Rohne's Intimacy story

The greatest elven spy has infiltrated the banquet hall and will commence operations!

Spies don't just operate quietly! This is a diversion!

Urgh... the enemy's words are like a dagger to the heart.

Oh! This will get me military leave approval! Thank you!

I'm glad the elves have been getting along with the other races lately. Peace like this is great!

You're so humble! You are such a genuine human being, Master!

Urgh, you say something so ominous so casually...

Huh? B-But...! Tch... Have I become too accustomed to peace that I've become rusty at the current political climate?

Magic is amazing! It can do things that would take a machine a ton of resources to do with just a "poof!"

Are there? That's where technology comes in! Leave it to the elves!

They say that advanced technology is like magic... but no, elves can't do magic.

Kyaah! Whatever you do, please don't tell the mayor or the Suppression Unit Chief!

When the other person just won't budge, how can you possibly win them over?

That just makes them want to talk even less!

My salary is nowhere near enough for that... If only I hadn't bought snacks with operational expenses...

Oh, really? Give me a minute. I'll go get the club I saw in the warehouse.

Don't you worry about a thing, Master! As the Order's Inquisitor, I've taken care of all those who have failed the Test of Faith!

Huh? You're a religious organization and still haven't organized something like that? I thought you'd have the same administrative structure as Monatium...!

I gave everyone who refused to join the Order a piece of candy. I told them to give it a second thought.

That's right! Zero witnesses! Zero chance of failure!

I often skip meals when I'm working, and that's when the banquet hall comes in handy!

H-How did you know that?! Do you have psychic powers, Master?!

Hehe... Thank you! I'm always indebted to you, Master.

Affinity... what? How do you know what's in the spy manual?! Are you a spy too, Master?!

What might be out there in the area of space around Elias? Do you think we'd find elves native to this dimension?

If we didn't have to return to our home planet, the mayor would have built a spaceship to explore. What a shame.

What's so terrible about that?! Maybe the elves in this dimension are nice!

Then what's outside the ceiling? If we hit it, would something come out?

Rohne points to her belly without saying anything. She also gestures at me to be quiet.

OOOOOOF!! Why did you hit me all of a sudden?! Oh, you smashed the bug! Well, now I can order more without the mayor knowing!

No... no...! There was... nothing wrong... with the food! *Sob...!*

EEEEK! You're so mean, Master! Now they'll definitely cut my salary this month and I'll have to write a formal letter of apology! WAAAAH!

Oops! Sorry, I spilled the food!

P-Please don't...! They'll force me to write a formal letter of apology...!

Oho... You don't panic and respond calmly... Your crisis management skills are level SSS... I take note of this...

What?! You're worried about the armor, not me? How mean!

Everyone stop what you're doing! We've received intel that there's been a bomb planted here!

Hehe... I'm sorry, I've always wanted to say that!

WHAT? Master, you shouldn't hold on to bombs! It's dangerous!

No way! It looks exactly like one! Wait, is the table a cake too? This chair? The BANQUET HALL...?!

So, about the banquet hall food... Would you mind giving me a receipt? I need to submit it to Amelia. Hehe...

I need proof that I wasn't slacking off. O-okay, so maybe I did slack off a little, but...

Eek, then my activity budget will be even tighter...! Please pretend you didn't hear what I said!

W-won't she be suspicious if I claim such a large amount? ...Huh? You're saying this is for one meal?

I sometimes wonder. Is a world where spies have lots of work a good world?

That's right. Maybe I'm contributing to peace too.

I do need to make a living, but... dealing with all kinds of information can be bittersweet at times.

Do you know how hard I try not to work overtime!? Today I even spied on the Sprite Kingdom's daily bread consumption!

Do you know of anything I could pull off that would genuinely surprise Amelia?

Ugh, not that outfit! It is taboo in Monatium!

Amelia would probably be the first to know anyway, right? So then—what's the intel?

Ugh... It's not like I want to turn things in late... By the time I realize what's happening, the deadline's already passed, I swear!

I missed group training and no one even noticed I was gone. Isn't that terrible?

Huh? Surely they didn't forget to put me on the roster, did they? That would be just too sad.

It's not like even the armor's presence fades just because I'm the one wearing it, right? No, that couldn't be.

At the end, they did number-coded jumping jacks, and apparently they found it odd that every single elf got it right. Ugh...

I met a dragon wearing magnificent armor! The era of armor fashion must be coming!

Is it painted gold, or is it real gold? I'll make sure to ask next time I meet her!

If I had armor like that, I'd probably be a bit cooler, right? Seems like it's got good airflow and everything...

She really manages to balance function and style! I'd love to see her leading the way in armor trends!

Is there a job that would suit me besides being a spy? I feel lost when I think about my retirement.

Should I wait for Canna to retire? No, more importantly... am I even qualified to teach anyone in the first place?

U-um. I'd have to take off the armor for that, right? Not even the most annoying customers would be able to spot me!

Waaah! I suddenly miss my mom! Mommy! Woozy!

Who should I get close to if I want useful information?

That sprite fence is a bit scary. She seems to have a lot of information about inanimate goods.

The whole point of spying is to get intel from the powerful... I think you've got it backwards.

Work friends and real friends are different. I don't talk about work with my friends from Armorworld.

Ugh, I am so stressed about work. Master, what do you do in times like this?

I've eaten your yummy food, Master. So I can go to sleep now, right? Got any good spots in the banquet hall to lie down?

Huh? You pinch your own cheeks? Master, you have a unique way of relieving stress.

Aaah! Please don't say the same thing Amelia does! Eep!

I need someone who understands the pain of being at the bottom. It's too much to bear by myself.

Compared to her, I'm actually kind of lucky. Sure, I write reports, but at least I'm not under the kind of pressure to write a full thesis.

She seems to have chosen the path of the outsider path herself... But she shared some wise words, the kind you'd find in a book.

If I get caught getting close to werebeasts, I'll get penalized! I'd have to meet her secretly in private.

Sometimes I miss Earth's libraries. There were so many interesting books.

They insisted I needed to learn Earth's culture. I even had to write book reports. Humans are really something, aren't they?

It does, but... I think Earth books were more interesting than elven books. Content made by others just hits different. In a good way.

The story's about a sweets shop getting torn apart. That book actually helped me understand the sprites' bread craze pretty quickly too.