The topic of the Alpha's single wizard taking the number one spot at once created doubts in many countries. A number of achievements that were too great. In a way, the upper echelons of the countries' armies were shaken.
　After all, speaking of Alpha, there had been a massive progression of demons just last year.

　It had been more than a year since Alpha's single mage had arrived, and each time there was a girl who was unhappy with the achievements that were regularly flowing in.

　Such raging achievements were being heard even in the neighboring country of 【Krevidito】.




　It was only recently that one of the seven countries [Krevidito] was known as a robust country, and it was only recently that it came to be called so.
　Since it was after the previous single wizard, it was only about a year ago, so it was only calculated that it had only been a year or so. The magician who was touted as [inviolable] entered the singles with overwhelming speed and was expected to do so by the people around him, and in fact rose to become a single magician as expected.

　He was not a pseudo-single such as the last seat, but a genuine 4th place high ranker. Although it could be said that this was a result that would leave Fanon Trooper's name in the history of [Clever Deet], but the person in question didn't seem to care much about it. It's a deserved path, a deserved result.

　There's another problem.

''Kiiiiiiiiii...!　After all, it was a single, and even last time, you killed three A-rates in one S-rate unit, so why is there so little talk about it!

　You woke up and remembered something you didn't like early on.
　A little girl with a lot of childhood on a king-sized bed, stepping on the ground. No matter how you looked at it, you only saw it as a child spoiling.
　She takes off her clothes to change into clothes for the rest of the day, as if to clear the ooze.

'I don't know who or what, why does the #1 Alpha get more attention than me, who became single later on!　Oh, that sucks!　What's the point of taking back Couvent!

　In short, the topic of conversation that swept the world was not Fanon's high-rate defeat, but the recapture of the continent. Of course, there was an unusual amount of jubilation for Fanon in the country.

　I got off the bed, rolling around in the girlish room with a faintly sweet scent in the air while pouting and peeling.
　I stood in front of an unusually large figure and changed my underwear. Even if she tells herself she's still growing, she's probably not as stunted as she would be in general. Once, when my subordinate held me under his arm, I was so shocked that I couldn't use any magic.

　So today, I'm going to go to the shopping center to buy some clothes. Since I've been out in the outside world for so long, my stress had reached its limit - to the point where I'd almost cause a boycott if I didn't take a breather here and there.

　Perhaps in anticipation of this, she was regularly given this kind of leave.

　Her long wisteria-colored hair, almost to her waist, is tied in two at the neck, and Fanon, in her underwear, bends forward to unhook her bra all the way. When she goes out, she doesn't change her bottom, but she always changes her top.
　I tiptoe a bit to open the top drawer, which is divided into two sections only from the top of the fancy pink six-tiered chest of drawers. The reason for storing them in a higher position was for the simple reason that he had heard somewhere that standing on his toes like this would make him taller, but from Fanon's point of view, he was clutching at straws.

　There were other places that contained underwear, and this one was more than a little full of vanity.

　He picked up a lace-embellished bra that was clearly larger than his own bust and slung it over his shoulders with a familiar hand. It was rather large in size and therefore quite roomy.
　Fanon pulled her chin back to peek at her thin breastplate.

　There was enough space there to almost fit a fist in, but Fanon didn't care. It's because it feels like it's getting mindlessly packed.
　He pulled out six bulking pads, three on each side, from a drawer one level down, thinking that three would be enough for today. Then I begin my morning routine of stuffing the pads into the bags of the bargain sale.

We can't get over the three piece barrier just yet...hmmm, I'm human and I'm not going to grow up fast. I'm still a teenager, you know.

　Even after stuffing three of them in, there's still more to go. Gently Fanon added another pat with a twitch in her cheeks. The chest, which is now eight pieces in total, has been constructed with taut twin mounds. So that she could finally look like a woman on the outside - self-judgmental.

　I finish a quick breakfast and get ready for the day. I pick out a pair of heels that are higher than usual, with my beautiful feet even through my black stockings. I open the door fully loaded with my favorite pure white parasol.

''Good morning!　Master Fanon!
..........

　A man in a military uniform with a big smile on his face and a big mouth opening to greet him at the door.
　The moment he saw this, Fanon's buoyant cheeks dropped and his eyes were stagnant and stagnant. A clear mood, an angry silent expression that doesn't even try to hide.

''Today...!　Choo-choo!

　A small, childlike hand pulled the door knob back briskly. Immediately, the man split his legs and twisted his body forcefully.

'f*ck you!　Don't come in!
'Ouch, ouch, Master Fanon!　There's a reason for this.
Shut up!　I'm the one who wants to shout it out!


　The exchange came to an end when the man's face started to turn red.


　I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that I'm not the only one. That's why it has a pointy appearance.

It's even hotter today.

　The man overflowed as he looked at Fanon through the window outside.
　There is a difference between inside and outside. You can pick up the voice because it is quiet, but the temperature difference between the cool room and the cold room is huge. The man wipes the sweat from his forehead with his handkerchief.

　Fanon basically never lets anyone into the house. He may be a germaphobe, but even women rarely hear of him being invited in.
　As a man, this man would never let me in no matter what I asked him to do.

　Quenching his thirst with a cold drink through the window, the single wizard who was the pride of Clevidito, sitting in his chair, puffed out his cheeks.

　--This is quite upsetting, now what do we do?

'Do you still have something to say to me?'
No, I haven't said anything yet, but...
I know an idea without asking. I'm off duty today.
'Yes, sir. Yes, I am well aware of that. It pains me greatly to tell you this, but the Governor's orders are not...

　Glancing at Fanon, Fanon looked at him as if he were looking at the poor thing.

'Hey~ Roen. Do you know how much I work for you?　I wonder how many times I've missed yesterday, the day before and the week before that, and how many times this month.
A couple of times...
Zero!
'Yes, sir!　I've already had the pleasure of accompanying you to the outside world as your subordinate...!　No, I can't imagine what's on your mind...

　The man who was called Roen under a sharp gaze let a drop of cold sweat or maybe it was cold sweat run down his cheek and easily twisted his words.
　A soft-spoken face with a soft temperament for a magician. A good-looking young man who could be found anywhere. Approaching his mid-twenties, Roen had a promising future among his peers. He had six years of experience in the outside world and had even served as an assistant company captain. He never dreamed that such a man would be selected for a single mage's unit, but the reality would be different from his imagination.

　No, it's still too good to be true, though.
　Recently, I've just begun to understand how to handle it. It's a good thing that you're able to get a good idea of what you're looking for, because that's the reason why Roen goes here more than once as a chaperone or a maid of honor.

I'm sure you're right. I'm going to have the governor take him out to the outside world to defeat him.
Well, that's a stretch!　If anything happens to the Governor...
'Would I be in any trouble?　Roen.
Never would I take a chance on such a thing, even if I had to take a stand.
No, thanks.

　Fanon urged Roen, who dropped his head with a gulp, to continue as if he was bored.
　And then Roen looked up with an apologetic look on his face after a moment of hesitation.
　He had extracted some concessions from the Governor regarding negotiations. Even Roen, as expected, couldn't make the single mage return off duty without any material.
　Or rather, he was afraid of it.

'Before we get down to business, I suppose. The Governor has asked for a three-day weekend as soon as this task is over.
I'm sure they'll turn that over on the day, too.
That's not true. And you know what?　The Governor is willing to pay his own way and rent out a few shops.

　Grin, Roen certainly heard such a heartfelt voice with a response. He had no choice but to ask her to come out in case of an emergency, but there was no such thing as a nation-defying incident that would happen too soon.

''So what's the problem this time? You've already taken care of all the high rates around here. I don't want to have to deal with small fry.
'That's the thing, but we've seen a projection of a demon two kilometers west of the position we swept during the last expedition by a military search plane. The resolution isn't high because of the location, but it appears to be a likely mutation rate.
'What's that, it's A-rated anyway, it doesn't even have to be me!

　The military reports that plans are being floated to build a relay base in the area of the last defeat in the near future. It's no doubt such an achievement, but before building a full-scale base, he flew a drone with a built-in AWR, just in case.
　It can fly within a maximum of 5km using its power source as its magic, but this is almost useless in a large forest as it is taken from above.
　However, only this time, the search for the enemy was narrowed down.

'As a jurisdiction. It is said that they are not far from the previous battlefield, so they decided that our team would still be geographically more memorable. More than anything else, they seem to be close to it.

　As soon as Fanon heard that, he frowned. The [Orbanen Cathedral] is said to be located in the southwest of Krebidito. It's a building that is considered to have valuable cultural value as a legacy of the past. It is indeed a 100 years old building. The cathedral is on the verge of collapse, but they don't want to let Alpha take over the barely intact cathedral.

　It is also certain that the recapture of such a reminder of the past will be made known to the world as a definite achievement. Alpha and Lusarka and the demonstration that they are second to none with a great power with remarkable achievements.

''You're so crappy!　Who's going to be happy to find that? At least it's not enough to ruin my day off.

　It's a good idea to have a good time with them.

But if that happens, the military is also working to build a base of operations in the high rate area that Fanon-sama defeated, so it's a stingy way to sabotage or fail to hit them here.
Let the people who want to say it say it.
Please don't say that.
'Shut up, shut up, shut up!

　Inside the room, Fanon operated the remote control. Then the window colored as if a curtain had been drawn.

　When he couldn't see what was going on inside, Roen ran to the front door again and hit the intercom.

''Mr. Fanon, Mr. Fanon, you're going to be called a child again.
Who said that?
"Goph!

　The door was thrown open with great force, and Roen hit his face and held his nose as he squatted down.

'What are you doing? 'Come on, let's go.'
I-I don't suppose you're in the mood for this?

　He must have been firmly dressed in his combat uniform, not his civilian clothes. Still, it was a far cry from the military uniform officially adopted by the military.
　The blouse-like garment had no sleeves and exposed arms, and he wore separate sleeves that hung from his elbows to his wrists. In addition to that, a skirt with a wide hem that seemed to get in the way. This was her battle dress, and honestly, it was more flashy than her city-going outfit. And an absolute must-have was her high heeled shoes and stylish parasol.

　But Roen, standing next to her, glanced down at one part of her. The unnatural twin hills were building a small mountain today as well.
　We're about to head out to defeat them, but they've accumulated a lot of extra baggage. Even his chest, which was always flat when he went out into the outside world, now had feminine false features. However, Roen can't pay attention to such things, even if his mouth is full of them.

''Hmm?''
No!

　Unable to look back at Fanon's face as he turned to look up at her, Roen looked away, meditating. Water droplets appeared on her back as if she had been squeezed all over her body with a buzz.
　No one inside the military would know what she had a complex about. Hence, she avoided talking about it.