"....."
"Forget it, since Commander dan Rapi has already said so, I don't think I need to dig any deeper."
Anis pouted, took her hand off Marian's shoulder, and gave up to press further.
Although his intuition said that something must have happened in the Commander's Office earlier, it was better not to ask further for now.
"Hmm... But I always feel neat looking very feminine just now."Neon raised his glasses. Although he looked like an emotional fool, in truth, his subtle and hidden thoughts behind his appearance already detected a hint of ambiguity from neat.
Rapi coughed, making no sound, but instead stood up straight: "today's patrol mission has not been completed. Marian's education is left to you two."
"No, Neat~!"
"I don't want to babysit!"
Neatly turned around and left, as if he had made some kind of decision.
Grim sat on the chair, enjoying his slightly warm lips just now.
Although Grim knew many Nikkes with a wide variety of personalities, a serious but somewhat reserved neat personality, when thought carefully, really only he had such a special charm.
After enjoying it for a while, Grim stood up from his chair and said to Anis and Neon in the room: "this afternoon, I still have to do the consultation for Nikke as usual. The education for Neon, Anis, Marian will temporarily be left to the two of you."
"Also, some equipment will probably be delivered to the Commander Center entrance. Remember to help me store it in the warehouse when the goods arrive."
"Understood, Teacher!"
"Received, Commander~"
Anis saluted Grim, but the corner of his mouth was drawn in forming a not-so-happy arch: "Commander, there's actually nothing between you and neat, right?"
Grim stepped forward and patted her shoulder softly: "Anis, sometimes, you need to give yourself a little confidence, don't you?"
"Oh! Roger that!"
"Commander, I understand what you mean."
Anis chuckled.
Since Grim could say that, it meant that he was the closest to the Commander.
But come to think of it, it's true.
Such a neat fool at best can only kiss and hug the Commander.
Whereas Anis has developed a zero distance relationship.
No matter how he thought about it, he had to be the one to take the lead.
"Hehe, Commander, you can continue your consultation calmly."
"Marian's education was handed over to us. I will definitely teach him well, especially about snacks and soft drinks. We really can't let him be so stubborn anymore."
"Wow, Commander!!"
Saw Anis glaring sharply at him.
Marian immediately pulled at the hem of Grim's suit with a guilty expression and hid behind him.
"Anis, the bully!"
"Marian, get out from behind the Commander! Didn't I tell you when I left not to touch the fridge?"
"Commander, good! Anis, ugly!"
"Ugh ugh ugh, Marian, you really pissed me off!! I've never seen a bad boy like that in my life. You stand there and don't move. I have to teach you a lesson today!"
"Anis, so weak, can't catch me!"
"What did you say? I'll flatten you!"
Like a cat and mouse chase, Anis and Marian play a game of Chase, making the entire Commander's Office dusty and chaotic.
Even Neon faces show a little helplessness.
Grim glanced at the flying material documents, sighed slightly, and immediately left the Commander's Office.
He'd better come back later.
...
The afternoon passed as usual. Grim walks into the consulting room outside Commander Center, puts an "open" sign on the doorplate, and shortly thereafter a Nikke knocks on the door.
"Tap, tap, tap."
"Commander, are you there?"
"Come."
Click.
Black patent leather high-heeled boots stepped over the threshold.
The first person to arrive at the consulting room was none other than Privaty, dressed in a white uniform.
As a Nikke belonging to the Central Government, Privaty has always been very lazy. In essence, every day he would visit The Outpost, stop by for a consultation, chat for a while, and then run away embarrassed with a flushed face.
"Are Privaty usually very lazy?"Grim got up, poured a cup of instant coffee into the Cup in front of him, then pushed it towards him.
"No, not really idle either."
"But compared to Nikke who often goes to Surface, I still have a lot of free time."
It seems that the treatment of Ark civil servants is quite good.
It was only two o'clock in the afternoon and Privaty was already at The Outpost.
As for the other Nikkes, they are currently on duty or carrying out Surface missions; in short, apart from the specially named Nikkes, most mass-produced Nikkes rarely have a rest period.
Perhaps, this is the difference between contract workers and outsourced workers.
Grim took a sip of his coffee and continued asking, "What brought you here today?"
Privaty squirmed a little, then retorted, "Can't I come see you if nothing's wrong?"
"No, you can."
"Then, never mind. I had nothing special to do, just happened to pass by... You, don't think about it too much, I didn't come to The Outpost specifically to see you at all."
"....."
An awkward silence ensued between them for a moment.
Privaty probably noticed that he was mispronouncing, and a blush crept over his face. After a while, he gritted his teeth and whispered, "Well, Commander, I admit, I do have something I want to ask you!"
"Hmm, what is it? I have to ask, What Stage are you and I on?"
"T-No, of course not!"
Privaty lowered her head, her face flushed.
Grim, that big idiot, is always teasing her neatly.
Does he really understand the feelings of a girl?
"Alright, since that's not the question, What do you want to ask?"
"Commander, wait a minute, let me think things through."
Privaty arranged her words, took a deep breath, and slowly said, "Actually, I have a friend..."
Grim tilted his head: "Friend? That's actually Privaty itself, right?"
"Commander, how do you know? I'm not even done asking, Can you not expose me?"
"Sorry, please continue."
"Well then, I'll say it openly."
"Commander, do you believe in prophecy?"Privaty asked suddenly, her eyes fixed on Grim's face.
"On vacation, I sometimes draw Lucky Charms," Grim replies.
"Exactly."
"When I was shopping, I passed a fortune teller's shop, and the owner told me that my love story would be difficult, and that I might never find the girlfriend of my dreams. To be honest, I was just trying to get my money's worth out of it! How could that man be so rude!"
Privaty said angrily, as if she was about to roll up her sleeves.
"So Privaty is angry about this?"
"Sort of."
"Then how about this? I'll tell you your fate."
"Eh? Commander, I've never heard anyone say that you can also tell fortunes?"
"I learned it when I was in school."
Grim took out a deck of tarot cards from a drawer and placed it on the table.
"Now, Privaty, close your eyes and ask your question."
"I'll draw a card for you and give you an answer."
"Okay!"
Remember, you can only ask once. Too many questions won't work.
Privaty closed her eyes.
Many thoughts crossed his mind, but they ended up falling on Grim.
The reason she is so angry today is precisely because the fortune teller said she was destined not to be with the man of her dreams.
But the person he idealized was the Commander.
How could that man say such a thing!
Privaty grumbled inwardly, but then she suddenly felt a little scared.
What if he gets another bad card later?
It might be better to be a bit convoluted and ask less obvious questions.
After thinking for a moment, Privaty, holding back a little embarrassment, whispered, "Commander, may I ask, how much longer will it take me to find a girlfriend?"
When the sound subsided, there was the sound of cards being pulled from the table.
Grim glanced at the cards, then put them back, then smiled, "5."
"5, how much is 5?"
"Five years, five months, or five weeks?"
Privaty watched Grim's face nervously.
But the handsome man in front of him kept counting down: "4..."
"3..."
"2..."
"1..."
"!!!"