This is not the date I wanted.

Although Allen looks cold and stern, he is surprisingly simple and honest, and he occasionally shows his cute side in private. Westcott is rumored to be a cold-blooded and cruel person, and his first impression is a bit disgusting, but in fact he is a conscientious boss who is not arrogant and cares about his subordinates.

I had heard before that Westcott had eliminated the opponents who attacked him and established his dictatorship through extremely bloody means, but in fact, those directors were neither demoted nor received any serious punishment, and they lived with all their limbs intact. Although their original rights were indeed taken away by Westcott, such cold treatment was already very gentle for the rebels.

(Should I say that this is too much tolerance? Or is this loss not a big deal to Lord Westcott?)

"Instead of that, what do you think about the outcome of this battle, Artemisia?"

Westcott's question brought Artemisia back to her senses. Feeling everyone's eyes on her, Artemisia straightened her back and answered.

"Yes. I think the time from when the enemy discovered us to when we met them was unusually short. It was as if they knew the details of our plan in advance."

Hearing Artemisia's answer, Westcott nodded in agreement.

"Indeed, not to mention that the ambush locations I chose are all blind spots for Ratatoskr's surveillance. Even if they were discovered by chance, at most they could only detect one of you or Alan. In fact, they not only stopped your team and Alan's team, but also the three sniper drones set up by Wu Lian. All our plans were thwarted. There is really no other explanation except that they knew our plan in advance."

"In other words, someone in our company leaked the information?"

Alan asked with some confusion.

Hearing this, Artemisia felt a little uneasy. Very few people knew about this plan. If it really looked like Allen, then the most suspicious people would undoubtedly be herself and Ai Wulian, who had just joined the company not long ago.

"No, no, it's a little premature to draw that conclusion, my dear Alan."

Westcott waved his finger in denial.

"Beelzebul."

The black parchment book with an inverted cross engraved on it was spread out in Westcott's hands. A number of black-haired girls with the same appearance appeared from the blank pages of the book, floating around Westcott like fairies.

That is the elf "Nibelcol" created by Westcott using the pages of the devil's book.

"Father! You must listen to me."

"It's all because of that elf named Nightmare that's causing trouble. Otherwise, I would have been able to kill Gokawa Shidao."

"Well, just be patient."

Patting Nibelcol's head like a loving father, Westcott held his chin thoughtfully.

"I see... Nightmare? It's true that her 'clone' is an effective means to fight against 'Nibelcol'. But it's really strange that the 'worst spirit' would protect humans."

Then, Westcott was seen stroking the page of the Demon King in his hand with a curious expression.

The Demon King who can find out the truth about everything in the world - Divine Eclipse Chapter. As long as Westcott has this Demon King, he can find out everything he wants. However, although the search ability has been greatly reduced after being hindered by Honjo Nia, as long as it is used reasonably, enough information can still be obtained.

Artemisia only saw that Westcott showed a hint of surprise at first, and then the corners of his mouth gradually became uncontrollably happy, as if he had found an interesting toy.

"Haha... No way... This is really... But... She can do it with her ability... It's really... Hehe... It's so fun..."

"——!?"

In an instant, a chill ran up from the soles of her feet to her entire body, and Artemisia instinctively understood that the emotion behind that smile was something that her values ​​could never understand.

"What? Ike, do you know who leaked the information?"

As if he was used to this, Alan asked without changing his expression.

"Ah, I see."

Westcott nodded readily.

"But I know. However, it's not that there are traitors among my subordinates. Rather, I have never been so happy - to have such excellent subordinates. You did a great job!"

"Ha...thank you for the compliment, Lord Westcott."

Artemisia was a little confused by Westcott's sudden praise, but she still spoke politely.

"Speaking of which, why isn't Wu Lian here?"

After noticing that there was no one here, Westcott asked in confusion.

"Miss Ai is currently practicing a simulated battle in the training room. According to her, the report and reflections on this plan have been sent to your computer in a written document."

Allen explained.

"Oh? Ah—indeed."

After checking the computer, Westcott made a confirming sound.

"However, they started training right after the battle. Wu Lian is really motivated."

Westcott couldn't help but sigh. To this, the Nibelcols replied with a smile.

"Huhu, from what she said, it seems that she confessed to the person she liked but was rejected."

"Well, this is what they call emotional release. How pitiful."

"When we asked her if she had any good cosmetics, she was very patient and recommended them to us. She is obviously a very friendly person."

"That's what I mean. The person who dumped her was really short-sighted."

"Throat... Never mind. As long as it doesn't affect her enthusiasm for the mission. I won't ask any more about the personal matters of my subordinates."

As if he understood something, Westcott smiled slightly and tactfully did not ask any further questions.

"In short, you have worked hard in this operation. The next mission will be notified to you from time to time. Although it may affect your daily routine, considering the special period, please do your best."

"Okay, I understand."

Artemisia answered immediately.

"Wait, Ike. You still haven't told me how Nightmare knew our plan intelligence?"

Alan stared at Westcott and questioned.

"Well~ it's not convenient to say it now."

"why?"

"Because it's fun."

"……All right."

Looking at Westcott who was keeping himself in suspense for no reason, veins popped out on Allen's forehead, but he still took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and answered.

……

"I was so scared at that time. I thought you were going to attack Lord Westcott directly, Alan."

After leaving Westcott's office, Artemisia said with a look of fear on her face.

"Although I had this idea for a while... but after thinking about it, I decided not to do it. That guy is more shameless than I thought."

"Ha ha……"

Hearing Alan's blunt slander of her boss, Artemisia smiled bitterly.

"What are you going to do next, Alan?"

"Training ground. Conducting simulated elf combat training."

"You and Wu Lian, you really are..."

Hearing what Allen said, Artemisia sighed and kindly reminded him.

"After all, you may be required to carry out a mission at any time. Although I will not stop you, please be careful not to get hurt during training."

"Don't worry, I know what to do. Artemisia, what's your next schedule? Do you want to go train together?"

Alan asked back.

"Sorry, I'll let it go..." Reluctantly rejecting Allen's invitation, Artemisia said with a smile, "It's been a while since I came to Japan. I want to write a letter to my friends in England."

"...Hmph, fine. I have no intention of interfering with my subordinates' personal time, so it's up to you."

After a moment's silence, Alan snorted as if he had lost interest, then turned and left.

After feeling a little relieved, Artemisia adjusted her mood and returned to her room.

It was a 1LDK, standard apartment room of moderate size. Although Artemisia could have lived in a more upscale room given her position, she thought that living in a room that was too big would make her feel lonely and would be very troublesome to clean, so she declined.

Moreover, although the sparrow is small, it has everything. Artemisia's room is just like the impression she gives people, simple and elegant, with Western-style cherry wood furniture placed just right in the room. When you walk into it, you can smell a refreshing fragrance that makes you relax.

"call……"

After taking a quick shower in the bathroom, Artemisia changed into her favorite silk robe and sat down at the desk.

"How is everyone doing?"

Looking at the photo frame on the table, which showed a photo of herself and her friends from the SSS unit, Artemisia couldn't help but smile gently.

——Why did you leave SSS and join DEM? You probably have no reason to be loyal to them, right? Are you threatened?

"——Hmm?"

Artemisia couldn't help but hold her forehead with her hand as she felt a sudden headache. For some reason, she suddenly remembered what the spirit named Tobiichi Origami said last time in the universe.

"Why did I leave the SSS..."

To be honest, Artemisia couldn't understand the meaning of Tobiichi Origami's words. The reason why she came to Japan from England was just a very common personnel transfer. For some reason, the space earthquakes that originally occurred all over the world were concentrated in Japan this year. Considering that the Japanese magician unit AST alone could not deal with so many elves, she, the strongest in the SSS unit, was sent to provide support. Coming to Japan with d$%#$...

"……and?"

Artemisia muttered in confusion.

"Why did I say '和'? I should have come to Japan alone..."

Artemisia began to recall her memory of entering Japan. She had indeed received an order to transfer. After saying goodbye to her friends, she flew to Japan alone. Then she was greeted by Alan and Westcott at the airport and taken back to DEM. After working for a while, she met her new colleague Ai Wulian.

"Yeah... no problem."

There was nothing strange in her memory, so Artemisia ignored the sense of disharmony that had just arisen as an illusion.

"Well, there's no need to take the elves' words seriously."

After telling herself this, Artemisia put aside all distractions, picked up a pen and paper, and wrote a letter to her friend far away.

"Dear Ashley, Leonora, Cecil. How are you? I have been in Japan for a long time..."

13 Go to school together

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"Okay, that'll do."

Standing in his own kitchen, Shidou looked at the bento in front of him and nodded complacently.

In this small lunch box, there are delicious dishes in the shape of various cats, such as a white cat shining with the luster of rice, a three-color cat covered with seaweed and added with floss fish, a tiger-striped cat drawn with meat floss, etc. Looking at the cute and sticky appearance, it may even make people reluctant to pick up their chopsticks.

This is the tool that Shidou had prepared since he got up at three in the morning, specifically to deal with Kurumi.

Even Shidao, after sealing the spiritual power of as many as eleven spirits, has gained some experience in the methods of attacking. If you want to improve the favorability of spirits, it is undoubtedly the best choice to please them.

Coincidentally, due to several accidents, Shidao learned that Kurumi was a cat slave. (For details, see the original short story Kurumi Cat) That's why he used all his cooking skills and creativity to make this cat-shaped bento.

- Ding dong.

At this moment, Shidou heard the doorbell ring from the entrance.

(Have Tohka and the others come over for breakfast?)

"Okay, wait a minute and I'll be there soon."

Although it felt a little early, Shidao did not doubt it. He untied his apron and went to open the door.

"Hello, Mr. Shidou. What a beautiful morning."

However, the people waiting at the door were not the elves from the Elf Apartment, but Kurumi, who was wearing a black school uniform and holding a handbag in both hands.

"Kuang, Kuang San...!?"

Faced with Kurumi's sudden visit, Shidao couldn't help but feel a little shaken.

"Hehe~ Mr. Shidou's expression is so cute."

As if wanting to see Shidao's surprised expression, Kurumi laughed happily.

"…I was scared by you. What's the matter with coming to our house so early in the morning?"

After taking a long breath to regain his composure, Shidou looked at Kurumi and asked helplessly.

"Well... I think it should be obvious after seeing this situation."

Kurumi sighed and explained.

"I want to go to school with Mr. Shidou, so I came to invite you."