第２８４堀：初心を思い出す (Part2)
There is also word from the innkeeper that he served them fried chicken, so that much is certain.
After that, I encountered Kirika, but since she mentioned she was "killing time until the appointed hour," I concluded that she, too, was remaining in the city.
Up to this point, everything was fine. It could have just been a simple case of missing each other.
However, the real trouble starts here.
Responding to a distress signal on a specific frequency from Ground Zero, who had fallen into a pitfall, Aslin and Firia began moving toward the operation site.
With the added bonus of dragging Steve along, who had tried to stop them on the way.
In the end, while it was a magnificent achievement, I have to punish them for disrupting the operation and for brushing off Steve’s orders.
Naturally, I also need to implement countermeasures for the future, as I am the one who caused the initial miscommunication.
"Phew."
My hand, which had been typing up the report, comes to a halt.
For now, to take a breather, I reach for my stone-cold coffee and take a sip.
...The content is wild, but at the end of the day, I'm just writing reports.
What am I even doing in this other world?
...I feel like I say the same thing every time.
Shifting my gaze away from the PC, I see the reports from Steve and the others, as well as from Eris and Ratz, along with the details of the expenses incurred this time.
Yeah. It really doesn't change.
No, I feel like I have even more work than when I was a lowly subordinate back there.
"Darling, I'm coming in. Wait, what are you doing?"
The one who said that and entered my workspace was the Queen of Weed, and my wife, Seraria.
"What am I doing? I'm despairing over this mountain of paperwork and taking a break."
"I see. While you're taking a break, want to sleep with me?"
"I'll pass. That’s just exhausting. If I had the energy for that, I’d already be doing it with these four."
"Yuki-san, you’re so cold when you’re in work mode."
"Well, it is the correct attitude to have, but..."
"Mm. It is correct, but I am dissatisfied. The bed for resting will go to waste."
"Indeed. Yuki-sama, you don't have to push yourself; you could rest with us, you know?"
The four guards let out those comments, but if I rest with them, my work will only pile up further.
Who would want to put themselves in such a quagmire?
No matter how charming my wives are, I don't have the heart for that in this situation.
Even if I try to sleep normally, I find myself being stripped before I know it...
"Fufu. I won't get in the way of a husband working hard."
"So, if you didn't come to get in the way, what do you want?"
"Yes, I wanted to check the report for this time. There were some details I wanted to grasp."
"The report should have been delivered to you as well, right?"
"I want to check *your* report. You’re the one writing the summary report, aren't you?"
"Ah, is that it? But as you can see, it's still halfway done."
"That's fine. Heave-ho."
With that, Seraria sits on my lap.
She immediately takes both of my arms and wraps them around her waist, a roundabout way of signaling me to hold her so she doesn't fall.
"Mm. This is a nice seat."
" " "So lucky..." " "
For some reason, the four guards let out a sigh like that.
"You all should have him do this for you later, too. It’s very healing."
"...It doesn't help my work progress, though."
Since Seraria is smaller than me, I can still see the PC screen, but since Jessica, Ria, and Ratz are tall, if they sat on me, I wouldn't be able to see what's in front.
Actually, even before that, just trying to place my hands on the keyboard is a struggle.
"Let's see, this part here. Hmm, hmm..."
Ignoring my complaints, Seraria begins reading the report I’m in the middle of drafting.
Geez, I want to say, "I'm going to grope your breasts!" but in this case, she would just happily accept it, and it wouldn't go in the direction I intended at all, so there's no point.
What kind of methods are there to fend off someone with maxed-out resistance to sexual harassment?
...Wait, am I the one being sexually harassed in a sense?
But we're married, so is this even called sexual harassment?
"I see. Hey, Darling."
"Whoa."
Seraria turns around to face me.
Her face is close.
"My, you're so cold, acting surprised just from looking at your cute wife's face."
"Your face is too close. Move back to a reasonable distance."
"That's true, I suppose."
Perhaps realizing it was hard to talk, Seraria easily slides off my lap, pulls over a spare chair, and sits down in front of me.
"Now then, I've read your report, but it seems you're thinking of punishing Aslin and Firia?"
"Obviously. It wouldn't be right to let it slide without a reprimand."
It’s a matter of general discipline; precisely because they are family, I have to be strict to set an example for everyone else.
However, Seraria says something unexpected.
"You can let it slide without a reprimand."
"Eh?"
"You're overthinking it. Just scold them for going outside on their own, that's enough."
"If I do that, it won't set a proper example..."