed the stairs and entered the RV.
Then, I paid my respects to the person who summoned me, Kotomi-san.
“My, you don’t seem surprised at all. How disappointing.”
“If you wanted to surprise me, you shouldn’t have used such a simple anagram, Mikoto-sama.”
Seated elegantly on the sofa inside the RV was, as expected, Princess Mikoto of Terukyo.
“Ufufu, that’s true. But I’d be troubled if you were too wary. Tsubaki, close the door. And do not allow anyone to approach this vehicle. This is a private conversation.”
“Understood.”
When the woman in sunglasses, Tsubaki, quietly closed the door, a space completely sealed off from the outside was created.
I was also signaled to sit on the sofa, so I decided to do so without hesitation.
…Unlike her kimono-like attire at the party, with her dress, Princess Mikoto is also very revealing at the chest.
And the bodyguard Tsubaki is braless in a white shirt. Is a provocative fashion trend popular in Terukyo?
Taking advantage of Princess Mikoto closing her eyes while sitting on the sofa, I fully enjoyed admiring her breasts as much as I wanted.
Oh, I should also take some pictures using the camera function.
Oh no! Princess Mikoto opened her eyes! Unfortunately, the boob-admiring time is over.
“This vehicle is equipped with special soundproofing. You don’t have to worry about anyone outside listening in with directional hearing devices, so please relax. Would you like some tea?”
When I nodded, Mikoto-sama poured tea from the teapot on the table into the prepared cup with her graceful fingers.
I’m a coffee person, but I don’t have the stubbornness to insist on it at a moment like this.
“Thank you. …So, what is it you wanted to talk to me about?”
I can guess the content of the conversation. Mikoto-sama must think I’m a survivor of the Yashi clan.
It’s definitely about that.
However, Mikoto-sama’s words took me by surprise.
“Kanata-san, to put it bluntly… isn’t your real Name Namihei?”
I tried drinking Pocari and Aquarius while blindfolded as an amuse-bouche.
Surprisingly, I can tell the difference (lol).
