Rasen-san from the 1st Squad’s second-in-command seems to really love curry.
Room 649 of the Rose Garden, that’s my private room.
I woke up to my internal clock’s alarm function as usual.
My daily routine gained one more step.
I sat in meditation on my bed and activated my eyeball’s camera function.
Then the Milk God would descend.
No matter how many times I see it, it’s truly divine. I’m a member of the Breast Innovation Party and a priest of the Milk God religion.
I earned a 5 million Credit bounty from the Kidnap Operation, but even if they offered me 50 billion Credits, I wouldn’t delete this image.
As a priest of the Milk God religion, I am prepared to die for my doctrine.
Thank you, Milk God.
Your loyal subordinate can work hard for today with the power granted to me.
Running, sword practice, martial arts, shooting drills, I performed them all silently.
Then I went to the cafeteria for a late lunch.
There’s a reason why I schedule my meals late.
During peak hours, it’s a buffet, but after that, I can order my favorite dishes.
When I have flexibility in my schedule, I like to adjust my meal times to either early or late to eat what I want.
When I arrived at the cafeteria, Rasen-san was there.
He was eating a katsu curry.
I’ve never seen Rasen-san eat anything other than curry.
I also love curry, but I can’t eat it every day.
Rasen-san must be a priest of the Curry religion.
“Rasen-san, curry again?”
“Indeed, curry is a complete food.”
“That’s not curry, it’s an egg, isn’t it?”
Rasen-san pointed at the raw egg placed on top of the curry with his spoon.
“…I don’t know how to react to that smug look.”
“Kanata, curry is great. It’s essential for the military.”
“It seems the Navy, where they lose their sense of time at sea, has a custom of serving curry on a fixed day of the week.”
Ah, that was from my previous world! That was close, am I okay?
“Indeed, Navy curry is also good.”
Phew, so Navy curry exists here too.
After taking a sip of water, Rasen-san began to discuss curry.
“But you know, the Navy isn’t the only one that needs curry. Even old ingredients can be made somewhat edible if cooked in a curry flavor. The aroma of spices makes it easy to eat even when you have no appetite. Curry powder is also easy to carry. Thus, curry and the army have an inseparable relationship.”
Shuri, who had arrived unnoticed, started to scold Rasen-san.
“Even so, you shouldn’t eat curry for all three meals. I like curry too, but you’re clearly too biased. Excessive picky eating is…”
Rasen-san cut her off before she could finish.
“Hey, hey, Shuri. I don’t eat curry rice for all three meals.”
Shuri, with a suspicious look behind her glasses, asked.
“Then please tell me, what did you eat yesterday?”
“Bread in the morning, udon for lunch, and pilaf at night. As a ninja of the Hidden Fire, I swear this is not a lie.”
“Is that so? Then it’s fine. It seems I spoke based on mere impressions. I apologize.”
“It’s good that you understand. Now, I’ve finished eating, so I’ll go for training.”
Rasen-san quickly finished his curry and left the cafeteria.
“So Rasen-san was eating other things besides curry. I really have a rigid way of thinking.”
“Indeed, you do. You’re so rigid you don’t even realize when you’ve been tricked.”
“Rasen-san, the chief ninja, swore as a Hidden Fire ninja. There’s no way it could be false.”
“It’s not false. He just omitted part of it.”
“What do you mean?”
“Try adding ‘curry’ to the beginning of the menu he mentioned earlier.”
“…Curry bread… Curry udon… Curry pilaf… Ahh!!!”
My friend, you need to study wit a bit.
Shuri and I decided to have lunch together.
We both ordered ten-zaru soba and inari sushi.
“Honestly, it’s inexcusable for Rasen-san to deceive me with such a petty trick. As the second-in-command of the 1st Squad, he should be a role model for everyone… grumble grumble…”
My friend still seems to be full of indignation.
“Shuri, there’s a saying that it’s the one who is deceived’s fault.”
“I hate that saying. It’s obviously the fault of the one who deceives.”
Yeah, you’re that kind of person. So incredibly earnest.
This situation gives me a lot of mixed feelings.
“But you know, I used to be bad at socializing, but since coming to the Garden, I hardly ever eat alone.”
“I think that’s not quite right.”
“What’s not right?”
“Kanata, you’re not bad at socializing. You just haven’t done it.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes. I think Kanata gets along well with everyone.”
“Marika-san told me to learn swordsmanship from a person named Shigure-san. Will I get along with her too?”
“You will. If you don’t get along, the reason will be on your end.”
“You’re an unsupportive friend.”
“Because it’s the truth. Shigure-san is the only person I haven’t scolded since coming to the Garden.”
Not being able to scold Shigure-san is a great achievement. Is Shigure-san an avatar of a Bodhisattva?
The only one? Does that mean, could it be…
“Hey, Shuri. Have you by any chance scolded Commander or Lieutenant Colonel Kurando as well?”
“No matter who it is, if they go too far, there are times when I have to speak up.”
A hero, a true hero! This one is a real hero.
In my previous world, there were people called “straightforward advisors” in history, but they usually died because of their directness.
She must have been that type.
Well, the reason Shuri isn’t disliked even when she scolds is probably because she scolds everyone equally.
If she only remained silent with certain people, she’d just be a sycophant.
A rumbling sound echoed through the cafeteria, the sound of the Land Battleship’s engines.
I heard Shigure-san was returning in the evening, but she’s early.
“I heard Shigure-san was returning in the evening. Marika-san told me to go and greet her. I have to go.”
“I’ll go too.”
We hastily finished our soba and headed towards the docking bay.
Arriving at the docking bay, we walked towards Hangar 2, which belongs to the 2nd Squad.
“Well, isn’t that Shuri. Still nagging everyone?”
It was a woman’s voice, but it was clear and resonant. It wasn’t beautiful, but rather heroic.
The moment I caught sight of the woman who made the voice…
…my Breast Scouter was destroyed.
I don’t know how much longer I will live or how many women I will meet.
But I can confidently say that I will never meet anyone with larger breasts than this.
If Tatiana-san is a special large portion, this woman is gigamix.
In my previous world, there were women with ridiculously, sculpturally unnatural breast sizes.
But that was due to excessive breast augmentation surgery.
Article 1 of the Breast Innovation Party’s rules states, “Breasts must be natural.”
This woman does not violate that rule.
Yes, this woman’s build itself is large.
Easily over 2 meters tall. She’s a head taller than me and Shuri, who are just over 170 cm.
With that build, proportionally large breasts like Tatiana-san’s are attached, so of course they’re big.
She has vibrant orange curly hair down to her shoulders, a resolute face, and her appearance is more cool than beautiful.
She has healthy tanned skin, and what draws the eye most is her well-trained, muscular body.
There are many people in the Garden with muscular bodies like vodka, but the physical beauty emanating from this woman’s muscles is outstanding.
She should be described as the King of Gal type.
“Shuri, is this man related to Agito or something?”
Her voice brought me back to my senses.
“I’m Sergeant Amagake Kanata. Gammon Agito is my uncle.”
“Oh, so Agito has a nephew, huh.”
“Abby-nee-san, Kanata’s personality is completely different from Agito-san’s. He’s also my friend.”
“Shuri, I’m not going to eat him. So you’re Kanata, huh. I’m Abigail, but everyone calls me Abby. Nice to meet you.”
Shuri explained.
“Abigail Turner, Captain. She’s the commander of the 8th Squad. When it comes to tanks, armored vehicles, and destroying enemy bases, no one in the Asura Unit is better than Abby-nee-san.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m assigned to the 1st Squad, like Shuri. Shuri, what’s this person’s nickname?”
“Kanata, that’s, well, uhm…”
“Hahaha, is it hard for even Shuri to say what she wants to say? I actually like it. Kanata, I’m known around town as ‘Abby the Destroyer’.”
“…The Destroyer?”
“Yeah, I destroy anything from tanks to superior officers I don’t like.”
“Captain Turner holds the record for the most tanks destroyed in the Alliance Army. She has double the score of the second place, who is also a member of the 8th Squad.”
“Captain Turner, you’re amazing.”
“Just Abby is fine. Don’t be so stiff.”
“Yes, Abby-nee-san.”
“Oh my, you’re calling me Abby-nee-san too. I wonder why everyone calls me Abby-nee-san. Even old guys older than me. I don’t get it.”
Seeing the manly aura she exudes, it’s natural to call her “nee-san” whether she’s older or not.
Then a group of buff, muscular soldiers arrived and saluted Abby-nee-san.
“Abby-nee-san, the Commander is calling for you.”
“Alright, see you two later. …I do like a good fight, but the after-action reports are a pain.”
With that, Abby-nee-san left, leading the muscular troop.
“She’s an incredible person.”
“Even more so on the battlefield. She uses a large pile bunker, which requires two hands for others, with one hand. Dual-wielding pile bunkers, you can only think it’s a joke even when you see it.”
“…The type who perfectly embodies ‘power is might’?”
“When the 8th Squad is at the Garden, alcohol consumption skyrockets. Don’t get close when Abby-nee-san and her group are partying. If you get caught, you can’t escape. I was detained for a whole day and night once.”
“…I’ll go install an alcohol decomposition app just in case.”
“That’s a good idea. It should be installed by the time Shigure-san returns in the evening.”
“Hey, Shuri. About the bowling alley that used to be in the Garden…”
“You don’t need to ask. The main culprits are the 8th Squad. Abby-nee-san and her group are the cause.”
I need to hurry and buy the alcohol decomposition app.
Given my bad luck, I’m sure I’ll get caught at least once.
I really love the overseas drama “Criminal Minds,” but Hotchner, who was like the main protagonist, has left. I’m not sure if I want to see the new series or not.
